Chapter 155: The Champions League Fever is Rolling In

The Champions League final is approaching.

On the global network, keywords about 'Champions League', 'Final', 'Real Madrid', and 'Tottenham Hotspur' have become hot searches, and all major portals are posters about the Champions League, which is the highest in history.

And in the far East, Chinese fans can't wait.

WeChat Moments, Weibo, etc. have been swiped by messages such as 'Champions League' and 'Yile Come on', and everyone is paying attention to this focus battle.

The Champions League storm has swept the world, and fans are waiting for it.

Cinemas, bars and other entertainment venues have Champions League events, and they invite fans to come and watch the game, and all kinds of activities are flying.

What is 'the first bottle is free', 'how much you spend will give you a set of genuine Yile jerseys', etc...

It can be called the biggest football event since the 02 World Cup.

And along with this football festival, Yile's influence has also reached its peak.

On WeChat, you can start the activity of 'Helping Yile', you can vote to grab red envelopes, and there are three opportunities every day, and fans are also enthusiastic to participate.

Driven by a number of activities, this Champions League craze has been pushed even higher.

In anticipation, June 4, 2017 quietly arrived.

The Champions League final is here!

......

With the crisp chirping of birds in the early morning, the sky is covered with morning glow, and a ray of sunlight shines on the earth, and the night is banished.

In the early morning, there is still a sense of midnight coolness in the air, but it is gradually replaced by warm sunlight.

The whole atmosphere is like the quiet of the morning before the sports meeting.

In a short time, the frenzy gradually awakened in this city where the modern and the old coexist!

Crowds began to appear in the streets and alleys, one by two, one by one, and it was already crowded at eight o'clock in the morning.

The various stores are starting to open, and they are obviously opening much earlier, and they are also preparing for this football event.

The city was gradually occupied by the fans, who were talking, calling friends, shouting loud slogans, waiting for the opening of the final.

Li Wen and other CCTV production teams also arranged early.

The first group started their way to the Millennium Stadium.

No one is allowed inside the venue, but they can still shoot on the periphery.

When they arrived, reporters from all over the world also came, they subconsciously looked up, accompanied by the dazzling sun, a Champions League flag hunting and shaking, the golden flag in the sun exuded divine brilliance, extremely charming.

The second group went to Cardiff Street, where they saw the fanatical fans and placed their cameras at street intersections to pose for photos, and their hearts were pounding again.

The third group went to the hotels where the two clubs were staying to photograph Tottenham and Real Madrid's preparations respectively.

Of course, they are not allowed to enter to disturb the players, so wait in front of the hotel.

......

Tottenham's players wake up early and eat breakfast before free time, but inside the hotel.

The players were hanging out in twos and threes, some playing cards and some playing games.

They used their own methods to decompress, after all, the Champions League final is a very stressful game for everyone.

Of course, there are also people who have strange habits, such as Lori, who got up early in the morning and began to pray, prayed for an hour, and finally drew an inexplicable symbol on his glove, which was relieved, and his whole temperament changed.

This kind of thing is not necessarily true, but it has a great psychological effect.

Yi Le freshened up, had breakfast, and waited in the hotel lobby at about nine o'clock.

And the media outside also slapped him through the window.

During this period, some waiters would also ask Yile for autographs, and Yile smiled to meet everyone's needs.

About ten minutes passed.

The reporters finally saw a classic car slowly coming, and an old man in a dress, holding a 'civilized stick' in his hand, and wearing a top hat stepped out of the car.

He walked up the stairs and up the hotel.

In the curious eyes of the reporters, Yi Le actually went out to greet him, watching the old man open his hands from a distance, laughing and shouting: "Grandpa Miranda!" ”

Miranda was also very happy, he stepped forward and gently hugged Yile, and the two sat down in the cafeteria and chatted very happily.

On the other hand, some reporters are a little inexplicable, who is this?

