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Chapter 261 Will you join the Chinese team?

Fan Bizhuang approached and questioned Geng Ziyu with his eyes. Before the latter could speak, there was another burst of howling and howling.

"Fan Ye! Fan Ye!! My idol is right in front of me, I can't do it anymore, I feel like I'm going to pass out with happiness!"

"Fan Ye! My name is Long Aotian, and I am your die-hard fan! I, I, I...I want to..."

"I want you to be a big-headed ghost! Fan Ye, we are fans from China, and we are all your fans! I am Ye Liangchen! Fan Ye, give me your autograph!"

"I want it too! I, Zhao Ritian, want an autograph, a group photo, and..."

"..."

A crowd of people excitedly clamored and scrambled to surround him. If it wasn't because of the fence blocking them, maybe this group of forgetful guys would have swarmed up and pressed Fan Bizhuang to the ground, "hot and hot".

Fan Bizhuang was a little dumbfounded by the enthusiasm of the crowd, and Geng Ziyu quickly interrupted and explained to him: "Fan Ye, these are fans from China, they are your die-hard fans, they came all the way from China, just to come to the scene Watching you play football, cheering for you, they..."

Fan Bizhuang finally understood, he nodded, and greeted everyone in Chinese with a European accent.

"Hi everyone, I'm Fan Bizhuang, thank you very much..."

Before the words fell, there was another surge of cheers and shouts.

"Master Fan is greeting me! This is a historic moment, Second Battalion Commander, quickly take out my Italian cannon... Oh no, take out my camera and record it!"

"Fan Ye speaks Chinese very well 6. I thought that Fan Ye had been living abroad and could not speak Chinese! Now it seems that Fan Ye is Fan Ye. Ha, how can we descendants of the Yellow Emperor not speak Chinese? What about words!"

"Looking at Fan Ye up close, he is much more handsome than on TV. This long hair, this muscle, this face... Even if I am a man, I would like to ask, Fan Ye, do you want a date?"

"Where's the computer! Where's my computer! Take it out quickly, I want to lick the screen..."

"...Wang Dahammer, so you are Brother Licking Ping! It is better to meet each other than to be famous. I have admired you for a long time, and I, Zhao Ritian, are convinced!"

"I, Ye Liangchen, are convinced too!"

"..."

Looking at the chattering crowd, Geng Ziyu patted his forehead helplessly. This group of people are really used to it, and they don't care if others can bear it or not. Fan Bizhuang is not a good-tempered person, so you don't have to be afraid. This act made your Master Fan turn around and leave in a blink of an eye?

It's not surprising that Geng Ziyu has such worries. Fan Bizhuang's temper is eccentric, and he is not a cadre for such things.What made him a little relaxed was that although Fan Bizhuang didn't have any expression on his face, it was enough, which proved that Fan Bizhuang was not unhappy.

"Okay, stop yelling."

Temporary "Captain" Wang Yanyin stopped the fighting of his companions, and when the scene became quiet, he stepped forward and stretched out his right hand to Fan Bizhuang, with an unconcealable excitement on his face, "Hi, Master Fan! I'm Wang Yanyin, and like everyone else, I'm from China and you're a big fan of yours. I'm so happy to see you in real life. I, I Can I give you a hug?"

Fan Bizhuang nodded and opened his arms.

Wang Yanyin was so excited that he also opened his arms and hugged his idol tightly.

"I hugged Fan Ye! God, I have such close contact with Fan Ye... This, this... I am going crazy! This muscle, this body, is so strong, no wonder it can collide fiercely with foreigners. Don't let the wind fall, I didn't feel it when I watched TV before, but now it seems that Master Fan is really strong!"

The crowd was noisy again.

Wang Dahammer: "Wang Yanyin is so shameless! Don't let us talk, I'm going to take advantage of Master Fan!"

Wang Xiaochui: "Wang Yanyin, a faggot, let go of my Master Fan and let me do it!"

Zhao Ritian: "I also want to hug... This time I will go back and brag with the big guys, and I will have more face on my face!"

Ye Liangchen: "I, Ye Liangchen, refuse to accept it! I, Ye Liangchen, want to hug too!"

Everyone's "complaints" fell into Fan Bizhuang's ears. It was the first time he saw so many compatriots, and they were all his fans. Especially these people came here from abroad. Apart from being surprised, he was also slightly moved. Most importantly, he had a very strange emotion. He didn't feel it before, but at this moment, he felt that there seemed to be a real relationship between himself and these people. relatives in general.

Perhaps this is the special feeling between the blood of Yanhuang.

Letting go of Wang Yanyin, who was already tearing and snotting, Fan Bizhuang shook his head helplessly, and then smiled at the rest of the compatriots around him: "Welcome to Villarreal, and thank you for not being far away." Wan Li came here to support me. So, hugs, do you want more?"

"I want it, I want it!"

"I, Ye Liangchen, want it!"

"Let go of Master Fan, let me, Zhao Ritian, go first!"

A group of people yelled and rushed forward, Fan Bizhuang just smiled and hugged his compatriots one by one.

Geng Ziyu was almost dumbfounded. Is this the indifferent Fan Bizhuang?This group of guys is really lucky. I didn't expect Fan Bizhuang to give them face so much, and even take the initiative to hug them.What the hell, after staying in the small town for so long, I haven't even hugged Fan Ye yet.No, I want too!
After the hug, Geng Ziyu, who didn't get "hugged" by Fan Bizhuang, said to Fan Bizhuang sadly, "Master Fan, can you sign for them? If possible, there is a group photo..."

