Paris
Outside the Parc des Princes Stadium
Several middle-aged people hurriedly jumped off the subway line 9 and rushed out of the Porte Saint-Cloud station.
"Hurry up, we have to hurry up, there is only half an hour left before the game starts!!"
"Don't we want to hurry up? But this damn train is delayed, and the subway is still The delay makes me feel more alive."
"Old Wang and the others should wait impatiently."
A few middle-aged people who have not exercised all year round were running on Santa Cruz Avenue. , you can vaguely see the Parc des Princes on their right.
"Monkey, slow down the fuck. If I had caught up with you 10 years ago, I would have beaten you!"
The tall, thin middle-aged man called Monkey turned around and smiled casually: "Hahaha , I have been single until now, and my hands are fast, and my feet are of course fast. What are you doing with your carelessness?”
“Uncle, wait for your dad!” A slightly fat man! Panting heavily, I ran out of energy after running more than a hundred meters.
Not only him, but several people around him also felt as if their calves were filled with lead. Seeing that they could turn right to Gulbao Road in less than 200 meters, they really couldn't run anymore. .
The "monkey" who was running at the front stopped and after checking that there were no annoying "community natives" around him, he took out a cigarette and lit it for himself.
"Look at you, all of you are useless, what's the good of getting married?" Monkey exhaled a puff of smoke and continued to taunt: "We have organized a trip to Manchester to watch football for half a year, and it has only taken shape now. The air ticket cost is Borrow it from me, I bought the ticket, hum!"
Seemingly getting more and more angry as he thought about it, Monkey's tone became more serious: "Even the video of pretending to be a work leader asking for leave is fucking true! I'm in disguise, what else do you want besides asking me to wash my feet when I return home?"
As he spoke, several dark figures slowly came up.
"What?! Damn you, are you going to rebel?"
Several people looked at each other and pounced on them at the same time, no longer as weak as before.
"Bang bang!"
The fat man in the lead clapped his hands and lit a cigarette: "I'll let you show off your shortcomings. I haven't beaten anyone in so many years. It feels good!"
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The people behind them were also looking fresh and ready to light one in this foreign country.
"You bitch, give me back my cigarette!"
Hearing the sudden "resurrection" sound behind them, several people hurriedly ran away.
It was already 8:30 in the evening. Under the illumination of the street lights, the shadows of several people were gradually lengthened.
It is very similar to the figure running outside the campus and rushing to the Internet cafe more than ten years ago.
Well, it’s just that everyone is no longer young.
Outside the stadium, Lao Wang and the others, who had been waiting here early, kept looking at the intersection.
"Thief Sun, there are different categoriesrun! "
"I will tell your wife when I get back that you failed to pursue her best friend when you were in college... Oh, it hurts! "
Several old men appeared noisily on the street. Lao Wang walked forward quickly: "Hurry, the entrance here is very ink-stained, don't treat Paris as a country! "
Several people stopped noisy and looked at the once elegant and elegant roommate, who was now a shy and half-bald middle-aged man.
"Here. ....Why? "
Before Lao Wang handed over his jersey, he was hugged one by one by brothers he hadn't seen for more than ten years.
"What are you doing? If you miss dad, you can directly video ,Oh shit. "Lao Wang raised his head and tried to keep his eyes open: "The wind is really strong today. ”
“Look at you, you are awesome. You will never come back after marrying Yangma. How dare you be our adoptive father?” "
There was another commotion, and only a few people took over the customized jerseys.
"China is making noise? "
Lao Wang put the jersey on his body: "There is a big boss in China who formed a support group for the national team fans, so I followed suit. "
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"Ranger: Monkey? "The monkey looked at the small words printed on his jersey.
"Ranger: Er Fat? "
"Ranger: Siberian tiger? ”
“Hey, how’s it going?” "At this time, Lao Wang has not noticed the changes in the eyes of several people, and is still complacent.
"Very good. "A few people slowly stepped forward with great tacit understanding, isolating Lao Wang from the others.
"Hey... don't do it, you bitch, you actually used evil tricks... Ouch——! "
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The scene returned to the home team's locker room, and the [400 Million Wandering] team was muttering something.
Before Messi arrived, as Brazil's Zhang Zhenyue and France's Song Xiaobao have a pretty good relationship.
After being tied by Manchester United, Paris went on a killing spree in the domestic league.
The two also changed before. They have become more and more tacit, and some fans even feel that they have hit the CP. It is so sweet.
So their combination is also jokingly called Paris Beer Sweet.
Let’s get back to the topic. Paris, back at home, has 4 away goals. As long as it is a draw, they will qualify.
Commander Tu was talking about the final arrangements on the tactical board, but the players seemed a little distracted. The smooth domestic situation seemed to have allowed them to regain their confidence.
Looking at the players who were not nervous at all, the sister-in-law sighed inwardly: "I still won't renew the contract, maybe it's time to leave. It's time. "
On the other side, Mourinho pushed away the tactical board sent by Faria.
He held up his handsThrowing back his [lucky suit]: "Yesterday, Liverpool won at the Allianz Arena, Ajax defeated Real Madrid, and even Tottenham advanced."
Murry Neo lowered his voice: "Europe, I haven't heard Manchester United's voice for a long time."
"Forget the League Cup championship, forget the Europa League championship, Paris is not our end."
< p> "If God wants us to fail, then after we defeat Paris, give us an opponent strong enough for us to prove ourselves!""Let, the whole of Europe, listen to the message from Manchester Let’s shout together!”
Hiss—!
Faced with such inflammatory words, the locker room was boiling again.
The players have begun to dream about it, even if they draw Barcelona, Manchester City or Liverpool in the top 8!
The head coach is right, they have indeed not spoken in Europe for a long time.
As the players slowly walked out of the tunnel, Lin Mo's face turned ugly. How could this young team have such die-hard fans?
The crazy shouting kept Lin Mo's brain in a buzzing state. The level of noise was far beyond what Old Trafford could match.
Turning his head, a huge tifo began to rise slowly.
"Oh my god, who dares to say that the Parc des Princes is the most terrifying stadium in Europe?"
"This should be the French movie star Belmondo, right?"
< p> As Lao Zhan explained, Belmondo on the left raised his pistol and pointed to the opposite side.The picture also followed to the opposite stand, and the tifo of Manchester United Red Devil Fred also slowly rose, but there were a few more bullet holes in his body.
In an instant, countless fireworks exploded behind Belmondo Tifo.
Mourinho shook hands with Tuchel under such circumstances: "It's a beautiful show of force."
"Thank you."
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