May 1, International Labor Day.

In Spain, all shops are closed on May 1st International Labor Day, so the entire Madrid city is empty and almost no shop will open.

According to the Spanish's living habits, their main entertainment and activities on this day are drinking and chatting.

But this year's May Day Labor Day is obviously different from previous years, because this year's Madrid is full of a solemn atmosphere.

Many foreigners who came from somewhere, wearing red and white arrow-stick jerseys that obviously did not belong to Real Madrid, wandering around the city of Madrid. They were yelling slogans to kill Real Madrid in groups, and they even played various flags to support their team.

You know, this is the territory of Real Madrid. If it weren't for every intersection, standing like a big enemy, standing on duty on holidays, and the shock brought by the police car with lights flashing beside the police, I believe some Real Madrid fans would rush up and teach this group of Dutch people a hard lesson.

As night fell, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians in the city, and more people walked into the Bernabeu Stadium, or returned home, guarding the TV, waiting for the upcoming live broadcast, but the police did not feel relaxed at all. On the contrary, they patrol every road in the city and set up temporary posts at every intersection.

The helicopters circled back and forth over the city, but did not approach the Bernabeu Stadium because they were worried that this would affect the game played on the stadium.

Around the Bernabeu Stadium, the police surrounded the place like an iron barrel. All the fans who could not buy tickets were divided into two groups. The fans of Real Madrid and Ajax were separated, and they were in different municipal squares, watching the live broadcast with the huge display screen prepared by the municipal government.

The night gradually became dark, the competition had already begun, and the streets were so quiet that there were not even mosquitoes.

"I really envy Garcia, their team of people can work on the court!"

A young police officer complained to his colleagues at a post at a crossroads south of the Bernabeu Stadium.

"I don't think they are happy either, because they have to turn their backs to the stadium!" The colleague said with a laugh.

The police officers who enter the stadium must face the stands with their backs to the stadium. This is indeed a torture for many policemen, because they can hear the movement but cannot watch the game on the spot. This depression that can be seen but cannot be eaten is also very tormenting.

"We even heard a vague sound!" The young policeman looked at the brightly lit Bernabeu Stadium not far away and sighed in his heart, "By the way, what is the origin of the Ajax head coach who came tonight?"

"Chinese, 28 years old, very young." The older policeman said this and curled his lips, "but it seemed to offend the uncrowned kings of our Maka, so..." After saying that, he laughed tacitly.

In their opinion, the reporters of the Maka newspaper's judgment on Ye Qiu in the newspaper was more of a fun mood to watch the fun. They had long been used to the accent of newspapers and media that they were afraid that the world would not be in chaos.

"Can you beat our Real Madrid?" asked the young policeman.

When he said this, the senior policeman's expression immediately became solemn, "I don't know, I heard that this team is in trouble."

At this moment, a rustling signal came from the walkie-talkie on the shoulder of the elderly policeman, "Lima Road Intersection Post, Lima Road Intersection Post, Odeya, report the situation, OVER!"

The elderly policeman immediately grabbed the walkie-talkie and leaned over to his mouth, "Lima Road Intersection Post Odeya, everything is normal here." But he did not say OVER, but paused, and asked to the walkie-talkie: "Lima Road Intersection Post Office, what is the score now?"

"The Lima Road Intersection, the score is still 0:0, OVER!" Not only did not criticize, but also answered.

"I heard the Lima intersection post!" Odeya smiled, "If you have any news, please notify immediately, OVER!"

The walkie-talkie was turned off quickly, and the young policeman opposite Odya cursed with a worried look on his face.

"Seeing according to the time, it should be the second half, right?"

Odya nodded, "Damn Dutch, it's so hard to deal with, it's really worrying!"

He believed that at this moment, the fans of Madrid, Spain, and even Real Madrid all over the world must be the same as him, very worried, and they wanted to twist off the heads of Ajax players and the Chinese who had a very difficult name.

"We have so many stars, we should be able to win!" the young policeman hoped.

Odeya really wants to tell this young colleague that many stars may not necessarily mean victory, but he can't say it. Therefore, he feels that what Real Madrid needs at this moment is the prayers of their group of fans, not doubts.

"We can't even see personal images on the street, so the headquarters shouldn't let us work overtime, we should let us watch the game." The young police officer was obviously dissatisfied with working overtime on holidays, but not because of hard work, but because we couldn't see this game.

Every minute and every second of time seems to become very slow.

At the quiet Lima intersection, they could only see the intersection opposite, bored, but they were all worried about their team colleagues.

Two people have a group, and two groups are responsible for an intersection. If it is a relatively large intersection with more crowds, the police force will be arranged. For example, the large square where some fans gather, a large part of the police force is gathered, for fear that a fan riot will occur accidentally.

