Chapter 120 The Formation of 'Hot Blow'

"We lost, but it is undeniable that it was a good game. After this game, the good news is that our problems were completely exposed by Yi, we need a strong midfielder! As strong as 'Yi' midfield!"

The on-site commentator Andre bit the accent on the name of "Yi", obviously speaking to the brain-dead management.

And this also represents the wishes of most Barcelona fans.

The Barcelona fans were very helpless. They seemed to have used their good luck in the shocking reversal in the quarter-finals. In this game, no one could stand up successfully.

Of course, they still have a chance, but the chance is relatively slim.

After all, they lost at Nokap, and they had to score two consecutive goals at White Hart Lane to advance.

The worst news is that Real Madrid successfully drew with Arsenal at home, but Barcelona lost at home. It is foreseeable how cynicism these Real Madrid fans will be in the next period of time.

In this regard, Tottenham are the same.

Tottenham fans were elated when they learned Arsenal had drawn at home.

These two La Liga and Premier League teams are enemies, and it can be said that some are happy and some are sad.

Yi Le was very happy. While thanking the fans, he found Lu Han in the stands waving the five-star red flag vigorously, and walked over with a smile.

Yi Le raised his head, and the two talked through the fence.

"Brother Yi! You played really well today." Lu Han gave a thumbs up excitedly and said, "You are this."

Yi Le smiled shyly and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Come to see your competition!" Lu Han finished without thinking, and then asked; "Brother Yi, tell me, can you make it to the final? If you can, I won't go back."

Yi Le was stunned for a moment, the top four hadn't been decided yet, how could he know, and he was a little embarrassed by Lu Han calling him brother Yi one by one.

He said it a few times before, but Lu Han didn't seem to have any intention of changing his words.

"I don't know, we just want to play the next game well." Yi Le replied with a smile.

At this moment, Peng Yuyan stepped in and said, "Hello, Yi Le, my name is Peng Yuyan."

Yi Le smiled and said, "Hello."

"Can you give me the jersey?" Peng Yuyan said hopefully.

Lu Han immediately became anxious and said, "I want it too!"

Yi Le smiled and took off the jersey and gave it to Peng Yuyan, and said to Lu Han, "I'll give you a spare jersey later."

"That's different, it doesn't smell like that anymore." Lu Han said with a resentful expression.

Zhang Tian'ai and Jiang Shuying behind the two also wanted to talk to Yi Le, but they were girls after all, and they didn't have any relatives, so they didn't know how to say hello.

Yi Le briefly talked to Lu Han and Peng Yuyan, and then applauded the Tottenham fans behind them.

Thousands of Tottenham fans immediately began to call Yi Le's name neatly.

The cheers from the mountains and tsunami made Lu Han and others look envious.

The emotions that contain faith and love can be clearly felt through the voice.

"Hey! Yi!"

Suddenly, someone called him, Yi Le turned his head and looked over.

I saw Messi walking over with a smile.

At this moment, Lu Han and Peng Yuyan's brains crashed.

It was the first time they had seen Messi so close.

It wasn't until Messi walked away with his arms around Yi Le's shoulders that Lu Han suddenly said something.

"Fuck! Messi!"

Messi and Yi Le walked side by side. The former patted Yi Le on the shoulder and said, "Congratulations."

"Thank you." Yi Le smiled shyly.

Messi laughed and joked, "Your shooting has improved a lot."

Yi Le was immediately embarrassed.

"Have you thought about coming back? We are also trying our best to facilitate your transfer, and I need your help." Messi smiled and sent a sincere invitation.

Yi Le was a little confused, and he said, "Thank you very much for your invitation, but I can't give you a clear answer."

"I understand!" Messi nodded with a smile, and then joked, "I hope you don't go to Real Madrid."

Yi Le immediately asked; "Is it because of Ronaldo?"

"No no no!" Messi laughed dumbly.

"Actually, our relationship is not as bad as the outside world rumors."

"But you don't have contact information, or have dinner together, don't you?" Yi Le felt that his gossip soul was burning.

Messi smiled and said, "We are rivals, but we are also friends, but there is no intersection between us."

"Okay!" Yi Le nodded in disappointment.

At this time, Suarez ran over, put his arms around Yi Le's neck, and said familiarly; "Hey! Yi, how about exchanging jerseys?"

Yi Le nodded and said, "I've given away my jersey, I'll get one later."

"No problem." Suarez smiled. "Have you thought about coming back?"

Yi Le looked at the two in surprise, are they lobbyists?

In the direction of Tottenham's coaching bench, Villas-Boas just shook hands with Enrique. Seeing Yi Le chatting happily with Messi and Suarez, he couldn't help frowning, and said to Sun Xingmin, "Sun, go and call Yi back."

"OK!"

After a while, Yi Le was called over by Sun Xingmin.

"Boss, what's the matter?" Yi Le asked suspiciously.

Boas said indifferently, "What did they say?"

Yi Le shook his head and said, "I didn't say anything, I just talked about exchanging jerseys, and then asked me about the transfer."

Yi Le's transfer problem is no longer a secret in Tottenham.

Hearing this answer, Boas's heart tightened. If Yi Le went to Barcelona, ​​he would be in trouble.

In Boas' vision, the most urgent thing for him is to tie himself with Yi Le. After all, Yi Le is the core figure who supports his tactical configuration.

Whichever team Boas goes to in the future can better build a team with Yi Le as the core.

Therefore, in Boas' vision, if Yi Le transfers, he is also prepared to transfer, and with his achievements in the past two years, even a wealthy team will have no problem.

Thinking of this, Boas couldn't help but feel a little fucked up.

Others are players running with the head coach, but how come they become the head coach running with the players.

What a shame!

After the first round of the game, Tottenham took a rest in Barcelona for a day, and only got on the return plane the next day.

Back in England, Tottenham almost enjoyed the 'hero' treatment!

Previously, the Premier League media felt that the Champions League depends on Arsenal, but who would have thought that Arsenal would be tied at home, and their winning percentage would be even lower if they went to the Bernabeu.

Just when the Premier League media was anxiously scratching their heads, good news came out.

Tottenham, which no one is optimistic about, upset Barcelona at the Nou Camp and won an away victory 2:1.

This gave the Premier League media a shot in the arm.

Now the Premier League media has returned to the rhythm of last season.

Blow Tottenham!

Crazy blowing Tottenham!

It can be said that Tottenham at this stage is the last card of the Premier League.

And it is still extremely powerful as a dark horse.

Even the Premier League media blew Tottenham into the most powerful youth army in the 21st century.

Since 2000, the two most famous youth teams are undoubtedly Ajax and Dortmund.

Ajax was the first team to blow up the youth storm, and at the same time, it also came out of Ibrahimovic and other stars, which can be described as the cradle of style.

And Dortmund reached the final in the Champions League. Although they lost in the final, they still showed a dark horse posture.

But this time, the storm of youth favored White Hart Lane.

Harry Kane, Yi Le, Sun Xingmin, Dele Alli, Kanter, etc., several young players, they reached the quarter-finals for the first time in the Champions League, and they even cut off in the first round of the quarter-finals. the mighty Barcelona.

If there is no problem with the script of the English reporter, then this dark horse will be black to the end.

Realized the giants' three consecutive cuts and finally won the Champions League trophy.

Of course, all of this is the imagination of the Premier League media. For the media of other countries, although Tottenham have shown strong competitiveness, it is still a bit immature to win the championship.

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