On May 31, in the last round of Ligue 1, Grand Paris played Angers away.

In this game, Yile did not enter the squad, so he did not travel with the team.

Villas-Boas meant to give him a good rest and prepare for the Champions League final in the best possible condition.

But Yi Le is an idle character, and he can't stay at home for half an hour.

Dressed for a run, he ran through the bustling city and ran to Paris Saint-Germain's home stadium, the Parc des Princes.

On the walls of the stadium are still posters of Yi Le and Neymar, two of the stars of Paris.

The huge poster hangs down, swaying slightly in the wind, and at the top is the flag of Paris.

Yi Le stopped for a moment, walked in, and after greeting the security guards, Yi Le entered the Parc des Princes Stadium.

He didn't walk to the pitch, he walked to the stands.

The vast grandstands, without a single person, are occasionally visited by tour groups along the highest walkway, but are not admitted.

They also saw Yile sitting alone in the stands, but under the disguise, they only thought they were staff members and did not pay any attention.

......

Sitting in the stands, Yi Le looked around the vast stands.

He has a wonderful heart and a lot of ideas.

Looking back on his past experiences, he suddenly realized that he had come a long way.

What was once a little boy is now a leader in European football.

He has a large fan base, he has carried a heavy burden on his shoulders, and he has also lost and depressed.

But what remains unchanged is the eternal high faith.

Yi Le looked at every corner, and various pictures rose in his mind.

Champions League quarter-finals!

Derby at the beginning of the season!

Legalist debut and so on...

Just as Yi Le was stunned, a voice interrupted him.

"How does it feel?"

Yi Le turned his head to look and saw a thin old man with gray hair, his cloudy eyes looking at the court, flashing with inexplicable brilliance.

This man is very famous in the Paris club, he is the 'guardian of Paris' Monet Sr.

Monet Sr. has been with the team since its inception in Paris and has now spent 48 years here.

"It used to be called the Noble Club." Old Monet grinned; "But we never felt like a big family, I think Bi Alon has already told you these things, right?"

Yi Le looked at old Monet and nodded.

Old Monet came to Yi Le and sat down, and said with emotion; "That's great!"

Yi Le is also smiling, Paris has a good season with two crowns and a Champions League final.

"This is probably the best of times!"

Yi Le raised his eyebrows; "Isn't the best of times a winning streak?"

"No!" Old Monet shook his head; "I've always been here, I know better than anyone that now is the best of times!"

"You know what? I've been working here for 48 years, and I've greeted a lot of people and sent them off. I've seen too many player experiences, players who made their debut and slowly sank, and players who didn't make a lot of noise, but grew into towering trees. ”

"Dominic, Rochetau!" Old Monet turned his head to look at Yi Le, saw the blankness in the other party's eyes, and said with a smile: "Yes, you don't know, that is the leading player in Paris in 1985, he is a marksman!" ”

"Ginola, Rais, they ushered in the first Ligue 1 trophy for Paris!"

"Of course, there are players like you among these people, the midfield magician, Okocha. Ronaldinho may be more suitable for this title in your perception, but Okocha also plays beautifully, the only downside is that he doesn't have any championship aura. ”

"Many, many people, they came to Paris, they left Paris, groups of people came in and left, the players changed, the manager changed, the management changed, even the investors changed, the only thing that hasn't changed is me, the old guy!"

"That's why I'm best qualified to judge Paris." Old Monet laughed; "What do you think?"

Yile was in awe, and this kind of person who dedicates his life to a team is worthy of respect.

"Do you know why I call it the best of times?"

Yi Le shook his head.

"Because there's a change!" Old Monet smiled happily, and the wrinkles on his face were a little fresher.

"A team has to keep changing, and if it doesn't change, it will be eliminated by the times. Paris has never understood change, and we have not known how to change, and we have always been at a loss. Until you arrive, changing this team in the most brutal and direct way! Old Monet smiled and blinked, "Can I touch your forehead?" ”

Hearing this, Yi Le flatly refused: "No! ”

"Okay!" Old Monet had some pity.

"Paris is good now, it's not as lifeless as it used to be, you inject passion into it, it's been a long time since I've seen those fans spontaneously shouting at the whole stadium, they were the worst of the games, all the fans used to be able to shout at the whole stadium, but these lazy people have forgotten this tradition."

Yi Le's expression was a little strange, 'the worst class', why does it feel inexplicably familiar?

Looking at old Monet, Yi Le asked; "Why don't you go and watch the game, today is the finale!"

"It's not much to see, and..."Old Monet pointed to his heart and said, "I have to let it rest, I don't want to miss the next game!"

Yi Le grinned and said, "Monet, do you know? I'm scared every time I score, you're so excited, and then there's an accident. ”

Hearing this, old Monet paused for a moment, and then smiled dumbly; "No, no, no! You don't have to, if you can leave this way, I'd love to! Of course, I want to see you lift the Champions League trophy first! ”

Yi Le smiled: "You'll see!" ”

"I believe in you."

Old Monet smiled and nodded, then took out a red medal from his coat pocket.

The overall shape is round, and the Paris team emblem is used in the middle, but it is different from the Paris dark blue, red and white three colors in one, which is all red.

Yi Le stretched out his hand to take it, and forgot about the past in confusion.

Old Monet said with a smile; "I wanted to give it to you after the season, but I feel like you're worthy of it right now!"

"Paris is made up of three colours: navy, red and white."

"Deep blue represents elegance, red represents courage and passion, and white represents purity."

"This is the Order of Courage, there are only three similar medals, and this is the second one I have sent out, the Dark Blue Medal in the hands of Batnail, who was the first captain in Paris! As for the White Medal, I haven't sent it out yet, and I'm going to hand it over to the club to accomplish this task. ”

Yi Le played with the Medal of Courage and asked, "What's the use of that?" ”

"In the Champions League final, wear this medal on your coat and you will know what it does!" Old Monet smiled and said, then got up and said; "It's time for me to leave, I made an appointment for a medical check-up, missed this time, I have to make an appointment for a long time."

Yi Le has also heard about the appointment medical treatment in Europe, and can't help but say: "You can go to the team doctor for examination!" ”

Yi Le felt that with the influence of Monet the Elder, Paris would not let it go.

I saw that old Monet shook his head and said, "He is the one who serves you, and I will not occupy your resources." ”

After saying that, he left, and after taking two steps, old Monet turned his head and smiled: "Remember to bring the Medal of Courage, I think you will like it!" ”