Chapter four hundred and thirtieth: Group fights at the top of Europe End
"Come on! Arsenal!!!"
"Forward! Barcelona!!!"
The highly anticipated UEFA Champions League final, which is known as the strongest in history, finally kicked off. Hearing that wonderful whistle, the originally quiet stands burst into deafening cheers. After that bad time, there was no more
There is nothing more inspiring than this whistle. Whether it is the aggrieved Spanish fans or the aggrieved Arsenal fans, they completely let go of their vocal cords and shouted to their heart's content, regardless of the deterrence of the heavily armed riot squads beside them.
"Two hours, two hours, the French delayed us for two hours. Now, no one can stop us. We are looking forward to seeing Ronaldinho's performance and Eto'o's agility to defeat them.
Let’s go – Barcelona!!! Let’s recreate the glory of our dream team!!! Let’s go – Barcelona!!!!!”
When the Barcelona players stepped onto the field, their commentator stood up like a shot of blood and shouted at the top of his lungs, like a clarion call for an expedition, motivating their soldiers to forge ahead.
"It's so shameful. At this time, we have already seen Arsenal reach the top of Europe. The French delayed our celebration, but it doesn't matter. The fragrance of victory that watered the tears of the Spanish is destined to bloom for us Arsenal, because we have
Arthur, Ice Prince, Robert, Cesc, and our King Thierry!!! And the one who makes the whole world tremble - Xiao!!!!!
Xiao - kill them!!! We want the championship!!!!!"
Senke would never let others excel in the field of commentary. He blurted out lyrical poetry. He called out the name of the hero in his heart louder than ever. This was the source of his confidence. When this confidence reached its peak, Senke
Senke's chubby face had turned the color of pig's liver, like a kettle boiling completely. It was extremely red, and then burst into flames. Senke finally called out the existence of the god in his heart and made his most sincere wish——
We want the championship!!!
"We want the championship!"
"We want the championship!"
"We want the championship!"
"Bah bang bang, Xiao, Xiao, Xiao! Goal, goal, goal!!!"
"Bah bang bang, Xiao, Xiao, Xiao! Goal, goal, goal!!!"
"Bah bang bang, Xiao, Xiao, Xiao! Goal, goal, goal!!!"
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Senk's passionate commentary overshadowed the Barcelona commentator's voice. In the stands, Arsenal fans seemed to have heard the call of the alpha wolf, and they responded one after another, becoming more harsh and crazy.
Among these dedicated fans, Xiao Ge’s fans are especially the most devout. On one side of the stands, nearly three hundred Xiao Ge’s die-hard fans united together, shouting for the existence of the gods in their hearts, and the neat accompaniment
, roaring loudly, shouting out the most direct thought in his heart without restraint - goal!!!
"Xiao, Xiao! Hey, Eddie, are you ready?"
Among these die-hard fans of Xiao Ge, there are always a few organizers, because as the representative of Xiao Ge's fans, Ji Li has dedicated everything to Xiao Ge and has no time to take care of Xiao Ge's fan organization. Naturally, someone will take the lead.
Benjamin, who lives in North London, is one.
This British young man in his early twenties is in a stage where he has nowhere to vent his energy. Like many ordinary British young people, football is the most indispensable element in his life. Xiao Ge is his king, even God.
The same goes for every fan on this side, because they are the most die-hard supporters of Xiaoge football.
They had already organized and unified together to form a powerful cheering group with unrivaled momentum, and this was just the opening remarks.
"We're ready, but Trison and the dozen or so others were taken away." The chubby little follower nodded excitedly, but also felt a little regretful. Apparently he still felt that the momentum was not big enough.
"Those idiots, what are you doing to the Spanish bitches at this time? Xiao will help us teach those poor little guys a lesson. Wouldn't it be more fun to see them cry with sad faces? Huh, what a pity, those votes.
Okay, guys, hurry up, Xiao will score soon, we must make our presence known!"
Benjamin didn't have time to sigh, the game started. As he said, no one knows when he will score a goal in the game, especially Xiao Ge, who seems to them to be a miracle, so paying full attention to the game is the most important thing.
of.
"It's still Xiao, with unparalleled influence. It's hard to find such an influential player. David is one, but he doesn't have those passionate moments. His presence on the court is far less than Xiao. This is strength.
The perfect fit with my idol."
"Gorgeous skills, strong style, handsome appearance, as well as those dazzling statistics, enviable achievements, and gorgeous off-court appearance, wow, Xiao is really a born idol, can you see it, the whole world is watching
Crazy about him."
"Listen, listen to this voice, there is no doubt that the debate about the number one player in world football is no longer necessary. Xiao has completely overshadowed all players, whether on or off the field, he is
Everyone’s focus.”
