Since the starter list was announced, the passage of time has accelerated rapidly.

After a short rest at the training base, the entire Gunners took the bus to the Emirates Stadium.

As home games, they naturally had already stepped on countless games in the past few days of training, so they didn't remember to enter the venue for warm-ups. Everyone leisurely entered the locker room from the parking lot and then changed their clothes.

Another training base in the city, Barcelona players who borrowed the Tottenham stadium also boarded the bus to the Emirates Stadium under Guardiola's shout.

Sitting in the car, the Barcelona players were quite quiet. Everyone looked out the window as the Gunners fans became closer and closer to the stadium and were speechless.

Among them, Fabregas, who is sitting behind the car by the window, is most complicated.

He didn't regret his decision. Choosing to leave Arsenal when he achieved his greatest achievements was his inevitable choice for him to return to Barcelona.

However, this generation difference still makes him feel a little mixed.

Although as La Macia's youth training return, Xiao Fa really didn't find that feeling of home in Barcelona. He had a premonition that the club that paid a huge price but did not achieve results on him would soon sell himself again.

Obviously, when you don’t have enough strength, going home is not a good choice.

"Okay, get off."

Compared to the image of constantly talking on the training ground and on the court, Guardiola rarely talks.

He got out of the car first after driving into the Emirates Stadium with booing in the sky, and then led the team members to the locker room led by the staff.

Compared to Arsenal, Barcelona needs to do more. They changed their jerseys and stepped into the stadium after a short break in the locker room, and quickly got used to the stadium before the game started.

Revisiting the old place, the memory of being eliminated by the Gunners in the quarterfinals last season was returned to my mind, Messi and a group of the main players of last season seemed a little silent.

They devoted all this silence to the warm-up.

"Both teams have started to warm up, and the fans of Emirates Stadium have made a huge noise."

Liu Jianhong and CCTV's broadcast team came to the scene again. Looking at Arsenal on the court who entered the court shortly after Barcelona began to warm up, it was obvious that the calls from the entire court were given to the home team by fans.

Both teams were very focused on warm-ups, and they didn't have much eye contact with each other. Even when they returned to the locker room, they would go back, so there was no need to say anything during this warm-up period.

Soon, both parties arrived at locker room time.

"Last season, right here, we were eliminated."

Puyol, who was like an angry lion, stood in front of the Barcelona players. While the team's style was becoming more and more elegant and a little dull, Puyol still maintained his hot and iron-blooded heart.

"Now, tell me, what are you here for!"

"Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!!!"

"Very good~, then do it!"

With his right hand stretched out, the players came up one by one, and Puyol brought the team's atmosphere to a fever pitch.

The anger and fighting spirit that the Barcelona players have been accumulating has been completely realized.

"So, come out!"

He pushed open the door of the locker room and just after the staff knocked, Puyor killed out with murderous intent. Behind him were a group of Barcelona players who were like him.

Compared to Barcelona, ​​the shouting of Arsenal before going out is simple but exciting enough.

"Arsenal is the champion!!!"

"Roar! Champion!"

The two teams met in the player channel with full momentum, and Gunners captain Liu Feng and Barcelona captain Puyor stood side by side behind the referee group.

Although he is not as good as the veterans around him in terms of age, Liu Feng's aura is not at all lost to Puyor.

With a strong oppressive height and confident momentum, his subsequent smile completely disintegrated the murderous look that Puyor cast.

"Out!"

The referee on duty calibrated his watch for the last time and then strode into the court.

As the passionate Champions League theme song rang over the Emirates Stadium, the two teams entered the camera.

"Hello CCTV, CCTV, audience, welcome to watch the 2011-2012 European Champions League quarterfinals Arsenal's home match against Barcelona. I am commentator Liu Jianhong."

The official opening remarks are accompanied by the scene of two teams taking a photo on the court, this event that will make countless fans crazy every year has come again.

"This is two teams meeting in the quarterfinals for two consecutive seasons. Last season, Arsenal finally eliminated Barcelona at home. The two sides of the battle this season are not sure what the outcome will be."

On the court, a series of pre-match ceremonies were soon completed, and Liu Feng and Puyol came to the referee.

“Choose a face.”

"I'll choose the right one."

"Then I'm against it."

Since he came to the referee, Liu Feng discovered that Puyor had been staring at him. He was familiar with this Barcelona iron-blooded defender who looked like a lion. When he was still a fan, Puyor was definitely a leader in Barcelona.

But I didn't expect that I still have the chance to fight the other side head-on again.

"And, Arsenal elected."

“Take-off.”

After winning the coin guessing victory, Liu Feng decisively chose the kick-off for the team. Then, after he took the ball and placed it under his feet, he actively extended his hand to Puyol.

"Add some advice."

“…”

Puyol thought he had expressed his hostility clearly enough, but the smile on the man in front of him still forced him to stretch out his hand.

"I won't show mercy."

"Of course, neither do I."

After the two captains rushed towards their teammates, the overture was coming to an end.

"The players on both sides stood on the court, A Feng chose the kick-off for Arsenal, and the game began soon."

Looking up, facing each other, Liu Feng finally had a direct look with Messi, who was described by the media as his strong rival in this game.

“嘘~嘘!!!”

Then, there was no more.

"The game officially started, Afeng pushed out the ball, Aguero turned around and passed it back, and the ball was given to Gansuo in the midfield."

Arsenal's ball control continued after the start of the game, and Barcelona did not step forward to press on the first time. Their formation Gunners were also 442 in this game.

This world-renowned game officially kicked off.
Chapter completed!