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Chapter 249 The Long-lost Victory

In China, the fans who were watching the live broadcast of the game jumped up in front of the TV almost at the same time that the football entered the net.

And on the Internet, it is even more noisy.

"Fan Ye! Fan Ye! Fan Ye... I'm going crazy! I'm really going crazy!! Fan Ye's free kick is so good, even better than Beckham!"

"What is Xiaobei? Xiaobei is good at curve balls, and our Fan Ye not only kicks the ball with a full moon scimitar, but also has incredible speed and strength! See if you see it, it's like a splitting ball." With a swish of Feng Yu's long knife, it cuts the opponent in two!"

"Master Fan is so handsome! He's so mighty! This free kick made my blood boil, I wish I could go to the field and kick it now, ahhh, I want to vent my passion and impulse! !!"

"You can't miss every game of Fan Ye, because every time, he will bring us a huge surprise! It's great!"

"Who said that Fan Ye took the free kick just for show, playing soy sauce? Come out, I promise not to shit on you! I'll just ask, who else, who else!"

"Fan Ye is invincible. As soon as he came back, he scored a goal. It is such a beautiful free kick. I really have nothing to say! Those who say that Fan Ye is just a fleeting meteor, can go shit!"

"Master Fan looks so manly when he undresses to celebrate... Hey, why do I feel wet down here? It's so itchy, Master Fan, come and comfort my itchy body..."

"The big man upstairs who picks his feet is dead... Master Fan is mine! I am a cute girl, with a delicate body and a soft body that is easy to push down!"

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In a city in southern Spain, Spanish coach Aragones was also sitting in front of the TV watching the match between Villarreal and Huelva.

This weekend, the highlight of the league is undoubtedly the Clasico match between Barcelona and Real Madrid, but the old coach not only did not come to the Camp Nou in person, but he did not even watch the TV broadcast. On the contrary, he watched the two small teams. The fight between the clubs, if it gets out, it is estimated that it will shock the attention of countless people.

This wise old man doesn't care what other people think. At this moment, he can't help stretching out his hands and clapping himself.

"Good good good! This ball is beautiful! This free kick is perfect!"

The old coach did not hesitate to praise. In his opinion, Fan Bizhuang, who has such an excellent free kick skill, already has the qualifications to enter the Spanish national team.Perhaps this alone cannot occupy a main position in the national team, but with such a skill, it definitely has value.When the team needs to score a goal to break the deadlock, a free kick can bring great help to the team.

The most important point is that this young man of Chinese descent is not just good at kicking free kicks. His speed, breakthrough, passing and shooting are all extremely deterrent weapons.

Aragones has been paying attention to Fan Bizhuang for a long time, and once had the idea of ​​​​calling him into the national team, but because of a series of turmoil later, this idea was temporarily shelved.Now that Fan Bizhuang has just returned from injury, he gave him such a big surprise, which made him see the greater potential and unpredictable plasticity of Fan Bizhuang. It can bring some different and fresh elements to the national team.

Aragones' love for Fan Bizhuang is undisguised. He is an older generation coach in Spanish football. In their era, although Spain was also known for its delicate feet and skillful passing and receiving skills, it was more What outsiders praised was their tactical style of side attack and combination of side and center.

Joaquin, Vincent... These players are traditional Spanish-style wingers with strong breakthrough ability and fast and accurate crosses. Coupled with a high center forward like Morientes in the penalty area, it is almost invincible. The scene is also hearty.

With the progress of the times and the development of football, this kind of tactical play has gradually disappeared. Now Spanish football pays more attention to the passing of feet and teamwork, but Aragones still has some memories of the old scene.

In his opinion, Fan Bizhuang is a very good seedling of a traditional winger, who can pass and attack, no, not only that, he can also score goals!

If the national team has such a player to join, then the tactics will definitely be richer.

"Although you are young, but... it is time!"

Aragones made a decision in his heart, and looked again at the Chinese teenager who was undressing and celebrating on TV. The long black hair fluttering in the air exuded the blood and passion of youth, making this old handsome calm and restrained I couldn't help but smile knowingly.

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United Kingdom, Manchester.

In a house in the suburbs, an old man with glasses on a distilled nose was waiting attentively by the TV.

"Alex, are you still going to bed? If I remember correctly, you and your team are going to Blackburn tomorrow, and with all due respect, if you want to go there with a black eye, then fine , you can sit in front of the TV until tomorrow morning."

