"Open the heart,

Strip away the shyness of spring.

Dance step spinning,

Step through the silence of winter.

Mellow warmth with affectionate greetings.

The drizzle bathed that yesterday, yesterday...

Yesterday's emotional moment.

You greet me with warm eyes,

Welcome to the joy I brought from yesterday, joy...

Come on, come on, meet ninety-eight.

Come on, come on, meet ninety-eight.

Meet in the silver moonlight.

Meet in warm affection.

Come on, come on, meet ninety-eight.

Come on, come on, meet in 1998.

Meet in the sweet spring breeze.

Meet in that eternal youth.

Heart-to-heart, heart-to-heart.

Meet year after year,

No matter where you go. ”

1997 has passed, and Uncle Ge misses it very much.

Following Uncle Shi, who paid 50,000 yuan for a hair, finally another figure in the football world appeared on the Spring Festival Gala.

After Ou Chuliang sang, the camera showed Ladd sitting in the first row.

This old man in the former Yugoslavia has turned white both in his hair and beard, although his country is dividing, but China is his second hometown!

After the Spring Festival, Acchulian received an urgent phone call from Tickel and rushed back to Naples without stopping.

"What's going on?" As soon as he got off the plane, Ou Chulian saw Ticker's haggard face.

"Pola is in a bad situation." "He's locked himself in his room, he hasn't been out for three days since the last match!" ”

Has the "Bora Day" been extended?

Ou Chuliang frowned, he knew that a person like Ferdinando, who was sunny on the surface, would not be schizophrenic or even depressed for long if he continued like this, but the winter transfer window had opened, and he would be able to "regain his freedom" soon, and there was no reason why he would suddenly become like this.

"He must have been stimulated by something!" Ou Chuliang said firmly.

Looking at Ticker's face, Ou Chuliang knew that he had guessed correctly.

"Mr. Ticker, I think you should tell me what happened during this time." Ou Chuliang had a serious face.

Hearing this, Ticker couldn't help it, leaning back on his seat like a deflated ball, and even the speed of the car slowed down.

"It all started with the last game against Bari..."

Giuseppe has once again undergone Achilles tendon surgery and will have no way to return to action this season. The position of the goalkeeper is basically assumed by the remaining three goalkeepers in the future.

A panicked club has 3 goalkeepers, which is enough for half a season.

But the question is what to do after that, Rafael is about to retire at the end of the season, Ferdinando is unhappy again, and there are all kinds of things delayed in the country.

No one has asked about Napoli's future since the club's manager was sacked at the start of December, and the current state of the squad has bothered everyone.

The Chairman often summed up his tenure succinctly and somewhat self-righteously: "I have been so unlucky for more than 20 months that not an hour has made me happy." ”

That is to say, but the reporter captured a photo of him playing golf yesterday.

In the new year, except for a draw, the second half of the league can be regarded as a replica of the first half, and the fans do not see any hope of relegation.

By the time of the game against Barry, the team had actually played half of the game. But Napoli are bottom of the table, and back-to-back defeats have left the last stretch of chance left for relegation.

It happened before the game against Barry, and the slogan before the game was: "We must win!"

Just two days before the start of the season, coach Giovanni asked Ferdinando to come to his office. Giovanni is confident that he will lead his team to the next games, but he wants to know Ferdinando's plan, that is, whether the youngster will stay.

"I can't say it right now."

"Get rid of Ferdinando, for the sake of the club to develop you into a talent, tell me what you really think."

The young Ferdinando didn't think much of it, and he wanted to be upright. "Well, Mr. Giovanni, I think I'll leave."

Ferdinando has already taken a turn for it and is in active contact with the Turkish Super League club. But he wanted to stay here until the last shift, so that no matter what the outcome, he could always leave with dignity. And he doesn't want to continue in Serie B on behalf of a disorganized team, which is probably where Napoli will be next season.

Against Giovanni, Ferdinando still revealed a real thought: after Giuseppe's return next season, he may not be able to continue to start in the team.

Giovanni thought for a moment and then suggested: "Bola, now that you've made up your mind to leave, you'd better announce it in the pre-match press conference before the next fight. ”

This confused Ferdinando, who asked: "Mr. coach, every game in the club is crucial and to do so will add unnecessary problems to the club. ”

"No, it's better to make everything clear!" Giovanni insisted.

