The Godfather of Greenery

Chapter 153 World Wave

May 5st, International Labor Day.

In Spain, on May [-]st International Labor Day, all shops are closed, so the entire downtown area of ​​Madrid is empty, and almost no shops will open.

According to the living habits of the Spaniards, their main entertainment and activity on this day is drinking and chatting.

But this year's May Day is obviously different from previous years, because this year's Madrid is full of a chill atmosphere.

A lot of foreigners came from nowhere, wearing red and white striped jerseys that obviously did not belong to Real Madrid, wandering around the urban area of ​​Madrid. They shouted slogans to get rid of Real Madrid in groups, and they even played A variety of flags were raised to support their teams.

You know, this is the territory of Real Madrid. If it weren't for the policemen who are still on duty on holidays at every intersection, and the deterrent effect brought by the police cars with flashing lights beside the police, I believe There must be some Real Madrid fans rushing forward to teach this group of Dutch a hard lesson.

As night fell, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians in the urban area, and more people walked into the Bernabéu stadium, or returned home, watching the TV, waiting for the upcoming live broadcast, but the police did not stop at all because of this. Feeling relaxed, instead, they patrol every road in the city, setting up makeshift guards at every intersection.

The helicopter kept circling back and forth over the urban area, but it did not approach the Bernabéu Stadium because they were worried that this would affect the match going on in the stadium.

Around the Bernabéu stadium, the police surrounded it like an iron barrel with three layers inside and three layers outside. All fans who could not buy tickets were divided into two groups. Real Madrid fans were separated from Ajax fans. In different city squares, watch the live broadcast on the huge display screens prepared by the city government.

The night was getting dark, the game had already started, and the streets were so quiet that there were not even mosquitoes.

"I really envy Garcia, their team can perform duties on the court!"

At a sentry post at an intersection south of the Bernabéu, a young policeman complains to his colleagues.

"I don't think they may be happy, because they have to face the court!" The colleague said with a smile.

Police officers who enter the stadium on duty must face the stadium with their backs facing the stands. This is indeed a torture for many police officers, because they can hear the movement but cannot watch the game live. Depressed, but equally excruciating.

"We can even hear the sound faintly!" The young police officer looked at the brightly lit Bernabéu stadium not far away, and sighed in his heart, "By the way, the Ajax team that came tonight What is the background of the head coach?"

"Chinese, 28 years old, very young." The older policeman said here, pouted, "but it seems to have offended the group of uncrowned kings in our Marca newspaper, so..." After finishing speaking, He laughed tacitly.

From their point of view, the group of reporters from the Marca newspaper judged Ye Qiu in the newspaper more with a kind of amusing mood to watch the excitement. They have long been accustomed to the newspaper and media's fear of chaos tone.

"Can it beat our Real Madrid?" asked the young policeman.

When he said this, the elder police officer's expression immediately became serious, "I don't know, I heard that this team is very troublesome."

At this moment, a rustling signal came from the walkie-talkie on the shoulder of the elderly policeman, "Sentry at the intersection of Lima, sentry at the intersection of Lima, Odeya, report the situation, OVER!"

The older police officer immediately grabbed the walkie-talkie and put it to his lips, "Odeya, the sentry at the intersection of Lima, everything is normal here." But he didn't say OVER, but after a pause, he asked into the walkie-talkie: " Lima Road sentry, please ask the headquarters, what is the score now?"

"The score is still 0:0 at the Lima crossing post, OVER!" Instead of criticizing, they replied.

"The sentry at the intersection of Lima heard it!" Odeya smiled, "If you have any news, please notify immediately, OVER!"

The walkie-talkie was quickly turned off, and the young police officer opposite Odeya scolded his mother with a worried face.

"According to the time, it should be the second half, right?"

Odeya nodded, "Damn the Dutchman, it's so difficult to deal with, it's really worrying!"

He believes that at this moment, all Madrid, Spain, and even Real Madrid fans all over the world must be like him, very worried, and can't wait to call the Ajax player and the one with a very awkward name. The heads of the Chinese were screwed off.

"We have so many stars, we should be able to win!" The young policeman hoped.

Odea really wanted to tell this young colleague that sometimes more stars may not mean victory, but he couldn't say it, so he felt that what Real Madrid needs at this moment is the prayers of their fans, not doubts .

"We can't even see people on the street, so the headquarters shouldn't let us work overtime, we should let us go to the football game." The young police officer was obviously dissatisfied with working overtime on holidays, but not because of hard work, but because he couldn't see this game.

Time every minute, every second, seems to become very slow.

At the quiet intersection in Lima, they can only see that the opposite intersection is also boring, but they are all worried about their team colleagues.

Two people work in a team, and two teams are in charge of an intersection. If it is a relatively large intersection with a lot of people, there will be more police force deployed, and a large square like some fans gather will gather a large part of the police force. I am afraid that a fan riot will happen accidentally.

