"Five goals in the first half! Chen Ritian is unstoppable!"

"The sword shows blood! The Chinese king has bloody slaughtered the overlords of the football world!"

"Why is Barcelona vulnerable to the butcher knife facing the butcher's knife?"

"Invincible long shot! He comes from outer space!"

"Hello, my friend! He has turned the place of the decisive battle into a solo concert!"

"Conquer Calderon! He asked 50,000 Atletico Madrid fans to worship!"

"Despair! The first time in the life of the Plum King has experienced this feeling!"

"The Walking Dead! Barcelona fans are heartbroken tonight!"

...

When the first half ended with a score of 6-1, various media have rushed to publish their articles, regardless of the next 45-minute contest.

Even the media in the Catalonian region have lost interest in cheering Barcelona at this moment. After all, they have no hope of Barcelona reversing the score in the second half.

-

"I actually always want to suggest you to design a few more celebration actions..."

Griezmann said in the home team's locker room.

Chen Hao smiled calmly:

"That's...too tiring."

Griezmann's cheek couldn't help but twitch:

What this bastard means...is it said that if you celebrate every time you score a goal, this game will be too tiring?

Simeone patted Chen Hao on the shoulder:

"You have dominated the game in the first half. Are you satisfied with your performance?"

Chen Hao raised his eyebrows:

"What do you want to say, coach? Do you want me to take a break early? Or do you want me to continue working hard?"

Simeone smiled without saying a word, but the fat Herman Boggs, the assistant coach behind him, pointed to the tablet in his hand:

"In another game that just ended, Real Madrid defeated Espanyol 6-0, and Ronaldo scored five goals by himself. I think you might be interested?"

Chen Hao couldn't help laughing:

"Mr. Fatty, you are such a great psychologist!"

-

Referee Raos moved his chin, but still felt a hint of soreness in his cheeks.

This position is not easy to work!

He couldn't help but sigh:

I blew so many whistles in the first half, and almost swelled my cheeks. I hope I can be more peaceful in the second half!

He thought so, and then blew the whistle:

"drop!"

Raos was about to spit out the whistle in his mouth, but he glanced at the player standing in the center circle and gave up the plan.

Sure enough, his idea was right.

Just three seconds later, the referee puffed up his cheeks again and blew hard!

"drop!!!!!"

The result of letting Atletico Madrid kick off is that the score has changed from 6-1 to 7-1!

-

MD!

This is simply a cheat!

Enrique kicked away the mineral water placed on the ground!

He was so angry that he wanted to pull out his curly hair!

How much did he spend during the break, how much chicken soup he instilled into the players, what was Manchester United's Black Three Miracle, Istanbul Night, the magical La Coruna, and even McGrady moved out 35 seconds and 13 minutes before he could barely regain some morale, but... Before they even had time to implement their adjusted tactics, they were once again dispelled by Chen Hao's seemingly effortless shot!

Enrique sighed and sat firmly on the coach's seat, never going to the sidelines to point fingers. As for the tactical boards brought by the assistant coach, he didn't even look at them.

This game...he has completely given up!

-

The head coach gave up, but there were still people who didn't give up.

In the 9th minute of the second half, Neymar encountered a defensive foul while cutting inside from the left, and Barcelona won a direct free kick with a good position.

The new Brazilian king, the Crown Prince of Barcelona, ​​did not waste this opportunity, and made a beautiful arc ball and slapped straight into the blind spot of the goal!

Oblack is out of reach, and Barcelona stubbornly wins back the game!

2-7!

-

"Why?"

Chen Hao placed the ball at the kickoff point and slowly took three steps.

Looking at the Barcelona players on the opposite side who were facing a big enemy, he shook his head:

"I didn't want to bully people too much. I wanted to stop when I saw it. I wanted to save everyone a little face, but... why do you force me like this?!"

He obviously couldn't complete such complicated sentences in Spanish, so he simply used Mandarin.

So, he was just pretending to behave himself.

Mathieu and Busquets two tall men stood at both ends of the goal, trying to block all blind spots.

But Chen Hao surprised them this time again!

He kicked a...C-shaped draw!

The black and white football soared into the sky from under his feet, climbed rapidly, and fell rapidly, dripping through an arc with a huge slope in the air!

He calculated the time completely. The moment Busquets took off, the ball jumped into the goal from his feet!

8-2!

It is not only the area where the beams and columns intersect are called dead corners. The location where the columns and the ground are also inconvenient to defend!

-

Neymar, who was stubbornly resisting, finally gave up resisting!

Because he had no idea how to deal with that monster!

He fought hard to get a free kick opportunity, but the opponent effortlessly pulled the difference back!

A 50-meter long shot... He played more easily than a penalty kick!

Anyone who is such an opponent will be desperate!

-

Barcelona, ​​who had completely lost their fighting spirit, made a huge splash, but Atletico Madrid's soldiers did not show any mercy.

Although Atletico Madrid is not Real Madrid, there seems to be no grudges and hatreds between them and Barcelona, ​​as a quasi-wealthy family that wants to reach the peak, who doesn't want to press the cosmic team that just dominated Europe... to the ground and rub it with all your heart?!

The last 30 minutes of the game were almost terrible. Torres and Griezmann, who came on as a substitute, made a contribution one after another. Even the defender Godin scored a header, and the game completely turned into a massacre!

What makes people feel most heartbreaking is that Chen Hao, who has completed the seven-star winning streak in the first 60 minutes, actually continued to work hard and staged another hat trick, locking his personal goal in a single game... to ten!

Barcelona goalkeeper Ter Stegen has long collapsed!

If it weren't for their lack of a replacement, he would have to end up with self-inflicted consequences!

Referee Raos couldn't bear to watch the massacre continue. Not only did he not increase the injury stop time, he even blew the final whistle half a minute in advance:

"Drip!Drip!Drip!!!"

Amid the deafening singing of the Calderon Stadium, Barcelona players and coaches all lowered their heads and hurried into the player passage, rushing to escape from this sad place!

On the big screen in the main stand, a bloody score was left:

Atletico Madrid: 14!

Barcelona:2!

-

At the post-match press conference, Simeone and Chen Hao did not see Barcelona's representatives, and even a physical coach or team doctor did not attend.

Simeone laughed three times in great pleasure:
To be continued...