The biggest fanatic in football

Three days later on April 10th.

Li Polo welcomed his old teammates from Valencia.

As the host, he needs to invite the other party back this time...

"After all, this is the British imperial capital, and the paparazzi outside can form two football teams!"

Valencia's leader and team captain Daniel Parejo took off his sunglasses and joked with a smile.

But what he said is also true. Although the city of Valencia is full of entertainment, it is only a local city in Spain after all. Compared with the capital of the British Empire for hundreds of years, it is still far less prosperous.

In the largest box of this nightclub, in addition to fruits and delicacies, there are also all kinds of fine wines on the coffee table: champagne, brandy, tequila, whiskey, vodka, and even an open bottle of Maotai...

"No need to save money for him, I heard that he can now earn hundreds of thousands of pounds from one advertisement on his personal platform!"

Feiguli directly picked up a bottle of brandy, poured himself a glass "Tontonton", then gently shook the glass, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed, showing a look of appreciation:

“The smell is so intoxicating!”

Van Dyck just picked a bottle of the most ordinary champagne:

"I know you are rich now, but... I remember you don't know much about wine."

Lee Polo and Van Dyke had somewhat similar backgrounds. They were both poor children. They had been washing dishes and doing hard labor outside to make ends meet since childhood, so they had very little knowledge about wine tasting.

Li Polo shrugged his shoulders and raised his chin towards the people around him:

"I still can't drink too much today, so I specially invited some of my friends to come and have fun with you."

Remy, Moses, Fabregas, Pedro, Willian, and Luis stood up almost at the same time and bowed to the Valencia players:

"Welcome to London, guys!"

A Frenchman, an African, two Spaniards, and two Brazilians. In order to provide the most considerate hospitality to his teammates in Valencia, Li Polo did his best.

Looking at the battle in front of him, Parejo was secretly speechless:

[Is this the unique boss in the Chelsea team? 】

[Even with my status in Valencia, it is impossible for five or six teammates to help me become a wise guest!]

Brazilian midfielder Barbosa joked:

"Hey, I don't want a man to drink with me!"

His Brazilian eldest brother William punched him in the head:

"How are you talking to Polo?"

Luis, another Brazilian eldest brother, shook his long hair and pointed at the door:

"Nowhere else in London, there are third-rate models and actors everywhere!"

There was a soft sound, and twenty or thirty young girls in different costumes walked in.

Barbosa, who had just turned 22, opened his mouth wide:

"This seems to be Angela Danez? I seem to have seen her in some online movie!"

Li Polo was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but glance:

[Huh? Natsu isn’t very big either. Why is he called Danais? 】

Parejo clicked his tongue again in his heart:

[Is this the strength of a superstar? Anyone you can recruit looks more advanced than the most expensive one in Valencia!]

He quickly withdrew his gaze and sent a video message to another of his former teammates with some regret:

"Brother, you should stay in Valencia, otherwise we will never fight again in this life!"

The recipient of the video was his former close roommate in Valencia - Zakaria Bakari.

Because he was not valued by Neville, the Belgian had to find his own way out. He left the team at the beginning of the season and joined Eintracht Frankfurt in the Bundesliga. Watching the feasting in the video, he couldn't help but curl his lips sourly:

"Be careful if you have too much fun and your wife will kick you out of bed!"

Li Polo laughed, patted his butt and stood up:

"You guys play first, and I'll go home first!"

Barbossa, who was busy discussing the size of Nez with young actors in London, didn't even look up:

"When the day comes when you become a father, you must share the joy with us!"

-

In order to entertain his old teammates, Lee Polo spent all his money.

He spent at least three hours of his income to let these dozen new and old teammates have fun and ensure that they would not secretly accuse him of being "stingy" when he returned to Valencia.

Calculated based on his current annual income of 300 million (conservative estimate), the income in three hours is almost more than 120,000 pounds, which is equivalent to one-third of the cost of his online advertisement.

This meal is indeed quite expensive! -

Although Parejo, Van Dijk, Figuly and others are all very professional football stars, and they did not make a scene very late the night before, nor were they exposed by the paparazzi about the rioting, drinking and sex have always hurt people.

, even at noon the next day, they still felt that their state was affected.

Neville was somewhat dissatisfied when he saw that the players were a little careless.

He even wanted to move to the bench and tell them about the mistakes his old teammate Giggs made back then.

The main content is, of course, that Giggs, who had just become famous, was led to a wild life by his Manchester United teammates, indulged in drinking and debauchery, and his condition declined drastically. If Ferguson hadn't decisively taken action to save him, the Welsh winger might have perished long ago.

But... the negative news about Wong Lao Kat has been flying all over the world in the past few years. Even in Europe, where people's customs are open, the mistakes he committed are unethical and despised. He is really not suitable as a learning object for young people.

Neville could only mutter in a small area:

"How much did they drink? Were they too relaxed before the Champions League game?"

"Am I the only one who wants to stage a huge comeback at Stamford Bridge?"

His brother Phil Neville was silent for a long time, and finally handed him a glass of iced lemonade:

"Gary, drink some ice water and wake yourself up!"

"You were the one who drank too much last night, right?"

-

On the evening of April 11, Neville, whose confidence was shattered by his younger brother, finally saw the reality clearly and led the team to challenge Chelsea at Stamford Bridge.

With the 6:2 score in the first round as a background, both sides played very relaxedly.

Because Chelsea has such a huge advantage, they don't have to worry about overturning in the gutter.

And Valencia is a mess...

[As long as Li Polo doesn't cause a lot of damage in front of his old teammates, everyone will still have to play!]

The final score was also very harmonious. Lee Polo had 2 goals and 1 pass. Hazard and Luiz each scored a goal. Cesc Fabregas contributed two assists. Chelsea scored a total of four goals.

Valencia, who played away from home, were not empty-handed. With Parejo's direct free kick, they also scored a face-saving goal and lost 1:4 at Stamford Bridge.

But the score is not ugly.

After all, in the first round at their home court, the Bats were beaten by their opponents for six consecutive goals. In the second round at Chelsea's home court, Valencia only conceded four goals.

This fully shows that Valencia's defense has made huge progress within a week! -

The away game was 6:2 and the home game was 4:1. Lee Polo scored 6 goals in two rounds, leading Chelsea to a 10:3 massacre of his old club and advancing to the semi-finals of the Champions League.

In the other three groups of duels, there were no surprises in the final winners.

Real Madrid, which beat Juventus 3:0 away from home in the first round, obviously relaxed a little after returning to their home court. They were almost overturned by Juventus. Fortunately, Ronaldo scored a penalty kick at the last minute and narrowly escaped with a total score of 4:3.

In contrast, Bayern was very stable, beating Roma 3:1 at home and taking a total advantage of 5:2.

There was no suspense for Liverpool. The three-goal advantage in the first round was not wasted. In the second round, they moved to the Etihad. Taking advantage of the low morale of Manchester City who had just lost to Manchester United, Klopp played steadily and escaped with 2:1.

, with a total score of 5:1, a double defeat against Guardiola.

When it came to the semi-finals, UEFA actually held a lottery ceremony and invited dozens of sports media and a roomful of football celebrities just to watch the host talk nonsense for 25 minutes...

Under the guidance of Shevchenko's big hands, it only took 2 minutes to complete the grouping of the semi-finals...

Real Madrid vs Liverpool.

Bayern Munich vs Chelsea.

This lottery makes people suspect that there must be something fishy.

Otherwise, why is it always a team with five words vs. a team with three words?