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Chapter 114 Molina's Worries
Chapter 114 Molina's Worries
It turned out that at this moment in the game, the home team Villarreal suddenly scored.
When the home announcer was "missing" Fan Bizhuang, and the fans also found that Fan Bizhuang was sitting in the stands, the team scored a goal after 1 minute. This point is really too coincidental, so this is even more firm Fan Bizhuang is the impression of a lucky general. Fans think that Fan Bizhuang's sudden appearance brought good luck to the team.
It was Diego Forlan who scored the goal. He received a wide pass from the new Capdevila and swung his head forward.The goal was beautiful. The Uruguayan striker almost suppressed Cannavaro's head, smashing the ball into the goal with great momentum.
The excited Fran ran to the stands on the sidelines, but the fans just cheered a few times, clapped their hands, and then began to shout Fan Bizhuang's name.
Alsace's voice was clearly heard on the live radio: "Diego scored a goal. It's an extremely beautiful header... But what I want to say is that Fan is indeed the lucky star of the Love Song Stadium! Every time , His appearance can bring goals to the team. At this moment, although he is not on the field, he still brings us good luck. One moment he is still on the electronic screen, and the next moment, the team scores Alright! CooL! The miraculous oriental boy! The miraculous lucky general!"
People are blindly obedient. Alsace’s words not only represent his own thoughts, but also many fans think about it carefully. It is true that every time Fan Bizhuang appears, let’s not talk about him, but it can always help the football team. From this point of view, it is really worthy of the name of the lucky general.
So the home fans began to shout again, first in a small area, and soon expanded to the entire stand, the shouts of "Zhuang-bi-fan" came and went over the love song stadium.
The way foreigners call their names is the opposite of that of Chinese people. They are used to pronouncing their names backwards, so Fan Bizhuang's name becomes Zhuang Bifan. Because of the homonym, it sounds like "pretentious. .commit".
Foreigners may not understand the meaning of these three words, but Geng Ziyu is a serious Chinese. Hearing the three words "pretentious...offender" flying all over the sky, this foreign sports reporter stationed in the West, decisively was shocked.
He licked his somewhat dry lips, dumbfounded - tens of thousands of people shouted and pretended to be aggressive. Tens of thousands of people acted together. This scene, tsk tsk, was so beautiful that he didn't dare to watch it.
Fan Bizhuang turned a blind eye to Geng Ziyu's strange eyes, and when he saw another camera sweeping over, he stood up and clapped his hands, cheering for the team, and then sat down again.
"Please be sure to accept my interview, pretend to be aggressive... no, pretend to be a brother..."
Geng Ziyu looked at Fan Bizhuang sincerely, and felt extremely eager in his heart—pretending to be brother, please be like your name, agree to my request, take me to pretend, force me to fly!
"Pretend to be your sister!"
Fan Bizhuang's face twitched unnaturally, he naturally understood the difference between "pretend" and "zhuang", now he didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, turned his head, and ignored him.
Geng Ziyu was not discouraged, and just kept looking at him steadfastly, making up his mind to rely on him.
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After Forlan scored a goal, the atmosphere at the Love Song stadium became even hotter. The fans sang their songs over and over again in the stands, hoping to bring greater strength to the team.
Stimulated by singing and goals, Villarreal's morale has gradually improved, and they are more active and active in the game.
No. In the 709th minute, the submarine narrowed the score gap again. The striker pair of Nihat and Forlan played a wonderful cooperation in the frontcourt. , A low shot turned the score into 2:3, only one goal behind the mighty Real Madrid.
Although the score was still behind, Real Madrid was very frightened. Villarreal, who was fighting more and more bravely, put great pressure on the Galacticos. The continuous fierce offensive also put their defense line to the test.Real Madrid, who vowed to take three points, played in a panic in the final stage of the game. They didn't have the demeanor of a wealthy and noble family on weekdays. In order to defend the victory, they almost shrunk across the board. Frequently participating in the defense, the elegant and noble style has long been thrown to Java.
The game reached its climax in the last ten minutes. Under the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two teams, the time passed quickly. After Riquelme's long shot of about 25 meters flew obliquely out of the post, the referee The whistle blew for the end of the game.
The final score was 2:3. Villarreal lost at the El Estadio, and Real Madrid got the three points they had planned before the game. , is also extremely tormented.
"Although we lost the game, I believe that the fans who watched this game will have full respect for our players. We forced the mighty Real Madrid into a scramble. Even if we lose, our opponents will not underestimate us!"
