In the Manchester City dressing room, the players are still packing their bags and have not left.

Arteta rushed in with a hurried pace, "Come out, come out!"

"What's out?"

"So anxious?"

After Chen Feng's clothes in the cabinet were packed, he asked casually.

Arteta said seriously: "Our opponent in the FA Cup final is out, guess who?" "

Sunderland!"

"That must be Sunderland!"

"yes, do you still need to guess?"

Everyone expressed their opinions one after another, strangely, no one is optimistic about Watford of the Premier League team, all are optimistic about Sunderland in the League One!

"Huh?"

Arteta was confused, what kind of logic is this? Not optimistic about the Premier League team, but optimistic about the League One?

Chen Feng explained with a smile, "Sunderland played with Manchester United before, and the performance was too good, which impressed everyone, after all, it is a team that can beat the Red Devils, and it is not surprising that it can beat Watford." "It's

just, what kind of expression are you, can we all guess wrong?"

Tasuke suddenly understood, "NONONO! You guessed right, it was Sunderland who made the cut, and beat Watford 3-0!

These words still caused quite a stir in the dressing room.

Sunderland can beat Watford 3-0, and in terms of strength, this League One team already has some of the conditions to play in the Premier League!

Chen Feng is looking forward to Sunderland being able to enter the Premier League again!

Before that, though, he has a fatal question to ponder, will Manchester City win in next month's FA Cup final? Or let Sunderland win?

......

At the same time.

The Sunderland dressing room was in a binge, with Mowe surrounded by all the players in the middle.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The champagne that opened turned into a drizzle and fell.

Fell on Mue's shoulders, but also on all the players with happy smiling faces.

Bellingham, Adeyemi, Martinelli and others are dancing excitedly as they may win their second trophy of the season – the FA Cup!

As for what was the first trophy?

That's the Premier League One championship with a high probability!

In the corner of the dressing room, Chen Lin looked at the laughing people, and his mood was very refreshing, the current Sunderland is at the top of the Premier League!

Since the arrival of Moue, the team has been singing all the way!

With a 12-point lead over second place, as long as the main players are not injured in the rest of the fixture, it is not a problem to win the championship.

And the unexpected joy is that Sunderland actually reached the FA Cup final and will meet Manchester City!

Chen Lin began to look forward to it.

Looking forward to playing with Chen Feng, with Guardiola, and Manchester City!

......

Tottenham Hotspur base, manager's office.

Pochettino made himself a cup of coffee before pulling back a video of Manchester City's recent matches.

On the desk, there is also a lot of analytical data scattered.

Three days from now, it's the first leg of the European competition!

Pochettino is slightly excited and worried, and the fact that the team can reach the last eight of the Champions League this season without signings is already a great achievement!

This journey has not been easy!

Pochettino is keen to go further in the Champions League and reach the last four!

Late at night, the Argentine young marshal picked up his coat, turned off the office light, and came to the corridor, where he looked at the training ground where the lights were still still and the laughter was still laughing.

Suddenly smiled, "Josep, maybe my team's lineup is not as good as yours, but there is one point, I have the advantage!"

"That is, faith!"

"Your Manchester City win a title every year, so you and your players don't know what it's like to aspire to a title."

"It feels like someone who stays in the dark abyss for a long time, desperates for a ray of light, and will do everything if there is a slight opportunity to get light!"

"Even for this, give up everything!"

"You can play in the Champions League every year and get a quarter-finalist at worst!"

"So, you and your players won't value this hard-won Champions League opportunity, but we will!"

"We don't play in the Champions League every year!"

"It's not always in such good shape to be able to reach the quarterfinals!"

"Because of this, I have reason to believe that my players will have a much stronger sense of faith and desire for titles than your players, and maybe that's my only advantage!"

"Haha..."

Pochettino slowly shook his head, turned around and walked into the office again, ready to suffer again, didn't he see that there were still players practicing the training ground?

As a manager, how can you live up to the expectations of the players?!

......

"Welcome to the first leg of the quarter-final of the Champions League, Tottenham Hotspur at home to Manchester City!"

"I'm Zhan Jun!"

"I'm Zhang Lu!"

"Good evening everyone!"

After the opening remarks, Coach Jen talked eloquently, counting the grievances between the two clubs, after all, all the clubs in the Premier League have a bit of a grudge.

After gossiping for a while, Director Zhan said: "Come, let's focus the lens on the scene next!" "

Boom -

the picture turned, the camera gave the players tunnel, the players of the two teams were already lined up, and the caddies were waiting quietly.

Staff passed by, and substitutes passed by.

At the very end of the two teams, there was a lively group chat.

"Harry? How is everything? "

I'm fine! Chen, I heard you had a big fight with your girlfriend? Not afraid that your father-in-law will beat you?

"Haha, there is no thing, did you read it from the gossip news again?"

"That's right, that's right!"

"Son, looks good?"

"It's okay, Erlin, can you exchange shooting techniques in private?"

"I don't want it! It's boring..." The

group chat was made up of Harry Kane, Chen Feng, Son Heung-min, Haaland, and then Aguero was added, the Argentine shooter is an idle one.

Over the years, those who fell in love and killed Kane also had such an idea of feeling in it.

Soon, the time came, and the players from both sides appeared on the pitch under the guidance of the referee!

This is Tottenham Hotspur Stadium, the home of Tottenham, and more Tottenham fans in white shirts are in front of you!

They enthusiastically waved their scarves and shouted the names of Tottenham players to warm up for the opening!

-【Harry Kaen! 】

-【Son! 】

-【Eriksen! The

Tottenham players raised their arms one after another and responded to the enthusiasm of the fans with a wave of their hands.

At this time, Guardiola and the old wrongdoer Pochettino have met, and the two look kind on their faces, but they both have killing intent in their eyes!

In the first leg of the Champions League, who 'kills' the other side first!

Whoever gets the lead!

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