His wife's voice came over, urging him to go to bed quickly.

The old man is the Manchester United coach, Sir Alex Ferguson known as the Godfather of the Red Devils. He glanced at the boiling love song stadium on TV again. Smiling lightly, he took off his glasses.

"I'm coming, what's the rush, I'm coming."

Ferguson yelled to his wife in the bedroom, and stood up.

"What a nice little guy, my vision is right, he will be the second David, or the second Cristiano. No, no, no, or a combination of the two? Breakthrough, pass. Balls, shots, free-kicks... what else can he not do?"

"It seems that I have to move faster, and I have to bring a new No. [-] to the team!"

While walking towards the bedroom, Ferguson was thinking in his mind. Thinking of the team's current No. [-], Ferguson suddenly showed a complex expression on his face.

The former No. [-] David Beckham left the Iberian Peninsula, and the current No. [-] is likely to follow in the footsteps of his predecessor.

This made the old Scottish man both angry and helpless.Everything is fine with his team now, but he also knows that this is only a superficial phenomenon. Perhaps after the end of this season, Manchester United must find a new No. [-] for itself.

And now, Ferguson already has a successor in mind.

Once this idea came up, it filled his heart irresistibly, and Ferguson's mood suddenly became extremely urgent.

"Just this winter! I'm taking him to England!"

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A small courtyard on the outskirts of a small town.

Felisa and Bella are sitting in the living room, and the match between Villarreal and Huelva is being broadcast on the LCD TV.

On the screen, the love song stadium is boiling, the fans are singing and dancing in the stands, the commentator's voice is full of excitement and excitement, and the hero who scored the goal, with his upper body naked, is waving his fists and screaming wildly at the camera Roar.

"Go in go go in!!! Oh yeah, Uncle Fan scored a goal! Beautiful goal! Beautiful free kick! Beautiful Uncle Fan... well, anyway, everything is beautiful!"

Felisa jumped up from the sofa, waving her soft little hands made of lotus root, making noise non-stop, and the two "aliens" during the Spring Festival and Christmas also kept yelling "Wow, woof, woof, woof, meow" , At the place where the commotion was jubilant, one man, one fur and one dog all jumped onto the sofa, and a melee battle of the Three Kingdoms started.

Bella sat on the other side, looking at the flamboyant young man on the screen, her beautiful eyes were full of splendor.

She is not a pure fan, but she is also fond of football.She has watched many football games, but Fan Bizhuang's demeanor before and after the goal still attracted her deeply.

The moment Fan Bizhuang kicked a free kick, she was so nervous that she hardly dared to make any sound.

The moment the football hit the net, she felt relaxed and wanted to scream with her mouth open.

But she abruptly stopped the instinctive impulse in her heart.She turned her head and glanced at the little niece who was so excited that she didn't know what to do. Remembering her brother's instructions, the splendor in her eyes dimmed instantly.

"Felisa, this little girl, really likes this stinky rascal, right?"

Bella was so emotional, silent, just looking at the screen quietly, no one knew what she was thinking.It's just that the flustered and complicated expression on her face disappeared in a flash.

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Love Song Stadium.

Fan Bizhuang's goal helped the team expand the score advantage again, 2:0, the game can be said to be the victory.

Huelva, who had been pressed down and beaten all the time, no longer had a tenacious defensive posture. The forceful tone was completely shattered by Fan Bizhuang's goal, and he was defeated in an instant.

Villarreal made persistent efforts. In the next game time, Forlan and Cazorla each scored another goal, and finally locked the score at 4:0.
Villarreal won at home and ushered in their first victory in the past one and a half months.

The long-lost victory turned the Love Song Stadium into a sea of ​​joy after the game. The fans stayed in the stadium and dispersed for a long time. The cheers and applause never stopped. In such shouts, the voice of "Fan" Undoubtedly the strongest of them all.

"Congratulations to Villarreal for winning the final victory! We seem to have begun to slowly move towards the correct track before!"

"Congratulations to Fan, and thanks to him, his comeback brought us an unusually long-lost victory!"

"Of course, thank you to all the boys. Your outstanding performance has given all the submarine fans the most precious Christmas gift!"

The excited voice of the home commentator Alsace still echoed in the stadium. Fan Bizhuang and his teammates had been chasing and frolicking on the field, enjoying their moment of victory.

(End of this chapter)