Facing Real Madrid's defensive setup, it's really nothing to be ashamed of.

"Valencia has changed their formation."

"A midfielder has moved back to become a central defender."

"The five-defender formation seems to add another wall in front of the goal."

The time in the first half passed quietly, and facing Valencia's invitation to a "slugfest," Real Madrid only got a great opportunity in the 39th minute.

It came from Chen Zhong's through ball.

Cristiano Ronaldo had a one-on-one opportunity on the right side of the penalty area, and he used a lob shot to easily bypass the goalkeeper.

But Bruno, carrying a yellow card, became Cristiano Ronaldo's least favorite person in this match.

He completed a clearance off the goal line...

Before the end of the first half, Valencia received another yellow card, the fifth of the match, given to Tino Costa.

At that time, Chen Zhong and his teammate were doing a one-two pass, and Tino Costa knocked down Chen Zhong outside the penalty area to prevent him from getting the ball.

This scene also lit up the eyes of many coaches.

They have always been troubled by Chen Zhong, but from Valencia's tactics, it seems feasible to use a "chopping" tactic, just like against Messi. If you make him roll on the ground more, you can limit him.

They never thought of this before, entirely because of Chen Zhong's position.

He is not a traditional offensive player, his forward runs are unpredictable, but now Mourinho seems intent on turning Chen Zhong into a scoring threat...

Mourinho frowned on the sidelines, he obviously thought of this as well.

"The first half is over."

"The two teams enter halftime with a 0-0 score at the Santiago Bernabeu Stadium."

"Valencia seems to have come to terms with reality."

"Perhaps a draw is acceptable for them."

During halftime, both teams made some tactical adjustments in the locker room, and Chen Zhong's expression wasn't good.

He didn't expect to be specifically targeted in this match with attacks to his lower body.

The first time he was tripped, the second time was similar.

Benzema glanced at Chen Zhong's expression, feeling a bit anxious. He wasted a great chance in the first half; if that ball had gone in, everything would have been different.

"The second half begins."

"The players from both teams enter the field one after another."

"In the first half, Real Madrid came close several times to scoring against Valencia."

"If not for the goalkeeper's heroic performance, everything might be different."

"Real Madrid kicks off, Chen Zhong takes the ball."

"Chen Zhong, through pass!"

Right at the start of the second half, Real Madrid showed strong offensiveness.

After getting the ball, Chen Zhong's through pass pierced Valencia's defense from the side, which surprised many coaches watching the game.

No one knows when Chen Zhong's through passes became as good as those of Guti and Pirlo, the passing maestros of the past.

But compared to those maestros' elegance, Chen Zhong's through passes had a touch of aggression.

Or perhaps a sense of power?

Cristiano Ronaldo's positioning was excellent; he did a sudden stop in the left flank of the penalty area and threw Ricardo Costa off balance.

This scene made Emery on the sidelines pull a few hairs from his head.

Mourinho's face also showed a slight look of expectation.

"C. Ronaldo!"

"Throws off the opponent's player!"

"Shoots directly!"

Cristiano Ronaldo took a direct shot, and Guaita, like a god sent deity in this match, blocked the ball once again.

This scene thrilled the Valencia fans in the stands and made the Real Madrid fans unable to believe their eyes. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Mourinho shook his head repeatedly.

It seemed that Real Madrid lacked a bit of luck in this match.

And moments later, this was confirmed again.

Again it was Chen Zhong with the ball, again it was Chen Zhong's through ball, but this time Benzema received it in the penalty area.

This French genius, the White Ronaldo, after receiving the ball in the penalty area, facing the goalkeeper, boldly chose a chip shot.

However, Guaita tipped the ball away with his fingertips.

Seeing this, Chen Zhong clenched his jaw. Despite Benzema's thumbs-up, Chen Zhong suppressed his emotions and returned a thumbs-up.

Then as Cristiano Ronaldo passed by, he put an arm around the Portuguese's shoulder, covering his mouth with his hand, whispering, "Later, give me the ball, tell them to push forward around me."

With teammates repeatedly missing great chances, when the teammates seemed out of form, without needing anyone to tell him to step up, Chen Zhong decisively made himself a top choice.

"Real Madrid's attack."

"C. Ronaldo takes the ball on the right wing."

"Cutting inside?"

In the match against Valencia, the combination of Alonso and Khedira in midfield clearly had no problem with defensive toughness, making it difficult for Valencia to break Real Madrid's defense.

The ball came to the right-winged Portuguese's feet.

Compared with the previous blind charges, the Portuguese did some fancy moves before he started dribbling forward along the sideline.

This scene immediately made Emery on the sidelines restless, his first look towards the center saw Chen Zhong, indeed making a forward run.

In such high-speed motion, it's hard for players to defend.

And Valencia didn't want a back-and-forth match with Real Madrid, preferring a set piece battle.

"No!"

"C. Ronaldo chose to go to the byline."

"On the right, a sudden stop to throw off the defender."

"Cross!"

"Cross from the right wing!"

"Chen Zhong goes for the point!"

Real Madrid's offensive was fierce, and Cristiano Ronaldo, originally coming from midfield, had remarkable passing ability and a wide view of the field.

Over the years, he had become very adept at teasing defensive players.

Every move he made, every reaction from the opponent was within Cristiano Ronaldo's expectations.

A sudden stop, the opponent lost balance.

Then a confident cross.

The Portuguese had long locked his gaze on the advancing figure, believing Chen Zhong would reach the spot.

The Valencia players running noticed Chen Zhong, with someone trying to disrupt him like in the first half.

But!

But!

The stationary Chen Zhong.

The just starting to run Chen Zhong.

The full-speed sprinting Chen Zhong.

These are completely different levels of existence.

Now Chen Zhong had picked up speed, the first to stick close was Chen Zhong's friend Mata, like an idiot stepping onto the tracks to touch a moving train, was brushed off.

Then came Tino Costa, one of the rare under 180 cm Argentinian players in Valencia, apparently having never been schooled by Chen Zhong, shockingly tackled from the side.

The result was self-evident.

Next were two 190 cm burly men.

They had successfully defended against Chen Zhong before.

One advanced first, the other hung back, waiting to slow Chen Zhong down first, then double up.

The result...

It was an unbalanced slide on the ground, hands and feet flailing.

The trailing one, seeing this, panicked, and in rapid retreat, sat down hard.

Then, Guaita saw Chen Zhong rushing in at full speed with the falling ball in mid-air.

Restraining his fear, Guaita didn't just wait in front of the goal.

If Chen Zhong caught it with a volley...

So, Guaita chose to take the initiative.

He lunged at the ball like a hungry tiger.

In such a situation, Chen Zhong should slow down, right?

Should, right?

He shouldn't charge into the goalkeeper, but as Guaita ran, something felt off.

This ball, it seems...