The morning light once again rose above the city of London.

Early in the morning, the streets of London City began to be filled with fans coming from all over the world.

The appeal of the Champions League final is the biggest football feast of the year in non-World Cup years. Any fans with conditions will try to get a ticket to the final.

In addition to the fan tickets assigned by the two teams and clubs, other neutral tickets can be said to be true that the Eight Immortals show their magical powers across the sea.

Under such circumstances, it is quite difficult for domestic fans to come to London to watch football.

Countless fans who support Liu Feng can only come to the Ball Bar where they are in the city early on this day to watch the game.

The red and white tones filled every place related to football on the streets of China this night. Manchester United, which also has a high support rate in China, disappeared out of thin air that night.

Both CCTV 5 and News Network reported on the news that Chinese player Liu Feng will leave the 2010-2011 Champions League final in the early morning tonight.

Even fans who don’t care about football on weekdays have learned about this event and the meaning behind it.

Today's sports weekly newspaper was sold out early, and the streets and alleys were vaguely showing the trend of football in 2002.

And this time, Chinese fans are no longer trying to be a team, but a person.

"Liu Feng, I love you!!!"

"A Feng! It's over!!!"

On the way to the Arsenal bus to Wembley, Liu Feng did not bring his headphones, because he had seen the bright red color more than once in his eyes.

Five stars shine brightly, and in the sun, Chinese faces are very eye-catching.

"Hello!"

Opening the car window, waving to the domestic fans on both sides of the street, Liu Feng showed a very happy smile on his face.

He has had intimate interactions with domestic fans who came to watch his game more than once.

Every time, after the day of training, he saw his compatriots coming from afar outside the parking lot, he was always willing to stop and take a photo with them.

With waves of fans returning in London, news of Liu Feng's approachable affinity has long been spread throughout China.

So, a bold little fan handed a small five-star red flag to Liu Feng.

After taking the banner carefully, Liu Feng's expression was quite solemn. This is where all his hopes are condensed in a foreign land by Chinese people.

"You are our pride!"

Outside the car window, the middle-aged man holding the little fan and his wife shouted loudly to Liu Feng who was leaving.

Obviously, this is a family that brought their family to London to cheer for Liu Feng.

“…”

The eyes drifted away from this family, and Liu Feng's eyes gradually shone. At this moment, in addition to wanting to win today's game as a player, there was another kind of power in his heart.

Across the oceans, countless fans who spoke the same language and shouted for him came to him in a trance.

Carefully putting the national flag in his bag, Liu Feng packed up his mood and started chatting with Arsenal's teammates again.

Compared to Liu Feng, most of the other players sitting in the car are British players, but the little Fa who sat next to him was Spanish.

As a football powerhouse, Spanish fans obviously did not give Little France too much support as China cheered for one person.

From the car window, I occasionally saw Spanish fans coming from afar. After saying hello to them, Xiao Fa had nothing to do.

As two soul figures in the frontcourt of the team, Liu Feng and Xiao Fa reached an agreement at one point at this moment.

In fact, both of them started their careers since they were sixteen or seventeen years old. Compared with other peers, their experiences made them mature faster.

Now Xiaofa is 24 years old and has been poached by Wenger from La Macia. Although he has won the World Cup with Spain, he is always a little short of something.

Wealth and honor are not returned to our hometown, like walking in brocade clothes at night, this bitterness is indeed a bit difficult to digest.

"Do you miss home?"

"How do you ask this question? It's OK."

"Haha, I miss my life in Spain. To be honest, I haven't heard anyone around me speak Spanish for a long time."

"Um."

Compared to Liu Feng, who has great determination to leave the domestic football giant, La Liga is actually a very good league for any player.

In other words, Fabregas actually has a way to go compared to Liu Feng.

In the subsequent exchange, after realizing that although Liu Feng missed everything about his motherland, he did not put aside all the thoughts of returning to China to play football, Xiao Fa gradually calmed down.

People have their own sorrows, and they can only talk to each other, and it is difficult to understand each other.

"Will we win today's game?"

"Francisco, look into my eyes."

Seeing his teammates suddenly feel sad as they chatted, Liu Feng turned around and looked at Xiaofa with a bright look.

"Can you accept that we missed the championship?"

"cannot."

"Very good, then tell me, will we win?"

With one sentence to the heart, Liu Feng's eyes instantly made Xiaofa's heart firm.

"We will definitely win!"

“That’s right.”

After patting his teammates on the shoulders, Liu Feng's inner confidence had reached its peak at this moment. No matter who his next opponent was, he had only one idea to overturn them.

It won't work if anyone comes.

"Okay, guys, get out of the car."

In the parking lot of Wembley Stadium, Arsenal, which is well-known, got off the car first, and the players followed Wenger all the way to the familiar locker room of the stadium and sat down steadily.

"Speaking of this, this is the third time we have been here this season."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Wenger easily reminded the fans of the two previous scenes of winning the cup here.

"Haha, coach, I think the result will be the same this time."

The little tiger shouted out directly, which made the other team members laugh.

"I feel so, too."

With a familiarity, Wenger began to stick stamps upwards one by one.

"Then now, it's time to announce the starting list."

In one sentence, all the team members sat up straight in an instant.

Everyone's eyes were full of eagerness to look at the professor, and no one didn't want to be the first to make it in such a grand event.

"Then, first announce the first player, the left winger~"

"maple!"

This is an arrangement that is undisputed and no one has any objections. Liu Feng has now become the spiritual pillar of the team.
Chapter completed!