Ferdinando still shook his head, his decision has been spoken, and it is not that there is no goalkeeper available for next season. Even if the club wanted to buy a new goalkeeper, there was still plenty of time before they left, and there was no need to do so.

"I don't think it's time to make it public." Ferdinando's tone was very careful and polite, "It's not a good time. ”

The next day, however, after training, Giovanni sat in the press conference hall at the Napoli Stadium and poured a full glass of water into the glass in front of him.

Without questions from reporters, Jonivan took the initiative to say: "Unfortunately, I have bad news, Ferdinando will leave the team in the second half of the season. ”

The next day's match against Barry, Ferdinando's parents came to the scene to watch their son's match.

However, the two old men soon saw a sheet hanging from the Napoli fan stand, which clearly read: "Maradona, Zoff, Cannavaro." ”

Then after the three meritorious names, it was smeared with blood-red paint: "Traitors: Ferdinando, Flandeyek (another player who is about to leave Napoli)." ”

Ferdinando's parents' faces changed dramatically, and they spent a difficult ninety minutes in a hustle and bustle. You know, before this game, Ferdinando was still regarded as the darling of the fans.

The match against Barry was supposed to be seen by Ferdinando as his last chance. But the fans kept shouting: "Ferdinando, you traitor", "Ferdinando, you are the biggest sinner of the team", "You are Judas"!

In the end, the team lost 2-0 at home to Bari, and this time it was no longer the manager and the club's hierarchy that were the main players in the fans' condemnation.

In the mixed zone, reporters gathered behind movable fences. When Ferdinando saw them, he knew what those people were going to ask.

"Bora, please talk about the slogan of the fans today!"

Ferdinando still had the expression of a sunny boy, and no one could tell what he really felt inside: "The sounds are certainly not so beautiful, but they are expected. I think it's just some prejudice from the fans. ”

"Do you feel angry that the coach took the initiative to disclose the news that you are leaving?"

"I spoke my mind to the coach, but maybe I didn't make it clear enough." Ferdinando's answer sounded very matter-of-fact, and he still had a smiling expression on his face, as if the smile had become his human skin mask.

"His expression is not consistent, look, this is the happiest moment when he was a child!" In another interview, Ferdinando's mother took out some photos for them to look at, and the smile on them was so happy that it was very different from the smile she had given to the media the day before.

Whenever the players miss the 'last chance', they always say that the next game must be won and that is our last chance!

Lazio were Napoli's next opponents, and the home staff had to clear the lawn near Ferdinando's back to the goal, which was littered with toilet paper, lighters and beer glasses thrown by the visiting fans.

The Napoli fans stood behind the goal, pointing to the backs of the warm-up figures in front of them and shouting: "Look, that sinner and traitor is there!" ”

At this point, Ferdinando's save was still so soothing, like the muscles on his face, that no one else could see anything unusual.

Before going on the field, Ferdinando patted Ou Chuliang's right hand on his shoulder: "Ou, don't worry, I'm fine!" ”

Whether he was really okay Ou Chuliang didn't know, but Ou Chuliang knew that it wasn't until yesterday that this young man came out of his locked room, and at that time he was already unkempt, and his eyes couldn't see a trace of brilliance at all.

Tickel also said to Ouchulian: "Let him go, he doesn't have a few games left in Naples, let him create the last value!" ”

Acchulian didn't know what that "value" meant, whether it was Ferdinando's bravery in the face of Mancini's shot or the fearlessness in saving Nesta's header. Or it was his third draw of the season for the team, or the shield that the club's hierarchy put in front of him in the winter transfer window.

Oculliang sat on the sidelines and clearly saw Ferdinando easily holding Mancini's powerful shot in his arms, which was indeed a wonderful save!

But even so, the fans are so unscrupulous. There were even hundreds of fans who were reluctant to let go of the opportunity to boo Ferdinando every time he touched the ball.

Especially the last flying pounce will Paul. When Negro scrambled to save in front of goal, Ferdinando almost broke the spikes.

"Traitor! Traitor!!! The fans shouted loudly.

Gisela panicked and went to the makeshift tent, where the players met with their family and friends after the game.