"This is the Love Song Stadium, and this is our territory! The result is very important, but the process cannot be ignored. The players have performed very well, they are good! Let us cheer for them! To our heroes, Applause!"
The people in the small town are easy to be satisfied. Although losing the game will more or less make them feel unwilling, but the team's performance in the second half is still unmistakable. They are proud of being able to push the Galaxy Battleship to such an embarrassing situation. .A whole Real Madrid team might be able to buy ten Villarreal teams. In this comparison, they have not yet fallen behind. Why not be proud?
This time we can drive the opponent into a scramble, next time, next time, when we meet again, maybe we can win?
"Villarreal!"
"This is... the Love Song Stadium!"
"Long live Monsieur Manuel! Long live the Ballad! Our boys... Long live!"
The fans roared again, heart-warming songs floated in the air, Fan Bizhuang and Felisa were also in the crowd, singing and dancing with everyone.
This is a different stadium. Maybe it is not spacious enough, maybe it is not famous enough, but there is a kind of silent charm here, which makes people warm and nostalgic.
Felisa jumped and danced with the crowd, while she danced, she turned her head and flashed bright eyes at Fan Bizhuang: "Smelly hooligan, I really envy you for being able to play here. This stadium is great, and the fans here are very excited." Great, your team is great too!"
Fan Bizhuang smiled slightly. Yes, he also thinks this place is great. Although he has not been here for a long time, he has fallen in love with it deeply. For him, this stadium is of great significance. The place where your football dreams really start.
If he could, he wanted to sing touching and romantic ballads forever.
Fan Bizhuang held Felisa's snow-like hand. The weird and elf girl had surprise on her face, and then a blush appeared quietly. The two laughed and danced and sang songs together.
There seems to be an ambiguous atmosphere flowing in this small world. Although it feels very inappropriate, I have to say that Geng Ziyu's face is really thick. He is acting as a light bulb in front of the two of them, and he is still talking nagging.
"Pretend to be a brother! Pretend to be Mr.! You see, we are all Chinese. Otherwise, you can accept my interview..."
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In a French restaurant in Bilbao, Molina stared blankly at the TV hanging on the wall, with an indescribable complicated look on his face.
On the screen, his old acquaintance Fan Bizhuang and his "run away from home" daughter Felisa are holding hands, singing and dancing with a bright smile.
His mouth opened into an "O" shape, no matter how he could think of it, he wouldn't have guessed it. The daughter who left a note for himself said that she was going to play with a friend. The friend she was going to find was Fan Bizhuang!
Damn, when did these two become friends?They only met once!Also, Felisa is only two months away from turning 14. Could it be that that bastard Fan Bizhuang is so shameless that he won't let go of underage girls?
This is really...
The time Molina spent with Fan Bizhuang was quite pleasant, and he had a good impression of this seemingly indifferent young man who had his own principles and persistence, but at this moment, to hell with any good feelings, his mind was full of It's all resentment, if Fan Bizhuang appeared in front of him at this moment, maybe he even thought of beating up a party violently.
"This bastard! You actually abducted my Felisa to Villarreal, I really... really pissed me off! I...I..."
"I" for a long time, but there is no reason for "I", the disgusting face of the fat man in charge appeared in front of his eyes again, and he was still chattering: "Contrales! You are lazy here again! If you don't want to do it, then get out! People who want to work in our restaurant can line up to the city center from here, so if you still want to earn this salary, go to work for me immediately!"
The middle-aged fat man snatched the remote control from Molina's hand, and then turned off the TV: "Every time you work, you watch the TV. Remember, you are here to work, not to watch football matches. Yes, today's wages are gone, this is a punishment for your passive sabotage!"
Molina didn't speak, just nodded.He has been treated like this many times. In the past, he would definitely argue with the fat supervisor, but today he really doesn't have that kind of thought. His mind is full of his daughter and that nasty boy.
"No, I have to go to Villarreal!"
Turning around, Molina thought this way, he was really worried, Felisa is not yet an adult, it doesn't matter to make friends, but if it's too early...he didn't dare to continue thinking about it.
He thought for a while, took out his phone, hesitated, and pressed the familiar yet unfamiliar number.
PS: I would like to recommend my old book, which has been completed, "Master of Greenery". If you have friends who like sports, you can read it.
Thanks to book friend 1612260925 and book friend Geng Ziyu for their rewards, thank you!
