Legendary Road

What Yan Jing said in the press conference hall was on the homepages of major football news websites in just half an hour.

As the bus drove into the parking lot, Yan Jing returned to the hotel where he was staying, emphasized to the players the discipline that should be followed at night, and then walked back to the room to rest.

Yan Jing washed his face with cold water in the bathroom, and when he was about to go out, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket rang, and he took it out to check the caller ID, it was Zorke calling.

"Yan, are you in a bad mood today?"

Of course Yan Jing understood the purpose of Zorke's call, he touched his chin in the mirror, and answered the call without a word.

"I'm fine, Mr. Zorc. It's just that Mancini is too much, you know..."

Yan Jing roughly recounted what he had heard in the afternoon, and then shut his mouth and waited for Zorke to be filled with righteous indignation like him, but the other end of the phone was silent for several seconds before hesitating to speak.

"Yeah, according to what the Italian media described before, Mancini should not be such a person, and I haven't seen any media reports on this matter. Are you sure he said that?"

"..."

There was a moment of bewildered silence, Yan Jing in the mirror remained motionless, only the slightly constricted pupils proved that this was not a wax figure of life-scale.

Yan Jing began to try hard to recall the face of the Italian reporter. He had a good memory, and after a comparison in his mind, he quickly found that the reporter who asked questions in the afternoon and evening was the same person.He has always been a face-saving person, thinking about what he said to Mancini at this moment, made his face turn red and blue with embarrassment.

What a shame!

Although it is not enough to compare every penny, Yan Jing has never been the kind of saint who can be merciful and forgiving to strangers, not to mention that he has always disliked the media that makes big news when there is nothing to do.Perhaps it was too smooth a while ago, and no media in Germany deliberately tried to punish him, so every time he was able to deal with it gracefully and calmly.But this time he led the team to Italy for the first time and was severely slapped by the local reporter, Yan Jing felt aggrieved.

Seeing Yan Jing gritted his teeth and stared wide-eyed in the mirror, he probably had already skinned and scraped that rumor-mongering reporter a hundred times.

Well, well, damn Italian!Don't let me meet you again if you have the ability!

"Strict, strict?"

Hearing the voice on the phone, Yan Jing realized that he was still talking with Zorke, and he patted his head in frustration.

"Mr. Zorke, I'm sorry, I might have been tricked." Yan Jing turned around and stood in front of the window, the dark night sky outside the window made him calm down, "But don't worry, Dortmund will definitely come back by special plane."

Yan Jing's verbal bet quickly spread throughout the European football circle. Some people thought he was brave, while others thought it was a grandstanding.

If you can't win, go back to Germany on foot?

The neutral fans who read this news were all looking forward to the follow-up development, and the Inter Milan fans laughed even more.

Ha, I really don't know where this Chinese is so self-confident, arrogant guy, if you lose the game, it depends on how you step down.

The evening sports news of German TV also followed up and reported the news in time. Gotze sat cross-legged on the sofa and witnessed the scene through the TV screen.Although he didn't understand the cause and effect of the incident, he thought from the bottom of his heart that Yan Jing's back with a sneer and turning away was really cool.

The news was finished soon, and Gotze looked up at the wall clock. It was less than eleven o'clock, and the boss was probably still asleep.He took out his mobile phone from the crack of the sofa, hesitated for a while looking at the address book, and finally mustered up the courage to press the dial button.

Pulling down the curtain and taking a comfortable hot bath, Yan Jing fell into Simmons with a bath towel wrapped around his waist, and the soft fluff rubbed against him, causing a faint itching.He yawned long and was about to take a good rest when the phone beside his pillow started to vibrate again.

"Boss! Are you asleep?"

He lifted the phone to his ear, and just pressed the answer button when he heard Gotze's voice, and Yan Jing answered in distress.

"Just going to bed. Mario, what do you want?"

Gotze was lying flat on the sofa at home, and when he heard Yan Jing's reply, he kicked his calves out cheerfully.

"I saw the news on TV, the one where you said you lost and walked back to Germany, and I wanted to know what happened."

It's such an embarrassing topic again.In order to save face in front of the younger generation, Yan Jing decides to tell a fib.

"Cheer the players on so they're definitely motivated."

"Oh... Then what if, I mean, what if you lose the game? Are you really going to come back?"

"Idiots do that." Yan Jing has no psychological burden on this. "We still have a league game on the weekend. Is my face or the team's results more important? What's more..."

Before Yan Jing finished speaking, Gotze shouted in a confident voice one step ahead of him.