"It's fine to sign, but if you take a group photo..."

Fan Bizhuang took a rough look. There are so many people, even if each person gets a ticket, it will take a lot of time. Now the sky has gradually darkened.

Fan Bizhuang was about to shake his head and refuse, but when he suddenly saw the expectant eyes of everyone, he couldn't bear it.Although he is a very willful person, these people are his compatriots after all, and they still support him so much. He doesn't want to let everyone down because he came here from China.

"Let's take a group photo with everyone later. When the photo is developed, everyone will have a share. I will write my name and blessings on it." Fan Bizhuang proposed a compromise method. Objecting, he looked at Geng Ziyu, to be precise, it landed on the camera hanging on his chest.

Geng Ziyu immediately wailed: "Why me again?! I want to take a photo with everyone!"

Fan Bizhuang shrugged: "Who told you that you are a reporter, but a professional who takes pictures!"

"I don't want it! Ahhh!"

Geng Ziyu cried and howled again, but everyone bent over laughing.

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In the end, Geng Ziyu took a group photo with Fan Bizhuang with the big team. None of the fans from China were left behind. Fan Bizhuang temporarily found a staff member of the training ground and asked him to take a "family portrait" .

Fan Bizhuang did not refuse the invitation of the fans to have dinner together.During this period of time, he was "harassed" by the fans in the small town, and his nerves were a little tense. Now that so many compatriots came here to visit him, his mood improved, so he readily agreed to everyone's invitation.

The dinner was held at a French restaurant in a small town. During the period, the fans asked Fan Bizhuang some questions such as "How are you doing in Villarreal?" "Is Fan Ye's journey a journey of stars?" Fan Bizhuang is also very interested. He doesn't know much about the domestic situation, so he prefers to listen to what the fans say about the domestic situation. After learning that he has a huge fan base in China At that time, Fan Bizhuang was amazed, and said that he would prepare some gifts and blessings when they left, and asked them to bring them back to China, which was his greeting and "repayment" to the domestic fans.

While chatting and laughing, Wang Yanyin also proposed to set up a fan organization dedicated to Fan Ye, called Fan Bizhuang Fan Camp.

This name was constantly complained by everyone, and after some final discussions, this exclusive fan organization was formally established, and the name was "Zhuang Bifan Concentration Camp"!
Everyone was very satisfied with this title, but Fan Bizhuang was a little taken aback. Fan Bizhuang, Zhuang Bifan, pretending to be a criminal? ! ! !
This is really... speechless!
At the end of the meal, when everyone was saying goodbye at the entrance of the restaurant, the Nannan uncle who had been taciturn and seemed extremely stable suddenly said a word, which made the originally lively scene become silent in an instant.

"Fan Ye, will you change your nationality and join the Chinese national team?"

With Fan Bizhuang's ability, coupled with his prosperous status and influence in Spanish football, if Fan Bizhuang holds Chinese nationality, then entering the national team is a sure thing.

Domestic fans naturally also want Fan Bizhuang to be a member of the Chinese team. Although Chinese are also descendants of Yanhuang, they cannot wear the red jersey of their homeland after all, but change their nationality and become a real Chinese again. That's different.

Today, as Chinese football is declining, if Fan Bizhuang can join, no matter what the results are, it will be a comfort and a hope for most Chinese fans.

But is this possible?
Fan Bizhuang is almost popular in La Liga, and his performance is enough for him to successfully join the Spanish national team in the near future.On the one hand, there is the Chinese national team that may not even qualify for the World Cup, and on the other is the world giants that are extremely competitive in the Hercules Cup and the European Cup. Such a choice, I guess people with a normal mind know how to choose.

Wang Yanyin and the others naturally wanted their Master Fan to return to the embrace of the motherland, but they also knew that this was almost impossible.But it doesn't matter, Chinese football is like that, it's normal for Fan Ye not to join, anyway, as long as every weekend, I can see my compatriots overcoming obstacles in the European arena, this is already a very happy thing.

The scene became deserted, and Wang Yanyin also felt that the question asked by Uncle Nanfang at this moment was a bit inappropriate. Everyone came here happily, met their idols, and had dinner together, but you asked some NC questions, which spoiled everyone interest, what is this?
"Uncle Nan..."

Wang Yanyin tugged at his clothes, he really didn't expect that this "big brother" who had always been calm and quiet in the team would suddenly show up like this.This made him and a group of partners a little embarrassed.

Nanfang looked at his accompanying companions, then at Fan Bizhuang who was expressionless, and sighed in disappointment.

"Sorry, I may have drunk too much. Anyway, Fan Ye, I will always support you! I will support you all my life!"

Having said that, the sense of loss in his tone is self-evident.In his opinion, Fan Bizhuang's failure to respond is the best answer, which means that it is impossible for Fan Bizhuang to change his nationality again, that is to say, it is impossible to join the Chinese national team.

Fan Bizhuang waved his hand, indicating that he didn't take it seriously.He and a group of compatriots nodded: "See you tomorrow, guys."

On the cold street, the lights flashed bright neon lights, and a straight figure gradually disappeared at the end of the street corner. Wang Yanyin and a group of companions looked at each other, and when Fan Bizhuang was completely invisible, a group of people, gently Sighed.

(End of this chapter)