The shuttle station is only two hundred meters away from Zheng Yi’s home in Galalathai. It takes a few minutes to walk to arrive.

As the only shuttle station in the town, there are not many residents waiting for the bus here, even on weekends. The reason is very simple, because it is not necessary.

As a developed country, Italy has a high proportion of private cars and is a major exporter of automobiles. Every household in the town of Galalathai is basically equipped with a family car, so they can do it anytime as long as they want to go to the city.

In addition, the majority of residents and retired workers account for the majority of towns, and there are few young people. Most people choose to live in the city for their convenience. After all, the bustling Milan City is much more attractive than a small town with nothing.

Only women like Zheng Yi who do not have a driver's license or cannot drive will come.

However, when Zheng Yi walked to the bus stop, under the stop sign, which was a little desolate because there were few people visiting him, there were dozens of people gathered, including men and women, young and old, and all wearing uniform clothes. Many people were holding cloth scrolls in their hands, but they didn't know who was painted inside.

Seeing this scene, Zheng Yi knew that the group of people in front of him were all for AC Milan because they were all wearing red and black striped shirts.

However, among this group of people, Zheng Yi discovered a special figure.

And who wouldn’t this figure be Ye Jingxian, who hasn’t met for many days?

"Hi! Jingxian! Long time no see!" Zheng Yi felt a little excited, and he walked forward in two steps, patted Ye Jingxian's shoulder from behind.

Ye Jingxian turned her head subconsciously. When she found out that it was Zheng Yi, the corners of her mouth instinctively raised, but the smile stopped abruptly before it even bloomed, and then turned her head and looked elsewhere.

Seeing this, Zheng Yi froze and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth - Yes! This girl is still angry!

No! Is this a crime? Isn’t it just a few days late? It’s like doing something that I’m sorry for you!

So speechless!

However, Zheng Yi's dissatisfaction did not last long, because Ye Jingxian ignored him, which did not mean that others ignored him.

Not soon, someone discovered his existence. The first person to see Zheng Yi was an old man with completely white hair.

"Zheng? It's really you!?"

The old man interrupted Zheng Yi, who was still thinking about getting close to Ye Jingxian, and regardless of whether Zheng Yi was willing or not, he took him over and gave a gift.

When the incident happened suddenly, Zheng Yi had to leave Ye Jingxian and follow the old man.

"Why are you here?" the old man asked curiously after separation. After all, it is rare to meet players from Milan team No. 1 at the shuttle station.

"Uh...I think riding a car will be easier than riding a bike, especially today." Zheng Yi responded in a relatively relaxed way.

"You are right! But I still want to say it, I'm so happy to see you!" As he said that, the old man hugged him again, then shouted at the group of people behind him, "Hey! Guys! Look at who I found?"

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, it immediately caused a commotion under the station sign. Everyone surrounded him, asking for autographs and taking photos, everywhere, just like a small fan meeting, and the scene was very popular.

With his outstanding performance in the past three warm-up matches, Zheng Yi successfully won the first group of fans. Although he is ordinary and older, this just means that he has conquered the oldest group of fans. The old ones have conquered it, and it is not a matter of time before those few are too young!

For Zheng Yi, who has never been loved by fans, their requirements must naturally be satisfied and satisfy them.

But in the eyes of Ye Jingxian, who was crowded with people, this guy is not only aware of people but not aware of his heart, but also a very slickering voice! Even the old man and the old lady are not spared, and there is also a three-year-old child!

"I want to see if you are as powerful as they said!"

Looking at Zheng Yi who was overwhelmed, Ye Jingxian hummed, her eyes full of disdain and contempt, and... resentment, and then looked in the direction of the shuttle bus...

...

After arriving in Milanello by bus, the entire AC Milan team boarded the bus with the Milan logo and headed to San Siro.

When arriving at the locker room of San Siro Stadium, Zheng Yi could also feel that the atmosphere in the locker room seemed to be more solemn than when he was in the warm-up match a few days ago...or rather, more solemn.

During the warm-up match, the locker room was lively like a theme party. The whole room was filled with very exciting electronic music. Ghanaian players such as Boateng would even have an impromptu cramp dance. In addition, everyone would joke with each other and tell each other something embarrassing. So when you occasionally pass by the locker room and hear a burst of laughter, don't feel surprised, maybe there are some jokes that only they can understand.

In short, Zheng Yi's familiar Milan locker room is relaxed, pleasant, and full of laughter.

But this time it seemed a little quiet. Although the music was still there, it was no longer an electronic music that could make people sway. The Ghanaians also calmed down and seemed to have finished talking about the embarrassing things.

Everyone is just doing their own things silently, waiting for the next warm-up to the stadium.

Zheng Yi is the same, after all, this is the first round of the league, and it is still the opening match.

When the AC Milan team went out to warm up, Zheng Yi found that the San Siro Stadium, which could accommodate more than 80,000 people, was basically full.

Looking around, it’s a vast area!

Everyone was wearing red and black shirts, and under the guidance of DJ on the spot, they sang AC Milan's team song "Milan! Milan!" together.

It is hard for you to imagine what kind of picture it would be if 80,000 people gathered in a stadium and sang the same song loudly, and coupled with the extremely gorgeous lights on the scene.

At least Zheng Yi himself could not describe it in words. He knew that the singing was so loud that he could even vaguely hear the sound of the metal in the stadium.

What shocked Zheng Yi even more was the third-floor stand on the south side of the stadium. There were nearly 10,000 AC Milan's most die-hard fans. Ten thousand people are a huge number.

With extremely inconvenient communication, Milan diesman on the south side of the third floor, but used tiny pieces of paper to piece together a giant portrait that symbolizes the image of Diavolo, the devil of the AC Milan club!

The huge portrait almost covers the entire three-stand on the south side, and on the first floor, huge banners are also raised.

It says: We are the Devils, so our color will be the red that represents the flame and the black that makes the opponent frighten.

Before he could withdraw his gaze from the southern stands, flashes of flashes forced Zheng Yi to turn his gaze over.

Below the north stand opposite the south stand, it was occupied by countless media reporters. Their photographic lenses were all aimed at AC Milan players who were warming up on the field. From a distance, there were shots of different models, like tens of thousands of soldiers lined up to prepare for a volley of guns.

Not far away, the signal broadcasting car on site also filled all the empty spaces where cars could be parked under the North Stand.

The outdoor hosts of various media faced the camera and reported the situation on the scene.

A reporter from the AC Milan official website also came to the scene to report. She was a blonde beauty host, and she was standing in front of the camera and was talking about something.

"This...is Serie A..."

Standing at the entrance of the player passage, Zheng Yi looked at the scene in front of him and sighed. At the same time, his neck was like a remotely controlled machine, scanning the entire San Siro back and forth...

...

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!