In the locker room, when Wallar came in, as usual, the music stopped and there was silence.

Everyone was watching Waller.

He should say something tonight to inspire the morale of the team.

"Boys,"

"Go to the game! Go to win! Go to make history!"

"We are about to go through a Champions League final, remember that everyone who has helped us will win! Come on! 1, 2, 3! Leverkusen!"

It's over.

Finished?

Only three sentences?

Zheng Zhi was a little confused. In such a major game, Waller's speech was so low. It was like the first time he went to a hotel to play chess with a girl, and he just entered the door and directly got the cannon on him.

No mood, no atmosphere, no feeling.

Zheng Zhi and the others still yelled together, but Zheng Zhi continued to take over the topic.

"I've won."

???

Everyone was deceived by Zheng Zhi's words.

I don't understand what it means.

Zheng Zhiche continued: "I have won, we don't even need to play this game."

Novotney immediately rolled his eyes, "What the hell are you talking about? The game hasn't even started!"

The others also looked at Zheng Zhi suspiciously.

Then Zheng Zhi looked at Matisseke and said, "Look at Matisseke, he has 8 brothers and sisters, imagine how his mother raised her family."

Then he turned to Ribery, "Look at Frank, he grew up in one of the most backward areas in France."

"Ronaldinho, you always come out of the slum, isn't it just for this day? Although you can't play, I know that within 90 minutes you will stand tight with us."

"Michael, you're going to be a father this summer,"

"Ponte, this may be the only chance in your life. The Brazilian sports news section tomorrow is written with your name, not Roberto Carlos."

"Fra, now the whole of Slovakia is watching you."

...

...

"And I, I've come here from China."

"1.1 billion Chinese are waiting for me to fight side by side with you."

"My brothers!"

"This is our story, our brotherhood. We are not just a team, we come from all corners of the world, all kinds of cultures, races, and religious beliefs. But we are here now, together in the locker room in France, working hard for the same dream. Because of football, we become brothers!"

"This is our victory!"

"That's Leverkusen, that's why I love the sport so much!"

Everyone got goosebumps. Even Barack and Ronaldinho, who were not on the court, were also excited.

"victory!"

"victory!"

"victory!"

The atmosphere in the locker room was instantly pushed to climax, and everyone shouted with their arms raised.

Wollar stood aside in amazement.

Zheng Zhi is so awesome! He feels ashamed of himself!

Everyone followed out of the locker room door and came to the player's passage.

He was aggressive and murderous! It was like an army with strict military discipline, and the one who walked in front was Zheng Zhi wearing the captain's armband.

"Farke?"

"The aura of those guys is a bit scary?"

"Did you take some medicine in the locker room?"

The players on Real Madrid seem a little calm and the atmosphere is relatively relaxed. Roberto Carlos is chatting with Redondo. Now he sees Leverkusen's attitude, he is really scared. Raul and Redondo also look at them.

But in a blink of an eye, Carlos saw Ronaldinho walking slowly out of the locker room.

"Ronaldinho,"

"come over."

Roberto Carlos waved Ronaldinio in a black T-shirt.

The big brother of the national team called him, and Ronaldinho quickly walked over.

"Roberto,"

"Who lost, who treats to Lapa?"

The style of painting has changed...

"lapa?" Ronaldinho blinked, but he didn't expect that the boss wanted to play this with him. The place of Lapa is the rainbow light district in Rio de Janeiro. How could the boss have such a taste?

"Haha, that's OK."

"But I haven't been to copacabana, why not go to copacabana?"

"Can."

"What are you two talking about?" Zheng Zhi was very curious.

"Let's talk about elegant things. You don't understand, you don't understand. Okay, I'm going to the stands. Come on! You must win!"

"I won, I will take you there too. I will cover all of my first-teammates!"

Ronaldinho waved his hand and left, and at this time, a loud tenor sounded at the entrance of the player's passage, and he knew that it was the voice of Italian tenor Pavarotti with his eyes closed. Today he came to perform for the opening ceremony as a guest.

The voice became louder and louder, and the rushing player passage came wildly, making Zheng Zhi become energetic again. He subconsciously raised his hand and tightened the captain's armband on his left arm, and turned his head to look at Libery.

As a result, Ribery kept biting her lips and almost biting her lips.

"Frank,"

"I've played all the semi-finals,"

"The same goes for the final, no difference."

Zheng Zhi's right hand fell on Ribery's left shoulder and pressed him hard.

"When you get used to it later, you will find that the finals are just like that."

Ribery rolled her eyes, "Zheng,"

"I can't control it."

"Spread, weak legs, and a little confused."

"It's like stepping on the clouds."

"Don't,"

"Raise your chest, open your eyes, fight!"

The right hand strengthened.

"This will be the most important battle in your life!"

"come on!"

Real Madrid's third captain Salgado is not far away from him, listening to Zheng Zhi and Ribery chatting, but Salgado's English is a bit bad and he doesn't understand it very much. Morientes behind him said to his head.

"This little guy is scared."

"If he kicks you, you'll be harder."

Morientes understood, so he quickly gave the captain a suggestion. To be honest, he didn't even look down on Salgado, but he was the third captain of the team. Jero and Guti were not there, so Salgado was naturally the captain on the court, but no matter how he looked, he was not like a captain...

"I will."

"I'll get him lost on the court."

...

...

After the ten-minute performance, the Italian bald referee Corina took the referee team members from behind and rushed to Bosque and Voral, raised his hand to look at the watch, and then asked if they were ready. Both of them nodded one after another.

"Let's go~" he waved.
To be continued...