When Jung Tian opened his eyes and looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, he knew that perhaps the most important day of the season had arrived.

On this day, he had breakfast with his teammates in Metz, and then had low-intensity physical training in the gym provided by the hotel, followed by lunch, followed by lunch break. Not long after lunch break, it was time to have a very simple dinner. After dinner, the whole team set off to the Forian Stadium in Saint-Mountain, where to warm up and prepare for the battle with Paris Saint-Germain.

The day actually passes quite slowly, especially before such an important game, everyone can't wait to start the game. They even worry that the rest will be wiped out if they have too long.

Fortunately, they are now in the locker room at the Forian Stadium in Holy Mountain.

Today's locker room is much quieter than usual, no one can play the noisy rock music, and there are fewer people taking a bath. Many people choose to bow their heads and ponder at this time.

This is a moment that determines the fate of a season, and their opponents still look strong, it is fake to say that no one is nervous.

Chu Zhongtian heard a sound beside him, and there was a sound of murmuring that he couldn't hear clearly or understand. He turned his head strangely and realized that it was Ribery. His companion closed his eyes and was muttering something in his mouth.

He waited patiently for Ribery to finish reading, and then asked him, "What were you doing just now?"

"Recite the scriptures." Ribery replied, with a solemn expression on her face.

"Is the Qur'an?" He saw his Christ-believing teammates chanting the Bible in the locker room, but this was the first time he saw Ribery do it in the locker room.

Ribery nodded.

"I remember you never did this before..."

"I suddenly felt irritated and couldn't concentrate," Ribery said to him. "So I recited a passage of scripture, which made me feel the peace of mind again. 'He once brought calm to the hearts of believers so that they could add faith to their faith.' Lord, let us have a peaceful heart..." Ribery said to Chu Zhongtian after reading it, "I feel much calmer now."

"I thought you were never nervous." Chu Zhongtian said to Ribery.

"How is it possible, I am a human, not Allah." Ribery shrugged. "Maybe it's not nervous, but over-excited. Both nervousness and over-excitedness will affect my performance on the court, so I want to seek a calm heart. What about you, are you nervous, Chu?"

Chu Zhongtian shook his head, "No, I rarely feel nervous on the court... No." He thought for a while, and then said to Ribery, "Maybe never."

Ribery grinned at him: "You are such a monster!"

※※Wang Hao and Lin Beiyao came to the outside of the Fulian Stadium in Shengshan together, and smacked their tongues as they watched the crowds of people.

"Only in such a place, I feel that there are quite a lot of foreigners." Lin Beiyao sighed.

The Forian Stadium in Saint Mountain can accommodate 26,671 people to watch the game at the same time, and today's game is estimated to have no less than 23,000 fans flocked to the stadium.

Paris Saint-Germain fans entered the stadium early under the strict protection of the local police in Metz because the fans of both sides were actually not fuel-efficient. Although football hooligans in England, Italy and Germany are the most famous, there are also extreme fans in France. Metz fans have recorded gatherings to make trouble, and there are also real football hooligans among Paris fans.

Considering the particularity of this game, the Metz police are facing a great enemy. Every fan who scores a goal must undergo a police inspection. Things like flagpoles are absolutely not allowed to be brought into the stadium. Once the iron stick is found, let alone the things are confiscated, even people are not allowed to enter the stadium. They must also be registered and included in the "football hooligan" list, and are not allowed to approach the stadium.

"Huh?" Wang Hao saw a familiar silhouette while looking around. He stared at it for a while and confirmed that it was someone he knew: "Miss Mathilde?" he shouted.

After hearing Wang Hao's call, Mathilde also saw him and Lin Beiyao, so he squeezed over: "Hello. Are you also watching Chu's game?"

The two nodded.

Lin Beiyao pointed to the camera hanging on his chest: "I still want to take pictures of the website."

"Lin, you have worked so hard."

"I like taking photos for Brother Chu," Lin Beiyao shook her head, a smile appeared on her face.

"Oh, I said it was such a coincidence!" A man suddenly inserted into him obliquely.