(End of this chapter)
It turned out that at this moment in the game, the home team Villarreal suddenly scored.
When the home announcer was "missing" Fan Bizhuang, and the fans also found that Fan Bizhuang was sitting in the stands, the team scored a goal after 1 minute. This point is really too coincidental, so this is even more firm Fan Bizhuang is the impression of a lucky general. Fans think that Fan Bizhuang's sudden appearance brought good luck to the team.
It was Diego Forlan who scored the goal. He received a wide pass from the new Capdevila and swung his head forward.The goal was beautiful. The Uruguayan striker almost suppressed Cannavaro's head, smashing the ball into the goal with great momentum.
The excited Fran ran to the stands on the sidelines, but the fans just cheered a few times, clapped their hands, and then began to shout Fan Bizhuang's name.
Alsace's voice was clearly heard on the live radio: "Diego scored a goal. It's an extremely beautiful header... But what I want to say is that Fan is indeed the lucky star of the Love Song Stadium! Every time , His appearance can bring goals to the team. At this moment, although he is not on the field, he still brings us good luck. One moment he is still on the electronic screen, and the next moment, the team scores Alright! CooL! The miraculous oriental boy! The miraculous lucky general!"
People are blindly obedient. Alsace’s words not only represent his own thoughts, but also many fans think about it carefully. It is true that every time Fan Bizhuang appears, let’s not talk about him, but it can always help the football team. From this point of view, it is really worthy of the name of the lucky general.
So the home fans began to shout again, first in a small area, and soon expanded to the entire stand, the shouts of "Zhuang-bi-fan" came and went over the love song stadium.
The way foreigners call their names is the opposite of that of Chinese people. They are used to pronouncing their names backwards, so Fan Bizhuang's name becomes Zhuang Bifan. Because of the homonym, it sounds like "pretentious. .commit".
Foreigners may not understand the meaning of these three words, but Geng Ziyu is a serious Chinese. Hearing the three words "pretentious...offender" flying all over the sky, this foreign sports reporter stationed in the West, decisively was shocked.
He licked his somewhat dry lips, dumbfounded - tens of thousands of people shouted and pretended to be aggressive. Tens of thousands of people acted together. This scene, tsk tsk, was so beautiful that he didn't dare to watch it.
Fan Bizhuang turned a blind eye to Geng Ziyu's strange eyes, and when he saw another camera sweeping over, he stood up and clapped his hands, cheering for the team, and then sat down again.
"Please be sure to accept my interview, pretend to be aggressive... no, pretend to be a brother..."
Geng Ziyu looked at Fan Bizhuang sincerely, and felt extremely eager in his heart—pretending to be brother, please be like your name, agree to my request, take me to pretend, force me to fly!
"Pretend to be your sister!"
Fan Bizhuang's face twitched unnaturally, he naturally understood the difference between "pretend" and "zhuang", now he didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, turned his head, and ignored him.
Geng Ziyu was not discouraged, and just kept looking at him steadfastly, making up his mind to rely on him.
.....................................................................................................................
After Forlan scored a goal, the atmosphere at the Love Song stadium became even hotter. The fans sang their songs over and over again in the stands, hoping to bring greater strength to the team.
Stimulated by singing and goals, Villarreal's morale has gradually improved, and they are more active and active in the game.
No. In the 709th minute, the submarine narrowed the score gap again. The striker pair of Nihat and Forlan played a wonderful cooperation in the frontcourt. , A low shot turned the score into 2:3, only one goal behind the mighty Real Madrid.
Although the score was still behind, Real Madrid was very frightened. Villarreal, who was fighting more and more bravely, put great pressure on the Galacticos. The continuous fierce offensive also put their defense line to the test.Real Madrid, who vowed to take three points, played in a panic in the final stage of the game. They didn't have the demeanor of a wealthy and noble family on weekdays. In order to defend the victory, they almost shrunk across the board. Frequently participating in the defense, the elegant and noble style has long been thrown to Java.
The game reached its climax in the last ten minutes. Under the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two teams, the time passed quickly. After Riquelme's long shot of about 25 meters flew obliquely out of the post, the referee The whistle blew for the end of the game.
The final score was 2:3. Villarreal lost at the El Estadio, and Real Madrid got the three points they had planned before the game. , is also extremely tormented.
"Although we lost the game, I believe that the fans who watched this game will have full respect for our players. We forced the mighty Real Madrid into a scramble. Even if we lose, our opponents will not underestimate us!"
