The filming of the show ended, and there were still two hours left before the start of the game.

Yoo Jae-seok, Haha, Son Shaoye, Kim Jong Kook, Lee Kwang-so, Park Ji-sung, and Evra took the bags containing their own equipment from their respective assistants and walked towards the visiting team's locker room from the players' tunnel on the field.

Walking into the away team's locker room, Sun Shaoye found that the away team, that is, the players of the Korean charity team, had basically arrived and changed into training clothes.

Park Ji-sung exchanged a few words with the six people, and then handed out the backpacks of the remaining six to everyone. Taking over the backpack, Sun Shaoye found that the backpack not only contained training clothes, sneakers, guards, sports tapes, but also some toiletries. The uniforms used for the game are placed on the table in the middle of the locker room.

Although the sponsors provide it, Sun Shaoye is still used to using his own things like sneaker guards.

Randomly picked an empty seat and sat down, Sun Shaoye took out a pair of slippers from his backpack and put them on the ground.

Except for Park Ji-sung and Yoo Jae-seok, Sun Shaoye was not very familiar with the others in the locker room, so he just chatted with Evra for a few words, then took out his training clothes from the backpack provided by the sponsor and walked towards the bathroom with his toiletries.

Because he had just exercised, Sun Shaoye was sweating all over his body, and this sticky feeling made him feel very uncomfortable.

After a simple rinse, Sun Shaoye changed into training clothes and walked out of the bathroom.

At this time, Song Jihyo and the others also followed the film crew to the visiting team's locker room.

Seeing them, Sun Shaoye patted his chest, fortunately he was wise and took his training clothes into the bathroom in advance, otherwise he would not have been scared to death when he came out wrapped in a bath towel this time.

"Nuna, you guys come in without saying a word, really." Throwing the backpack into the cabinet behind his seat, Sun Shaoye sat in his place.

"Shaoye, hurry up and put on your shoes, let's come out and take pictures." Song Zhixiao was a little scared when he saw that Liu Zaishi and the three of them not only had a stiff face, but also sat like a clay sculpture.

In order not to disturb the rest of the others, Sun Shaoye sat on the sofa outside the away team's locker room after they were dressed, and played and took pictures.

Looking at the stiff expressions of Yoo Jae-seok, Lee Kwang-so, and Haha, Kim Jong-kook, Sun Shaoye and Song Ji-hyo were holding their mobile phones and taking pictures.

After playing for a while, seeing that the three of them had recovered to some normal, the five men walked into the locker room at the urging of the staff.

Because he was not very familiar with them, Sun Shaoye took out the earphones from his backpack, put them on his ears, clicked on the music on his mobile phone, closed his eyes and rested.

This does not mean that Sun Shaoye is nervous, in fact, in Sun Shaoye's view, this game is just for entertainment, and it is not as good as the real league at all.

On the contrary, wearing headphones can burn Sun Shaoye's fighting spirit even more, after all, he said that this game is dedicated to the loveliest people in that group.

"Patrick, wake up, it's time to warm up."

Waking up from his thoughts, Sun Shaoye followed Evra and walked from the players' tunnel to the pitch.

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There was still an hour before the start of the game, and at the entrance of Hongkou Stadium No. 2, a team of nearly 100 people had already gathered.

These people have different skin tones, different hair colors, different body types, and even come from different places on different means of transportation.

But they all have one thing in common - they were both born and raised in Manchester, and they all had a hint of excitement on their faces.

George Wood checked each person, then pulled out a jersey from the box on the ground in front of Entrance 2 and handed them a bottle of spring water.

Every Manchester fan who received the shirt cheered loudly.

Some fans pulled out oil paint from their bags, and because they didn't know if the other party was a Manchester United or Manchester City fan, they painted the England flag on each other's faces.

Although some people have not yet arrived, and they have not been able to enter, that does not stop them from cheering and celebrating.

"Hey, what do you think these Brits are doing? It's not a national team game, are they so happy? "The policeman was a little upset when he was suddenly notified that he was going to work overtime temporarily.

"Hell knows, as long as they don't make trouble." The police captain was also a little unhappy, but his expression was very nervous.

After all, as a British fan, the biggest impression to the world is football hooliganism, so the director of the Shanghai Municipal Public Security Bureau will draw a large number of police forces to prevent this 150-member British fan team.

George looked at the time and saw that the game was about to start with half an hour to go, but there was still one last person who hadn't arrived.

After thinking about it, George still planned to bring this group of fans into the stadium first, and as for the last person, he would naturally call George when he came.

So he found a few young people and lifted up the huge banner he had printed with a few Manchester United fans that afternoon, and prepared to enter the stadium.

"Wait, wait......" a voice from far and near.

Hearing the other man's call, George stopped and looked at the figure running towards him.

"Ohmygod, Alan Bernie, it's you." George looked at his former competitor, "You're not in South Korea, why did you come to China?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, give me a drink, and let these guys let me in by the way." Alan pointed to the policeman who stopped him and said to George.

After talking to the police, Allen was let in by the police, so the 150-person fan team was finally assembled.