When Lin Beiyao saw the uninvited guest, her face changed and she suddenly felt the desire to vomit. The person who appeared in front of her was not someone else, but the driver of the taxi she took when she went to the Furyan Training Base in Holy Mountain. She absolutely did not recognize the wrong person because this person had a scar on his hair.

When Wang Hao and Mathilde saw Belmont, they also remembered their previous experience of riding in his car, and their faces became unnatural.

"I said I really didn't expect that I just found an entrance to line up and I could meet you. What a coincidence, haha!" Belmont hugged Wang Hao's shoulder very well, and then greeted the other two, "Good evening, beautiful ladies!"

At this time, the other three people noticed that behind Belmont there was an old man lying on the iron railing. Seeing his constantly shaking shoulders, it seemed that he was... vomiting?

Belmont also noticed their eyes, looked back, quickly let go of Wang Hao, then turned around and patted the guy on the back. This time the other three clearly heard the poor man's "hate" sound... "I was in a hurry to watch the game, so I pulled a guy who was walking with me. I told you that I am very enthusiastic! For everyone is a fan of Metz, I didn't ask him for a single euro fare!" Belmont was still showing off his warmth in the ancient road.

"It's arrived in five minutes, but fortunately I'm not late."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man vomited out "wow" again, giving the best footnote to his sentence.

Looking at the scene in front of me, the three of them could no longer say anything... When a few people walking together walked up to the stands and found their respective positions, the players below were warming up on the court.

Wang Hao and Lin Beiyao saw Chu Zhongtian at a glance. Lin Beiyao took out his camera and started taking photos, taking photos of fans, players under the auction, and news media on the camera.

The two of them heard a whistle coming from a distance, excitedly Belmont.

"Fuck those Parisians to death!" He raised his middle fingers and yelled.

Mathilde was a little far away from them, she was alone among a group of Metz fans, and she seemed a little restrained when the game didn't start.

When the players finished warming up and returned to the locker room, the stands were basically full. The game was about to begin in half an hour, and the atmosphere in the stands gradually became warmer.

The fans in Paris were shouting: "Go to Marseille to die!"

They did not take the opponents of this game to heart, while Metz's fans fired back with a slogan "Going ashore with the body of PSG (Paris Saint-Germain)". Metz's fans shouted to the Paris fans in the stands through the two floors of police: "Don't look down on us, you are asking for trouble!"

Paris fans continued to ignore Metz and shouted racist slogans that insulted Marseille players. "Luindula, we have bananas here!" Even though they were across France, they did not forget to attack their archenemy.

※※※The fans outside are stirring up the atmosphere of the entire stadium. In Metz's locker room, the atmosphere is not much colder than outside.

Fernandez just finished a brief pre-match arrangement meeting, reminding everyone to pay attention to several key figures of the opponent and how to find opportunities to attack. The more detailed tactics have been told to the players during previous training, so there is no need to waste time and repeat them at this time.

When the head coach Fernandez finished speaking, he led his coaching staff out of the locker room, leaving the players with a few minutes of his own time. He knew that these players must have something to say before such an important game.

Sure enough, Ribery was leading everyone to shout with him, "Bobiconi is not good at this, but Ribery, the real leader of the locker room, is doing it with ease."

"There is half an hour left, guys! This is not the last round of the league, but the most important round of the league! The effort of a season depends on these ninety minutes!" Ribery stood in the massage chair, the highest person in the locker room, and some young players were incited by him, standing in their seats, waving the towel or jersey in their hands, and echoing him loudly.

"Those damn Parisians look down on us, we must let them taste our awesomeness! They only have horse racing in their minds! But today, we will make them remember only our names in these ninety minutes! Don't forget to say hello to them at the beginning of the game!!"

"Those damn Parisians are just fighting for a fourth place, just a qualification for the League Cup! But we are fighting for the right to survive! Who wants to be demoted to Class B? Who wants to play in Class B?" Ribery looked around.

"We don't want to go!" shouted the players who always follow him on the team.

"I don't fucking want to go!" Ribery waved hard.

"So we have to win this game! We have to win! We have to win!" He used three consecutive "must win".

