On the day of the Champions League final, Feng Shiyu knocked on the door of Gao Zheng's parents, and according to the original plan, he would take the two of them to visit the famous tourist attraction of Milan - Milan Cathedral today.

However, after opening the door, the uncle and aunt refused the trip: "Let's rest in the hotel today, Shiyu." I was a little tired yesterday and ...... Your Uncle Gao, he said that he is not religious, so he doesn't need to go to church. ”

Feng Shiyu was a little surprised: "If you don't believe in religion, you can go to the church, just don't treat it as a religious place, just look at it as a strange ......"

Gao Zheng's mother glanced back at her husband in the room, and said to Feng Shiyu in a low voice: "Actually, his mind is full of night games now, and he doesn't have the heart to go out to play......

Feng Shiyu suddenly understood this mood.

Compared to the Champions League final in the evening, what is "one of the five cathedrals of the world", what is "the symbol of the city of Milan", what is "the place of Napoleon's coronation"...... All unattractive.

So Feng Shiyu didn't persuade the two of them to go out to play, she nodded her head to show understanding: "Then Auntie, you rest first, if you have anything to call me." ”

"Okay, why don't you go back to sleep for a while? I don't think you're jet lag good, and you still get up so early......"

"It's okay, young man, get used to it." Feng Shiyu said goodbye to Gao Zheng's mother with a smile.

Closing the door, Gao Zheng's mother said to her husband with emotion: "What a sensible girl...... A big singer, but she doesn't have a shelf at all, she is really wronged to be a tour guide for us, a star like her must be very busy...... Ah Zheng's child is really, people are so busy, and they still ask her to be our tour guide, it's really nonsense......"

Gao Zheng's father, who was sitting on the sofa in pajamas and looking at his mobile phone with reading glasses, snorted: "Didn't the poem say, she and Ah Zheng are good friends, shouldn't good friends help each other?" Besides, what are you worrying about between young people? ”

Hearing her husband say this, Gao Zheng's mother thought for a while, and then sighed: "What a good girl!" ”

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"Dad, I think we're a little early......" Franko Borata grumbled as he looked at the closed door outside the San Siro Stadium in Meazza.

The two of them took the first train from Genoa to Milan, and it was only ten o'clock in the morning that they were already outside the stadium. But the game didn't kick off until 8:45 p.m., and they had to wait here for eleven hours.

"Earlier?" Fat boss Borata looked around, and the square was already full of elements of this year's Champions League final.

UEFA and Champions League logos are everywhere, as are promotional posters and flags for the two participating teams.

Not only that, but some fans wearing Real Madrid and Atletico Madrid shirts have already appeared in the open space outside the stadium.

There are also people with tents, presumably waiting here since last night.

"Look at them, we didn't come last night, it's not too early!" Borata said to his son, pointing to the tents. "Besides, let's come early and get a good spot."

"Dad, the game is seated in the right number, you have your own seat early and late, you don't have to occupy a good seat......"

"You know what? I said a good position to wait until the Atletico Madrid bus came, we could be in the front row, so that we could be seen at a glance! ”

When the father said, proud of his cleverness.

But the son thought about it for a long time, and finally timidly put forward a different opinion: "But Dad, how do you know which side of the bus window Gao will sit on?" ”

If they are standing on this side, but Gao Zheng is sitting by the window on the other side of the car, even if they are standing in the first row, can't they see it?

The smug expression on Old Borata's face froze.

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He Ping saw his commentator pick up his phone in the restaurant and take a photo, with the breakfast he had just served as the foreground and an outdoor advertisement outside the hotel window in the background, which was the promotional poster for the Champions League final.

"Why?"

"Post a tweet." Xu Yang said while operating on his mobile phone. "Alright.

He Ping took out his mobile phone, refreshed Weibo, and saw the latest news of his partner: "Good morning, Milan." ”

Here's the picture.

He Ping smiled: "You are quite literary." ”

"If it's a normal Champions League final, I wouldn't do it. But this time is different, this is the first time in the history of our Chinese players to participate in the Champions League final. Xu Yang said, put down his phone, and began to enjoy the food he had just brought. I think it is better to post a special Weibo here to commemorate this special moment. ”

He Ping shook his head, he didn't post on Weibo. In fact, he used to like to post a Weibo with positioning and attach a photo of himself whenever he went to a place.

But later, because every time he posted on Weibo, many fans scolded him, Real Madrid fans scolded him as Barcelona's dog, Barcelona fans scolded him as a Royal Circus dog, and hated the national football party because of his holy grail and spittoon arguments and scolded him for being a tiger.

He was tired of such bottomless personal attacks on the Internet, so he gradually stopped posting on Weibo.

Today's special day is a special moment for Chinese football, but he just commemorates it in his heart, so he won't post on Weibo.

He didn't have the energy to deal with the bartenders.

He picked up his coffee cup and squinted at the outdoor billboard outside the window.

I really can't imagine that I will one day be able to explain the Champions League final with Chinese players participating......

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Griezmann, who was sitting opposite Gao Zheng for dinner, yawned, and Gao Zheng asked strangely, "Anthony, didn't you sleep well?" I see you've yawned several times in just a few minutes. ”

"I'm sorry......" Griezmann yawned again as he opened his mouth to answer the question, and then he rubbed his eyes. I didn't sleep well last night. ”

"Why can't I sleep well? Yesterday, there were no Real Madrid fans outside the hotel until midnight, and the mattress was moderately soft and comfortable...... I didn't even roll over, and I slept until dawn. ”

"I'm a little nervous......," Griezmann said with some embarrassment.

"Nervous?" Gao Zheng was surprised by this answer.

"Aren't you nervous, Gao?" Griezmann asked.

"I don't." Gao Zheng shook his head.

"This is the first time to play in a Champions League final......

"It's my first time playing in a Champions League final, but I've seen it many times." Gao Zheng said.

"That's different!" Griezmann shook his head, "It's a different thing to see and actually play!" ”

"I know it's two different things, Anthony. But if you haven't played in a Champions League final before, it's good to watch the Champions League final so much. In our country, there is a saying: 'Have you never eaten pork and never seen a pig run?' This means that it is better to have seen than not to have seen. Gao Zheng explained. And the Champions League final is not a cabbage, how can it be so easy to participate. Aren't there a lot of people who are playing in the Champions League final for the first time? ”

"Real Madrid players have it." Griezmann said.

"It's okay, we have it here. Captain, Godin...... They all have. Gao Zheng said.

The last time the two teams met in the Champions League final was two years ago, and many of the teams have not left yet, so they are all experienced.

But Griezmann would like to say, but people are victories, we are defeats......

Of course, in the end, Griezmann did not dare to say this, but kept it in his heart.