Lu Yin Silly Waist

Vol 3 Chapter 149: Expedition

On May 8, tens of thousands of Paris fans gathered in the Loris training camp. Their purpose of this trip was to practice for the home team.

The glorious Paris Saint-Germain is about to set foot on their battlefield, and they are going to capture Bernabéu.

In the last round of home battle they won the game 2: 0, so they are full of confidence in this game.

The mentality of the current Paris fans is no longer so timid in the victories. They are confident to turn over any powerful team. Now Paris is like the team in their minds.

Was born not to bully the weak, but to challenge the powerful.

Bi Yalong led the diehard fans to stand at the gate of the training camp. They held their hands high and chanted the song of Yi Le aloud.

This is the favorite melody of Parisians now, and this is the melody of ‘victory’ for them.

This is a song based on "AllezAllezAllez". The melody is simple, catchy and full of joy and vigour.

‘We ’re about to conquer Europe! ’

‘We will never stop! ’

‘From Paris to Madrid! ’

‘We have won many times! ’

‘Magic Chinese Commander! ’

‘He told us, do n’t be afraid! ’

‘We are the most loyal crowd! ’

‘This is Pariiiiiiiiiiis! ! ’

In the vigorous singing, the Paris bus drove slowly out of the training camp, and the fans burst into huge cheers.

Bi Yalong and other die-hard fans even walked into the car directly, following the Paris coach's away field challenge.

Walked out from the Logus training camp and drove all the way to Paris Avenue. On the wide road, the Paris bus led the way, and the fans who swooned followed.

In the aisle, the private cars are also infected by this atmosphere, they have long honked.

Long, piercing sounds pierced the sky.

On both sides of the road, passers-by also stopped and waved towards the Paris bus.

Their eyes are full of expectation, they know that these Paris soldiers went to Spain to fight for the glory of the city.

At this moment, they are glorious Paris soldiers, and every Parisian citizen likes them from the heart.

The big LED screen scrolled the wonderful goals of Paris, and the slogan was extremely arrogant.

‘We are about to capture Bernabeu! ’

Romantic Parisians are not romantic at all, they burst out with the most primitive passion.

They are all united, waiting for the news of the team's triumph.

Since the lore in the quarterfinals of the Champions League against Bayern Munich, the enthusiasm of the entire city has been ignited.

'S recognition of his hometown and his support for the team have skyrocketed.

A sense of honor and pride permeates every Parisian.

They are proud of Paris, and they love the Paris Saint-Germain who gave them pride.

Among them, Yi Le won the title of "Paris Hero" for his lore goal.

This is not a hero in the Prince Park, but a hero in the city of Paris, from which you can see how much they like Yi Le.

Crowds of people came to each side of the main road from various intersections. Due to traffic pressure, the city bureau mobilized police to block all intersections. Except for the main roads for Paris buses, other roads to the airport were blocked .

Looking down from above, besides a straight main road, the remaining branches are filled with a lot of Paris fans and citizens, just like a dark ocean.

And the bus in Paris seems to be the absolute protagonist in the military parade, where they will cause cheers and applause.

French TV station urgently mobilized a large number of live broadcast vehicles to broadcast this grand event to the world.

French name. Powell looked excitedly standing in front of the fence, shouting to the camera:

"Today is the carnival in Paris, this scene is really incredible, I feel that the whole city is coming!"

"They come to practice, they cheer for our team."

Powell turned to point the camera at the barrier behind him, and the whirling crowd excitedly said: "Look, how crazy they are!"

Lens capture, Paris fans are crazy.

"Here is Paris! We will win!" A young man, holding up the Paris scarf, shouted towards the camera.

"They are children of Paris! They are the bravest fighters! Yes, we are about to capture Bernabeu! Eliminating the Spanish team, I believe they can definitely do it!" A 70-year-old, white-haired old lady, looks Shouted excitedly.

"They made us feel proud and glorified. They did a big thing for their hometown. They are eligible to get these!" A strong man grinned and took a sip of wine, haha ​​laughed: "We will Real Madrid! "

The camera pulled back, and Powell's cheeks twitched a little. He was so excited that he couldn't manage his expression, but he stretched his face hard and said in a deep voice:

"With these lovely people supporting us, we have no reason to fail! No!"

Powell paused, turned his head to look at the street in the distance, and smiled: "They are coming!"

The Paris bus came slowly from a distance, followed by a convoy of Paris loyal.

They haven't come yet, but the sharp whistle has already exploded.

The bombing of Paris begins!

Didi Didi Didi Didi Didi Didi Didi Didi! ! !

Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

The scene was boiling, and a huge hustle and bustle filled the sky over Paris.

The crowd shouted loudly at the crossing, and some white-collar workers protruded from the building, waving their arms and cheering loudly.

"Destroy them !!"

"Come on! You are the best !!"

"Don't give up! We await news of your triumph!"

"Neymar, don't be afraid, we are all supporting you!"

"Killian, you need to run faster, I want to see you score!"

"Tiago, the team has given you!"

Among the noisy cheers, Yi Le's voice is the highest.

"Easy! Take out your skills and kill this game!"

"Easy, this is my phone number!"

"Easy, take this game, I can do anything with you!"

Cheering, the Paris bus swaggered through the city, they silently set foot on their own battlefield.

The bus was very quiet, and the Paris players looked silently at this scene through the window.

The pictures contained expectant faces, the hysterical shouts, which made them feel great pressure.

Mbappe was sitting next to Yi Le. He couldn't help swallowing and said, "Yi, if we lose, will they beat us?"

Yi Le turned his head to forget the past, his eyes full of incomprehension.

In contrast, Neymar in the front row turned and smiled, "Bash? They will tear you apart!"

Mbappe: "!!!"

Yi Le frowned: "Don't scare him!"

Neymar smiled hey ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Others are also a bit tolerant.

In the Paris team, Mbappe has always been a breathing bag. The players always like to bully him, watching Mbappe humming to find Yi Le to complain.

Mbappé was a little dissatisfied. He always felt that the players regarded him as a child.

Among them, Neymar, who is black, is the most excessive. Now think about it, Mbappe can't help but feel fortunate. At that time, he found Yi Le Ren Boss. Although he had a larger training load, it was for his own good.

Looking at the smiling eyes of the team members, Mbappe could not help but lifted his chest and said hardly: "I'm not afraid, besides, they like us very much, even if they lose, they won't beat us, right, easy?"

After hearing the words, Yi Le froze for a moment, and then kept a strange silence.

Others also said nothing.

This time, Mbappe panicked.

Why don't you speak?

Mbappe cautiously said: "There will be security guards to protect us, right?"

"Poof! Killian, you are scared !!! Hahahahaha !!!"

Everyone couldn't help it anymore, and all laughed out loud.

"Did you say you were not afraid?"

"Ha ha ha ha, little Killian is afraid of being beaten!"

Neymar even burst out with tears on his thighs.

Yi Le also couldn't help but turn his head and shrug his shoulders.

Mbappe's face was flushed and he turned around vigorously: "Big liar! I won't talk to you anymore!"

After hearing the words, the car burst into laughter again ...

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