When the time jumped to 22:20, the game time should have been 80 minutes in the second half, but there was still no news.

The whole Madrid seemed to have turned into a pot of hot water that was about to boil, and countless emotions were brewing and waiting to explode.

Is it happy? Or depressed? Is it success? Or failure?

Just when everyone could not stand the loneliness of waiting and was a little impatient, the whole city, from helicopters to guards on the ground, all walkie-talkies rang almost at the same time.

A shout of hoarseness came from the walkie-talkie.

"The ball is in!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"The great Zidane scored a goal, world wave!"

When Odeya heard the news, he was stunned at first, and then he was hugged tightly by his colleague who was so excited that he was so excited that he was so overwhelmed.

The entire Madrid completely turned into a pot of boiling water, and crazy emotions spread rapidly in the city.

All Real Madrid fans were celebrating wildly, venting the excitement brought by the team's goals.

Zidane, the French superstar who joined Real Madrid at the world's first sky-high price, reflected the value of his superstar in this critical game. In the 83rd minute, he scored a great world wave for Real Madrid!

The whole city was shouting Zidane's name, and at this moment, he was the city hero of Madrid.

"All units should pay attention, all units should pay attention to, enter the highest level of alert, and say again, enter the highest level of alert immediately!"

The latest order from the headquarters came from the intercom. It was obvious that the game was about to end and the police needed to worry about fans from the visiting team.

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When the Swedish referee blew the whistle to the end of the game, Ye Qiu squatted on the grass of the visiting team coach's seat at the Bernabeu Stadium.

Holding his head, he did not let anyone see his expression at this moment, but everyone could easily feel the unwillingness and grief that emanated from the young head coach.

In both rounds, Ajax performed better. In the first round, Ajax had the advantage at Arena Stadium, but in the end it was a 1:1 draw. In the second round, Ajax turned away and made a fierce attack from the beginning, threatening Real Madrid's goal again and again. However, the young Casillas was as if he had a help from the goal, with high blocks and low catches, and at least he resolved Ajax's three chances of winning goals.

Ajax players performed more fighting spirit and more victory, so even in the second half, their physical fitness was not continued, they still maintained their strong combat effectiveness and frequently attacked Real Madrid's hinterland. On the contrary, Real Madrid's overall rhythm was restrained by Ajax. They were not used to playing football under this fast pace, as well as Ajax's strong oppression and pressing, and they could not play the beautiful football they were proud and proud of.

But Ajax lost in the end.

In the last period of the game, the Ajax players were unwilling to give up 0:0 because this score means that Ajax will be eliminated, so they attacked more fiercely. After Real Madrid's sharp counterattack, Elgra and Robert Carlos cooperated on the left, the Brazilian left-back used his speed to force over Macon and made a cross from the bottom.

Zidane, in the penalty area, did not wait for Robert Carlos' cross to land, and directly shot with half a foot and shot in the air, using his left foot to shoot a world wave, directly slapped straight into the upper left corner of the goal, which was beyond the reach of Van der Sar.

Ye Qiu's mind was blank now. He didn't know if this shot was the same as the one that Zidane shot in the final against Leverkusen in his previous life. He only had one feeling now, he wanted to kill someone!

No one can accept such failure because it is too cowardly.

Isn’t this world very fair to allow better, hardworking and hardworking teams to win?

Why is Real Madrid the winner?

On the court, the group of young Ajax players fell on the turf of the Bernabeu Stadium. They did not care that this was the palace of football. At this moment, it was the focus of attention of fans all over the world. They let their tears fall without restraint. Many people even lay on the grass and burst into tears.

If you lose, they lose!

After working hard for a year, I worked hard for a year, but I lost in the end!

"Don't do this!" Bobby Hams' face was serious, and walked out of the visiting team coach's seat, came to Ye Qiu's side, squatted down, and gently patted Ye Qiu's head. He could feel Ye Qiu's mood at this moment, very sad, angry, unwilling, but also helpless.

"This is the case with football matches. Someone wins, some people lose. Whether it is losing or winning, you should accept it calmly." Bobby Hams said lightly, "Someone once said that people who have not experienced failures will not know how to succeed!"

"So..." Bobby Hams suddenly felt a little sad, his voice even choked, but he quickly took a deep breath to calm himself down, "... So, you've already walked into the threshold of success, you should be happy, and, look at your players, they need a head coach who is strong and able to lead them out of the shadow of pain and failure!"

In the stands at the Bernabeu Stadium, Eliza was red-eyed. She rarely saw Ye Qiu like this. In her impression, Ye Qiu's image should always be full of confidence, and it can even be said to be a bit too much. The only time he is like this now should be the moment when Ajax finally lost the league championship a year ago.

Failure is really hurtful for a confident man.

Eliza suddenly felt very sympathetic to this man. Perhaps this was somewhat related to being close and alienated, and a little bit of a woman's natural tendency to protect the weak, but she really felt that Ye Qiu was really pitiful!

But she also knows Ye Qiu very well. She doesn't think Ye Qiu needs people to comfort and support. In her impression, Ye Qiu can always overcome these difficulties by herself.

Sure enough, not long after, I saw Ye Qiu standing up from the ground.

The live TV cameras obviously hope to capture Ye Qiu's crying expression, but unfortunately, they were completely disappointed.

Even though they set the focal length very close and portrayed Ye Qiu's entire face on the camera, the only thing they could see was the red silk in Ye Qiu's eyes, but there was no trace of tears flowing through them.

But those red and blood-covered eyes can easily make everyone feel the sadness and unwillingness, but at the same time, they can also feel the strength.

I saw Ye Qiu walking into the stadium and pulling his players up from the ground one by one. He didn't care that they were sweating profusely, hugging them tightly, and kept saying something beside their ears, obviously encouraging them.

After comforting his players, Ye Qiu walked to the home team coach's seat. In this process, he met Zidane, Figo, Raul and other superstars of Real Madrid, and this group of stars gave Ye Qiu respect.

On the football field, respect depends on strength to win.

Although Ye Qiu and his Ajax were eventually eliminated in this game, they won respect.

"Congratulations, Mr. Boske!" Ye Qiu made a very graceful choice to congratulate Boske.

He has always been like this. He is good at treating people who like them, and he is good at treating people who don’t like them. Let’s get away.

Boske shook hands with Ye Qiu. At this moment, he did not have the smile of the winner, but his face was dull, which made Ye Qiu feel more comfortable, because no matter whether Boske was happy or sad with Ye Qiu at this time, it would make Ye Qiu feel uncomfortable, especially the latter, which is very fake and hypocritical.

Instead, he looked indifferent, which made Ye Qiu feel comfortable.

"Your team is very strong, and I firmly believe that you will win sooner or later." Boske said politely.

"Thank you!" Ye Qiu thanked, but did not talk to Boske for much, and turned around and left.

This is the Bernabeu Stadium, and it is also the stage for Real Madrid to celebrate as the winner. As the loser, Ajax should not stay here to bring shame to himself, not even just the Bernabeu Stadium, but also this city called Madrid.

But the moment he led the players into the player's passage, Ye Qiu stood at the entrance and turned around to look at the huge and spectacular Bernabeu Stadium. He secretly swears in his heart, "I will definitely come back sooner or later!"

At the post-match press conference, Ye Qiu was surprisingly the protagonist. Obviously, in the eyes of these media people, Ye Qiu and Ajax, as a tragic color, have more news gimmicks, and it is a bit natural for Real Madrid to win.

But Ye Qiu was not as angry as everyone had guessed, or impulsively confronting the reporters. The last time he competed with Spanish reporters at Arena Stadium was more to arouse the morale and fighting spirit of the players, and there is no such need now.

"Real Madrid is even more powerful. They are a very outstanding team with a group of superstars who can decide the outcome of the game in an instant. I think they have a great hope of laughing to the end of this year's Champions League. I wish Mr. Boske and his Real Madrid!"

The day before this game, the winner and defeat of another semi-final were finally decided. Leverkusen successfully advanced to the final and became Real Madrid's opponent in the final. Leverkusen is also very likely to win the title of Triple Crown this season, and everything seems to be back in Ye Qiu's previous life.

As the winner, Boske also praised Ajax and Ye Qiu. He believed that Ye Qiu had proved his strength well and should not be questioned or criticized. Ajax is a very young but talented team. He firmly believes that this team will continue to grow under the leadership of Ye Qiu.

"They have proved their strength with games one by one. They are already an emerging force that cannot be ignored in European football. I believe that in the Champions League next year, Ajax will still maintain strong competitiveness, and will even be more mature and stronger than now."

But it is obvious that not all Spaniards are as friendly as Bosque. At least the reporter named Louis Kano from Marca obviously wanted to disgust Ye Qiu, and he once again angered Ye Qiu with a very provocative question at the press conference.

"Mr. Ye Qiu, a week ago, you once boasted about Haikou and said you wanted to conquer the Bernabeu Stadium. Now? Do you think you have succeeded?" Luis Cano looked at Ye Qiu with a European arrogance and contempt.

Ye Qiu now wanted to tear the Spaniard to pieces, but he had to endure it, so he stood up and turned around and left the Bernabeu press conference without saying a word.

This is his departure early again, and behind him, there is still a sneer of unscrupulous sneer.
Chapter completed!