Chapter 7: The Lord Calls

On the big screen in the square, it is the scene of the just-ended season and the Champions League final. The two sides are Barcelona and Villarreal who knocked out the semi-finals and reached the reigning champions of Roman, Manchester United.

At this time, the game had entered the 70th minute, the score was 1:0, and Barcelona was temporarily ahead.

The moment that made the whole field boil suddenly came, Xavi hoisted the football into the penalty area on the right side, and Messi at the back point jumped up in the air and threw the football into the goal guarded by Van der Sar with a header that he was not good at, 2:0, the victory was locked!

The Stadio Olimpico in Rome became a sea of red and blue, and the Barcelona fans were cheering with excitement, while the other half of the red sea fell silent.

The Red Devils' dream of defending the title came to an end at this moment, with Barcelona giving all Manchester people a taste of despair with a 2-0 scoreline.

Manchester United players stood in a daze on the field, and the camera camera on the scene was also aimed at Manchester United's godfather Ferguson, the old Scottish man stared at the field tightly, his face was red, his eyes were full of unwillingness, he used the action of chewing gum to hide the anger in his heart, but his tightly clenched right fist exposed the unrest in his heart at the moment.

"Sir Alex is full of anger and unwillingness, but football is like that, although Manchester United are a great team and they want to create a feat that no team has ever done in the history of the Champions League, but obviously it was Barcelona who did better today, so they will be the winners and Barcelona will be the first treble in the history of La Liga!"

"Alex and his players can only come back next year!"

The voice of the narrator came out of the screen, and Fan Bizhuang looked at this scene and shook his head gently.

He can understand Lord Fu's unwilling emotions at the moment, although the contact between the two people is not too much, but Fan Bizhuang knows that to a certain extent, they are the same kind of people, they don't like to lose, they are both chasing the victory of the game, and they will never give up until the last moment.

In fact, who wins the game between the two teams in the end and who wins the Big Ears Cup has nothing to do with Fan Bizhuang, but if you have to pick one of these two teams to support, Fan Bizhuang hopes that Manchester United will win the championship. Compared with the unpleasant experience he suffered at La Masia, at least Manchester United's godfather Alex Ferguson has always favored him, greatly admired and valued him, and in comparison, he naturally preferred Manchester United.

It's just that......

Fan Bizhuang shook his head with a wry smile, remembering his situation, he shamefully became a "deserter" at the love song stadium in the end, and Ferguson could only cry out in vain in the face of a strong and powerful Barcelona, two people with similar personalities seemed to "not die well" in the end, which is inevitably embarrassing.

The game has ended, the Barcelona players on the screen are running excitedly to celebrate, Messi is taking off his jersey and waving it in his hand, Fan Bizhuang looks at this scene, and can't help but fantasize, if there was no accident in the car accident of Little Luna, his state is no problem, can he and his team reach the Champions League final? Or, at this time, Barcelona has been beaten by them, and it is Villarreal who is cheering and celebrating......

It's a pity that there are no what ifs in this world.

Villarreal has missed the chance to make history and reach the top of Europe, and he has lost the opportunity to create a perfect season.

Fan Bizhuang shook his head again, pulled the black baseball cap on his head, and turned around and walked into the sea of people.

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Fan Bizhuang, who was holding a sandwich and a bottle of water, had just sat down on the stone bench on the side of the street, and the mobile phone in his pocket rang with "jingle bell~", took out his mobile phone and looked at it, looked a little surprised, thought about it, and pressed the answer button.

He really didn't expect that he had just watched the replay of this game, and he didn't expect to receive a call from him immediately. Is this an electrocardiogram? It's just that why did he call himself at this time?

"Hello, Sir Alex Ferguson."

Fan Bizhuang said this, and Ferguson's slightly deep voice came from the other end of the phone, and he even felt a ...... in the other party's voice Excitement and nervousness.

"Where are you?"

"United States of America."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and the voice rang again: "Originally, I wanted to go to Spain to find you, but I didn't expect you to go to the United States...... Well, I'll get straight to the point where I'm coming from. I read the newspaper and it said you would leave Villarreal this summer? ”

Fan Bizhuang didn't hide it, he felt that there was no need to hide it, anyway, the news would soon be known.

