Chapter 560 Welcome to Moscow
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San Bi Xiao Dao Li
Chapter 560 Welcome to Moscow
Conte spent half an hour explaining how to protect himself at low temperature, and he completed the task very seriously as Benjamin repeatedly told him before the meeting.
Afterwards, the team members nodded one after another to express their complete understanding.
"Very good, then announce the list of matches for the next match."
Pulling the tactical board aside, Conte began to explain using the method of screen projection and on-site demonstration.
"First of all, our formation will be 4132, the two forwards are Feng and Alberto, and the midfielder will be played by Paul."
"receive."
"The left and right full-backs are Wolfer and Aubameyang. After the game starts, I hope you can participate more in the team's offense."
"Get to know the coach!"
"As for defense, if Racha is a single midfielder, your defensive area will be large and you will need to make more runs."
"no problem!"
"Then it's the defense. The four defenders from left to right are Westley, Miranda, El and Vitale, and the goalkeeper is Tanio."
"Good boss!"
The process of announcing the starting list is not complicated, and Conte, who had already made up his mind, did not take too long.
"Presumably you all know the opponent's game style. They occupy the home court in this game and are more adapted to the severe cold than us. They will definitely be more aggressive."
After looking around, Conte walked in front of the players with his arms around his shoulders.
"The game may be very difficult, but please don't forget how difficult it is for us to come to the stage of the Champions League. Tomorrow's game, I hope you can still go all out!"
"Roar!"
That night, Piacenza did not take advantage of the darkness to set off. After the club had booked a charter flight for the team at Milan International Airport tomorrow morning, they went home and rested directly under Conte's instructions.
After Liu Feng returned home, he simply reported to his mother and Yuan Xiao about his going to Moscow tomorrow, and then lay down directly on the bed.
It was a dreamless night, and early the next morning, all the players in Piacenza's squad were assembled in the club's parking lot.
The team bus drove out of the city of Piacenza against the sun at eight o'clock in the morning, and the fans who had gathered on both sides of the street cheered and bid farewell to their heroes.
At 10:30 in the morning, the Piacenza team arrived at Milan International Airport and boarded the team's chartered plane.
After boarding the plane, the players received the down jackets distributed by the club. In addition to the team logo, there was also an obvious Armani trademark on the down jackets. Obviously, the cooperation between the team and Armani has become closer and closer.
"After the time to get off the plane, you'd better wrap yourselves tightly, it's really cold there!"
"Yes, Mr. Benjamin."
Looking at the serious-looking team doctor, the team members who had known the old doctor well for a long time responded with smiles.
"Better so."
As the plane gradually climbed up, the team officially started the journey to Moscow. Some players took out their Walkmans, and some put on blindfolds and fell asleep on recliners. In short, everyone began to pass the time of the journey in their own ways.
As for Liu Feng, it was no exception. After chatting with Gilardino on the side for a while, he lay down and continued to catch up on sleep.
Soon, as the turbulent sound of the plane landed, the players sitting by the window first became lively. Most of them were native Italian Piacenza players. The players were obviously very curious about the different styles of Moscow and Italy.
Liu Feng also looked out through the window. As the altitude of the plane continued to drop, more and more colors came into his eyes. Those rough Russian-style buildings also made him feel very fresh.
"Thump, thump, thump, thump!"
After a series of collision sounds, the plane came to a smooth stop.
"Okay guys, get off the plane one by one now, remember, wrap yourself tightly!"
"Don't worry sir, I, oh~Fuck~~~"
Scarpelli, who was sitting near the door, walked towards the plane first. He didn't take what the team doctor repeatedly told him to heart, and he faced a fatal blow after getting off the plane.
The cold made him change from a tall, big and strong guy into a huddled lobster in an instant: "This~ this is too cold..."
"Shh!"
Seeing the performance of the first teammate to go down, the other team members who followed already understood what they were going to do. They zipped up their down jackets with a snap, and some silently took out the gloves they had prepared.
So, at the Moscow airport, you can see a group of people in black down jackets boarding a bus tightly.
"We will go to the hotel near the stadium to rest later, and then go to the stadium to warm up."
The local tour guide who was in charge of supporting the group in Piacenza showed the driver the way very familiarly, and the bus quickly started and rushed towards the destination.
"My God, what's the matter?"
When the bus came to the street near the CSKA Arena, the Piacenza players sitting in the bus couldn't believe their eyes.
On both sides of the street, under the CSKA flag that had been hoisted early, many shirtless Russian men were waving their team scarves to greet the Piacenza bus.
In the cold weather, the players could easily see the white mist exhaled by these fans, but the group of shirtless men seemed to have no sense.
"They're supposed to be serving real vodka, right? God, I've tried a sip of unmixed vodka in a bar before, and it tastes like..."
Cassia on the side spoke first. He observed that many fans were holding a wine bottle in their hands: "This is too different. They seem to be welcoming us?"
"I think so."
Liu Feng nodded, because after the bus passed a corner again, a banner appeared on the tall building beside: "Welcome to Moscow!"
Appearing at the same time as this banner, there are still a large number of shirtless fans. They sang and danced and continued to bring new shocks to the hearts of the Piacenza players.
For a moment, the entire bus fell into an eerie silence.
"Ahem, okay, don't be in a daze, get out of the car."
In the end, Conte, who was sitting in the front row, was the first to break the silence. After the team bus arrived at the hotel, he stood up first: "The most important thing you need to do now is to take a good rest and prepare for the game."
"Yes."
The voices of the team members replied very neatly. After getting off the car, everyone continued to shrink into the hotel. During this period, no one continued to chat.
Obviously, the welcome that the Muscovites gave them made them realize that this game will never be easy.
