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Chapter 607 Goodbye, Xiaocheng!
Chapter 607 Goodbye, Xiaocheng!
On the last day of May, the Villarreal team set off for the small island city in the north of Mallorca, where they will complete the last league game of the season at the San Moise Stadium.
On the way to the expedition, the bus carrying all the members of Villarreal was always dull and silent.Everyone knows the significance of this game. The best result is that they won the game and scored three points. While having a perfect finale, they got the news that Atletico Madrid did not win, because of this , they can regain the No.4 position in the standings.
Of course, this possibility is not great. When they are working hard to qualify for the Champions League next season, Atletico Madrid is also full of the belief that they must win. In the UEFA Champions League, the Sheets will definitely go all out.
Therefore, the greatest possibility is that, regardless of whether Villarreal wins or loses, Atletico Madrid will win the game and then play the Champions League next season as No.4 in the league.
Thinking of such a result, the Villarreal players lost interest in talking. Even Nihat and Xaviventa, who always like to play around, sat in the last row of the car, silently. keep silent.
But silence is silence, every player's eyes are full of undisguised determination, no matter what Atletico Madrid will be like on another field, they must do their own thing, and that is to win the game-the Lord The coach has made it very clear to them, maybe they will completely lose the chance to go to the Champions League next season after the last round of the league, but it is not completely without chance-and they want to seize such a small chance , they can only score three points first.
Yes, if you want to turn your tiny hope into hope, except for victory, except for three points, Villarreal has no choice!
The car was still silent, but every player's face was shining with determination.
Fan Bizhuang was sitting in the corner of the last row, looking at the rows of receding trees outside the window, he suddenly turned his head.
"Let's sing a song."
When Fan Bizhuang said this, he didn't notice how wonderful the expressions of his teammates had become at the moment.During this period of time, everyone has long been used to Fan Bizhuang's silence, his loneliness, and his indifference of a giant thousands of miles away, but they never expected that that person seemed to completely isolate themselves from the world. A young boy would say such words at such a time.
Everyone had a messy impulse, except for Pellegrini and Riquelme, the former looked at him thoughtfully, while the latter nodded and smiled at him.
Fan Bizhuang ignored the surprise of his teammates, he opened his mouth and began to sing on his own.
His voice is not tone-deaf, but it is definitely not melodious. It seems that he is not born with musical cells. His voice is still magnetic when he speaks normally, but when he turns into a singing voice, his deep and dry voice is like a public voice. Ducks are calling.
Because of this, his teammates teased him more than once, but this time, no one laughed.On the contrary, when hearing that familiar ballad, everyone didn't know what kind of feeling they were feeling in their hearts.
"...When the sun is covering the sea, when the sea breeze is blowing over the small town, people have woken up from their sleep... We are strong, we are brave, we always hold our heads high... We enjoy the happiness that belongs to us... We, will never forget, our... happiness..."
This is the folk song that belongs to the small town, everyone can sing it, everyone loves to sing it.Whether in life or in the stands, people in the small town will unconsciously sing this ballad with simple lyrics and tune. In a small seaside town, this big family has a touch of warmth.
But when Fan Bizhuang sang this ballad alone, when his faint voice lingered in everyone's ears, everyone was a little at a loss—warmth?optimism?Or is it loneliness, vicissitudes, or... indescribable loneliness?
Except for a few people, no one knew why Fan Bizhuang sang this song at this time, nor did he know why there were so many complicated emotions in his voice.
They didn't think much of it either, because Riquelme was already singing along.
And then Nehat, Rossi, Cazorla... At the end, not only the coaches joined in, even the driver with a big belly sang along.
As everyone joined in, the singing became louder and louder, and this song was no longer the same as when Fan Bizhuang sang alone before, but began to become warm and optimistic, just like every time fans are in the stands As it is sung, people have infinite power in a touch of warmth.
Fan Bizhuang's voice became smaller and smaller. Although his lips were still moving, even Riquelme, who was closest to him, gradually couldn't hear what he was singing. He just saw , that young man's cheeks had turned out of the window again, and two unclear tear stains quietly appeared on his face...
.....................................................................................................................
St. Moise Stadium, when the nine 10-minute game ended, it has become a sea of joy.
On the electronic scoreboard on the sidelines, the bright red 0:3 is clearly displayed, with the home team at the front and the visiting team at the back.