When the time jumped to 22:20, the game time should have been 80 minutes in the second half, but there was still no news.

The whole of Madrid seemed to be turning into a pot of hot water that was about to boil, with countless emotions brewing and waiting to erupt.

Are you happy?Still depressed?Is it success?Still fail?
Just when everyone was a little impatient and lonely, all the walkie-talkies in the whole city, from the helicopter up to the sky, to the sentry police on the ground, rang almost at the same time.

A hoarse shout came from the intercom.

"The ball went in!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"The great Zidane scored a goal, the world wave!"

When Odeya heard the news, he was taken aback for a moment, and then hugged tightly by his colleagues who were so excited.

The whole of Madrid has completely turned into a pot of boiling water, and crazy emotions are spreading rapidly in the city.

All the Real Madrid fans were celebrating wildly, venting the excitement brought about by the team's goals.

Zidane, the French superstar who joined Real Madrid at the highest price in the world, showed his superstar value in this crucial game. In the 83rd minute, he scored a goal for Real Madrid. Feet can be called a great world wave!
The whole city is shouting Zidane's name, at this moment, he is the city hero of Madrid.

"Attention all units, attention all units, enter the highest level of alert, once again, immediately enter the highest level of alert!"

The latest orders from headquarters came over the intercom, and it was clear that the game was coming to an end and the police needed to worry about fans from the visiting team.

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The moment the Swedish referee blew the whistle to end the game, Ye Qiu crouched on the grass of the visiting team's bench at the Bernabéu.

He hugged his head to prevent anyone from seeing his expression at this moment, but everyone could easily feel the unwillingness and grief emanating from this young head coach.

In the two rounds, Ajax performed better. In the first round at the Arenal Stadium, Ajax had the advantage, but in the end it was a 1:1 draw. , Ajax turned away from the guest and played a fierce attack from the very beginning, threatening Real Madrid's goal again and again, but the young Casillas was like a god in front of the goal, blocking high and low, at least resolved Ajax had 3 must-goal chances.

Ajax players showed more fighting spirit and desire to win, so even in the second half, when their physical fitness was not continuing, they still maintained a strong combat effectiveness and frequently launched attacks on Real Madrid's hinterland. On the contrary, Real Madrid , the overall rhythm is held back by Ajax, they are very uncomfortable playing under this fast pace, and Ajax's strong pressure and pressing, they can't play the beautiful football they are proud of and proud of come out.

But Ajax lost in the end.

In the last period of the game, the Ajax players were not reconciled to 0:0, because this score meant that Ajax would be eliminated, so they attacked more fiercely, and a sharp counterattack by Real Madrid, Elguera followed After Roberto Carlos cooperated on the left, the Brazilian left-back used his speed to forcefully overtake Maicon and made a cross from the bottom.

Zidane was near the penalty area line, and before Roberto Carlos's cross landed, he volleyed with his foot and a half sideways. He hit a world wave with his left foot and hit the upper left corner of the goal. Van der Sar was beyond his reach.

Ye Qiu's mind is blank now. He doesn't know if this shot is the same as Zidane's Flying Immortal kick in the final against Leverkusen in his previous life. He only has one feeling now, that he wants to kill someone. !
No one can accept such a failure, because it is too useless.

Isn't the world supposed to be fair, and the team that performs better, works harder, and works harder wins?
Why did Real Madrid win?

On the field, the group of young Ajax players all fell on the turf of the Bernabéu stadium. They didn't take into account that this is the palace of football. At this moment, it is the focus of the fans all over the world. Tears fell down, and many people even lay down on the grass and cried loudly.

Lost, they lost!
After fighting for a year and working hard for a year, I lost in the end!

"Don't do that!" Bobby Harms walked out of the visiting team coach's bench with a serious face, came to Ye Qiu's side, squatted down, and gently patted Ye Qiu's head. He could feel Ye Qiu's situation at this moment. Feeling very sad, angry and unwilling, but also very helpless.

"Football is like this. Someone wins and someone loses. No matter whether you win or lose, you should accept it calmly." Bobby Harms said lightly, "It was once said that people who have never experienced failure , don’t know how to succeed!”

"So..." Bobby Harms was suddenly a little sad, his voice was even a little choked up, but he quickly took a deep breath to calm himself down, "...So, you have already stepped into the threshold of success , you should be happy, and, look at your players, they need a strong head coach who can lead them out of pain and failure!"

In the stands of the Bernabéu Stadium, Eliza's eyes were red. She rarely saw Ye Qiu like this. In her impression, Ye Qiu's image should always be full of confidence, even a bit too much. Now, that should have been a year ago, when Ajax finally lost the league title.