But there were also some well-informed journalists who recognized Miranda's identity, La Masia's youth director, and it dawned on others that this teacher-student relationship is rumored to be a good story in football, such as Alex Ferguson and Cristiano Ronaldo.

......

For Yile's meeting in the morning, CCTV also reported simultaneously, and some photos have been posted on the Champions League special network.

"Yile's Meeting with His Teacher! 》

When fans saw this report, they also commented.

"I feel that Yile is very happy, how happy he is smiling!"

"I know this old man, Miranda, the boss of La Masia!"

"This is the guy who brought Yile to Spain, right? Gee... I always feel that there is a leader like Miranda between me and Yile, who will discover me? ”

"Big brother, Gui Geng?!"

β€œ45! What the hell! Looking down on middle-aged people? Lao Tzu kicks the ball and is fierce! ”

Miranda didn't stay long, and he left quickly.

Before leaving, Miranda untied his tie to reveal the shirt inside, which was clearly Tottenham's, but he was not wearing it outside.

Miranda winked with a smile and said, "This is the first time I've worn another team's jersey, don't say it." ”

Yi Le smiled and nodded.

After seeing Miranda off, Yile returned to his teammates and waited to go to the playing field.

......

At 4pm, Tottenham Hotspur was ready to go.

Led by Boas, they walked out of the hotel, bathed in loud cheers along the way, ready to board the bus.

Tottenham fans were isolated on the periphery and they went out of their way to cheer and shout.

"Come on, boys!!"

"We'll win!!"

"Victory! Victory! ”

"Fight!! Fight!! ”

In the midst of these cheers, an abrupt and gruff voice suddenly came.

"Easy !! If you lose!! I'm going to kick your ass!!! ”

This nondescript cheering made Tottenham fans shudder for a moment, and they frowned and subconsciously turned their heads to look.

When they saw a shirtless man with No. 21 painted on his chest with a black charcoal ratio, a fleshy face, and a fierce man with one foot on the railing, facing the security guard on the side, they were silent.

Can't afford to mess with it!

Yi Le was also attracted by this familiar sound.

When he saw that Ralde was like a bull, putting his head against the guard's forehead and spitting incense, he couldn't help laughing, turned his head to report to Boas, and then walked over to that side.

"Bastard! Believe it or not, I pulled your bowels out and tied them?!! ”

"Dare to look at me? You don't respect me? Come on, come on! Let's fight!! ”

β€œe on!!”

Ralde kept shouting, and the security guard frowned and looked at each other with an unkind expression.

At this time, Yi Le came over, and he shouted, "Ralde! ”

Raldeden quieted down and pointed to the security guard: "Yi, I swear, he provoked first!" ”

Yi Le shook his head helplessly, turned his head and apologized to the security guard, who then turned his head and ignored Lalde.

Yi Le walked up to Rald and said; "I'm not giving you a ticket, but I'm not here to get you into trouble!"

"I understand! Hey. Rald looked at Yi Le with a grin, and then he stared at Yi Le with blazing eyes, and said; You're going to win this game, right, just like you did when you were at Millwall?! ”

Yi Le smiled, did not answer, patted the other party's shoulder, and slowly walked towards the bus.

Ralde remained staring at Yi Le's back without blinking, until he saw Yi Le raise his index finger and slowly raise his arm.

Ralde's body shook, a strange emotion flowed in his heart, he took a deep breath, opened his arms, and roared loudly: "Forward!!" Victory will be ours in the end!! ”

"Millwall!! Banzai!!!! ——”

"Hooray!! ——”

"Hooray!! ——”

Loud slogans resounded in the air.

As if alone, Ralde shouted at the bus.

Under the gaze of thousands of people, he shouted a slogan alone, a slogan that belonged to the depths of their memory!

As the bus drove farther and farther, Ralde's cheers gradually dissipated.

Inside the bus, Yi Le's expression became extremely solemn.

He knows...

Decisive battle! Here it comes!