If you just look at this score, people who don’t know may think that the minds of Mallorca fans are broken, because in their own territory, they were beaten 0:3 by their opponents, but they are still as excited as if they won the lottery , It is really difficult for a normal-minded person to have such an emotion.
But the fact is that the Mallorca fans, including the home team players, coaches, and staff on the field, were all cheering with emotion.
The reason is simple. Mallorca, struggling on the edge of the relegation zone, if they can't beat Villarreal in this game, then they are likely to be completely transferred to the relegation zone like a dark abyss.
But in this world, some things are so wonderful. In this game, Mallorca was beaten by Villarreal without any power to fight back, and finally lost the game 0:3. It stands to reason that this should It was the most painful moment at the San Moise Stadium, but news came from another stadium, which instantly turned this place from hell to heaven. Real Betis, Mallorca's biggest relegation competitor, only needs a draw to be able to In the case of successful relegation, they were reversed 1:2 by Almeria, who had no desires and desires, at home. In this way, even if Mallorca lost the game, they also succeeded in relegation in a thrilling manner.
From great sorrow to great joy, there is only a thin line between hell and heaven, and the most amazing and amazing fate in the football world is no different.
Compared with Mallorca, who lost the game but was still ecstatic, Villarreal, who won the game, was like an eggplant beaten by frost, and everyone's face was full of disappointment. Affection.Not only them, even the more than 1000 fans of the visiting team who followed the team in the stands were full of disappointment and sadness, and some even cried aloud.
Because on another field, Atletico Madrid also won and scored three points. They easily defeated the visiting Malaga 2:0 at home.
This also means that the competition for the top four in the league has been settled, and Villarreal's points ranking has been fixed at No.5 in the league.
Mallorca lost the game, but won the chance to stay in the top league next season.
Villarreal scored three points, but in the end, they still missed the UEFA Champions League next season.
Such a fate is really embarrassing, and no one can tell what the outcome will be.
"The game is over! The game is over!! The last round of the Spanish La Liga this season is all over!"
"Congratulations to Villarreal for winning the final victory. Although they unfortunately failed to return to the top four in the league, their performance throughout the season is undoubtedly outstanding! I believe that next season, in the Europa League In the UEFA Cup, Villarreal will stand out from the crowd! If a strong team that has the strength to enter the Champions League knockout rounds plays in the UEFA Cup, Villarreal may be suspected of being a bully!"
"Congratulations to Mallorca as well. Although they lost the game, they will still be able to stay in the top league next season. This is the most important thing."
"In short, I am very grateful to the two teams for this wonderful final battle dedicated to all fans. The league is over and the curtain is perfect...Next season, we, goodbye!"
Mixed with the hustle and bustle of the sky, cheers, shouts, and weeping, Fan Bizhuang, who had been standing all the time, finally saw the fluctuation of loss and pain in his eyes, so he squatted directly on the ground, looking at Mallorca with cold eyes. The players shouted and shouted like crazy and wanton celebration.
It suddenly occurred to him that at this time last year, he and his teammates, as well as the fans in the small town, were celebrating like this crazily, celebrating their entry into the UEFA Champions League next season.
Now, however, Villarreal can only play in the UEFA Cup.
As for himself, it is very likely that he will never have another chance to go to the Champions League with his beloved team and this city.
Fan Bizhuang suddenly wanted to cry, but he finally managed to hold back the soreness on the bridge of his nose.He has cried enough as the summer approaches, and he doesn't want his teammates and fans, who have always supported him, to see him weak again before leaving - although no one knows, he has decided at this time to leave.
"When the sun spreads over the sea, when the sea breeze blows over the small town...we will never forget, our...happiness..."
When he sang the last line of the lyrics, Fan Bizhuang had already got up and walked to the sidelines. Together with his teammates, he bowed in the direction of the fans' stand of the visiting team, but his voice was as light as a mosquito ant.
"I will never forget, the... happiness brought to me here!"
"Goodbye, small town!"
"Goodbye, Villarreal!"
Looking back, there was still hustle and bustle in the stands, some fans were exiting the field, and some fans were still clapping and shouting. Fan Bizhuang saw Rossi hold back his tears and hugged Nihart's arm, and he also saw Fran standing there. The unwilling look, and Godin, he is still so calm, but there is also loss in his eyes...
Fan Bizhuang shook his head and turned around.
