Chapter 159: Manchester Branch

Dortmund didn't have much time to prepare after arriving in Manchester City, so it's understandable that Zhou Tiancheng couldn't agree to Yang Cheng's invitation. Klopp attaches great importance to the first game, and it is too late to adapt to the Etihad Stadium.

There are only two days left for Dortmund to prepare.

And Yang Cheng is also making intensive preparations. He is very confident that he will give Zhou Tiancheng a surprise today.

Three hours before the start of the game, Yang Chengcheng gathered everyone in a bar not far from the University of Manchester, where he often likes to stay.

It wasn't business hours, but this bar was completely different. Today, it was already very lively at noon during the day.

Yang Cheng came late because of school business. When he walked into the bar, at least a hundred people had already gathered at the door.

"Brother Yang."

"Come on Brother Yang."

Seeing him coming, everyone greeted him, all in Chinese.

Yang Cheng looked at the scale in front of him, and said with a smile: "Brothers, you are all here, right? I'm sorry, I have something to do at the moment, so it's a bit late."

Everyone immediately responded with a smile.

"Brother Yang, what you said, didn't you say that he has already agreed? Who can't come here?" A thin boy wearing glasses immediately interjected.

A fat man next to him immediately elbowed him: "Siyan, why are you talking? Of course we are all looking forward to Zhou Tiancheng's arrival, but isn't Brother Yang good at speaking? If Brother Yang doesn't summon you, what the hell are you talking about?" Are you ready to leave everyone and go to the scene by yourself?"

The boy with glasses didn't show any weakness, and gave him a contemptuous glance: "Oh, I'm not like you, a fat man, who flatters me. You have a pig face, and you don't have an open heart. You deserve to be photographed on the horse's hoof."

"Brother Yang, Four Eyes said you are a horseshoe!" The fat man immediately complained loudly.

Yang Cheng watched the two bickering, feeling very helpless. Fatty and Four Eyes are a pair of enemies, they are classmates, that's how it is in private.

"It's alright, fat man, four eyes, I don't have time to argue with you two today." Yang Cheng took out the key, opened the door of the bar, and said to everyone, "Come in, take all the things we prepared." take it out."

Several people immediately ran to the back of the bar and rummaged in the cabinets. When they stood up again, they had all kinds of cheering equipment in their hands: inflatable sticks, a set of Dortmund No. 10, which is Zhou Tiancheng's jersey, This is all standard. There are even four or five people holding big drums in their hands.

Yang Cheng looked around and asked, "Where is the slogan I asked you to prepare?"

"Here, Brother Yang!" The boy with glasses who had bickered earlier took it out of his backpack, and said with a smile, "Brother Yang, according to your intention, can you write it this way?"

Yang Cheng glanced at it, nodded and said, "Very good, very good, the most important thing is this. Siyan, you did a good job on this."

The boy with glasses smiled and said, "Brother Yang, don't worry if you leave this kind of thing to me, I'm not someone who doesn't grow brains but only grows fat."

The boy with glasses glanced at the fat man again, not afraid of the sharp eyes and muscles all over his body.

"Okay, okay, let's say a few words." Yang Cheng quickly clapped his hands to divert everyone's attention, cut off another possible bickering, and emphasized: "Brothers, everyone must show up today. It’s rare for Brother Cheng to come to England for a game, and this is the first official cheering event for our Manchester branch. In short, there is only one requirement——I must give me a sense of presence! At least let Brother Cheng see our existence.”

"It's no problem, Brother Yang, look, if we put this slogan on the court, no one is more popular than us, hehe!"

Yang Cheng nodded and looked at the time: "It's almost time, let's go."

...

The contest between Dortmund and Manchester City is the focus of this group. Among the four champions, the ones who are optimistic about qualifying for the group are naturally the two champions from the five major leagues. Although Ajax was once brilliant, it was unrivaled in Europe for a period of time. , but now they no longer have the strength to compete for the right to qualify in this group.

So to some extent, this opening battle may determine who is the first in the group. And as Manchester City, who want to do a lot in the Champions League this season, they will meet the defending champion as soon as they come up. This game is attractive enough and enough to attract Mancini's attention.

In the locker room, he focused on explaining how to seize the initiative in the game, especially the initiative in the midfield. He didn't know how many times he mentioned Zhou Tiancheng's name.

Every time it was mentioned, Yaya Toure took a deep breath and forced himself to be calm: Isn't it just him? Where am I weaker than him?

Yaya Toure mentally hints like this.

And Klopp only said one sentence: "Boys, don't forget our advantages."

...

The two sides walked into the Etihad Stadium and were immediately surrounded by a piece of blue. In the background of the Champions League theme melody, every time the DJ on the spot called out the name of a player, the home fans burst into cheers, including Aguero and Dzeko. The starting striker gets the loudest cheers.

When it was the turn of the Dortmund players, it immediately turned into boos.

When it was about to be Zhou Tiancheng's turn, Yang Cheng was staying with the Dortmund Expedition fans in the visiting team fan area at the south side of the stand, Yang Cheng shouted: "Brothers, make a scene and suppress their booing! "

"Aw!" Everyone jumped up. Crazy chanting.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!!"

The sound of the big drum immediately spread throughout the stadium, gaining the upper hand for a while.

"Haha! Cool! The equipment is really awesome! Pull up the slogan for me!"

Yang Cheng and his group were completely in a self-important rhythm. Not far from them, their movement naturally attracted the attention of their Dortmund expedition fans. They all looked over.

"The group next door is our own? The movement is not small!"

"This group of brothers is unfamiliar, where did they come from?"

"Hey, isn't that Brother Yang? Sister Ling, look at that..."

Chu Yunling followed her gaze and met Yang Cheng's turned gaze. The two smiled in surprise, as a greeting.

Yang Cheng greeted immediately: "Brother Cheng is here! Hurry up, hold it up higher, higher! Oh, put it on the team flag, otherwise Brother Cheng won't be able to see it!"

Chu Yunling stood up, she was very curious, what are Lao Yang and the others doing?

She stood up and turned slightly to one side, and saw the slogan raised by Yang Cheng: Brothers from the Manchester branch are coming! Brother Cheng, come on!

Seeing such slogans, a smile appeared on Chu Yunling's face. She noticed that Yang Cheng was also like herself, most of them had young Chinese faces.

In just over a year, he has drawn a group of fans of this size in a place where Zhou Tiancheng has no foundation.

Lao Yang, you can do it!

Of course, Chu Yunling was more proud of Zhou Tiancheng.

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