Grass roots glory

Chapter 1171

It's the middle of the week again, the Champions League match day.

In the second round of the Champions League quarter-finals, Paris is here.

Most of Manchester is restless, except for a small number of hard-core media in Manchester City next door who choose not to speak out at this time, or focus on Manchester City's Champions League prospects, no matter how much the outside media, large and small, pay attention to, appreciate, look forward to or worship Manchester United , have nothing to do with them.

There is basically no suspense in the second round of Manchester City. In the first round, Dynamo Kiev was overthrown 3:1 in the away game. This is why the media of Manchester City are so confident-Manchester City can pass the test easily, and Manchester United still has a capsized boat Maybe.

Moreover, a competition like the Champions League has exactly the same law as the World Cup: if you are hot, you will die.

United can take away the attention, but the results speak for themselves.

No one pays attention, and the Manchester City media can only comfort themselves with such logic.

From the moment the Parisian team arrived in Manchester, they have received the attention of all the media here, especially the "Manchester Evening News", which has a very close relationship with Manchester United, and they have grasped the key points very keenly.

Many Manchester United media are still subconsciously chasing Di Maria, Ibrahimovic, and Cavani. After all, these are long-established stars. For Ming Tao, many reporters just took a look and saw that the reporter from the "Manchester Evening News" had already arrived , They thought about it and immediately shifted their target.

If it was Zhou Tiancheng, these reporters would have to rush forward even if they did not hesitate to fight. However, Ming Tao still does not have this appeal after all. Offensive players like Maria will do.

Can this Chinese goalkeeper be so awesome in Dream Theater?
Almost all Manchester United reporters don't believe it. In their impression, there are only two goalkeepers in the Theater of Dreams who are gods, one is the Dutchman Van der Sar and the other is De Gea.

But why is there still a Manchester United media like the Manchester Evening News that is so maverick?

They walked up and asked Mingtao questions, which could be seen.

"Ming, did Zhou ever tell you that Old Trafford is different?"

Ming Tao smiled: "We have no contact, it is better not to contact before the game, he and I both think so, ha, but I still know that Old Trafford is very big, bigger than the Parc des Princes Some, haha, that would turn me on, yeah, I think so."

The Manchester United reporters' eyes widened. This answer was beyond their expectations. In their opinion, no matter how big a player is, when they mention Old Trafford, they will definitely show longing expressions. This stadium represents the dream and honor of professional players.

In the end, in Ming Tao's eyes, he was just...big?

what is this?
The reporters of the "Manchester Evening News" carefully observed Ming Tao's eyes. They had to make sure that Ming Tao didn't learn from Zhou Tiancheng. He was very calm before the game, but he was actually gathering strength in his heart.

But it's a pity that they can't see anything abnormal in Ming Tao's eyes, except for the slightly narrowed eyes caused by the smile, they can't see any abnormalities at all.

Ming Tao held his breath all the time. He had just arrived in Manchester. In fact, Blanco was not particularly strict with the team, and even allowed them to visit Manchester.

However, Ming Tao resisted the urge to call Zhou Tiancheng out, and asked him to take him for a stroll around Manchester, staying in the hotel gym, keeping his body warm all the time.

Blanco felt a little surprised when he saw him working so hard.

"Old man, isn't it? Ming is really so risky?" Blanco's eyes widened, and even he couldn't believe it. Although Ming Tao worked hard, it was rare for him to risk his life like this.

Gase smiled: "It's not our credit anyway, Ming must want to be the focus of everyone, the best one among Chinese players."

Blanco grinned, of course he knew what Gase meant, and he could understand it, but it didn't mean he agreed.

"where is he?"

"Gym."

"Damn, why is he still in the gym? The team's training is over, and now it's time for a break. Does he think he can train himself into a saint with extra training now?"

Blanco went directly to the gym and stopped Ming Tao's training.

"Stop, Min!"

Blanc came directly to Ming Tao and turned off the treadmill.

"Huh? Sir, I haven't finished running yet."

"Tell me, how long have you been running?" Blanco said in a serious tone.

"Two 10 minutes."

"Then that's good, it's enough." Blanco turned off the treadmill directly, and said to Ming Tao: "Ming, your task now is to learn to rest. Rest, do you think this will ensure your state? I You know, you want to win Zhou, right?"

Ming Tao paused and smiled slightly: "We also need to win Manchester United, sir."

Blanco shook his shoulders and pulled Ming Tao down: "Okay, okay, do you still need to hide it from me? You think I don't know what you're thinking, do I really not?"

Ming Tao doesn't know what to say this time. Blanco is also a player, and he is a real top player. It is precisely because of this that Paris dared to find him, a person with not very rich coaching experience, to coach this team. Talented people know the thoughts of the stars better.They are the same kind - of course, Ming Tao's current ability is definitely beyond the level of ordinary players, but it can't be reflected in a lineup system like Paris.

"Wanting to win is not something to be ashamed of, so of course you can say it directly, Ming." Blanco laughed, "Although you don't appear on camera as often as Zhou, I know, Ming, you are a person with dreams. "

For Blanco's statement, Ming Tao laughed sincerely. As a professional player, who doesn't have a dream?Who wants to be salted fish?

"Ha, I know, you must find my statement ridiculous, but you want to know what my dream is? Well, I want Paris to win the Champions League."

Ming Tao laughed, he had already guessed this.Because it's the same as he thought.

"We are a young team, if we do it, it will be able to shock the whole of Europe - Manchester United is still in England when it is [-] years old. But do you know how to play this kind of game? Want to win the championship , it’s not just hard work, it’s just a necessary element of a professional player, but it’s not the only one. You know Zhou best, and the reporters say he’s the most exemplary professional player, but you know, he’s the kind of player who only knows how to put his head down and work hard. who did it?"

Ming Tao subconsciously shook his head.

"That's all right, now, come down for me." Blanco said in a decisive and unquestionable tone: "Your task now is to sleep and let every inch of your muscles relax. We need a state of the most Relaxed door god!"

(End of this chapter)