Grassroots Glory

Jiang Hao's idea is by no means so simple. Since the Champions League final was finally held on the stadium he played in, he must definitely come to the scene personally, and Zhou Tiancheng wants to participate, he will naturally go to cheer on his buddies. Cheer up.

However, it was not him who went alone. Zhou Tiancheng was invited to his home, nor was it for Xiu Yixiu's mansion on the middle of the mountain. He just wanted to know whether Zhou Tiancheng was a starter or a substitute, which was enough.

He has his own arrangements, but Zhou Tiancheng cannot be known yet.

Zhou Tiancheng had just left his forefoot, and Jiang Hao also left his home. He drove to the bar street of San Siro Stadium, a red tone, with the Milan team flag hanging outside the gate, but with two daggers on the flag... Fan Bar.

Jiang Hao pushed the door in and attracted the attention of the house, and more than 20 heads looked at the door.

"Guys, please do me a favor."

Jiang Hao just walked in, and a few middle-aged people standing by the window stood up immediately: "Oh, Jiang! Why are you here!"

For a time, Jiang Hao seemed to be the only star here, even the fans who were watching the beautiful anchor of the Milan TV station all stood up at once. The **** beauties wearing miniskirts are not as attractive as the red and black legions' frontline star.

"Uncle Raza, ha, am I not coming at the right time, delaying your appreciation of the beauty? Oops, sin and sin." Jiang Hao went straight to the middle of the bar and was approaching an uncle Huo who was joking with the bartender, with his mouth open His joke.

"What are you saying, Jiang, no matter how beautiful the beauty is, you are more attractive than you, ha ha ha ha."

Jiang Hao resisted the urge to turn the river over and over in his stomach: "Uncle Raza, thank you for knowing that I never get involved."

"Okay, Jiang, come here so late, isn't it a chat with the old eccentric man Raza? Although this is our own territory, I can't see you a few times in a season."

Jiang Hao smiled bitterly: "That's why I'm sorry for everyone. But this time I just want everyone to do me a favor, just a little bit."

Jiang Hao's words just fell, and everyone was excited.

"No problem, Jiang, what's the matter with us? Let's just say it."

"Yes, they are all your own people. You need it. As a Milanese and as a fan, we are obliged."

"Secondary, it's been a long time since I agreed with the guy Enno."

Jiang Hao was a little touched in his heart, but then there was some uneasiness, because he didn't know his request, and these Milan fans would not sell their faces like that.

"About the Champions League final, if you have time, go to the scene, and I want you all to cheer on Manchester United, for my own sake."

As soon as he said this, the scene was suddenly quiet, and most people looked at each other unclearly. Therefore, some people scratched their heads in an annoyed manner, and seemed to be making very difficult decisions.

Uncle Laza, who smiled a few seconds ago, also frowned: "Jiang, you know, although our red sharp knife is to support your organization, we are Milanese after all, AC Milan is our only home team, now You let us... I know, it must be because of Zhou, right, for this reason you want us to support him."

Jiang Hao nodded slowly, although he knew he was completely consuming his popularity. In the two seasons in Milan, there can be such a fan group that only exists for him, which means that he has been recognized by the discerning Milan fans. But now... he is planning to let these Milan fans collectively "treason" and test their loyalty to Milan.

The difficulty is very high, and the risk is high. Since Manchester United's promotion to the Champions League final, Jiang Hao has considered it. He thinks he should take a risk.

"Uncle Raza, I know you are embarrassed, but..."

Before Jiang Hao finished speaking, Uncle Raza interrupted him: "Yes, Jiang, for your sake, we can make an exception, only once. And we also have a condition. Next season you must Lead the team to win the UEFA Champions League. How? If we can’t, then we have to return to Milan fans, and it won’t exist here."

Jiang Hao was taken aback, but he nodded almost without hesitation: "Deal!"

Despite the unfairness of this transaction, and even the difficulty of going against the sky, Milan today is not the Milan ten years ago, and the Europa League today is not chicken ribs ten years ago. If Jiang Hao has a God's perspective, he can see the situation in the next few seasons. He will see the traditional UEFA Champions League knockout level confrontation between Arsenal and Chelsea in the UEFA Cup final. Even such a team has come to compete for the Europa League. It is conceivable that Jiang Hao has made a bet on this, and he has bet on the reputation he has earned after two hard seasons.

But that's what happened afterwards. Now the situation is that the Manchester United jerseys that have just arrived in several fan shops around are robbed the first time they are on the shelves.

...

The finals are gradually approaching. Although Jiang Hao's move occupies a large amount of space and word count, probably everyone will scold the unscrupulous author Jun Shui for the word count, but these things are not concerned by the media. Their focus is only two. The teams, to be precise, are the two head coaches.

Zidane has to be a lot more humble. In the face of the camera, he can still make people feel the atmosphere of a generation of midfielders: "Morino is a respectable head coach, but the ten championship trophies in our honor room are enough Proving that Real Madrid is the most successful team in the Champions League, not to mention that we have a healthy Cristiano who can completely rule the stadium~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is obviously not that simple.

At the moment when the pre-match press conference was held, the core lineup of the two sides has actually been guessed by all media in Europe. When the reporters saw training at Manchester United, Zhou Tiancheng was still doing jogging training. At that time, I probably guessed that the possibility of starting was very small.

In this way, Cristiano Ronaldo has become the only superstar on the field? The match between Manchester United and Cristiano Ronaldo is Zhou Tiancheng.

As expected, Zhou Tiancheng's name was not seen in the starting lineup announced by UEFA's official website.

All media are restless, especially the Madrid media. The reporter in front of the Marca newspaper couldn’t even wait and went directly to the hotel lobby of Manchester United to intercept Mourinho: “Mr. Mourinho, can’t Zhou really play? He followed Manchester United to San Siro just to act as a cover ?"

The reporter took the risk of being called out by Mourinho, but Mourinho didn't blame him, instead he smiled at the uninvited guest and stopped to answer the question very seriously: " In a confrontation like the Champions League final, if you say who will use the strongest lineup, just like playing cards except for Wang Wang, it can only prove that this is a crazy gambler. Such people often lose very badly."

Mourinho is very polite, anyone can hear the gunpowder smell in Zidane's words. This is to give Manchester United eye drops, and he is naturally even more polite.

Real Madrid's weakness is not any player, but Zidane himself, this is what people who worry about Real Madrid understand.

In the eyes of the reporter of the Marca newspaper, Mourinho said clearly: I just let Zhou substitute and hide the Wang fried. You are not enough to watch in front of me, rookie!

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