On the evening of March 9, 2007, cloudy

Real Madrid and his party arrived at Barcelona's El Prat Airport by special plane. Before they arrived in Barcelona, ​​countless fans and reporters had already gathered at the airport's waiting hall.

When Yang Cheng and the players got off the plane, they received feedback from the team leader immediately. The airport gathered hundreds of reporters and more than 3,000 Real Madrid fans. They were all waiting for Real Madrid's arrival inside and outside the airport. This was undoubtedly a heavyweight welcoming ceremony. Even as a local team, Barcelona may not be able to enjoy such treatment.

The words Yang Cheng said at the press conference at noon were circulating through the Internet, and the fans of both sides had already received the news. Cruyff also fought back on his Weibo, believing that Yang Cheng intended to provoke an infighting in Barcelona before the game.

In addition to journalists and Real Madrid fans, Barcelona fans are always indispensable in Barcelona.

The airport even claimed that this was the most troublesome thing they had ever encountered. They even had to dispatch all the ground staff and security checks quickly, and even hired police officers to help. In the huge waiting hall, they used iron fences to divide the fans and reporters of the two teams into three different areas.

When Real Madrid walked into the gate, all fans and reporters had to stand outside the iron fence, otherwise they would be controlled on the spot.

This is not a joke. Some fans have issued a hunting order on the Internet, saying that they want Yang Cheng to come to Barcelona alive and leave dead. If something really happens, no one can afford it.

Although he received a hunting order, Yang Cheng was the first to walk out of the gate.

I saw him walking in the front of the team wearing a suit tailored by his sponsor, wearing a tie, and wearing a pair of leather shoes provided by his sponsor. Around him, Real Madrid staff and airport staff were tightly surrounding him, and his posture was a bit like the arrival of the US president.

"Don't be nervous!" Yang Cheng smiled and patted Pili's shoulder on his shoulder.

Piri shook his head and smiled bitterly. But he still observed everywhere, afraid that someone would accidentally rush over to death.

Following Yang Cheng was the team's captain Raul, and then the other players of the team. Each of them looked like they didn't have a complete queue and walked casually, but everyone was dragging a box of luggage, suits, leather shoes, ties, etc. in their hands, which were standard and provided by the sponsor. Even the suitcase was given by the sponsor.

Sometimes when Yang Cheng saw his team coming out like this, he really found it funny. Except for his height and appearance, almost everything is exactly the same, and everything is provided by the sponsor.

Although it was in Barcelona's territory, Real Madrid fans still wore the white jersey, which was obvious. They were not afraid of Barcelona fans at all. This time, the slogans that always raised Yang Cheng's dismissal were gone. Obviously, this big victory against Roma has somewhat soothed the fans' mood.

This time, Real Madrid's hotel in Barcelona is only one kilometer away from Camp Nou Stadium, just around the corner of the street, which is very convenient. It is the famous Juan Carlos I in Barcelona, ​​just opposite the Polytechnic University of Catalonia.

The reason I chose this place was not only because I stayed in this hotel during the Barcelona Open because of the facilities and close to the tennis court.

I don’t know what happened, but Real Madrid’s hotel booking was carried out in a low-key manner, with the purpose of avoiding unnecessary trouble. However, when the team took a bus to the hotel from the airport, they found that there were a large group of Barcelona fans gathered at the entrance of the hotel.

When these Barcelona fans saw Real Madrid's bus, they were friendly just picking up their mobile phones to take photos. Those fans who didn't like Real Madrid directly looked at Real Madrid's buses compared to their middle fingers. Some radical Barcelona fans even threw things at Real Madrid's buses. One of the fans threw stones that smashed the window glass of the team's bus.

Because the stones are very small and the windows are covered with explosion-proof film, the window glass is just cracked and broken, but it did not fall off, but it still scared the Real Madrid players in the bus.

"Are these guys crazy?"

"Call the police and catch these bastards!"

The players looked very indignant, but only Yang Cheng was sitting there, smiling constantly.

"You have to get used to it, guys!" Yang Cheng said with a laugh, "This situation will continue in the future. You'd better get used to this atmosphere, because Barcelona's radical fans will always treat you like this."

