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Chapter 145 The Most Incredible Script
Originally thought that the overall situation of this game was settled and the chances of winning were in hand, but unexpectedly such a sudden change occurred. Fan Bizhuang's own goal made all the fans of the home team feel a little overwhelmed. Many people stared wide-eyed and stared blankly. I can't believe it.

But the facts were right in front of his eyes. Vieira collapsed helplessly on the ground, and Fan Bizhuang was also lying beside him, covering his cheeks with his hands. As for the football, he lay quietly in the net.

This is really a feeling of beeping the dog. Under such a good situation, seeing that the three-pointer is about to be scored, but it is ruined by an own goal of one's own player, and the three-pointer becomes one point. Thinking about it makes people panic.And the player who scored this own goal was their favorite and most sought after Fan Bizhuang, and he was reluctant to scold him. This feeling is not beeping the dog, but being beeped by the dog!

"This... this..." Alsace also had a dazed and helpless expression on his face, and after holding back for a long time, he shook his head and sighed resignedly, "Three points become one point, this is really hard to accept, and This point is still given to our opponents. But we should calm down, no one will not make any mistakes on the road of growth, Fan is still young, he still has time to make mistakes, and to correct his own mistakes-the fact In my opinion, this is just an accident. Fan’s attitude is good. At least he is working hard to help the team defend... We should not blame him for this accidental loss of the ball. There are many Mallorca players. Mingos was in ambush, and if Van missed it, he probably would have scored the goal as well ... It was an inevitable mistake, and Van was just unlucky."

It can only be said that Alsace has an iron-clad "true love" for Fan Bizhuang. At this time, he is still apologizing for Fan Bizhuang. I don't want to see it, but from another perspective, it is at least a consolation-because the theorem that Fan has a goal on the field still exists. Of course, this theorem is a bit embarrassing today. Our fortune will be wrong. Goal...haha!"

In the end, Alsace laughed a few times, but the fans at the scene didn't respond, and many people still shook their heads depressedly.

Fan Bizhuang was still lying on the ground, covering his cheeks with his hands, as if he had no face to face anyone.Although there were no words or actions, anyone could feel his depression at the moment.

The Mallorca players were celebrating wildly, but Geng Ziyu looked at the boy lying on the ground worriedly, not only worried that Fan Bizhuang's mentality would be hit hard by this blow, and he would be depressed, but also worried about his status in the team.Many players who made mistakes in the game will be harshly criticized by teammates and coaches, and their status in the team will plummet, and they will be left in the cold palace ever since.

It is not easy for China to produce a professional player who plays in the top European leagues and has a firm foothold. Geng Ziyu is afraid that all this is just a dream, and after this game, all dreams have been awakened.

He looked back cautiously at Villarreal's head coach. The expression on Pellegrini's face was very calm, and he couldn't see any joy or anger, which made him even more uneasy.

"Ugh."

Geng Ziyu sighed softly, and could only pray silently in his heart, hoping that Fan Bizhuang would not be knocked down by this blow.

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"A wonderful shot, Fan Ye successfully scored with a header... Well, it's just the wrong direction, it's an own goal!"

"Go shit upstairs. You're still gloating at this time. Are you a Chinese? Even your fellow countrymen are making fun of you. Come out, I promise I won't fuck you!"

"On the top floor! Since ancient times, the second floor has been stupid. This time I have to admit that I was wrong. The first floor is really stupid. No explanation!"

"I stayed up late to watch football and wanted to see Fan Ye's wonderful performance. Unexpectedly, there was a goal, but it turned out to be my own goal. Alas! I suddenly thought of the own goal that Sun Dahai scored in the Premier League. I hope Fan Ye can stand up." , Stand up again!"

"Master Fan, don't cry, stand up and masturbate!"

"A real warrior dares to face any difficulties, Fan Ye, we support you! Isn't it just scoring an own goal, even if you score ten, in my eyes, you are still the most handsome one!"

"Fan Ye stood up, at this difficult time, it's time to show the unyielding demeanor of our great Chinese men! Don't be cowardly, just do it!"

"..."

When the Chinese fans were encouraging or booing, Fan Bizhuang finally made a move. He took his hands away from his face, and the picture of biting his lips appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Nihat, who had the best relationship with him, was a little flustered.

"It's okay, little rookie, it's not your fault. Don't be discouraged, get up and continue, the game is not over yet, and those lucky guys may not necessarily get a draw!"

As a good friend, Nihat stepped forward to encourage Fan Bizhuang, and stretched out his hand to pull him up from the ground.But having said that, there is not much time left in the game, and with Mallorca's shameless peeing, it is estimated that the old driver will start again next, and the bus will start properly. Breaking through their iron barrel array and scoring again within the time limit is incredible.

