C Ronaldo begged me not to naturalize, Yosi was so envious that he cried

The battle was won, and the battle was won.

Faced with a powerful enemy, the sky above the Monaco team seemed to be filled with unprecedented pressure, making every player training on the field look particularly serious.

Because everyone knew that if they won this game, they would be one step closer to the first place in the league, but if they lost, it was very likely that they would be surpassed by Paris Saint-Germain in the next period of time.

The rich Paris Saint-Germain was terrible, and the revived Paris Saint-Germain was even more inhumane.

All the French Ligue 1 teams had a consensus on this point.

In Ligue 1, Paris Saint-Germain, which has an absolute dominant position, is only third in the league now, but no one can underestimate the other side.

At the last lunch time before the war, I don’t know who took the lead first. Lei Ming was eating when he was suddenly touched on the head. This head-touching killing that affects his appetite caught him off guard.

Just when he wanted to curse the other party, Moutinho's comforting voice came to his ears: "Come on, Ray, we will help you keep the record."

I thought it was over and I could continue to eat, but I didn't expect that his head would become everyone's lucky rub.

B 席: "Come on, Ray, I will help you."

Glick: "Come on, Ray, I will be the strongest man in front of you."

Sidibe: "We will all help you, Ray!"

Fabinho: "Come on, Ray!"

Falcao: "You are the best."

...

One after another, they seemed to have discussed it, and they all patted their heads one by one, but they didn't know that his head had been pressed on the plate at this time.

When the last hand was placed on his head, Mbappe was horrified to find that Ray's eyes didn't seem to be encouraged, but more like a stimulated death row prisoner.

He comforted him, "Brother Lei, don't be afraid. Even if you lose the record, I will guarantee victory! But the premise is that you must pass the ball to me."

"Real Madrid has BBC, Barcelona has MSN, so our Monaco is better than them, so we came to the ML combination to debut on the spot."

Mbappe said with a smile, imagining the scene of the two killing each other on the field, and the wrinkles on his face deepened!

"Why not the LM combination?"

"Haha, it doesn't matter. I'm a striker, so it must be the ML combination!"

"Take your hands away and get out of here!"

After this roar, Mbappe realized that Brother Lei's head was still being rubbed in the plate by himself! Mbappe was so scared that he hurriedly fled the scene.

The next day, Mbappe took action and announced the official debut of Monaco's ML combination in front of the media with a smile.

Lei Ming, who was sitting in the Paris Saint-Germain dressing room, looked at the exaggerated close-up poster of Mbappe on the newspaper and rolled his eyes at Mbappe next to him: "Xiao Mu, before ML debuts, I think you should first get the head coach, you are still just a substitute! There is only one L on the field, not M!"

Mbappe: "..."

"Hahaha!" Everyone in the dressing room laughed.

At this time, the applause of the head coach Jardim was also heard.

"Pa~"

"Pa~"

"Pa~"

"Guys, before this, you all worked hard and did well, and you also proved yourself with your results in the league."

"Paris Saint-Germain may be strong, but they are still below us now. From the surface, it is clear who is stronger and who is weaker."

"I agree with Kylian's approach. He fully demonstrated the fighting spirit of our Monaco, but don't doubt it, you are still a substitute."

"Hahahaha!" The hearty laughter of Monaco came from the dressing room.

"What you have to do next is very simple, that is, use your ability to defeat the opponent again!"

"So what about Paris Saint-Germain? In our eyes, they are just eleven people."

"OK, that's all I have to say. Treat it with a normal mind and believe that victory will belong to the younger us."

Jardin changed his previous tactical layout. Today, he didn't want to talk about any tactics, because they had practiced what they should practice, and the rest just needed to leave the game time to them to lead.

Perhaps because of the encouragement of the head coach and Mbappe could only look at the combination with L on the sidelines, the solemnity in everyone's eyes also reduced a little.

.........

"Toure, is Paris Saint-Germain strong? I don't think so. In my opinion, the reason why Cavani can score goals in a row and occupy the scorer list is because he hasn't

They just met me!"

"Even if Di Maria is added, it won't work, because I have completely mastered their habits."

"Sidibe, didn't you say Draxler is hard to defend? In my opinion, it is very easy to defend. Just pull him down. Don't be afraid of the referee's penalty, I am here!"

"These losers, watch me shut them out. ”

Toure: "..."

Sidibe: "..."

The game was about to start. In the player tunnel, the two teams were standing together. The two did not expect that Lei, who was always steady and not very talkative, suddenly said something shocking and directly said what was in their hearts.

The originally quiet atmosphere in the entire player tunnel suddenly became tense. The players of Paris Saint-Germain looked at the Monaco defense line one after another, feeling insulted.

Everyone looked at the goalkeeper behind with angry eyes.

The two were shocked when they heard Lei Ming's words. Brother, don't make trouble at this time. It's easy to cause a fight in the tunnel. Maybe you have to lie here before you go on the court.

However, Lei Ming did not see the crazy eyes the two gave him, and continued to try to drag the tough guy Glick into the water.

Glick was so scared that he quickly turned around and covered the other's mouth, but he didn't dare to let him continue to pretend!

"Lei! Lei, calm down, calm down, don't talk, good boy!!! "

Lei Ming's sudden change made his teammates look at him in surprise.

At this time, warm applause came from the Parc des Princes. The host of the stadium shouted the names of the players of the two teams, and everyone walked towards the stadium one by one.

When the players of both teams shook hands with each other, Lei Ming's sneer never stopped.

This made everyone in the attacking group of Paris Saint-Germain angry when they saw the expressions of the other party asking for a beating.

And Lei Ming, who saw all this, seemed very satisfied.

Sure enough, these people are firecrackers. They are a little bit excited after just being stimulated.

However, feeling the atmosphere of the Parc des Princes is indeed completely different from the small stadium in Monaco. The ground here can even vibrate because of the cheers of the fans. Their jumping seems to be able to be transmitted to the hearts of the players, making the players high-spirited.

It's just a pity that this is not their home court!

That night, more than 40,000 people present were enemies.