As soon as these words were said, all the players immediately understood. It turned out that this was not the first time that Barcelona fans have done such a thing to Yang Cheng. No wonder the head coach still looks so calm. God knows how deep the grudge between him and Barcelona fans has caused this group of Barcelona fans to even shout to kill him.

"The more they scold you, the more they hate you, doesn't it mean you are better?" Yang Cheng asked with a smile, "Anyway, I enjoy this feeling of being hated, being scolded, but I can't do anything to me. You can try it. You can enjoy this feeling by beating Barcelona at Camp Nou, which is great!"

Many players couldn't help laughing after hearing Yang Cheng's words, but he was indeed qualified to say so.

It is probably only Yang Cheng who can be hated by Barcelona fans in the world like this. Many Barcelona fans even attribute the team's decline in the past few years to Yang Cheng's rise. Who made him defeat Barcelona and win the Cup of Winners, and then fought with Barcelona many times?

In addition to the protest team of Barcelona fans, Yang Cheng also noticed that there were also many people gathered at the entrance of the hotel. There were dozens of them, none of them were wearing jerseys and they didn't seem to be fans.

"Who are those?" Yang Cheng asked strangely.

Piri shook her head, "I don't know, maybe it's Avril's fan."

"Avril?" Yang Cheng was secretly surprised.

"Yes, don't you know each other? She has been in Barcelona recently and stayed in this hotel." Piri said with a smile.

Yang Cheng nodded indifferently and said nothing.

After the bus entered the hotel area, it stopped at the lobby door, and the players walked down with their luggage.

Except for Yang Cheng, everyone else has two people in the same room. This should be considered a special preferential treatment for the head coach, but all the rooms are on the same level, and no one is better than anyone else.

Everyone often plays away games and is very clear about the rules and doesn't need to say anything. After entering the lobby, the hotel waiter takes them to their rooms, while Yang Cheng goes to the room to take a shower and change clothes.

To be honest, he is not such a serious person. Wearing a suit and tie is not his lifestyle, he prefers casualness. So he likes to wear more sportier clothes, such as sweatshirts, sweatpants, etc., which he thinks is easier to move. Wearing a suit and tie and leather shoes is too much of affair.

After taking a shower, Yang Cheng was about to visit the next door, but he saw the hotel staff coming over and handing over a note.

"Uncle, be surprised, I'll be waiting for you in the Fashion Lobby Bar!"

"Damn girl. What surprises are you having for nothing?" Yang Cheng smiled and shook his head, and simply stopped going next door and walked straight to the elevator.

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Although Juan Carlos I Hotel is five-star, in fact, many facilities are very ordinary. The services are also very ordinary. As a person who runs around the world, Yang Cheng is used to staying in high-end hotels, and his evaluation of this hotel is very ordinary.

The simplest example is that the hotel garden is beautiful, with a Mediterranean restaurant in the middle, right by the hot spring swimming pool, but the problem is that the dinner is closed just after, and there are other bars, buffet restaurants, etc. They all close very early. As for other services, they all have to pay extra fees, so it really makes people feel very disgusting.

But for Real Madrid, it is only 10 minutes' walk from Camp Nou, which is the biggest advantage.

Moreover, Yang Cheng thinks the bad things are compared to those top hotels, so for the team, they can be ignored.

"Hello, Mr. Yang Cheng!" As soon as the waiter in the bar saw Yang Cheng coming, he immediately opened the door and greeted him politely.

"Hello, I'll find someone!" Yang Cheng said with a smile, "Miss Avril Lavini!"

"Please follow me!" The waiter led the way in front.

There were some gentle music playing in the bar, and not many people were sitting together in groups of three or three and talking, with very small voices, obviously because I was afraid of accidentally disturbing others' pleasure in listening to music.

"Uncle!" Avril was facing the gate. As soon as Yang Cheng walked over, she saw it and stood up.

"How did you come to Barcelona?" Yang Cheng felt strange, but he also noticed that there was a man sitting next to Avril, and he always felt a little familiar.

"I'll shoot the MV of my new album!" Avril smiled and held Yang Cheng's hand, letting him sit down opposite him, pointing at the young boy beside him, "Uncle, Gerald Pique, my friend!"

