greenery is king

Chapter 132
In the semi-final of the Copa del Rey, Elche got home first and then away. The game was scheduled to start at [-]:[-] p.m., but Elche’s stadium was already full of fans after three o’clock. Elche originally belonged to Valencia province. A small city, so this game is a standard derby, the only difference is that the confrontation between them is not common.

At least 1 fans from Valencia also came, but the Manuel Stadium can only accommodate less than 4 people, and the stands left for them are only about [-], so most of the fans were kept out.But they still all came to Elche, whether they wanted to try their luck or think about something else, they all came here anyway.

These people held the Valencia team flag and yelled outside the stadium. The momentum created was not inferior to those in the stadium, and when they faced the camera, they were also full of challenges. The one that crushed Elche to pieces."

"For us, meeting Elche is the happiest thing, because we can enter the final of the Copa del Rey again!"

"Elche is just a bunch of clowns and a gigolo, they're not worth mentioning at all."

Compared to the remarks of these people, Elche's diehard fans also made their own voices, "Valencia is a big mountain, but we will still trample him under our feet."

"God is with us! They can't beat us!"

"As long as we have our King, we will fear no one!"

"This is the coronation of Ai, and Valencia can only be another corpse!"

Even the mayor of Elche joined in the fun, "I am usually a Valencia fan, because of love and did not show up in La Liga, but once Elche and Valencia meet, I will choose without hesitation." Elche, because my heart has never been separated from this city."

At [-] o'clock, the player bus of Elche entered the stadium. After the players got off the bus, they immediately met with a heroic welcome. The fans lined up on both sides to cheer for their team, and cheered when they saw Ai Huan, who was the last to get off the bus. The voice became louder.

The reporters immediately flocked to the players and asked them to say something. Some people were unwilling to talk more, and a few people like Victor naturally took this opportunity to scold Valencia and claim to give them a little color. and so on.

Ai Huan usually never accepts this kind of interview, but today he uncharacteristically accepted an interview from a local newspaper in Elche, "I want to say two things. The first point is that I am a jerk, and I should not be a jerk when I look like this." What? The second point is that today I will let everyone know that a boy should not only look good but also have skills. They will soon understand what I know. As for the position of Valencia in my heart, to be honest they Nothing, after today they will also become the corpses behind me, stepping stones under my feet, there is nothing strange about this, because this is my world, welcome to my world! Enjoy it.” The words were like a declaration of war, without any emotion at all, but with bloody fighting intent.

The Valencia team that arrived next was also welcomed by their die-hard fans. Although the singing of "Valencia, a bunch of waste" was heard in the distance, they were still all their own people nearby, and the players naturally expressed their enthusiasm. The former declaration "We will let Elche know who is the master!" Moretti from Italy said unambiguously, "It's not because we are so strong, but because they are too weak, so weak that I hardly listened. Said the team."

And Marchena, who had been talking nonsense before, said without hesitation, "I will let that little boy know how good I am, please tell him not to come to my defense zone, otherwise I will destroy his little boy together. It's not a game of football he's lost."

Compared with them, the coaches of the two teams and the captains of the two teams did not express any fierce words, but what those people said was enough.

Uribe has nothing to say in the lounge. Recently, he has finished all the tactical details he can think of. Now there is nothing to say but his performance on the field.He is very satisfied with Elche's recent state, but this is still Elche anyway. Except for Ai Huan, the level of everyone else is like that. It is an indisputable fact that the overall strength is not as good as others. It is really difficult to win.

Pedro finally stood up and came to the middle of the lounge, "Let's go out now and teach Valencia a lesson, let them know that this is Elche, and we have never been a team that can let them fish! Get rid of them!"

"Kill them!" A group of players had gathered together and all stretched out their hands and put them together.

"We are not afraid of anyone, we will always have a strong heart, and we will destroy all opponents, because we are..."

"Elche! Elche!" Everyone shouted.

In the player channel, two teams lined up in two rows and waited to enter the field. Except for the captains of the two teams who were having a simple exchange, everyone else was full of hostility, and their eyes were about to burst into flames.

Marchena has been staring at Ai Huan, although he didn't say a word, but he can see his mood at this time from his eyes.Ai Huan seemed very calm, regardless of the sneer on the corner of his mouth, he didn't know this person before, but he knew that this person would definitely remember him after today.

When they came out, there was an earth-shattering cheer outside. There were 4 people sitting in the stadium, all densely packed in white and green, and only one person in the stands was wearing an orange Valencia away jersey.

The on-site commentator is also in a state of doping today, and his voice is an octave higher than usual, "Today is the semi-finals of the Copa del Rey, and we are ushering in Valencia, but no matter who we are, we will not Be afraid, because God is with us! Our king is here today." His words immediately elicited cheers like a tsunami.

"Valencia's lineup today is goalkeeper Renan, defenders Miguel, Asukis, Marchena and Moretti, midfield captain Albelda and Baraja, wingers Mata and Joaquin, The forwards are still Villa and Morientes." The commentator didn't give much explanation, because these people are basically so loud that it doesn't make sense to say more, but every player's name will be greeted with deafening hiss.

(End of this chapter)