"There is no doubt that this is the most dazzling star on this stage. There is no one who can make fans more involved in the game than him. This is Xiao's charm, unparalleled charm. Look at it now. There is no one who can attract the outside world more than him.
Attention exists.”
"Look at this noise, it seems that there is only one person in France. He is like his woman Avril, stealing everyone's attention on the stage. Will this be his solo dance? Does Barcelona have the ability? Can they escape?
Xiao magic?"
"I have to say, at least in the opening scene, no one is more dazzling than Xiao. This is really a jealous phenomenon."
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There is no doubt that this game has completely pushed Xiao Ge's personal influence to the extreme. Posters, jerseys, slogans, shouts, Xiao Ge's shadow is everywhere at the Stade de France. Just a simple appearance on the big screen has caused such a big stir.
With such an uproar, all the major live broadcast rooms were amazed. In one season, this was just one season, Xiao Ge had completed his conquest of the entire world, and they had to admire him.
"Damn it, why can't this guy calm down?"
Platini looked at the originally submissive stands and became unusually agitated because of Xiao Ge, and his heart that had just calmed down couldn't help but get excited. He was far from being as confident as he said, and the anger that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time was suppressed.
He couldn't help but curse out loud. Platini's face became even more livid as he listened to the harsh explanations at the scene.
Although those media people attributed the responsibility for the fans' fight to themselves, Platini didn't think so. In his opinion, Xiao was the source of all this, and he was a troublemaker.
Platini already had this impression from the time when the word 'Xiao' kept appearing in media headlines. If Xiao hadn't been in the news and been in the spotlight during this period, how could the media have stirred up trouble intentionally or unintentionally?
, allowing the players of both sides to go from confrontation on the field to hostility off the field, and finally stage a farce of confrontation with each other.
And it is not only a matter of players from both sides being 'hostile' to each other, it directly led to the bad impact of the fight involving hundreds of fans. Although the incident was handled, the storm of public opinion of questioning and making things difficult will not subside, especially for the European Union, which hosted this event.
The Football Federation cannot escape the accusation of not supervising the players enough and failing to provide security.
After this game, Platini became even less fond of Xiao Ge. Although the current UEFA president Johansson is very fond of Xiao Ge and is regarded by him as the best banner of European football in the post-Zinedine Zidane era, but
For the powerful and iron-fisted Platini, this was not the case.
For this powerful figure who is about to take control of the European continent, Xiao Ge's existence is, in a certain respect, a challenge to his authority. Especially the media people's pursuit of Xiao Ge makes Platini feel lost.
The sense of crisis in public opinion, no matter where it is, having the right to speak is the most important thing for the top management. His plans require attention and a quiet environment.
Xiao Ge's excessive influence is an invisible restraint on this eager and ambitious future UEFA president. As a first person who transcends his times, his every word and deed is the target of media pursuit, especially this one.
The first person belongs to Europe. In the past, Beckenbauer, Cruyff, himself, and Zidane have all proved this. However, Xiao Yuan is not as restrained and calm as Zidane, and rarely appears in the newspapers. This
Platini instinctively wanted to suppress Xiao Ge's limelight.
But there is no doubt that Platini's attempt to suppress Xiao Ge's limelight was not in such a farce-like manner, at least not at the right time.
The more Platini listened, the more he felt that his judgment was correct. Since Xiao Ge refused to play for England, Platini judged that Xiao was an unruly existence and did not even follow the rules of the game. Not to mention that the Premier League is his future.
It was difficult for Platini to have a good impression of Xiao Ge. Every time he called "Xiao" on the court, Platini felt like his ears were pricked. This feeling was really uncomfortable.
"Michelle, you look a little sad. The air here is a bit stuffy. Oh, the competition has already started. Haha, you have to pay attention. You will go down to present the awards later."
A fat old man with an unattractive appearance entered the private room and greeted Platini half-jokingly, appearing very intimate.
"Oh, Mr. Blatter?!" Platini was a little surprised when he saw Blatter enter the field.
"Mr. Bratt has been here for a while." His assistant quickly reminded him.
"Oh, I didn't expect you to come too. It's really my dereliction of duty. I didn't make arrangements."
Platini quickly apologized. It seemed that he was too immersed in Xiao's affairs and didn't even notice the reminder from his assistant. He quickly put away his surprise, stepped forward in surprise, and invited Blatter to
When I got to my seat, I took the responsibility for the unexpected incident on myself and acted very humbly.
No way, Platini is now the vice president of UEFA. Although UEFA and FIFA are constantly messing up, on the surface, UEFA is still inferior to FIFA after all. Johansson
He can rely on his prestige and qualifications to compete with Blatter, but Platini cannot. On the contrary, he has to pretend to be quite respectful.
However, although Platini respects his elders, Blatter is here to find fault. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest
