Chapter 377: Barcelona

If you don't go to Barcelona in May, don't say you love to watch football.

In this city, there is a great club, also called Barcelona, which has made a name for itself in the football world because of the presence of the Barcelona team. What's more, both on the outside and on the inside, the city of Barcelona is an exceptional fit for the Barcelona team. Gorgeous and dreamy, independent and rebellious, this city and this team have taken that temperament to the extreme.

Located in the northeast of Spain on the Mediterranean coast, Barcelona is known as the "Pearl of the Iberian Peninsula". Spanish national writer Cervantes called it the most beautiful city in the world, and Hans Christian Andersen from Denmark called it "the Paris of Spain".

Zheng Zhi looked down from the plane and was shocked by the sight in front of him, the entire city was almost composed of 100 meters Γ— 100 meters of squares, hundreds of squares neatly arranged in a grid, like a model made of Lego bricks. With such a magical sense of city, I am afraid that there will be no second one in the world.

It's an interesting city, at least that's what Zheng Zhi, who came here for the first time, thinks.

Many of Barcelona's main roads have wide pedestrian paths in the center and motorized lanes giving way to the sides. The promenade is lined with plane trees and shaded by trees in the scorching sun. Couples press the road here, and teenagers play football and skateboarding here. The architectural style on both sides of the road is unified, and the faΓ§ade is exquisite and elegant. And on the balconies of every house, without exception, the flag of the Autonomous Region of Catalonia and the flag of the Barcelona team are planted.

"Who is Barcelona's greatest player?"

Everyone walked side by side on the main road, and Li Weifeng suddenly asked.

"Joke, I don't even know this, of course it's Cruyff."

"Holland 14, the Flying Dutchman." Klose immediately made up for Li Weifeng's brain.

"And what about the second in line?"

"I don't know, I think you should call and ask Schustel and I'm sure he'll tell you the answer, but the guy will definitely say it's himself, but he didn't get anything in Barcelona."

"Zheng Zhi, do you know?"

"I don't know who is second, but I think Cruyff is not necessarily the first, but the first, and the first in the current history, and it is estimated that someone will surpass him later, although the ball saint is indeed very good." Zheng Zhi's mind immediately flashed the names of superstars such as Ronaldinho, Messi, Xavi, and Iniesta.

His favourite is Ronaldinho, and if this guy is strict with himself, maybe the greatest star in Barcelona's history should be him, not Messi.

Ronaldinho is the most awesome and flashiest player he's ever seen, the other being Ronaldo.

"Beyond the Ball Saint? I don't see a player like that, Ronaldo is hopeful if he doesn't leave Barcelona, but he's only been at Barcelona for one season and he's more likely to be the greatest star in Inter's history. Klose shook his head.

Zheng Zhi also said with a wry smile, "Milo, the world is unpredictable, what has happened is an established fact, what has not happened, that is, it has not happened, you never know what the next moment of life will be, wait, ten years later, you are thinking back to our conversation today, you will definitely be unexpected, maybe one day, you will find that you are actually playing an important role, maybe you will become the top scorer in the history of the World Cup?" Ha ha. ”

"Ha, your mouth is so sweet, but I won't treat you to dinner." Klose smiled too.

"I still prefer Real Madrid, where the white clothes are fluttering and full of aristocratic elegance."

"That's the real football game."

Yang Chen suddenly interjected.

"Be careful,"

"Worship Real Madrid here, be careful of being beaten." The big head shrunk his neck.

"No, don't worry, no matter what, Barcelona fans are civilized. Not necessarily in Milan......"

"There are some dangers in Rome as well."

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Shao Jiayi beside him didn't say a word, because he didn't know what to talk to everyone, and he felt that the distance between him and them was a little big. Maybe it's not because they're on the same team......

They ended up staying in a youth hostel, in a typical checkered neighborhood.

Zheng Zhi leaned on the balcony above the patio and looked down, and he could see the fireworks of all kinds of people. The literary and artistic youth next door smoked, chatted, and played guitar on the balcony; Some people quarrel while waving their hands and gesturing.

"Manchester United!"

"Definitely Manchester United,"

"Forget it, I'm more optimistic about Bayern Munich, they are more iron-blooded."

"Do Germans know how to play?"

"How not? How many World Cups have they won? ”

"Don't mention it, damn it, I still don't understand why we can only finish third in the group, if we finish in the top two of the group, maybe we will play the Champions League final on our home turf today."

"Ahh Damn it. ”

In this year's Champions League group group, Barcelona were placed in a group with Bayern Munich and Manchester United, and in the end they could only settle for third place and were sent out. Now, Barcelona fans can only watch the duel between Bayern and Manchester United at home, and the mood is naturally not too good.

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Perhaps the best way to silence southern Europeans is to tie their hands......

"It's too noisy, they," Li Weifeng squinted, staring at the two arguing guys in front of him, and suddenly an evil thought came to him, he took two steps back and hid behind the corner of the door.

"Long live Real Madrid!"

"Come on, Madrid!"

He also learned it in front of the TV, and now he just shouts it out.

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"What the?!"

Zheng Zhi trembled, startled, quickly retracted his neck, and ran into the room.

Yang Chen and Klose also followed suit.

Paralysis, isn't shouting such slogans here looking for death?

"Big head, are you looking for death?!"

&%@#%

Sure enough, the hostel staff soon came over and knocked on the door.

"Gentlemen,"

"It's better not to shout slogans here, especially the ones in Madrid."

"The police will come very slowly, and I can't guarantee your safety."

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Some jokes, don't mess around.

However, Zheng Zhi quickly returned to his room, took out a red jersey from his travel bag, and put it on his body.

"Manchester United jersey?"

"Hey, man, aren't you afraid of being recognized by the paparazzi?"

"What are you afraid of, today and tomorrow you are just a pure fan, no one rules that players can't have their favorite team, right?"

"It's still the 10th, but it's quite suitable for you, haha!"

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