Chapter 559: Football Matches Aren't XXX Phone Calls
After the match, coach Ancelotti indeed gave everyone half a day off as agreed, and they only took a special plane back to Madrid the next afternoon.
So Wang Feng led everyone to a tavern-style restaurant in the northern part of Nicosia city to celebrate their victory.
The island's cuisine is different from typical seaside cities; besides delicious grilled trout, there are various types of bean products.
Cypriots seem to have a special liking for bean products, developing various methods such as soups, grilling, sauces, and salads.
In addition to this, halloumi cheese, stewed lamb, and meatballs are also exquisite, but the Chinese superstar strictly controls his diet, so he couldn't indulge himself.
"Wang, isn't it boring for you to avoid certain foods like this?" Khedira said with a mouthful of cheese, mumbling unclearly.
"You should eat less of these high-calorie foods." Wang Feng patted his back impatiently, while the German seemed a little embarrassed. "I rarely eat them either; it's just for the occasion."
The Chinese superstar has been very disciplined since he was young, occasionally indulging but making up for it by increasing his exercise intensity.
But as he aged and his physical abilities declined, he realized more and more that if he wanted to prolong his peak, he had to have complete control over himself.
As for enjoying food and drink, he could still do that after retiring, which would be even more relaxed and comfortable.
After everyone finished their meal, Ramos and a few teammates prepared to find some entertainment, but Wang Feng warned them, "You should know the rules; don't cause trouble, and don't stay out all night."
The Spaniards nodded. "Of course, Wang, don't worry, we're just going to relax a bit more."
The night passed without incident, and in the morning, Wang Feng was awakened by the warm sunlight. It has to be said that the climate in Cyprus is very pleasant; he couldn't help but want to buy a vacation villa here.
Encountering Alonso, who was also up early, in the hotel restaurant, the two decided to go for a stroll on the beach, which was the best time for sunbathing.
When they arrived, there were already many handsome men and beautiful women enjoying the gifts of nature. Wang Feng couldn't help but joke, "Ramos should like it here."
Alonso shrugged. "Too bad he's still sleeping; I bet he won't recover by the time we leave."
As expected, in the afternoon when the players boarded the plane one by one, Ramos and the others, looking downcast, received severe criticism from Ancelotti and were told they would have extra training when they got back.
Real Madrid's victory over Olympiakos was not surprising, but Barcelona's away game against AC Milan ended in a 0-0 draw.
During the match, many Milan fans protested against the Catalan team, accusing them of not showing enough respect to Kaka, the prince of San Siro who still has many fans in Italy.
The other three La Liga teams had mixed results in European competitions, with Atletico Madrid beating Hannover 96 2-1, but Valencia losing 1-2 to Alkmaar.
The most heartening result was Athletic Bilbao continuing their miraculous performance, winning 4-2 away against Schalke 04.
Although the former Real Madrid captain Raul scored twice, it was still difficult to save his team. "Has La Liga become like this now?" he couldn't help but sigh when talking to Wang Feng.
"I really don't know how you guys managed to monopolize the league championship continuously."
Despite losing the match, Schalke 04's fans still enthusiastically wanted to continue supporting their team away, but unexpectedly, Athletic Bilbao decided to hike up the ticket prices, temporarily raising them to 90 euros.
Considering that the average ticket price in the Bundesliga this season is only around 30 euros, they protested online: "90 euros for a 90-minute match? Is a football match an adult hotline!"
It turns out that many German TV stations offer such services, with prices around 1 euro per minute, and even discounts as time goes on.
Athletic Bilbao explained that the new prices were in line with the average level of La Liga, so don't bring their issues with Bundesliga's low prices to them.
In fact, this wasn't the first time they had done this; during the league match against Real Madrid at home, seeing the ticket market booming, the club urgently doubled the prices, with the average ticket price even reaching 300 euros, making a hefty profit.
On the first day of April, in the 30th round of La Liga, Real Madrid played at home against Osasuna.
Just 45 seconds into the game, Wang Feng intercepted the ball in the front court, then broke into the penalty area, passed the goalkeeper, and scored an empty goal.
He then used a corner kick opportunity to head the ball into the net to further extend their lead.
With this combination of attacks, they secured victory, and in the second half, Sahin scored the third goal to seal the win at 3-0.
On April 5th, in the second leg of the Champions League quarter-finals, the Galacticos played against Olympiakos at home.
Due to their significant loss in the first leg, the Cypriot powerhouse had almost no hope of a comeback, so before the match, coach Yovanovich said, "You have already made history, now just enjoy the game itself and gallop freely at the Bernabeu!"
As a result, the Greek team didn't retreat defensively after the kickoff but instead launched a fierce attack against the Galacticos.
However, their limited strength soon showed, and after a short period of chaos, Real Madrid quickly stabilized and began to play at their own pace.
In the 14th minute, Ramos made a steal in the backfield and sent a long pass. Wang Feng, in an offside position, broke through and scored the opening goal after shaking off the goalkeeper in the penalty area.
Just six minutes later, Khedira made another steal and sent a long pass behind the Greek defense. Despite being half a body behind the defending player, the Chinese superstar still quickly started and surpassed everyone, going one-on-one with the goalkeeper!
It was still a one-on-one situation. Olympiakos' goalkeeper Albas, 28 years old this year and from Turkey, had only played for mid-table Turkish Super Lig teams.
Silently swallowing his saliva, Albas stared at the movement of the world's number one player in front of him. It seemed like it wasn't a football player running towards him, but a fierce tiger!
He tilted to the right, was it a feint? No, if he continued like this, he would be bypassed. The Turkish goalkeeper immediately fell to block.
At that moment, Wang Feng's left foot suddenly shifted and stomped on the ground, using the support to bounce his center of gravity to the other side, while his right foot took away the ball, skimming past Albas' left side.
Another shake-off!
With despair in his eyes, the Turk watched the Chinese superstar gently push the ball into the empty goal. The ball seemed to roll over his heart and then slowly entered the net.
2-0!
Olympiakos pressing forward meant that there were gaps behind them, and with Wang Feng's ability and speed to advance, it meant there were always opportunities.
With a two-goal lead, Real Madrid gradually slowed down their attack. Just before the end of the first half, the Chinese superstar couldn't resist kicking a high-quality long shot from the top of the penalty area, piercing through Albas' ten fingers for the third time.
At halftime, Ancelotti replaced Wang Feng and other key players. The two sides then engaged in a back-and-forth attacking performance.
Jose scored first to extend the lead to 4-0, but Olympiakos' Oliveira and Machirgil scored one each to pull back two goals.
After scoring, they ran around the field celebrating, venting their excitement, perhaps this was the only chance in their lives to score at the Bernabeu.
The home fans didn't hesitate to give them applause; these people were respectable opponents.
Morata scored the last goal of the match, and the score remained 5-2.
With a combined score of 8-2 over the two legs, Real Madrid advanced to the Champions League semi-finals.
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