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Chapter 0987, in the bottom of my heart(1/2)

At this time, the San Siro Stadium has become a sea of ​​joy for the Real Madrid general.

As a very familiar opponent and a mortal enemy in the same city, Real Madrid players did not express much comfort for the loser.

On the court and on the sidelines, they celebrated wildly!

The emotions that have been suppressed for many years are finally released at this moment!

Zidane pumped his fists in excitement, then suppressed his emotions and shook hands with Simeone in a symbolic gesture.

Simone's face was livid, he just touched his right hand and turned around to leave.

Zidane ignores him!

At this moment, his face is full of smiles!

This half season has been simply mythical and perfect!

He took over Benitez's coaching position midway and unexpectedly achieved a Grand Slam!

Debut is the peak!

This feels so good!

The two defensive heroes Varane and Casemiro who were substituted hugged each other tightly.

In this game, the two men successfully completed their tasks and performed outstandingly.

Ronaldo and Bale, who came on the bench, also hugged excitedly.

The two made great contributions in the offense and also paid a lot for the final victory.

On the court, Ronaldo cheered excitedly and stood alone in the middle of the court, enjoying a moment of relaxation.

Modric and Kroos hugged each other by the shoulders and were in a good mood.

Benzema comforts national team teammate Griezmann.

Although the relationship between the two teams from the same city is not good, there are still many players on both sides who have a good relationship.

Ramos is also comforting Koke.

Carvajal is exchanging jerseys with Gabi.

At this time, Long Yu was also talking to his little brother from Atletico Madrid.

He gave his jersey to Kranevitt and comforted his River Plate brother.

"Young man, you performed well today and did not embarrass River Plate."

"But we still lost, I'm still too weak..."

"No, it's not that you are weak, it's that we are too strong. Come on, you will definitely become a world-class star in the future!"



Long Yu comforted his juniors, thinking about his time playing football in Argentina.

Most of the teammates who fought in the A-League together can only hang out in China now.

Those who can study abroad and come to Europe are very rare.

This Kranevitt is already very good.

Walking down the field, he met Zidane.

Without saying a word, he came up with a bear hug.

"long! You are so awesome today!"

"I didn't perform very well. If I had performed normally, Atletico Madrid would have been finished long ago."

"Haha! You kid!"

"Continue next season!"

"Must continue!"

He raised his head, and in front of him was the most familiar stand.

Milan die-hard stand.

Countless Milan fans are applauding themselves.

Although the game is over, the excitement of Milan fans is still not over.

Their team failed to reach the end, but they were happy for the former vice-captain when they saw him win the championship.

Long Yu came to the stands and applauded to thank him.

"Long! Play well at Real Madrid!"

"Don't embarrass Milan! Hahahaha!"

"You are the best striker in the world! The best striker in history!"

"Whenever you feel uncomfortable staying at Real Madrid, go home!"

"You are always welcome in Milan!"

Listening to the cheers of the fans, Long Yu suddenly felt a little wet in his eyes.

He raised his head to stop tears from flowing out.

Just at this glance, a familiar figure appeared in the private room.

It’s Chang Ming!

He was smiling and applauding Long Yu and extending his thumb.

He pointed at Long Yu with his finger, then pointed his index finger upward, and then gave a thumbs up.

Long Yu naturally understood what this meant.

Xiaolong, you performed so well in this game!

This season your performance is number one in the world!

You are the best!

Long Yu smiled proudly and stuck out his tongue.

My performance this season can be regarded as the best in the world!

Well deserved!

"long! long! long!"

Long Yu turned around and saw a seven or eight-year-old boy calling him loudly.

Of course, in this environment, a child's voice can easily be lost.

But with the shouting of several strong men around him, the effect was different.

Long Yu walked over with a smile, and the little boy shouted excitedly.

"Long! I like you so much! Why do you want to leave Milan!"

The Milan jersey on the little boy reveals his identity.

Long Yu gently touched his head and said nothing.

Reaching out for the jersey, he remembered that his jersey had been exchanged with Kranevitt's.

You can't give him the Atletico Madrid jersey.

Long Yu took off the wristband on his hand and handed it to the little boy.

Then turned and left.

That's a Real Madrid wristband.

Above is the Real Madrid team emblem.

Looking at the Real Madrid emblem, the little boy felt even more regretful.

I was still depressed about Long Yu's departure.

But suddenly he saw something that seemed to be written on the inside of the wristband.

It is sewn with needles and threads of different colors.

Turning it over and looking at it, there are two words written on it.

boca.

n.

In Long Yu's heart, these two clubs will never be forgotten.

Always keep it in my heart.

The podium was quickly set up in the center of the San Siro Stadium.

Real Madrid soldiers took the stage one after another to receive the championship medals.
To be continued...
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