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Chapter 280 Fan's Ghost Idea

At the end of the first half, the electronic scoreboard at the scene flashed a bright red 3: score.The Love Song Stadium was filled with jubilation. Tens of thousands of fans sang and danced, wantonly expressing their excitement. It turned out that their worries were unnecessary. The performance of the team was still stable, and the performance of the players was as good as ever. affected by external factors.

The mental outlook of a team can be seen from the performance of a team on the field. Obviously, the performance of the Yellow Submarine, who played extremely positively in the first half, was enough to satisfy the fans.

Therefore, when the players left the field, the players enjoyed heroic treatment, and there were endless cheers and applause.

Pellegrini was also very satisfied, and he was impeccable with the game scene and the score. Although the team almost did not have a defensive attack in the first half of the first half, he felt a little suspicious, but the result was good. The rest is not important-he almost doesn't need to guess, he knows who is the instigator who caused the team to go crazy in the first half, which makes him angry and funny.What's annoying is that Fan Bizhuang is always causing him some extra trouble, but what's funny is that every time he "acts arbitrarily", the results are not bad.

Under such circumstances, Pellegrini can't find an excuse to lose his temper. A player who can always surprise him and help the team, what else can he say?Can only let it go.

Before Fan Bizhuang came, Pellegrini was also a dignified coach in the whole team, but since Fan Bizhuang came, he suddenly felt that his majesty seemed to have a downward trend. For Fan Bizhuang, his beloved apprentice, he really liked it to the bottom of his heart.

Looking at the assistant beside him who was rejoicing because of the big lead, and the substitute players on the bench who were waving their fists and cheering again and again, Pellegrini could only shake his head and smile helplessly.

"This guy, there is really nothing to do with him."

It sounds like a complaint, but the old Chilean coach has a smile on his face. He is already thinking about what personnel adjustments he will make in the second half. In the case of winning the game, let some main players get enough rest At the same time, it also allows new players to get actual combat experience - the latter is the most important, the running-in between newcomers and the team needs a process of time, and training instead of games is the process of running-in Lubricant, more effective.

With that in mind, Pellegrini set his sights on the bench.

On the bench, Mathias Fernandez and Angel were sitting side by side, chatting in low voices.

"Fan Ke is really good. The team's three goals were all related to him. It's amazing. Although it's not a direct assist, but... especially Fran's second goal, that clever omission, is really full Imagination!" Angel was full of praise for Fan Bizhuang's performance, "It's really two different feelings to see it in the game video and in reality. The genius index of this Chinese boy is eye-opening! To be honest In other words, such a player will always be a nightmare for defenders, because you never know what he will do next, and naturally it will be more difficult to defend."

Angel sighed "with lingering fear", and then smiled again. Although this type of talented player is difficult to defend, but fortunately, now he and Fan Bizhuang are teammates, and if he has a headache, it will also cause headaches for other colleagues. Isn't it unfounded to think so much?
Fernandez curled his lips, and his tone was full of strong confidence: "Fan's performance is indeed very good, but if I am on the court, I can do it... No, I can do better."

The response he got was Angel's contemptuous look of "I don't believe it". Fernandez was sullen and was about to argue a few words, but Thomason in the back row had already stretched out his big hand and rubbed his head vigorously: "Don't Bragging, Mathias, Fan is not an ordinary player, even though he is very young, but he definitely has a bright future. To be honest, such a player is the favorite partner of forwards. If I had such a player by my side back then If I were a passer, maybe I would score more goals and achieve greater achievements. Well, stop talking nonsense, Mr. Manuel is calling us, hurry over."

Fernandez was still a little unconvinced, but he still didn't speak anymore. Pellegrini was already beckoning them to go to the court to warm up. Fernandez clenched his fists tightly, got up and walked to the court.

"Really, I am very strong, okay? Don't look down on me, you will know how powerful I am in the future!"

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"Really, I'm very strong, okay, don't always act like you don't trust me! Also, don't call me Brother Octopus, this nickname is really ugly!"

When walking towards the player tunnel, "Squidward Brother" Diego Lopez was still complaining endlessly.Throughout the first half, he was in a state of doing nothing, which made him a little bit disappointed when he just joined the team and wanted to show his talents. At the same time, he was complaining in his heart. Racing Santander is really a bunch of mud that can't support the wall. .