"Everything they do to you is just... Oh! They're just crazy! ”

Ferdinando took his little girlfriend in his arms, "Don't worry baby, it's part of the job." ”

Ferdinando calmly explained to Gisela, "For the last home game, you'd better not come to the stadium so you can save some snacks. When the time comes, I'll leave here with you, and there will be no more hustle and bustle in the new place! ”

Gisela was dumbfounded and didn't even refute. She was only eighteen years old, and Ferdinando's heaving chest gave her a hint of comfort, at least this man's chest was still hot, and she could still rely on.

"I was so surprised!" When Ou Chuliang recalled this former colleague many years later, he couldn't help but praise from the bottom of his heart, "He was so calm and so positive and cheerful at that time. ”

Tickel often arrives at the tent with some strangers, and he needs to find a suitable home for this distant cousin. Even some enthusiastic agencies are willing to match, and the youngster's performance in the first half of the season is definitely not as poor as the team's results.

For Ferdinando, Fenerbahce in the Turkish Super League and Boavista in the Portuguese Super League are his best matches, while Thikel is desperately seeking the best offer to help match the match.

Ou Chuliang suggested that Ferdinando should choose the Portuguese Super League, where there is chaos, but there is hope. But Fenerbahce's offer is tempting and there is still a chance to play in Europe. If you play well, you might have a chance in the Champions League.

So Ferdinando is in a dilemma, and Acchulian can see that for any young person, even in the Champions League group stage, there is infinite magic.

When the team's bus arrived at the São Paulo Stadium on 6 February, there were already a number of Napoli fans standing there applauding.

Fans will always cheer for the players before the game and threaten them after the game.

Sitting behind Ouchulian is the defender Roberto. Goretti exclaimed, "This is ridiculous! ”

"Young man, just get used to it." Rafael sat in the last row and looked like no matter what the fans did, it wouldn't have any impact on the veteran.

At this moment, Ou Chuliang suddenly stood up and made a move that surprised everyone.

With a smile on his face, he waved warmly to the fans outside the window: "Hello, a bunch of stupid pigs! Hello fools! ”

Everyone was stunned and looked at the Asian teammate in surprise.

However, Ou Chuliang ignored everyone's surprised gazes, and instead said to Ferdinando beside him: "I'm not targeting anyone, I just want to build a fence to protect myself." As he spoke, Ou Chuliang knocked on the double glass, "Don't worry, they can't hear it either." ”

"Come on, Bora, shout to me!" Ou Chuliang laughed and said, "Don't feel guilty, they will soon hate us again!" ”

"Come on, Bora, come! Just like I do. Hello, fools! Hello, stupid pig! With a smile on his face, he spoke in Italian so well that he couldn't tell anything was wrong.

"Hello, silly... Hello fools! Ferdinando finally did so, but quietly.

The fans saw his response, and the enthusiasm on their faces intensified.

Closing the curtains, Ferdinando kept rubbing his heaving chest, and he excitedly said to Ou Chuliang: "Oh my God, Ou, this is so exciting! I never thought I'd do it! ”

It can be seen that Ferdinando's scolding of these two sentences did make him a lot happier.

But it was also the last time he was happy.

In the end, Napoli lost again.

0-5, Empoli gave the Southerners another crushing defeat at home.

Half an hour after the game, thousands of Napoli fans remained in the stands. They howled out for the grief after the loss, "We want to pay tribute to the team's 'merits'!" ”

Looking at this group of almost "crazy" fans, Jonny didn't say a word. Even after the game, he didn't even attend a press conference.

"Bola, what do you think of such a coach?"

"I would only blame the coach for not announcing the imminent departure of me and my team-mates when the team is fighting for relegation. I also wanted to express my thoughts more clearly, maybe he didn't expect such a strong reaction from the fans! ”

Three days later, in the morning, Ou Chuliang opened his eyes, and he saw the white ceiling and the empty dormitory.

Ferdinando had already boarded a flight to Turkey, and Jonivan packed his bags and left. This farce between players and coaches ended with both sides leaving, with neither winning and not changing the status quo in Napoli.

Acchulian reached out and grabbed a book from the bedside, a gift from Ferdinando to Acchulian, and its name was "A Hundred Jobs with Great Promises". On the title page there is also a message from Ferdinando: Oh, this is going to be a book that will benefit you a lot, and you really should read it.