Chu Zhongtian was so excited that he was infected by his blood. He stood in front of his actions and clenched his fists. In the relegation battle, the opponent was Paris Saint-Germain again. This was a really great stage, a stage that surprised the whole of France!

I am a person from the "Mad Gang", and the people from the Mad Gang never bow their heads!

So what about Paris Saint-Germain? I have scored a goal from Lyon and took a point from their home court!

※※The atmosphere in the dressing room here in Metz is very fanatical, and the dressing room at Paris Saint-Germain is relatively quiet.

"Rolic." The team's head coach Laurent Fornier is assigning tasks to each player separately. "Your task is midfield defense in this game, but you have to pay attention to your actions and don't get me a red card in the game anymore!"

Rorik Karnar nodded. When he thought of the last time the two teams confronted him, he would clench his fists - being defeated by an unknown man is simply a shame! Fortunately, God opened his eyes and gave him such a chance to revenge. He not only wanted to defeat that kid in the game, but also helped the team defeat Metz and put them in the abyss of relegation. Go to the second division next year, bastard kid!

Jérome_rothen, who was sitting next to him, glanced at Kana with a hideous face, and felt a strong evil spirit, which made him shudder. He had already prayed for the Metz player who didn't know his name, hoping that Kana would not tackle another one this time... Poor man, who made you annoy our "killing machine"?

※※※The players of both sides soon met in the passage.

And coincidentally, Chu Zhongtian happened to be standing beside Rorik Kana!

Chu Zhongtian looked at Kana, and Kana also looked at him. The two of them completely ignored the others around them and looked at each other. There was anger in Rorik Kana's eyes, while Chu Zhongtian was not showing any weakness and competed with the other party for endurance.

Of course he knew why Kana looked at him with such a look. Because the last time two people collided with Mars and Earth, Kana was sent off the court. Of course, Kana was not convinced by the loss to the referee. If it were Chu Zhongtian, he would not be convinced. So this game is naturally a good chance to revenge.

The two of them didn't know how long they looked at each other, but they heard their respective captains shouting: "It's time to play!"

Kana glared at Chu Zhongtian again and pulled his eyes back.

When Chu Zhongtian saw that he had withdrawn his gaze first, he turned his gaze forward.

The two teams finally stepped onto the stadium.

The live broadcast of the Holy Mountain Forian Stadium is leading fans to shout the names of every Metz player out.

Usually he shouts the player's name, and then the fans follow him and shouts the player's last name. For example, when the captain comes out, he yells in a lengthening voice: "Stefan--"

The fans followed and shouted in unison: "Bobiconi!!!"

No player is like this.

The player's status and popularity in the minds of fans can be seen intuitively from the level of shouting from the fans.

So when Frank Ribery appeared, the cheers he received were the highest in the game. As the most dazzling star in the team, it is completely normal for him to have such a high popularity.

Chu Zhongtian, who appeared with Ribery, also cheered many fans, but he was weaker than Ribery.

Mathilde, who had looked very reserved before, also raised his arms with the people around him, and shouted: "Chu--!" She became more and more like a fan.

※※※The alarm clock at the head of the bed rang, Chu Zuosheng turned over and got up, groped and turned on the bedside lamp, picked up the headlight, and took a look in his mind - 2:50. The game was three o'clock, so it was time to get up.

He pressed the alarm clock and looked at his wife who had turned over.

"Get up, it's time to watch my son's game!" He shook his wife.

Zhou Xiaoxiang responded in a daze, but she had not woken up yet.

"Don't you want to see your son? It's time." Chu Zuosheng shook his mind in front of her half-open eyes.

Zhou Xiaoxiang stared at her mind for a while before slowly awakening: "The time is up?" She looked up and asked her husband.

Chu Zuosheng nodded: "I'll go watch TV. Get up and put on your clothes and wash your face with cold water."

"Okay." Zhou Xiaoxiang sat up and started to wear clothes.

Chu Zuosheng walked out, and not long after, the voice of CCTV commentator He Ping sounded in the living room.

"...The players on both sides have appeared! Chu Zhongtian is still in the starting lineup. In such an important relegation battle, head coach Fernandez still gave Chu Zhongtian full trust, which can prove that he is now the well-deserved main player of this team!"
To be continued...