"Goodbye, my friends!"
(End of this chapter)
On the last day of May, the Villarreal team set off for the small island city in the north of Mallorca, where they will complete the last league game of the season at the San Moise Stadium.
On the way to the expedition, the bus carrying all the members of Villarreal was always dull and silent.Everyone knows the significance of this game. The best result is that they won the game and scored three points. While having a perfect finale, they got the news that Atletico Madrid did not win, because of this , they can regain the No.4 position in the standings.
Of course, this possibility is not great. When they are working hard to qualify for the Champions League next season, Atletico Madrid is also full of the belief that they must win. In the UEFA Champions League, the Sheets will definitely go all out.
Therefore, the greatest possibility is that, regardless of whether Villarreal wins or loses, Atletico Madrid will win the game and then play the Champions League next season as No.4 in the league.
Thinking of such a result, the Villarreal players lost interest in talking. Even Nihat and Xaviventa, who always like to play around, sat in the last row of the car, silently. keep silent.
But silence is silence, every player's eyes are full of undisguised determination, no matter what Atletico Madrid will be like on another field, they must do their own thing, and that is to win the game-the Lord The coach has made it very clear to them, maybe they will completely lose the chance to go to the Champions League next season after the last round of the league, but it is not completely without chance-and they want to seize such a small chance , they can only score three points first.
Yes, if you want to turn your tiny hope into hope, except for victory, except for three points, Villarreal has no choice!
The car was still silent, but every player's face was shining with determination.
Fan Bizhuang was sitting in the corner of the last row, looking at the rows of receding trees outside the window, he suddenly turned his head.
"Let's sing a song."
When Fan Bizhuang said this, he didn't notice how wonderful the expressions of his teammates had become at the moment.During this period of time, everyone has long been used to Fan Bizhuang's silence, his loneliness, and his indifference of a giant thousands of miles away, but they never expected that that person seemed to completely isolate themselves from the world. A young boy would say such words at such a time.
Everyone had a messy impulse, except for Pellegrini and Riquelme, the former looked at him thoughtfully, while the latter nodded and smiled at him.
Fan Bizhuang ignored the surprise of his teammates, he opened his mouth and began to sing on his own.
His voice is not tone-deaf, but it is definitely not melodious. It seems that he is not born with musical cells. His voice is still magnetic when he speaks normally, but when he turns into a singing voice, his deep and dry voice is like a public voice. Ducks are calling.
Because of this, his teammates teased him more than once, but this time, no one laughed.On the contrary, when hearing that familiar ballad, everyone didn't know what kind of feeling they were feeling in their hearts.
"...When the sun is covering the sea, when the sea breeze is blowing over the small town, people have woken up from their sleep... We are strong, we are brave, we always hold our heads high... We enjoy the happiness that belongs to us... We, will never forget, our... happiness..."
This is the folk song that belongs to the small town, everyone can sing it, everyone loves to sing it.Whether in life or in the stands, people in the small town will unconsciously sing this ballad with simple lyrics and tune. In a small seaside town, this big family has a touch of warmth.
But when Fan Bizhuang sang this ballad alone, when his faint voice lingered in everyone's ears, everyone was a little at a loss—warmth?optimism?Or is it loneliness, vicissitudes, or... indescribable loneliness?
Except for a few people, no one knew why Fan Bizhuang sang this song at this time, nor did he know why there were so many complicated emotions in his voice.
They didn't think much of it either, because Riquelme was already singing along.
And then Nehat, Rossi, Cazorla... At the end, not only the coaches joined in, even the driver with a big belly sang along.
As everyone joined in, the singing became louder and louder, and this song was no longer the same as when Fan Bizhuang sang alone before, but began to become warm and optimistic, just like every time fans are in the stands As it is sung, people have infinite power in a touch of warmth.
Fan Bizhuang's voice became smaller and smaller. Although his lips were still moving, even Riquelme, who was closest to him, gradually couldn't hear what he was singing. He just saw , that young man's cheeks had turned out of the window again, and two unclear tear stains quietly appeared on his face...
.....................................................................................................................
St. Moise Stadium, when the nine 10-minute game ended, it has become a sea of joy.
On the electronic scoreboard on the sidelines, the bright red 0:3 is clearly displayed, with the home team at the front and the visiting team at the back.
