The next day, Tottenham arrived at Camp Nou early to step on the pitch.

Camp Nou, home of La Liga giants Barcelona.

The stadium is one of the largest stadiums in the game, with 100,000 seats and a capacity of 109815 fans.

This time, Tottenham Hotspur accompanied the team to reach more than 6,000 fans, but it was not enough for a fraction of others.

The remaining more than 100,000 fans are Barcelona fans, and the home atmosphere is not to say, people just roar, and many people's legs have to be weak.

Yi Le strolled on the pitch, stepping on the turf and looking up at the surroundings.

The large LCD screen on the left, and the opposite side is the Barcelona team emblem, with red and blue as the main tone, which corresponds to the color of Barcelona's jersey.

This was the place he had always dreamed of.

But that's the fuck in reality, and when he comes back here, he's an opponent.

"Easy! Easy?! ”

Yi Le was in a daze, and suddenly heard someone shouting to himself, and couldn't help but turn his head to look over. Ali looked at himself with some concern and said, "Yi, everyone else can have problems, but you can't." ”

Yi Le is Tottenham's 'big daddy', if other people have problems, there is room for maneuver, and Yi Le's problems will be over.

Hearing this, Yi Le smiled and said; "Don't worry about me, I'm excited."

"Really?" Dele. Ali Fox was suspicious.

Yi Le chuckled, then pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "Ali...."

"Huh?"

"I want to win this game!"

Yi Le looked up, and said with a seriousness on his face that he had never seen before.

Dele. Ali was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then thought of some entanglements between Yi Le and Barcelona, stepped forward and hugged Yi Le's shoulders and said, "Don't worry, I will help you!" You can rest assured. ”

Well....

Yi Le nodded, and then said, "Did the boss decide that you should start?" ”

Dele. The smile on Ali's face froze, and his cheeks twitched: "Yi, if you can't speak, don't speak!" ”

"Oh!" Yi Le nodded a little aggrieved.

......

April 12, 4 p.m. Spanish time.

The quarter-finals of the 2016/2017 UEFA Champions League, Barcelona vs Tottenham Hotspur, will be played at the Camp Nou.

The stadium, which was quiet in the morning, was already full of people, with nearly 100,000 Barcelona fans moving in, and the atmosphere at home was extremely frenetic.

In one corner of the South Stand, thousands of Tottenham Hotspur fans were also loudly cheering for the home team, but their voices were quickly drowned out in a huge wave of voice.

This is the quarter-finals of the Champions League, there are no so-called weak teams, and the gap is only a little bit, and there will be no such exaggerated scores.

Therefore, this game will be a test for Tottenham or Barcelona.

It was a tough game for Tottenham!

Barcelona staged a shocking comeback on their home turf in the last round!

This is a huge morale boost, and it can be said that no one in the Champions League quarterfinals wants to face such a Barcelona team.

But unfortunately, Tottenham are the back of the pips!

Or is it then that the Brazilian goalkeeper who drew the lot is poisonous!

Anyway, for Tottenham, this game is particularly difficult!

Barcelona are a strong team in their own right, and Tottenham are still playing away, which tests everyone at Tottenham.

If they want to win, they will have to show more attacking intensity, a more resolute defensive attitude and a more tacit cooperation than ever before!

Especially for Yile, it was a battle for his name.

He's going to tell the whole Camp Nou that you didn't let me play here in the first place is your biggest loss!

......

Before the game, there was silence in Tottenham's dressing room.

Everyone was looking down and sorting out their gear, and they didn't talk, looking very serious.

At this point, Villas-Boas pushed the door open, and all eyes were on his manager.

Boas could feel the solemn atmosphere in the dressing room.

He came to the middle, took a few deep breaths, and said, "Guys, next, I'm going to ask a question, if you qualify, please raise your hand." ”

"How many of you have played in the quarter-finals of the Champions League?"

Hearing this, Tottenham's players looked at each other.

After a while, Ibrahimovic, Higuain and Torres slowly raised their hands, while the others remained motionless, even Villas-Boas.

"Alright! We're a bunch of rookies! Boas laughed at himself and said; No one on the outside world is optimistic about us, except our fans! ”

"The local media in Catalan are complacent because Barcelona drew Tottenham!"

"The German media said that we were a stepping stone for Barcelona to qualify."

'According to the French media, Tottenham have done well enough and we can look forward to next year.

"Even our local English media are speculating that Barcelona will be the one who will advance!"

Speaking of which, many Tottenham fans had angry expressions on their faces.

Boas said lightly; "Is that really the case? Are we weak? ”

"Nope! We're strong, boss! Lori shouted loudly.

"Then why do they feel like we're going to lose?" Boas continued.

Lori said with a stalk around his neck; "Because, we haven't shown the strongest side to them yet!"

"So what's our strongest side?"

Without thinking, Lori said, "Team! ”

After a pause, he added: "My teammates are very strong, they are not weaker than Barcelona, Kane, Ali, Sun, Yi, Zlatan.... Aldved, Verhenton, they are all strong! That's it, I promise! ”

Boas nodded towards Lori and handed the middle spot to Lori.

Lori walked out of the way, this is his duty as captain!

"Tell me, who are we?"

Lori said in a solemn tone.

"Tottenham Hotspur!"

The team members glanced at each other and said one after another.

"I didn't hear that! Be louder! Didn't you eat?!! ”

Bang!!!

Lori slapped his chest, glared angrily, and roared, "Tell me out loud who we are?!! ”

"Tottenham Hotspur !!"

The team members, including Yi Le, blushed and shouted loudly.

"That's right! We are Tottenham Hotspur! We are the warriors who belong to White Hart Lane! We're in Spain, and we're about to set foot on our battlefield! ”

Swish!!

Lori stretched out his right hand, pointed to the outside world, and said, "There! There were more than 6,000 Tottenham fans cheering us on, and there were many more Tottenham fans in England watching the game, expecting to see us bring the news of our victory back to Tottenham, even if it was thousands of miles away, and those loyal fans chose to go with the team! ”

"We are wearing the shirt that belongs to Tottenham, it represents the glory of Tottenham and the glory of the future!"

"Tottenham's best result in the Champions League was the quarter-finals! In the 10/11 season they fell here, but I don't want us to repeat the mistake of giving this 'unwillingness' to the fans again. ”

"Remember, every goal that comes next, every win makes history!"

"No one is optimistic about us, so we tell them that they are wrong!"

'Tottenham are never afraid to fight, even if he is a strong Barcelona, we will beat him and win!'

Lowry walked to the door of the locker room, opened it, and said loudly; "Now! Get out there from here! We go to fight, we go to make history! ”

Fight!!!! ——

Make history!! ————

What was supposed to be a depressing atmosphere was replaced by a wave of enthusiasm, and the Tottenham players were like calves, almost spitting hot air from their noses.

One by one, they walked out of the locker room, and Lori slapped everyone on the back.

Everyone understands that the battle to the death has begun!