The road to godhood starting from Ligue 1

Chapter 75 He will set out from Corsica to conquer the European continent

Sunset Cafe Bistro.

The UB members gathered together and cursed those who questioned Gaio.

For them, there is no right or wrong, only stance.

They stood firm in their support for Gaio.

Bastia has not produced an active national team player for many years. Now that they finally have a single player, they must provide support.

Modoso downed a glass of anise liquor in one gulp and slammed it on the table. The others looked at him.

Modosso said, "I decided to paint the TIFO we prepared for the next game on the side of the central building of Terra-Vecchia and make a huge portrait, just like the people of Naples painted the portrait of Maradona on the streets of Naples. We in Bastia should also have a totem now!"

When this was said, no one objected.

"This should have been done a long time ago. I think the image selection is excellent this time! Gaio deserves it!"

"I support!"

"I'm going to contact other people right now to move this matter forward. I don't think the city government will bother with us."

Modosso smiled and said, "Of course they won't care. Yesterday, the mayor defended Gaio in an interview with the Bastia Soirée."

Everyone laughed and continued to talk about their doubts about Gaio, using the same vulgar language.

They express their most passionate emotions in this straightforward way.

After drinking for a while, I don’t know who started it.

"Geo! Geo!"

The UB members sang the song they made for Gaio together, which attracted other fans in the pub to sing along.

".Your presence is a Corsican hurricane!
Your shots set the enemy's net on fire!
Fight, Bastia!"

".Your goal is a fist smash to your opponent!

When you run, the earth trembles.
The Deep Blue Army is your army!"

On days when there are no football matches, Sunset Cafe and Tavern is rarely so lively.

Bertrand, who was constantly busy, frowned and muttered to himself, "I have to call someone to bring in more wine. These drunkards..."

Bastia training ground.

Gaio was calm and collected, training as usual every day as if nothing had happened.

Instead, it made other players feel a little uncomfortable.

Logically speaking, with so many ups and downs in the outside world, shouldn't Gaio react?
If the players were in the same situation as now, they would have already made harsh remarks on social media and would have been determined to prove themselves.

Gaio didn't.

It was so normal as if nothing had happened.

Hagibegic and Chatham were in the office, looking at the players training outside the window, both of them sighed.

"Gio has finally grown up. Now it seems that without that experience in prison, he might not have become mature." Hajibegic nodded with relief.

He had even thought of a lot of words to comfort and guide Gaio, and wanted to use his own experience as a player as an example.

But Gaio didn't need to.

Chatham smiled and said, "Maybe if there are untalented players in the future, we can throw them into jail and try."

Haha.

They both laughed.

Chatham continued, "But it seems that prison is indeed a good place to reform people. Gaio and Angra both became different people after they came out of prison."

Hajibegich nodded.

Angula is an important rotation guard for the team.

He may not have achieved as much as Gaio, but his life is rich enough.

Angula was kicked out of the house by his family when he was eight years old. While living on the streets, he became interested in the violent and bloody Muay Thai. With enough enthusiasm, he began to learn Muay Thai and became a professional Muay Thai player.

However, he was seriously injured in a Muay Thai match, and his future in Muay Thai was ruined. Disheartened, he and his bad friends went astray and embarked on a road of crime.

At the age of 20, he was sentenced to one year in prison.

After being released from prison.

Angula turned over a new leaf and decided to start his life anew, so he transformed into a semi-professional football player. He played for the fourth-tier French team, Goulaume, and Dunkirk, and showed very good strength.

So this summer, he was spotted by Bastia and signed by Chatham for free, becoming an important force in the team's promotion to the Premier League.

Chatham's recruitment strategy for Bastia has some characteristics: all of them are free transfers, and all of them are players with various problems.

Bastia gives them opportunities and tolerates them, and they can choose to start over here.

And these "bad guys" are in line with the team's rough style.

Like every time Gaio gets fouled.

Rothen and others looked like they were ready to fight, and the players committed fierce fouls during the game.

The other side has to think twice before committing a foul against Gaio.
Isn't this an alternative form of protection for Gaio?

Chatham and Hajibegich stood by the window together. He said, "Since Gaio doesn't care, we shouldn't care too much either. We are Bastia! We are the islanders in the eyes of mainlanders, synonymous with vulgarity, ferocity, and brutality. We don't need others' recognition, we just need to scare them."

He turned to look at Hajibegic, "Just like the emperor back then, conquering the European continent depends not on the recognition of others, but on strength!"

3 month 31 number.

It was around 6:50 in the evening at the Cesari Stadium.

A thunderous sound erupted.

Although the team could only accommodate more than 10,000 people, it seemed to have awakened the ancient monster underground, and the ground was shaking!

Bastia and Laval players are already in the player tunnel preparing to enter the field.

Gaio listened to the noise outside the stadium.

His eyes are as bright as a torch.

Did he see the turmoil in the outside world these days? Of course.

Did he care? Not really.

On the first day of the incident, he received a text message from Zidane, "Focus on training and playing, that's what you should do, I'll take care of the rest."

And greetings from family.

Even Mbappé called him and said, "In my heart you are the best!"

He also said, "When you return to Clairefontaine, my parents will invite you to our house."

Also at yesterday's pre-match press conference, Hagibegic acted out of character.

"We hope that in the last few rounds we will be the winners, we want to be champions and yes, we are now in a position to compete for the title."

"It's perfectly normal for Gaio to be part of the national team. Everyone who has seen him play knows how talented and capable he is."

"Geo deserves 30 million. If you ask me, he's worth 100 million."

"He will set out from Corsica to conquer Europe!"

and so on.

Gaio knows that no player can escape questioning, not even Maradona, Pele, Ronaldo, or now Cristiano Ronaldo and Messi.

Who doesn’t move forward step by step amidst doubts?

This is the only way for a player to reach the top.

Because mediocre people really envy talent.

They are always eager to find shortcomings in geniuses, belittle others, and narrow the gap between themselves and others as much as possible. Many people use this method of self-comfort and self-victory, and it is even engraved in their bones.

To put it another way, it’s human nature.

"C'est parti!"

The referee's voice came from the front of the queue.

Gaio withdrew his thoughts.

As soon as he entered the stadium, in addition to the roar of the sky, a large banner on the stands facing the player tunnel attracted his attention.

In other words, it attracted everyone's attention!

Including the fans watching the broadcast.

On the blue banner, there is a sentence:

"Yann Gueho n'est pas qu'un joueur c'est une déclaration de guerre!"

(End of this chapter)