The reason for this complaint is quite sufficient. In the whole first half, Racing Santander only had two shots. Just like that, they didn't hit the goal frame. Lopez felt that his body was going to rust.

If his teammates know about his thoughts, it will probably be a rain of fists. Isn't it a good thing that there is no threat to the goal?You guy, you actually want your opponent to attack continuously and shoot non-stop, just to satisfy your desire to show your skills, this is really uncomfortable if you don't get beaten, Ski!

Regarding his complaints, the teammates directly chose to ignore them, but they maintained a strong interest in the issue of his new nickname.

"Okay, Brother Squidward, we will remember it from now on, and we won't call you by your new nickname anymore!"

"But Brother Octopus, you really look like an octopus!"

"Brother Octopus, shall we have dinner together tonight? Celebrate your victory in the first game you joined the team, which is a good sign. What would you like to eat? Brother Octopus, do you think it's okay to eat seafood?"

"Of course no problem, as long as you don't eat octopus, everything else is fine!"

"Hahaha!"

The teammates roared with laughter, Lopez rolled his eyes angrily, and the bearded man pouted his mouth again. This habitual action once again became an excuse for his teammates to criticize, "cute octopus" "cute octopus" The name of the cute octopus with a big beard" was put on Lopez's head again.

Fan Bizhuang was outside the crowd, with the same smile on his face, but his eyes were always moving around unconsciously. Riquelme, who knew him very well, knew what was going on in this guy's heart when he saw his movement. .

This made Riquelme very angry. The team led by a big score and secured the victory early. What else is on his mind?

"You don't look very happy. What are you thinking, Fan?" Riquelme touched Fan Bizhuang's arm and asked softly.

"I didn't think about it. By the way, Roman, our opponent in the next round is Murcia, right?" Fan Bizhuang didn't answer the other party's question. On the contrary, he asked a question himself.

Riquelme nodded, and said strangely: "It's them, yes, is there any problem?"

"Then our opponents in the next round and the next round seem to be Valencia and Real Madrid?" Fan Bizhuang continued to ask.

"I think about it... Well, they are right. It is really a big challenge. The derby opponent and the top of the standings, and the continuous encounter with strong opponents, really makes people feel that it is both difficult and full of challenges."

"Yeah, it's really a challenge! The thought of confronting those bastards again makes the blood in my body almost boil!"

Fan Bizhuang responded with a smile, his two hands had already been lifted up, the palms collided with each other, and the joints made a crisp sound of "quack~",

This made Riquelme shake his head speechlessly. This guy is still such a pissy, uninformed person who thought he was going to fight, not a football match.

"It's okay to be excited, but don't be too excited, boy, you have a bad record, don't get mad, do something irrational, and cause a lot of trouble!" Riquelme said in a low tone He warned him, "Also, why do you care so much? It's still early for the next round and the next round. You'd better focus all your attention on the current game and don't aim too high. "

"Are you so ambitious? Hey, I'm planning for a rainy day." Fan Bizhuang muttered softly, "Even without me, with the strength of the team, it shouldn't be a problem to win Murcia, right?"

"What are you talking about, Fan?" Riquelme's eyes widened. Fan Bizhuang's voice was very low, but he could still vaguely hear it, so he wondered if he had heard it wrong.

"Ha, nothing, let's go."

Fan Bizhuang waved his hands and ran away in a hurry.

Riquelme looked strangely at Fan Bizhuang's figure disappearing at the end of the passage. He was silent for a while, and suddenly a very bad premonition arose spontaneously.

"This guy, isn't he going to come up with some bad idea again? Could it be..." The smart Riquelme thought of a possibility, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was closer to the truth, but in the end he could only Maybe it turned into a wry smile, "Fan, the weird idea of ​​the elf, really... emerges endlessly!"

But after thinking about it carefully, I also feel that Fan Bizhuang's possible plan is not bad. The fierce battle between Derby and the top team is imminent. As an extremely important member of the team, if Fan Bizhuang is absent due to some factors If not, the team's loss will be great, and the combat effectiveness will also be greatly discounted.

Thinking about it this way, if Fan Bizhuang doesn't participate in the next round of the league, maybe it's a good thing, not only can he rest and adjust, but also...

Riquelme suddenly smiled, and walked briskly into the locker room.

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