"This is the Love Song Stadium, and this is our territory! The result is very important, but the process cannot be ignored. The players have performed very well, they are good! Let us cheer for them! To our heroes, Applause!"
The people in the small town are easy to be satisfied. Although losing the game will more or less make them feel unwilling, but the team's performance in the second half is still unmistakable. They are proud of being able to push the Galaxy Battleship to such an embarrassing situation. .A whole Real Madrid team might be able to buy ten Villarreal teams. In this comparison, they have not yet fallen behind. Why not be proud?
This time we can drive the opponent into a scramble, next time, next time, when we meet again, maybe we can win?
"Villarreal!"
"This is... the Love Song Stadium!"
"Long live Monsieur Manuel! Long live the Ballad! Our boys... Long live!"
The fans roared again, heart-warming songs floated in the air, Fan Bizhuang and Felisa were also in the crowd, singing and dancing with everyone.
This is a different stadium. Maybe it is not spacious enough, maybe it is not famous enough, but there is a kind of silent charm here, which makes people warm and nostalgic.
Felisa jumped and danced with the crowd, while she danced, she turned her head and flashed bright eyes at Fan Bizhuang: "Smelly hooligan, I really envy you for being able to play here. This stadium is great, and the fans here are very excited." Great, your team is great too!"
Fan Bizhuang smiled slightly. Yes, he also thinks this place is great. Although he has not been here for a long time, he has fallen in love with it deeply. For him, this stadium is of great significance. The place where your football dreams really start.
If he could, he wanted to sing touching and romantic ballads forever.
Fan Bizhuang held Felisa's snow-like hand. The weird and elf girl had surprise on her face, and then a blush appeared quietly. The two laughed and danced and sang songs together.
There seems to be an ambiguous atmosphere flowing in this small world. Although it feels very inappropriate, I have to say that Geng Ziyu's face is really thick. He is acting as a light bulb in front of the two of them, and he is still talking nagging.
"Pretend to be a brother! Pretend to be Mr.! You see, we are all Chinese. Otherwise, you can accept my interview..."
.....................................................................................................................
In a French restaurant in Bilbao, Molina stared blankly at the TV hanging on the wall, with an indescribable complicated look on his face.
On the screen, his old acquaintance Fan Bizhuang and his "run away from home" daughter Felisa are holding hands, singing and dancing with a bright smile.
His mouth opened into an "O" shape, no matter how he could think of it, he wouldn't have guessed it. The daughter who left a note for himself said that she was going to play with a friend. The friend she was going to find was Fan Bizhuang!
Damn, when did these two become friends?They only met once!Also, Felisa is only two months away from turning 14. Could it be that that bastard Fan Bizhuang is so shameless that he won't let go of underage girls?
This is really...
The time Molina spent with Fan Bizhuang was quite pleasant, and he had a good impression of this seemingly indifferent young man who had his own principles and persistence, but at this moment, to hell with any good feelings, his mind was full of It's all resentment, if Fan Bizhuang appeared in front of him at this moment, maybe he even thought of beating up a party violently.
"This bastard! You actually abducted my Felisa to Villarreal, I really... really pissed me off! I...I..."
"I" for a long time, but there is no reason for "I", the disgusting face of the fat man in charge appeared in front of his eyes again, and he was still chattering: "Contrales! You are lazy here again! If you don't want to do it, then get out! People who want to work in our restaurant can line up to the city center from here, so if you still want to earn this salary, go to work for me immediately!"
The middle-aged fat man snatched the remote control from Molina's hand, and then turned off the TV: "Every time you work, you watch the TV. Remember, you are here to work, not to watch football matches. Yes, today's wages are gone, this is a punishment for your passive sabotage!"
Molina didn't speak, just nodded.He has been treated like this many times. In the past, he would definitely argue with the fat supervisor, but today he really doesn't have that kind of thought. His mind is full of his daughter and that nasty boy.
"No, I have to go to Villarreal!"
Turning around, Molina thought this way, he was really worried, Felisa is not yet an adult, it doesn't matter to make friends, but if it's too early...he didn't dare to continue thinking about it.
He thought for a while, took out his phone, hesitated, and pressed the familiar yet unfamiliar number.
PS: I would like to recommend my old book, which has been completed, "Master of Greenery". If you have friends who like sports, you can read it.
Thanks to book friend 1612260925 and book friend Geng Ziyu for their rewards, thank you!
(End of this chapter)
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