Failure, for a confident man, is really hurtful.

Eliza suddenly felt sympathetic to this man, maybe it was a little bit of closeness, and it was a bit of a woman's natural tendency to protect the weak, but she really felt that Ye Qiu was really pitiful!
But she also knew Ye Qiu very well. She didn't think Ye Qiu needed someone to comfort him or support him. In her impression, Ye Qiu would always be able to overcome these difficulties by himself.

Sure enough, not long after, Ye Qiu stood up from the ground.

The live TV footage obviously hoped to capture Ye Qiu's crying expression, but unfortunately, they were completely disappointed.

Even if they adjusted the focal length very close and portrayed Ye Qiu's entire face on the lens in every detail, the only thing they could see was the red threads in Ye Qiu's eye sockets, but they couldn't see anything flowing through them. Traces of tears.

But those red, bloodshot eyes can make everyone feel the sadness and unwillingness easily, but at the same time, they can also feel a sense of strength.

I saw Ye Qiu walk into the field, pulling his players up from the ground one by one, ignoring their sweating profusely, hugging them tightly, and kept talking in their ears, obviously is to encourage them.

After appeasing his players, Ye Qiu went to the coaching bench of the home team. During this process, he met Zidane, Figo, Raul and other Real Madrid superstars. respect.

In football, respect is earned by strength.

Although Ye Qiu and his Ajax were eliminated in this match, they won respect.

"Congratulations, Mr. Bosque!" Ye Qiu graciously chose to congratulate Bosque.

He has always been like this, he will talk about demeanor to those who are pleasing to the eye, and get out of the way to those who are not pleasing to the eye.

Bosque shook hands with Ye Qiu, but at this moment he didn't have a winner's smile, but a calm expression on his face, which made Ye Qiu feel more comfortable, because no matter whether Bosque was happy at this time or accompanied by Ye Qiu's sadness, that would be the same. All of them will make Ye Qiu feel uncomfortable, especially the latter, which is very fake and hypocritical.

On the contrary, his expression was indifferent, which made Ye Qiu feel comfortable.

"Your team is very strong. I firmly believe that you will win sooner or later." Bosque said politely.

"Thank you!" Ye Qiu thanked, but didn't say much to Bosque, turned around and left.

This is the Bernabéu stadium, and it is also the stage where Real Madrid celebrate as winners. As a loser, Ajax should not stay here to humiliate themselves, not only the Bernabéu stadium, but also this city called Madrid .

But at the moment when he led the players into the player tunnel, Ye Qiu stood at the entrance, turned around and looked at the huge and spectacular Bernabéu stadium, and secretly swore in his heart, "Sooner or later, I will definitely come back again! "

In the post-match press conference, Ye Qiu surprisingly became the protagonist. Obviously, in the eyes of these media people, the tragic Ye Qiu and Ajax were more news stunts, while Real Madrid took the lead. To win is a bit taken for granted.

But Ye Qiu didn't get angry like everyone guessed, or confronted the reporters impulsively. The last time he competed with the Spanish reporters at the Arenal Stadium, it was more to arouse the morale and fighting spirit of the players. Now there is no such need.

"Real Madrid is even better. They are a very good team. They have a group of outstanding superstars who can decide the outcome of the game in an instant. I think they are very hopeful to have the last laugh in this year's Champions League. I Best wishes to Mr Del Bosque and his Real Madrid!"

On the day before this game, another semi-final finally decided the outcome. Leverkusen successfully advanced to the final and became Real Madrid's opponent in the final. Leverkusen is also very good this season Hope to get the title of Triple Crown, everything seems to be back to Ye Qiu's previous life.

As the victor, Bosque was also full of praise for Ajax and Ye Qiu. He believed that Ye Qiu had proved his strength well and should not be questioned or blamed, and Ajax was a He is a very young but talented team. He firmly believes that under the leadership of Ye Qiu, this team will continue to grow continuously.

"They have proved their strength game by game. They are already an emerging force that cannot be ignored in European football. I believe that in next year's Champions League, Ajax will still maintain a strong competitiveness. It will even be more mature and stronger than it is now."

But obviously, not all Spaniards are as friendly as Bosque, at least that reporter from the Marca newspaper named Luis Cano obviously wanted to disgust Ye Qiu, so he used a very provocative question at the press conference Once again angered Ye Qiu.

"Mr. Ye Qiu, a week ago, you boasted that you were going to conquer the Bernabéu stadium. What about now? Do you think you have succeeded?" Louis Cano looked at Ye with a kind of European arrogance. Autumn.

Ye Qiu really wanted to tear the Spaniard into pieces, but he had to endure it, so he stood up straight away, turned around and left the press conference at the Bernabéu without saying a word.

This was another time he left the stage early, and behind him, there was still unscrupulous sneering.

(End of this chapter)