If you just look at this score, people who don’t know may think that the minds of Mallorca fans are broken, because in their own territory, they were beaten 0:3 by their opponents, but they are still as excited as if they won the lottery , It is really difficult for a normal-minded person to have such an emotion.
But the fact is that the Mallorca fans, including the home team players, coaches, and staff on the field, were all cheering with emotion.
The reason is simple. Mallorca, struggling on the edge of the relegation zone, if they can't beat Villarreal in this game, then they are likely to be completely transferred to the relegation zone like a dark abyss.
But in this world, some things are so wonderful. In this game, Mallorca was beaten by Villarreal without any power to fight back, and finally lost the game 0:3. It stands to reason that this should It was the most painful moment at the San Moise Stadium, but news came from another stadium, which instantly turned this place from hell to heaven. Real Betis, Mallorca's biggest relegation competitor, only needs a draw to be able to In the case of successful relegation, they were reversed 1:2 by Almeria, who had no desires and desires, at home. In this way, even if Mallorca lost the game, they also succeeded in relegation in a thrilling manner.
From great sorrow to great joy, there is only a thin line between hell and heaven, and the most amazing and amazing fate in the football world is no different.
Compared with Mallorca, who lost the game but was still ecstatic, Villarreal, who won the game, was like an eggplant beaten by frost, and everyone's face was full of disappointment. Affection.Not only them, even the more than 1000 fans of the visiting team who followed the team in the stands were full of disappointment and sadness, and some even cried aloud.
Because on another field, Atletico Madrid also won and scored three points. They easily defeated the visiting Malaga 2:0 at home.
This also means that the competition for the top four in the league has been settled, and Villarreal's points ranking has been fixed at No.5 in the league.
Mallorca lost the game, but won the chance to stay in the top league next season.
Villarreal scored three points, but in the end, they still missed the UEFA Champions League next season.
Such a fate is really embarrassing, and no one can tell what the outcome will be.
"The game is over! The game is over!! The last round of the Spanish La Liga this season is all over!"
"Congratulations to Villarreal for winning the final victory. Although they unfortunately failed to return to the top four in the league, their performance throughout the season is undoubtedly outstanding! I believe that next season, in the Europa League In the UEFA Cup, Villarreal will stand out from the crowd! If a strong team that has the strength to enter the Champions League knockout rounds plays in the UEFA Cup, Villarreal may be suspected of being a bully!"
"Congratulations to Mallorca as well. Although they lost the game, they will still be able to stay in the top league next season. This is the most important thing."
"In short, I am very grateful to the two teams for this wonderful final battle dedicated to all fans. The league is over and the curtain is perfect...Next season, we, goodbye!"
Mixed with the hustle and bustle of the sky, cheers, shouts, and weeping, Fan Bizhuang, who had been standing all the time, finally saw the fluctuation of loss and pain in his eyes, so he squatted directly on the ground, looking at Mallorca with cold eyes. The players shouted and shouted like crazy and wanton celebration.
It suddenly occurred to him that at this time last year, he and his teammates, as well as the fans in the small town, were celebrating like this crazily, celebrating their entry into the UEFA Champions League next season.
Now, however, Villarreal can only play in the UEFA Cup.
As for himself, it is very likely that he will never have another chance to go to the Champions League with his beloved team and this city.
Fan Bizhuang suddenly wanted to cry, but he finally managed to hold back the soreness on the bridge of his nose.He has cried enough as the summer approaches, and he doesn't want his teammates and fans, who have always supported him, to see him weak again before leaving - although no one knows, he has decided at this time to leave.
"When the sun spreads over the sea, when the sea breeze blows over the small town...we will never forget, our...happiness..."
When he sang the last line of the lyrics, Fan Bizhuang had already got up and walked to the sidelines. Together with his teammates, he bowed in the direction of the fans' stand of the visiting team, but his voice was as light as a mosquito ant.
"I will never forget, the... happiness brought to me here!"
"Goodbye, small town!"
"Goodbye, Villarreal!"
Looking back, there was still hustle and bustle in the stands, some fans were exiting the field, and some fans were still clapping and shouting. Fan Bizhuang saw Rossi hold back his tears and hugged Nihart's arm, and he also saw Fran standing there. The unwilling look, and Godin, he is still so calm, but there is also loss in his eyes...
Fan Bizhuang shook his head and turned around.
"Goodbye, my friends!"
(End of this chapter)
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