Chapter 160 Medal of Courage

On May 31, the last round of Ligue 1, Paris played away against Angers.

In this game, Yi Le did not enter the squad, so he did not travel with the team.

What Boas means is to let him take a good rest and prepare for the Champions League final in the best condition.

But Yi Le is a restless character, he can't stay at home after lying down for half an hour.

Putting on his clothes and running, crossing the noisy urban area, he came to Paris Saint-Germain's home stadium, the Parc des Princes.

There are still posters of Yi Le and Neymar on the walls of the stadium, which are the two representative stars of Paris.

The huge poster hangs down, swaying slightly in the wind, and the team flag of Paris is on the top.

Yi Le stopped for a while, walked in, and after greeting the security guard, Yi Le entered the Parc des Princes.

He didn't go to the court, but to the stands.

There is no one in the vast grandstand. Occasionally, tourist groups visit along the aisle at the highest point, but they cannot enter.

They also saw Yi Le sitting alone in the stands, but under the disguise, they only regarded them as staff members and didn't pay any attention.

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Sitting in the stands, Yi Le looked around the vast stands.

He has a wonderful heart and a lot of ideas.

Looking back on his past experience, he suddenly found that he had come a long way.

The little boy who used to be is now a master in European football.

He is surrounded by a large number of fans, he has shouldered heavy responsibilities, and he has also been in a downturn.

But what remains unchanged is the faith that is always high.

Yi Le looked at every corner, and various pictures popped up in his mind.

The lore during the Champions League quarter-finals!

Derby at the beginning of the season!

Legalist debut and more...

Just as Yi Le was in a daze, a voice interrupted him.

"how do you feel?"

Yi Le turned his head to look, and saw a thin old man with gray hair, his cloudy eyes looked at the court, shining with an inexplicable brilliance.

This person is very famous in the Paris Club, he is the 'Guardian of Paris' old Monet.

The old Monet has been with the team since its founding in Paris, and now it has been 48 years, and he has always been here.

"It used to be called the Noble Club here." Old Monet grinned; "But we never thought we were a wealthy family. I think Bi Yaron has already told you about these things, right?"

Yi Le looked at old Monet and nodded.

Old Monet came to sit beside Yi Le,

He sighed; "It's so good!"

Yi Le is also smiling. Paris has achieved very good results this season, winning two championships and reaching the Champions League final.

"This may be the best time!"

Yi Le raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't the best era the period of consecutive championships?"

"No!" Old Monet shook his head; "I've been here all along, and I know better than anyone else that now is the best time!"

"You know? I've been working here for 48 years. I've greeted a lot of people and sent a lot of people away. I've seen too many players. Not loud, but a player who has grown into a towering tree."

"Dominique, Rochetao!" Old Monet turned his head to look at Yi Le, saw the blankness in the other's eyes, and smiled: "Yes, you don't know him, that is the head player in Paris in 1985, he is a god Shooter!"

"Ginola, Ray, they ushered in the first Ligue 1 championship trophy for Paris!"

"Of course, there are players like you among these people, midfielder magician, Okocha. Perhaps in your perception, Ronaldinho is more suitable for this title, but Okocha's football is also very good. Beautiful, the only downside is that he doesn't have any championship aura."

"Many, many people, they came to Paris, they also left Paris, groups of people came in and left, the players changed, the head coach changed, the management changed, even the investors changed, the only thing that didn't change was I am an old fellow!"

"So, I am the most qualified to comment on Paris." Old Monet smiled; "What do you think?"

Yi Le is in awe. People who dedicate their lives to a team are worthy of respect.

"You know why I call this the best of times?"

Yi Le shook his head.

"Because there has been a change!" Old Monet smiled happily, and the wrinkles on his face became more vivid.

"A team needs to change constantly, and if it remains the same, it will be eliminated by the times. Paris has never understood change, and we don't know how to change. We have always been at a loss. Until your arrival, you changed the team in the most brutal and direct way. This team!" Old Monet smiled and blinked, and said, "Can I touch your forehead?"

Hearing this, Yi Le flatly refused: "No!"

"Okay!" Old Monet felt a little regretful.

"Paris is very good now. He is not as dead as before. You inject passion into it. It has been a long time since I saw those fans shouting spontaneously. They are the worst class. All the fans before Shout out to the crowd, but these slobs have forgotten the tradition."

Yi Le's expression was a bit weird, why did the 'worst class' feel inexplicably familiar?

Looking at old Monet, Yi Le asked; "Why don't you go to the game, today is the final game!"

"It's nothing to watch, and..." Old Monet pointed to his heart, and said: "I have to let it rest, I don't want to miss the next game!"

Yi Le grinned and said, "Monet, do you know? Every time I score a goal, I'm afraid. You're too excited, and then something unexpected happens."

Hearing this, Old Monet was stunned for a moment, then he laughed dumbly and said, "No, no, no! You don't have to do this, if you can leave in this way, I am very happy! Of course, I want to see you holding up the Champions League trophy first! "

Yi Le smiled and said, "You will see it!"

"I believe you."

Old Monet nodded with a smile, and then took out a red medal from his pocket.

The overall shape is circular, and the team logo of Paris is used in the middle, but it is different from the combination of dark blue, red and white in Paris, which is red all over.

Yi Le reached out to take it, and forgot about it in confusion.

Old Monet smiled and said, "I wanted to give it to you after the season, but I feel that you are worthy of it now!"

"Paris is composed of three colors, dark blue, red and white."

"Dark blue represents elegance, red represents courage and passion, and white represents purity."

"This is the Medal of Courage. There are only three similar medals. This is the second one I have issued. The dark blue medal is in the hands of Battenay. He is the first captain in Paris! As for the white medal, I haven't issued it yet. I plan to Leave it to the club to do that."

Yi Le played with the Medal of Courage and asked, "What's the use of this?"

"During the Champions League final, wear this medal on your coat, and you will know what it does!" Old Monet said with a smile, then got up and said; "I should leave, I made an appointment for a medical examination, and I missed this time. It will be a long time to make an appointment.”

Yi Le has also heard about European medical appointments, so he couldn't help but say, "You can go to the team doctor for a checkup!"

Yi Le feels that with the influence of the old Monet, Paris will not let it go.

Old Monet shook his head and said, "He is someone who serves you, and I will not occupy your resources."

After he finished speaking, he left. After walking two steps, Old Monet turned his head and said with a smile: "Remember to bring the Medal of Courage, I think you will like it!"

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