Chapter 2 here!thanks for your support!
(End of this chapter)
Conte spent half an hour explaining how to protect himself at low temperature, and he completed the task very seriously as Benjamin repeatedly told him before the meeting.
Afterwards, the team members nodded one after another to express their complete understanding.
"Very good, then announce the list of matches for the next match."
Pulling the tactical board aside, Conte began to explain using the method of screen projection and on-site demonstration.
"First of all, our formation will be 4132, the two forwards are Feng and Alberto, and the midfielder will be played by Paul."
"receive."
"The left and right full-backs are Wolfer and Aubameyang. After the game starts, I hope you can participate more in the team's offense."
"Get to know the coach!"
"As for defense, if Racha is a single midfielder, your defensive area will be large and you will need to make more runs."
"no problem!"
"Then it's the defense. The four defenders from left to right are Westley, Miranda, El and Vitale, and the goalkeeper is Tanio."
"Good boss!"
The process of announcing the starting list is not complicated, and Conte, who had already made up his mind, did not take too long.
"Presumably you all know the opponent's game style. They occupy the home court in this game and are more adapted to the severe cold than us. They will definitely be more aggressive."
After looking around, Conte walked in front of the players with his arms around his shoulders.
"The game may be very difficult, but please don't forget how difficult it is for us to come to the stage of the Champions League. Tomorrow's game, I hope you can still go all out!"
"Roar!"
That night, Piacenza did not take advantage of the darkness to set off. After the club had booked a charter flight for the team at Milan International Airport tomorrow morning, they went home and rested directly under Conte's instructions.
After Liu Feng returned home, he simply reported to his mother and Yuan Xiao about his going to Moscow tomorrow, and then lay down directly on the bed.
It was a dreamless night, and early the next morning, all the players in Piacenza's squad were assembled in the club's parking lot.
The team bus drove out of the city of Piacenza against the sun at eight o'clock in the morning, and the fans who had gathered on both sides of the street cheered and bid farewell to their heroes.
At 10:30 in the morning, the Piacenza team arrived at Milan International Airport and boarded the team's chartered plane.
After boarding the plane, the players received the down jackets distributed by the club. In addition to the team logo, there was also an obvious Armani trademark on the down jackets. Obviously, the cooperation between the team and Armani has become closer and closer.
"After the time to get off the plane, you'd better wrap yourselves tightly, it's really cold there!"
"Yes, Mr. Benjamin."
Looking at the serious-looking team doctor, the team members who had known the old doctor well for a long time responded with smiles.
"Better so."
As the plane gradually climbed up, the team officially started the journey to Moscow. Some players took out their Walkmans, and some put on blindfolds and fell asleep on recliners. In short, everyone began to pass the time of the journey in their own ways.
As for Liu Feng, it was no exception. After chatting with Gilardino on the side for a while, he lay down and continued to catch up on sleep.
Soon, as the turbulent sound of the plane landed, the players sitting by the window first became lively. Most of them were native Italian Piacenza players. The players were obviously very curious about the different styles of Moscow and Italy.
Liu Feng also looked out through the window. As the altitude of the plane continued to drop, more and more colors came into his eyes. Those rough Russian-style buildings also made him feel very fresh.
"Thump, thump, thump, thump!"
After a series of collision sounds, the plane came to a smooth stop.
"Okay guys, get off the plane one by one now, remember, wrap yourself tightly!"
"Don't worry sir, I, oh~Fuck~~~"
Scarpelli, who was sitting near the door, walked towards the plane first. He didn't take what the team doctor repeatedly told him to heart, and he faced a fatal blow after getting off the plane.
The cold made him change from a tall, big and strong guy into a huddled lobster in an instant: "This~ this is too cold..."
"Shh!"
Seeing the performance of the first teammate to go down, the other team members who followed already understood what they were going to do. They zipped up their down jackets with a snap, and some silently took out the gloves they had prepared.
So, at the Moscow airport, you can see a group of people in black down jackets boarding a bus tightly.
"We will go to the hotel near the stadium to rest later, and then go to the stadium to warm up."
The local tour guide who was in charge of supporting the group in Piacenza showed the driver the way very familiarly, and the bus quickly started and rushed towards the destination.
"My God, what's the matter?"
When the bus came to the street near the CSKA Arena, the Piacenza players sitting in the bus couldn't believe their eyes.
On both sides of the street, under the CSKA flag that had been hoisted early, many shirtless Russian men were waving their team scarves to greet the Piacenza bus.
In the cold weather, the players could easily see the white mist exhaled by these fans, but the group of shirtless men seemed to have no sense.
"They're supposed to be serving real vodka, right? God, I've tried a sip of unmixed vodka in a bar before, and it tastes like..."
Cassia on the side spoke first. He observed that many fans were holding a wine bottle in their hands: "This is too different. They seem to be welcoming us?"
"I think so."
Liu Feng nodded, because after the bus passed a corner again, a banner appeared on the tall building beside: "Welcome to Moscow!"
Appearing at the same time as this banner, there are still a large number of shirtless fans. They sang and danced and continued to bring new shocks to the hearts of the Piacenza players.
For a moment, the entire bus fell into an eerie silence.
"Ahem, okay, don't be in a daze, get out of the car."
In the end, Conte, who was sitting in the front row, was the first to break the silence. After the team bus arrived at the hotel, he stood up first: "The most important thing you need to do now is to take a good rest and prepare for the game."
"Yes."
The voices of the team members replied very neatly. After getting off the car, everyone continued to shrink into the hotel. During this period, no one continued to chat.
Obviously, the welcome that the Muscovites gave them made them realize that this game will never be easy.
Chapter 2 here!thanks for your support!
(End of this chapter)