When Yang Cheng heard this name, he frowned and suddenly realized that this was the main central defender Pique and Pikenbauer of Barcelona later? He still looks very immature now, but why is he here?

"Aren't you supposed to be in Zaragoza?" Yang Cheng asked strangely.

Like all Barcelona fans, Pique obviously has one of the indoctrinations he has received since childhood. Yang Cheng is an unforgivable bastard, so he doesn't have much affection for Yang Cheng and replied coldly: "Can't you go back to Barcelona in Zaragoza? Don't you know that the plane is very convenient now?"

After being quarreled, Yang Cheng was speechless, but instead laughed and shook his head.

Avril was a little unhappy when he saw the uncle he invited was told by Pique.

Pique obviously felt that he was a little over-excited just now, but he really hated Yang Cheng. Not only him, his whole family hated him, so he simply stood up and said, "Avril, do you want some drinks or something to eat? I'll get it for you."

"No need, go, I don't want it. I'll talk to the uncle!" Avril replied angrily.

Pique had no choice but to go to the bar.

"Just a stinky boy!" Yang Cheng shook his head and laughed, but it can be seen that Barcelona is indeed doing a good job in educating the next generation. At least Fabregas, Pique and others hate Yang Cheng very much. In addition, new rookies such as Busquets, Pedro, Dos Santos often sarcastically and mock Yang Cheng on Weibo.

However, Yang Cheng usually ignores these kids directly.

"You are my uncle, he is just an ordinary friend, I just can't stand his tone of talking about you!" Avril said hummingly.

Judging from her tone, Yang Cheng is much more important than Pique.

"How do you know this kid?" Yang Cheng laughed and changed the subject.

"His family is very influential and rich in Barcelona. I came here a few times and met through several friends who are music. Later, he heard that I came to Barcelona again, and this time he made a special trip to see me from Zaragoza."

Yang Cheng said oh, "It seems that this kid wants to fuck you!"

"Please, uncle!" Avril slapped his forehead hard, "I'm not interested in the stinky brat you are talking about, okay? They are all friends, and he came to help from Manchester before. This time he had to give him some face."

"You will have more common topics!" Yang Cheng said with a smile.

"I am his sister!" Avril threw a hygienic eye to him.

"Uh..." Yang Cheng felt that this was often said by Aniston, "Sister-brother relationship is popular now!"

"Go to die!" Avril knew that he said this on purpose, just to stimulate himself, and cursed with a smile.

But seeing Yang Cheng didn't say anything. The little girl held her chin with her right hand and looked at Yang Cheng, "Hey, uncle, you can't see him so young, tall and handsome, you are jealous. Worrying that I will fall in love with you, are you?"

Yang Cheng just picked up a glass of water to drink it, but he was almost choked to death. He coughed hard, which attracted the attention of many people around him.

Avril kept smiling from the side. "Don't worry, uncle, I still like you so much!"

Yang Cheng felt like he was teased and shook his head hard, "I'm not interested in those little girls who have to be fat and have to be shameless!"

Avril was almost angry at this bastard. She really grabbed his ear and pulled his head over and asked him to take a good look at his towering breasts. Is this called having no figure? And this face of her. Is this called having no face?

So blind, this bastard uncle!

But Pique came over and Avril had no choice but to curse the Barcelona boy in his heart, and did he come back so early to disturb himself and chat with the uncle happily.

With one more Pique, Yang Cheng and Avril were not satisfied with chatting. They were very stern and thought it was boring. After the two of them had a short conversation, they both tacitly chose to remain silent. This made Pique feel that he was rejected, because he had obviously seen the two chatting happily just now.

"By the way, Avril, will you go to the game tomorrow?" Pique asked after finding a topic.

"Tomorrow night, go!" Avril answered without thinking.

"I'll go too, let's go together!" Pique said.

Yang Cheng almost laughed to death, raised his eyebrows at Avril, as if saying, "This kid really wants to chase you."

While Pique was lowering his head to drink, Avril spitted out his tongue at Yang Cheng and made a face that he wanted to vomit.

"But, I want to cheer for my uncle, and we will be our mortal enemies by then!" said Avril.
To be continued...