Alan and George are both Manchester United fans, but they belong to different parties, so after the last British general election, George's party won. It was in this way that George became Consul General of the British Consulate General in Shanghai, and Allen became the British Deputy Ambassador-General to Korea.

Allen took the jersey and put it on as he walked.

"There are so many jerseys I wear, and this is the only one that makes me the most comfortable to wear." Alan patted George on the shoulder, "You're amazing, you can get so many things in such a short time." ”

"Hehe, how can you be amazing, it's only been a few hours, and you've come from South Korea." George never lost a battle of words.

"You ......"

Walking at the end of the line, the two old men who were more than 110 years old in the combined grades kept arguing.

By the time the 150-person fan team reached the arranged position, the crowd on the pitch had already warmed up for a while.

Because George called, the call was a little sudden, so in a hurry, they could only be arranged in the second floor stand, but the position was not good, just opposite the players' bench.

Seeing that everyone was seated, George stood in front of all the fans and said to them, "Thank you for coming at such a short time, let's cheer for Patrick!" “

"Come on!"

“go，Patrick！“

Loud cheers erupted from the top of the stands, drawing sideways glances from the RunningMan fans on the side.

Because the position is a bit high, the people who look at the audience are basically unable to see the face. But fortunately, George was prepared, and took out disposable binoculars from the box and handed them out to everyone.

After taking the binoculars, everyone immediately looked down, trying to find Patrick as soon as possible.

"I found it, long live Patrick!" A blonde female fan shouted excitedly.

"Where? Which one? The crowd gathered around.

"The guy on the field who was wearing a blue training suit, with a number 13 written on his pants, and headphones on his head, was running with the ball." The more the female fan talked, the more excited she became, and she almost screamed.

Hearing the words of the female fans, everyone looked towards the stadium.

Although there are many players on the field who are warming up, in their eyes, there is only that one person

Listening to the light music in the headphones, Sun Shaoye warmed up in his half with a football, without doing any difficult and gorgeous movements, just very simple movements, but with a sense of agility.

It seems that instead of a soccer ball on his feet, he is a flying elf.

The more he played, the more he put all his energy on the football on his feet, and did not pay attention to the environment around the stadium.

“Patrick！”

“Patrick！”

“Patrick！”

When he was juggling the ball, Sun Shaoye vaguely heard a fan calling his name, and thought that when he just entered the stadium, he saw that the seats around him were basically RM fans. Therefore, Sun Shaoye felt that he had auditory hallucinations.

Maybe it's because he misses the Old Trafford stadium too much, so he has auditory hallucinations, Sun Shaoye couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

It's just through the headphones, but the sound is getting louder and louder, so loud that it completely suppresses the cheers of tens of thousands of fans in the audience. It was so big that the whole audience was stunned.

The sound became louder and louder, and after Sun Shaoye turned off the music, the sound became more and more obvious. Taking off the headphones, Sun Shaoye followed the source of the sound and looked behind him.

A huge banner of 3 meters by 3 meters was thrown from the second floor from the highest stage behind the bench, and a printed photo was gradually unfolded.

The banner featured a photograph of a man wearing the number 13 shirt with 'D.Bourbon' printed on it. The young man in the photo stretched out his right index finger and pointed straight to the sky, with a faint smile on his slightly sideways face.

At the top of the photo, there is a line that reads "Patrick, welcomeback, weloveyou".

Seeing this, Sun Shaoye's eyes gradually reddened, he didn't expect that after all these years, they still remembered themselves. He didn't expect that they would travel thousands of miles to cheer him on, even though it was a recreational ball game.

Sun Shaoye admits that he is not a crying person, but at this moment his tears are constantly flowing downward. Maybe it was too many tears, and he kept wiping the tears from his face with his hands.

The whole stadium was shocked by this moment, and the fans in the stadium seats were amazed by the fact that there were less than 200 people, but they were able to suppress the voices of the whole stadium.

The real football players on the pitch were shocked by the shouts from the fans. Because they've played football, they know what it's like.

The media on the sidelines recorded this shocking scene, especially Sun Shaoye's VJ, who recorded all Sun Shaoye's reactions in the camera for a second.

"Go ahead, they're waiting for you." Evra recovered from the shock and stepped forward to pat Sun Shaoye on the shoulder.

Looking at Sun Shaoye's back running forward, Evra couldn't help but feel a little jealous, because even at Old Trafford, he had never enjoyed such cheers.

Using the hem of his training uniform to wipe the tears on his face, Sun Shaoye stood under the red phalanx wearing a Manchester United jersey.

“Iloveyou，too！”

With his hands wide into a trumpet shape, Sun Shaoye shouted at his fans.

Maybe because there was too much noise on the scene, the fans at the top of the stands did not hear Sun Shaoye's voice.

Sun Shaoye stretched out his right arm, pointed at them high, and in their notes, on his chest, he gestured a heart with his hand.

Unexpectedly, this action caused loud cheers from fans and other fans.

The fans at the top of the stands also made the same action against Sun Shaoye, but the uniform action made Sun Shaoye's tears that he could not stop collapsing again.