Fan Bizhuang was silent and did not speak.

Fran, Josic and others also came over, or patted him on the shoulder, or scratched his head, signaling him not to take it to heart, and everyone didn't blame him.

Fan Bizhuang still didn't say anything, just kept silent.This silence is very depressing.

"Cheer up, Van!"

Riquelme frowned and made a sound.

Fan Bizhuang finally reacted, raised his head, and looked at this good teacher and helpful friend.Then nodded, turned and left with a calm expression.

"Isn't it just an own goal? Who hasn't had an accident yet? Is the rookie's reaction too big?"

"I think Fan's stimulation is not small. You are also a newcomer. In the initial stage of development, if you encounter such a blow, you will definitely not be able to accept it mentally for a while."

"That's it for now. After the game is over, let's ask Fan out for a drink or two to comfort him."

"That's the only way to go. It's just a pity. The three points I got turned into one point. Thinking about it, I'm not reconciled!"

"Bastard, you still said, do you still think that the rookie is not stimulated enough?"

"Sorry, sorry, it's just a slip of the tongue. I shut up, let's continue the game!"

Fan Bizhuang ignored the murmured voices of his teammates talking behind him, and he clenched his hands so tightly that his fingernails were almost embedded in his flesh.

hit?Stimulate?

Maybe there is!
However, you have to fill the holes you dig yourself, and you have to carry the pots you bury yourself!

Fan Bizhuang's unyielding energy came out again!
Do you think the game will end in a draw?Do you think I am the "culprit" who allowed the opponent to score a point?
No, I don't agree!No matter what the ending is, I will shoulder this responsibility that belongs to me, never admit defeat, never bow my head!

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In the next 2 minutes, Fan Bizhuang seemed to have entered a runaway mode, running silently on the court, sprinting silently, silently raising his hands for the ball, and rushing forward with all his strength again and again.

This kind of behavior made the teammates extremely worried. They felt that Fan Bizhuang was a little reckless because of being stimulated. There are still a few minutes left, and they also want to try their luck. What if they score again?With this in mind, coupled with Fan Bizhuang's exceptionally active performance, they did not hesitate and kept handing the ball to Fan Bizhuang's feet.

Alsace said with emotion: "This is Fan! This is our lucky general! Perhaps this accident made everyone feel very uncomfortable, but Fan is still running and desperately trying to show everyone that he is It's a man who wants to atone for his mistakes!"

The cheers from the stands resounded again, and the ironic underwear and condoms began to flutter in the night sky again, but this time, the fans did not laugh or boo, but cheered for Fan Bizhuang solemnly!

It is not terrible for players to make mistakes, what is terrible is that players do not work hard and dare not take responsibility!
Obviously, Fan Bizhuang's actions and behaviors made the only trace of resentment in their hearts disappear.

"Fan! Fan! Fan!!!"

"You will always be our fan, you will always be our lucky general! Zhuang-bi-fan! Zhuang-bi-fan!"

Because of Fan Bizhuang's reactivation, Mallorca's defensive players also took aim at him. They finally won the equal score. Naturally, they didn't want to score again at the last moment. Their defense became tighter and fiercer. And Fan Bizhuang kept harassing their defense line like a flea, which they couldn't accept no matter what.

It's fast, isn't it?Good pass, huh?You don't want to stop, do you?
Mallorca's defensive players all faced Fan Bizhuang fiercely, either pulling, charging, or even directly overturning or shoveling him to the ground.

In this short period of 2 minutes, Fan Bizhuang was violated as many as three times, and at the same time, Mallorca captain Arango was given a yellow card.

Fan Bizhuang didn't get angry, and he didn't get entangled with the other party. Time is precious now, and he didn't want to delay it. He got up again and again, patted his buttocks, and continued to run.

The emotional female fans at the scene were almost crying. Some people felt sorry for Fan Bizhuang who was constantly being knocked down, and shouted with a choked voice: "Don't run anymore! Don't run anymore, Fan! You are our Fan, we don't blame you You, I really don’t blame you! Stop it, a draw is also very good, we can accept it!”

Alsace stood up suddenly, his eye sockets were a little moist and hot, and his emotional words spread throughout the audience.

"Maybe he is very young, maybe he is just a big boy in the eyes of many people! But I want to say that at this moment, he is a man, a man who has the courage to take responsibility, a real warrior who dares to fight against any difficulty! Yes Yes, this is Fan, who belongs to us, belongs to Love Song Stadium... Fan!"

(End of this chapter)