Football: I can see player entries.

Chapter 336 Idol, Nightmare

Two hours later, Deulofeu was already in a daze.

He even got up and had a passionate dance with one of the fans around him, but Li Yanqing just couldn't bear to watch.

Two grown men dancing so enthusiastically...

"Good luck, DeLore!"

"I'll cheer for you when you score!"

"I'll go to every game!"

The fan was quite drunk; after speaking, he collapsed in a daze.

The tavern owner immediately dragged him behind a curtain, where there were several beds for them to rest on.

"Alright, Delo, you've had enough fun today."

Li Yanqing didn't drink much himself, because he wasn't a very good drinker.

Deulofeu, on the other hand, was coaxed into drinking one cup after another.

Quitting alcohol is utter nonsense.

"I have a question for you."

"Ask away, I've already answered a lot of questions today, Coach..." Deulofeu wasn't lying; he had basically revealed everything he knew.

Including all sorts of gossip and news...

However, this approach actually won him more favor from fans.

Who wouldn't like a player who's down-to-earth and casually drinks and chats with ordinary fans?

"What are you afraid of?"

"You did a terrible job during training today."

"A mess? No, that's not even fair." Deulofeu shook his head repeatedly after hearing Li Yanqing's assessment, and then gave his own evaluation.

"That's dog poop!"

"I acted like a complete idiot..."

Well, at least I still have a clear understanding of myself.

"Actually, Coach, I used to be very good!"

"Back in La Masia, I was one of the best!"

"I'll cross over whoever I want to cross over!"

Deulofeu chuckled and gestured with his hands as if he had taken a shot back then.

That was definitely a wonderful memory.

"Everyone told me that I would be Messi's best helper."

"Messi!"

"He's my idol!"

"I'm also really looking forward to being able to help him!"

"But once you actually get on the field, you'll find it's incredibly difficult."

"Impossible, no one else could do what he did..."

Deulofeu didn't seem to want to talk about these things; his expression was very unnatural, even when he was drunk.

Li Yanqing did not express his opinion.

But the former is right; in terms of talent, Messi is definitely the most outstanding.

That kind of variable frequency speed is simply impossible for anyone to replicate...

Although he had never seen Messi in person and didn't have any particular fondness for the player, after all, he himself had never been a genius, but rather a hard-working player.

Cristiano Ronaldo is the player he pays the most attention to.

But when it comes to strength, there's nothing to criticize.

"I tried."

"But there's nothing I can do, there's a huge gap between us."

"He is like a dazzling halo, always radiating his unique light at Camp Nou."

"Compared to others, I am nothing."

Deulofeu looked dejected, and after drinking too much, he poured out all his innermost thoughts.

"I can never become the person others want me to be."

"In the end, he transformed from that dazzling light into an insurmountable abyss, blocking my way."

"The kind that makes you despair."

"From an idol who inspired me, he has become a nightmare that has been with me all along."

"Can you understand how you feel, Coach?"

“Of course.” Li Yanqing nodded; he understood.

He hadn't actually experienced any of these things, but Deulofeu made it very clear.

The pressure a person experiences when they are constantly compared to another person by everyone around them is enormous.

Barcelona has produced so many "talented players" over the years, but none of them have ultimately succeeded, which may be related to this.

Ironically, it was those players who never considered themselves geniuses who eventually made it into the first team.

Pride can sometimes destroy a person completely.

"Later I went to some other clubs."

"But I can never forget that time."

"At first, I thought I should try to improve myself, and that I could find myself again when he wasn't around, right?"

"But as it turns out, it wasn't that easy."

"Until I became weaker and weaker, I finally realized that I could never catch up with him."

"Never..."

"Go to sleep, Deulofeu. A good night's sleep will make you feel better." Li Yanqing looked at the swaying Deulofeu and didn't ask him any more questions.

He already knows enough.

Only after the other person had completely slumped onto the table and remained motionless did Li Yanqing rub his forehead.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

His poor form stems from a lack of confidence, but that confidence is something he's lost because of long-term comparisons with players of Messi's caliber.

It is a mental illness.

But how can this be treated?

They invited Messi over to spar with them, then let him win?

Putting aside whether he's willing or not, even if he did do it, he probably wouldn't believe it.

We've been influenced by each other for so many years...

But Li Yanqing had no choice; he and Bell had already agreed on a one-month timeframe.

Even if we don't expect Deulofeu to regain his former form, we should at least enable him to fulfill his role.

As a winger, you should at least dare to dribble past people, right?

"Maybe I can do something."

A voice suddenly came from behind, startling Li Yanqing.

There were actually people eavesdropping on their conversation?

"Cheng Mengmeng! When did you arrive?"

“I’ve been here since La Masia.” Cheng Mengmeng shrugged, making a funny face.

"I was just passing by, after all, I don't drink."

"But I actually saw the head coach leading the way in breaking team rules by taking the players out for drinks before training day."

"I just naturally hid and listened."

"How is this natural?" Li Yanqing complained.

"Don't worry about it. You just lack confidence, right? I have a solution. You can give it a try."

"Besides micro-expression analysis, I've also read some books on psychology."

"Uh, how many books have you actually read?" Li Yanqing had known for a long time that Cheng Mengmeng was a top student, but he had never actually asked her what she was good at.

It seems like she knows everything as long as it has nothing to do with her.

"It's alright, it's less than half a library," Cheng Mengmeng replied calmly.

"That might be a bit of an exaggeration, but don't doubt my knowledge base."

"This situation has been described in a book, which also provides a solution."

"What book?" Li Yanqing asked curiously.

"The Social Animal".

"Um, I'm not very educated, is this book... serious?"