"Not to mention Dortmund will never lose. Right boss?!"

"That's right, Mario." Yan Jing looked at the ceiling and smiled, feeling much better, "Is there anything else you need?"

"Well, yes, there's one more important thing. The tie...do you have the tie I gave you?"

"I brought it." Yan Jing made sure that he packed the tie into the suitcase before leaving.

"so……"

On the other side of the phone, he faltered and refused to speak, Yan Jing chuckled, he could still see through the young man's little thoughts.

"I was going to command tomorrow in the tie you gave me, it's beautiful and I distinctly remember the first game we wore it we won three to zero."

"Really! That's great...Mom! I'm going to bed right now, right now!"

Yan Jing could hear the excitement in Ge Ce's words. He was about to say something when he heard Ge Ce being urged to sleep, so he changed his words: "Go to sleep, Mario, it's getting late."

"I got it, I got it, I'm going to sleep now. I'll watch the game on time tomorrow! Boss, good night!"

"Good night." Yan Jing recalled the interesting incident that happened during his trip to London with Gotze last time, and couldn't help joking, "Don't forget to ask your mother for a good night kiss."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, the phone was hung up harshly by the other party. Yan Jing could even imagine Ge Ce blushing and slamming the bedroom door angrily.

Mario has such a thin skin.

The corners of the mouth turned up unconsciously, Yan Jing turned over and wrapped up the bedding, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

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Yan Jing had a good night's sleep without dreams last night.

He straightened the yellow and black striped tie on his chest, and waved his hands vigorously at the players who were ready to go.

Walk!The fight is gone!

Dortmund's bus sped toward San Siro - at least today it was called San Siro.The players sitting in rows in the car resumed their usual twittering. Last night, after they were disbanded, they ran to the room where Metzelder and Odon Kerr were. The reason for saying.

"Is there a quarrel between Mancini and the boss?" Kyle was the first to ask, "Why don't I know."

"Personal grievances? Could it be that the boss cast a spell on him before?"

"That said, it's really not impossible!"

As the leader of the first team, Metzelder grinned: "Hey, who cares, we have to support our leader no matter what! If we lose the game, not only the leader, but also our face will be lost."

"It makes sense, although I don't think it's possible for the boss to actually let us go back, but it's about Dortmund, which is our face."

The captain's words were unanimously approved by all the team members.Can't lose, absolutely can't lose.After drawing tomorrow's goal, the spontaneously held Dortmund's first emergency meeting within the team also came to a successful conclusion.

"Figo, Samuel, Pizarro, Cesar, Solari... This year's summer transfer window, Moratti, as always, has been generous, and almost satisfied all Mancini's wishes for supplementary players." Dicker and Feyer, the golden pair of commentators, continued to serve as the commentary for the German broadcaster of the game. Feyer smiled and briefly introduced the current situation of Inter Milan to the German fans, "The boss is so generous, I think Mancini can be called The most envied head coach in the Apennines this summer."

As for Dortmund, Feye and Dicker need not say much.

"The director just sent us the starting lists of both sides for this game!" Feyer glanced at the list in his hand, "Let's take a look at Dortmund first, goalkeeper Weidenfeller, and Odon Kerr on the forward line, Kohler, Everton, this striker has not changed from the last game against Porto. In the midfield, due to Rickon's injury, it is Legambino, Kyle and Klinger. The defense is Yan Jing Chosen to replace Benzeska with Thiago Silva, Dede, Metzelder and Warnes still start."

"For Inter Milan, the goalkeeper chose Cesar, who has played well recently. The central axis has not changed this season. The central defender Cordoba and Materazzi are an unshakable combination. Favalli and Zanetti is separated on both sides of the backcourt." Dicker made sufficient preparations before the game, "Inter Milan has a lot of talents in the midfield, which is a sweet trouble for Mancini. In the end, he chose Cambia, who cooperated more tacitly. Suo and Veron partner Figo and Pizarro, and the combination of Adriano and Martins on the striker has always been Mancini's first choice.

Yan Jing and Nafier walked through the player tunnel to the visiting team's bench. At this time, Mancini also came out with his assistant coach. They looked at each other, and no one chose to take the initiative to shake hands.

What happened at the press conference yesterday was just a misunderstanding, but Yan Jing is not willing to apologize to Mancini now.

Inter Milan's lineup is more than a star and a half stronger than Dortmund's. If you lose the lineup, you can't lose the momentum.

Yan Jing thought, if he could get three points from San Siro in the end, maybe as the winner, he would have the heart to apologize to Mancini.

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