Vol 3 Chapter 159: Manchester Branch

Dortmund did not have much time to prepare after arriving in Manchester City, so Zhou Tiancheng could not agree to Yang Cheng's invitation is understandable. Klopp valued the first game very much and was too late to adapt to the Etihad Stadium.
There are only two days to prepare for Dortmund.
And Yang Cheng is also preparing in full swing, he is very confident, and must give Zhou Tiancheng a surprise today.
Three hours before the start of the game, Yang Achievement gathered everyone in a bar not far from the University of Manchester, a stronghold he often likes to stay.
Originally it was not business hours, but this bar was completely different. Today, it is already lively at noon during the day.
Yang Cheng was late because of something in school. When he entered the bar, there were already at least hundreds of people gathered at the door.
"Brother Yang."
"Come on, Brother Yang."
When he saw him, everyone greeted him and spoke all in Chinese.
Yang Cheng looked at the scale in front of him, and said with a smile: "Brothers are awesome, it's all here, right. Sorry, something's wrong at the moment, a little late."
Everyone responded with a smile.
"Brother Yang, what did you say? Didn't you say he had agreed? Who can't come?" A lean boy wearing glasses immediately interfaced.
A fat man next to him immediately pushed him with his elbow: "Four eyes, what do you say? We certainly hope Zhou Tiancheng can come, but is Brother Yang not good at speaking? If Brother Yang doesn't call, you ya Are you ready to go to the scene aside?"
The spectacled boy did not show any weakness, and looked at him contemptuously: "Oh, I am not like you fat fat man, blindly patting horse farts. With a pig face, you are not open in your heart, it should be photographed on the horseshoe."
"Brother Yang, four eyes say you are a horseshoe!" The fat man immediately complained loudly.
Yang Cheng watched the two men quarrel, but he felt helpless. The fat man and the four eyes are a pair of enemies. The two are classmates.
"Okay, fat man, four eyes, there is no time to fight for you two today." Yang Cheng took out the key, opened the bar door, and then said to everyone: "Come in, let's prepare everything we have prepared." take it out."
Several people immediately ran to the back of the bar and rummaged in the cabinet. When they stood up again, they had various cheering equipment: inflatable rods, a set of Dortmund No. 10, which was Zhou Tiancheng’s jersey, This is standard. There are even four or five people holding big drums in their hands.
Yang Cheng looked around and asked, "What about the slogan I want you to prepare?"
"Here is Yang Brother!" The boy with glasses who had been fighting before took it out of his backpack and said with a smile: "Brother Yang, do you think it's OK to write like this?"
Yang Cheng glanced and nodded, "It's good, it's good, the most important thing is this. Four eyes, you're doing this beautifully."
The boy in glasses said with a smile: "Brother Yang, let me be assured of this kind of thing. I'm not a product that doesn't have a long brain but only a fat body."
The spectacled boy glanced at the fat man again, without fear of the sharp eyes and muscles on the opposite side.
"Okay, okay, let me say a few words." Yang Cheng quickly clapped his hands, diverted everyone's attention, and cut off another fight that might appear, emphasizing: "Brothers, everyone must put their energy today. Brother Cheng rarely came to England to play once. This is the first official cheering event of our Manchester branch. In short, there is a requirement-all must give me a sense of presence! At least let Brother Cheng see our existence."
"It's no problem, brother Yang, look at this. Let's pull this slogan on the court. It is estimated that no one pulls the wind more than us, hehe!"
Yang Cheng nodded and looked at the time: "It's almost time, let's go."
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The contest between Dortmund and Manchester City is the focus of this group. Of the four champions, the optimistic group is naturally two champions from the five major leagues. Although Ajax was once brilliant, it was unmatched in Europe in a period. , But now they no longer have the strength to compete for the qualifying position in this group.
So to a certain extent, it is possible to decide who is the first team in this opening game. And as Manchester City, who wants to play hard in the Champions League this season, touches the defending champion as soon as they come up, this game is attractive enough to attract Mancini's attention.
In the locker room, he focused on explaining how to seize the initiative in the game, especially the initiative in the midfield. He didn't know how many times Zhou Tiancheng's name was mentioned.
Every time I mention it, Yaya Touré takes a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down: isn’t he coming? Is there something weaker than him?
Yaya Touré seems to do this with psychological hints.
Klopp said only, "Boys, don't forget our advantage."
...
The two sides walked into the Etihad Stadium and were immediately surrounded by a blue. In the background sound of the Champions League theme melody, every time the DJ read the name of a player, a burst of cheers broke out at home fans, including Aguero and Dzeco. The starting forward received the most cheers.
When it was the Dortmund player's turn, it immediately turned into boos.
It's almost Zhou Tiancheng's turn~EbookFREE.me~ Yang Cheng and Dortmund expedition fans stayed together in the visiting team's fan area on the south side of the grandstand, Yang Cheng shouted, "Brothers, make trouble, put them on The boos of him are suppressed!"
"Oh!" Everyone jumped up. Shouted insanely.
"Boom! Boom Boom! Boom Boom Boom Boom!!!"
The sound of the bass drum suddenly spread throughout the stadium, and for a time prevailed.
"Haha! Cool! Sure enough, it's still equipped! The slogan is for me!"
Yang Cheng's people were completely caught in the rhythm of self-hi, not far from them, their movement naturally attracted the attention of their fans of Dortmund expedition. I looked at them one by one.
"The dial next door is your own? The movement is not small!"
"Where are these brothers born?"
"Hey, isn't that brother Yang? Sister Ling, don't you think that..."
Chu Yunling followed her gaze and happened to collide with Yang Cheng's gaze. The two smiled in surprise, beckoning.
Yang Chengli greeted: "Brother Cheng came out! Hurry up, raise the height, then reach the higher point! Oops, put it on the team flag, otherwise Brother Cheng won't see it!"
Chu Yunling stood up, she was curious, what are they doing?
She stood a little sideways and saw the slogan raised by Yang Cheng: the brothers of the Manchester branch are coming! Come on brother!
Seeing such slogans, a smile appeared on Chu Yunling's face. She noticed that Yang Cheng was also like herself, most of them were young Chinese faces.
In just over a year, he pulled out a fan of this size in a place where Zhou Tiancheng had no foundation.
Old Yang, you can!
Of course, Chu Yunling was more proud of Zhou Tiancheng.
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