green waist king

Chapter 396 Who Will Be The Champion

On May 5th, at 13 pm local time, there are still two hours before the 3th round of the Premier League will start.

But from noon, Red Army fans began to gather outside Anfield.

If you look down from the air at this time, you will find that there are countless crowds approaching Anfield like a torrent on the streets of the entire city of Liverpool.

At this moment, this city has been completely immersed in an extremely strong atmosphere. Groups of fans can be seen gathering together on the streets. They are wandering in the streets, holding luminous fireworks emitting red smoke, and singing impassionedly. Song.

In the center of Liverpool, two black nanny cars with the words 'Longing for Life' slowly heading towards Anfield.

"This is crazy too!"

In the car, He Jiong looked at all kinds of Red Army fans constantly flashing past the window, and sighed, "This football atmosphere is really shocking!"

"Mr. He, where is this? When a goal is scored on the spot, that kind of sound will instantly make you a teenager and come back!" Lu Han, who was sitting next to He Jiong, laughed and said, "Wait a minute You just know how popular that kid is at Anfield."

"Are you coming soon?" At this moment, Huang Lei, who was sleeping in the third row, took off his blindfold and asked with squinted eyes.

"almost!"

Wang Zhengyu, the program director who was sitting in the co-driver, turned around and said something, and then secretly excited when he saw the hot atmosphere outside the window.

This time their program team came over to shoot a different pilot film.

Now affected by the World Cup in China, the atmosphere is unprecedentedly strong and enthusiastic.

So Wang Zhengyu came up with a whim, wanting to take advantage of this atmosphere and increase the popularity of the new season's program. This time they came here specially for this competition.

"Xiao Di! Will Mo Yang play today?" After finishing speaking, Wang Zhengyu asked Xiao Di who was beside Lu Han.

"I don't know!" Xiao Di shook his head, "He said he was included in the squad for the competition, but whether he can play or not depends on the situation."

Not long after, a group of people came outside the Anfield Stadium.

Seeing tens of thousands of people gathered on the open ground at the entrance, waving flags and singing loudly, everyone was shocked again.

The strong atmosphere made everyone in Xiao Di's group feel their pores open. For a while, they felt like an electric current was flowing through their bodies, and for a while, they felt like they were standing in a hot crater, wrapped in a wave of heat.

"Now I know why people's football is so good!" Huang Lei looked at the fanatical fans and said with emotion.

"boom!!!!!!"

As soon as Huang Lei's words fell, the crowd suddenly burst into an uproar, and there was an overwhelming roar, and then they all rushed towards the entrance.

"Here we come!!" Lu Han pointed to the far entrance of the road in front of him and called out.

Huang Lei and others looked along, and saw eight police horses clearing the way at the end of the black asphalt road, followed by two buses, one red and one white.

Seeing the appearance of their own team, some Red Army fans standing on the road were immediately driven away by the police, while some fans were very conscious and stood directly on the curb.

Wherever the Liverpool bus passed, cheers erupted like waves, and fans set off red luminescent fireworks one after another along the way.

This huge uproar was not stopped until the team bus drove into Anfield.

After the team enters the stadium, the venue opens, and fans begin to enter the stadium, waiting for the start of the game.

"Liverpool! Champions!!!!"

"Liverpool! Champions!!!!!!"

Individual fans chanted slogans, attracting the support of thousands of people at the entrance.

At this time, every Liverpool fan was filled with excited smiles.

Regarding today's championship situation, Liverpool's collective fans are confused.

Before Manchester City was tied with Huddersfield, they had already forgotten the possibility of winning the Premier League and focused on the Champions League. As a result, they never expected such a dramatic reversal.

Huang Lei and his team lined up at the back of the line, staring blankly at the fans in front of them. They all felt that this group of fans was a little crazy and a little incomprehensible.

In China, they have never experienced such an extremely fanatical football atmosphere.

After queuing for nearly 10 minutes, Huang Lei and his party came to Moyang's private room under the leadership of Xiao Di and Lu Han who were familiar with the road.

Entering the box and coming to the stands, there was a burst of heat, and the fans cheered and sang together, which made everyone's heart beat faster and felt that the blood flow in the body was also accelerating.

"Now I know what Xiao Lu said about being young!" He Jiong said with a smile. He only had this kind of excitement when he was on stage when he was young.

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At the same time, Southampton's St. Mary's Stadium was also singing loudly.

This time, tens of thousands of Manchester City fans went to the South Coast with the team, in order to cheer for their team and wait for the peak moment of the team's championship.

Although many fans did not have tickets and could only be forced to stay on the sidelines, they still showed great excitement.

In the locker room of the away team, Guardiola has already started mobilizing before the battle.

All the Manchester City players formed a circle with their arms around their shoulders, looking at Guardiola in the center of the circle, everyone had a high-spirited fighting spirit on their faces.

"The only thing I ask of you in this game is to get rid of Southampton!"

"Go all out in pursuit of offense and put the ball in their goal at all costs!"

"Only offense! A strong offense is our defense!"

"Yes!!!" Manchester City players shouted in unison.

Watching the players walk out of the locker room to warm up one after another, although Guardiola has a confident smile on his face, he is still a little guilty in his heart.

He has already found out that the No. 8 monster in Liverpool is suspected to have recovered from his injury.

He was a little worried when he thought that Mo Yang might play.

He is very aware of Liverpool's offense. Having Mo Yang and not having Mo Yang are completely different things.

"Kevin, what's wrong with you?" Seeing the ball slip past De Bruyne's feet, David Silva patted De Bruyne on the shoulder and pulled him aside. Something is wrong today.

"David, I'm a little worried that we will lose!" De Bruyne smiled wryly.

"Why?" David Silva asked, dumbfounded.

"I'm just a little worried!"

De Bruyne hasn't been honest with David Silva, and he's embarrassed to say so.

Ever since he knew that Mo Yang had recovered from his injury and was likely to play, he felt his heart beating faster until now.

In the past two years, he felt that he was really going to be overshadowed by Mo Yang.

Every time he plays against Liverpool, whether he wins or loses or ends in a draw, his self-confidence will be taken away a little bit.

It made him a little unconfident and sentimental when he thought of Mo Yang now, and he was always worried about something.

Today's match was actually a contest between him and Mo Yang.The comparison is who is more efficient and who can help the team score more goals.

But to be honest, he didn't have the confidence to defeat Mo Yang.

"Kevin, a top midfielder, once he loses his confidence, it will be a terrible thing." David Silva patted De Bruyne on the shoulder and smiled, then turned around and walked away.

In fact, he can probably guess De Bruyne's complicated psychology, because he was also young and encountered such a situation.

The combination of Harvey and Iniesta in the national team even squeezed him to the bench for a while, so he knows that feeling better than anyone else.

But this demon needs to be broken by De Bruyne himself, and outsiders can't and can't help.

Back on the field to warm up by bouncing the ball, David Silva also had the figure of Mo Yang flashing in his head, feeling extremely emotional in his heart.

Compared with Mo Yang, De Bruyne actually has their own advantages.

The media say that Mo Yang is more creative, but De Bruyne is really not bad.

Perhaps the only thing that is missing is the magical attributes of Mo Yang, as well as that unique and eye-catching style of play.

(End of this chapter)