Chapter 102 Captain Neymar

That night, the German media laughed and laughed.

They mocked the Premier League.

"The best and strongest division in the world is about to withdraw from the Champions League stage! "

Before the game, the complacent appearance of the Premier League media had already made them ignore it.

What do you mean by 'we occupy three positions in the quarter-finals', so what about other teams as Chinese cabbage?

Now it's alright, Bayern Munich knocked Tottenham straight to the ground

5:0 ah!

When Bayern Munich achieved such a goal advantage, they have never been overturned.

They are not a team without background.

As for Dortmund, there are only two goals. Compared with Tottenham Hotspur, they have much less pressure.

This night of celebration for the Germans ended, and the Champions League quarter-finals continued the next day.

 …

The morning sun shines on the historic city of Rome.

Rome is a city with a profound history. As the birthplace of the ancient Roman Empire, it is called "the city with its feet on history".

Although most of the ruins have been destroyed and turned into pieces of residual wall sculptures, the once glorious past can be vaguely seen.

Under the morning glow, the ancient city began to recover.

Crowds appeared one after another in the streets and alleys, creating a lively atmosphere.

In the hotel, under Yi Le's rigid biological clock, his eyes slowly opened.

The room is a bit chilly, and Yi Le has no habit of sleeping with the air conditioner on, which is not good for his health.

Feeling very warm inside, Yi Le stretched out his hand quietly, frowning slightly.

He took a deep breath, lifted the quilt with a swish, and immediately turned over and began to stretch his body.

After stretching again and again, Yi Le felt his body warmed up a little, so Yi Le nodded in satisfaction.

get out of bed,

He glanced at Mbappe next to him.

This guy was tightly wrapped in the quilt, only his head was exposed, his mouth was wide open, and the corners of his mouth were drooling.

Yi Le looked at the time, it was 6:00 in the morning, and there was still half an hour left, if he didn't wake up after half an hour...

Yi Le narrowed his eyes.

Mbappe, who was sleeping soundly, also seemed to feel something. He frowned slightly, babbled, turned over and continued to sleep.

Yi Le shook his head, walked into the bathroom and began to wash.

Fifteen minutes later, Yi Le came out wiping her hair.

Then he changed his clothes, stood in front of Mbappe's window, turned his head and counted down quietly.

Another fifteen minutes passed...

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

Swish! ! ! ! ! !

Yi Le opened the curtains fiercely, the dazzling sunlight shone in, and Mbappe's face was wrinkled into a ball.

Afterwards, Yi Le lifted the quilt.

Mbappe was almost awakened, clutching his heart, gasping for breath.

Until he saw Yi Le in front of him, he immediately wept.

"Yi, you scared me!" Mbappe said pitifully.

Yi Le said lightly: "What time did you sleep last night?"

Mbappe was startled suddenly, and said with a sneer: "I... I went to bed at 10 o'clock."

Yi Le still looked at him lightly.

"Well, I didn't go to bed until 11 o'clock." Mbappe drooped his head, like a child who did something wrong.

Yi Le nodded and said: "Killian, you can't joke about your career. You have to develop the habit of self-discipline. Now I can still take you with you. If one day I transfer and leave, I don't want to see you degenerate."

Mbappe shook his head quickly and said, "I won't!"

After a pause, Mbappe widened his eyes and said, "You want to transfer?"

Yi Le shrugged and said, "It's not impossible!"

"Then...then...then I'll follow you." Mbappe sniffed, as if confirming Yi Le.

Although Yi Le is always 'bullying' himself, Mbappe knows in his heart that Yi Le is really good for him.

And it's very comfortable to be with Yi Le.

There are no miscellaneous things, and every moment seems to be full of positive energy. Although the training is a bit too harsh, it is understandable.

"Let's go, go to morning exercise!"

Yi Le didn't say much, he turned his head and left, Mbappe didn't wash up, hurriedly put on his clothes and followed out.

The third floor of the hotel is the gym, and the two are warming up on the treadmill.

It wasn't until around 8 o'clock that Neymar, Cavani and others walked in yawning.

They were not surprised to see Yi Le and Mbappe, and they were definitely the first two to come to each training session.

Neymar smiled and said: "Killian met a good leader!"

Cavani also nodded and said: "At this age of lack of self-discipline, Yi is a good role model for Killian."

"Good morning!"

"Good morning!"

The four greeted each other, Neymar couldn't help laughing when he saw Mbappe drooping his head and lowering his eyebrows; "Have you been trained again?"

Mbappe pouted, but did not refute.

Neymar couldn't help but joked; "Why don't you move in and live with me?"

Mbappe froze for a moment, and said almost subconsciously: "No!"

Neymar continued to bewitch: "Yi is too harsh on you, I will not be so strict with you, just like now, you can at least sleep for an extra hour and a half."

Mbappe sniffed and was a little shaken. He turned his head and looked at Yi Le, only to find that the latter was looking ahead as if he hadn't heard.

Mbappé was extremely shaken, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "No! I want to live with Yi!"

Hearing this, Neymar and Cavani looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"I just said, Killian has identified Yi!"

"I suddenly understand Stockholm syndrome patients very well, and Killian is a role model!"

Mbappe froze for a while before shouting: "I'm not a masochist!"

"Then how do you explain the situation?"

"I...I..." Mbappe blushed anxiously, but he couldn't explain it.

Even the stern Yi Le couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth slightly, and said softly: "Okay, Killian, your heart rate is beating too fast."

"Oh~~~~~" Mbappe responded immediately, then gave Neymar a hard look, and repeated: "I'm not a masochist!"

hahahahahahahahahaha...

Neymar and Cavani couldn't help laughing, which was mixed with Mbappé's vigorous defense, full of vigor and vitality.

After training, the four of them went to have breakfast together.

Neymar and Cavani's food is richer, while Yi Le and Mbappe are unshakable 'cooked' food.

After eating, everyone gathered in the tactical room.

The game started at 4:00 pm, and Boas began to talk about the tactical content, which was the same as before. In fact, Rome has not yet reached the strength to make Boas change.

The safest thing is to defend and counterattack, the ancestral 4-3-3!

Can attack and defend.

But the problem is that Thiago Silva, who was the captain of this game, caught a cold, had a low fever, and missed the match.

The second captain Motta is already in a semi-retired state, so the captain's armband is naturally pushed to the hands of the third captain Neymar.

Neymar took the armband in a daze, and couldn't help shivering. Isn't this what he dreamed of?

The boss of the team!

The captain is the boss!

Boas handed over the captain's armband, patted Neymar on the shoulder, and said, "What is the responsibility of the captain? You know?!"

Neymar raised his chest and said loudly: "I know, boss!"

Isn't it just to stand up for your teammates?

Isn't it just kicking a little harder?

I know!

Yi has already taught me that whoever dares to touch my teammate at that time, I will give him a hammer!

Boas looked at Neymar strangely, always feeling that the other party's smile was a bit inexplicable.

"Remember, no headbutt!"

Neymar: ".... Ma Dan! Feeling sealed!"

Then, Boas turned his head and glared at Yi Le.

When he thought of what these two iron-headed boys had done, he couldn't bring himself to get angry.

Yi Le is wronged.

I did not say anything!

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