It's just that he is a little curious that the newspapers in Spain have already exposed the news that he will leave so soon? If so, then Ferguson still left a little leeway in his words, and did not name him to go to Real Madrid, then his call at the moment is worth playing, and his intentions are almost self-evident.

"Yes."

"Remember what I said? My team, always open to you. The same is true now. I hope you'll think about it, you know, I've always wanted you to be on my team. ”

Ferguson is still persistent enough about himself, and for such a person who always pursues himself, it would be deceptive to say that he is not a little moved in his heart, but ......

"I'm in a bad situation, not just on the playing field, in life, I'm ......"

"I don't care. I'm sure you'll get better, Van and we're the same kind of people, I've had a lot of difficulties and setbacks in the Manchester United manager's position, and even when I first took over United, I was in danger of being sacked from a poor record, but I got through it. It's like the Champions League final just past, we lost the game, we lost the title, I hate losing the title, but I'm not going to give up, I'm going to get back on my feet with my team because I know that I'm not going to lose all the time! ”

"Fan, you won't fail all the time!"

"Come to my team, come to Manchester United, you'll start a new life in Manchester, you'll experience a new level of football, you'll get back on your feet. Join me on your way to the top of the world! Come on, kid, I've got the number 7 jersey for you! ”

Ferguson's sincere invitation really surprised Fan Bizhuang. This love has reached the point of no return, and Manchester United's No. 7 shirt, everyone knows, this is the most legendary and glorious number of the Red Devils.

Bobby. Charlton, Dennis. Law, George. Best, Brian. Robson, King Cantona, David. David Beckham...... Each name represents a legend, and they all have the same mark, that is, Manchester United No. 7!

And now, Ferguson has said he is willing to hand over the club's most legendary number to him, and the shock in Van Bizhuang's heart can be imagined.

Fan Bizhuang's brain was a little hot, and he almost agreed to it in one bite, but in the end he still held back.

"If I don't remember, the current number seven belongs to Cristiano, right?"

"It used to be, but soon it won't."

This was Ferguson's answer, but as if worried that Van Bizhuang would have the misconception that he was just a spare tire, Ferguson added, "Cristiano will leave the team this summer, but I have to make it clear that you are you, he is him, you are not a substitute for anyone, Fan, in my heart, you are the most special one." ”

The transfer news that has not yet been announced is a big secret for the club, but Ferguson told it so calmly that this trust touched Fan Bizhuang again, but he finally rejected Ferguson in a regretful tone.

"I am a little apprehensive and touched by your sincerity, but ...... I'm sorry, Sir Alex, but I don't think I can say yes to you. ”

"Why?"

"Why? If I'm not mistaken, this is the third time you've rejected me, right? I can't believe the fact that I was rejected three times in a row by the same player! ”

On the phone, Ferguson's voice was unconsciously raised, and Fan Bizhuang could imagine that Lord Ferguson was looking depressed and annoyed.

"I have initialed the agreement with Real Madrid, although it has not been officially signed and officially announced, but in fact, I am already their man......"

“……”

There was silence on the other end of the phone again, and Fan Bizhuang did not speak again.

It was a long time before Ferguson's voice rang out again.

"In that case...... Well, good luck, Fan. But before I hang up, I want to say it again, and for the last time, I will wait for you, and if you change your mind one day, I will be willing to pay you a transfer fee. ”

"Thank you, Sir Alex."

Hanging up the phone, Fan Bizhuang sighed leisurely, put the phone back in his pocket, and bit the sandwich while watching the people on the street.

On the other side of the ocean, in Manchester, Ferguson sat in his office and threw his phone on the table.

There was a look of loss and annoyance on his face, and his brows were even more furrowed, and anyone could see that he was in a bad mood at the moment.

But suddenly, Ferguson's expression relaxed, and by the end, the corners of his mouth were even slightly outlined.

was repeatedly rejected by Fan Bizhuang, as a world-class coach and the godfather of the Red Devils, it is impossible for Ferguson not to have a little anger in his heart, but he does not intend to give up, just like he said to Fan Bizhuang, he is ready to give himself and Fan Bizhuang one last chance.

And thinking of that possibility, he believes that this opportunity does not need to wait too long.

"Real Madrid?"

"You guys are really one of the best clubs in the world, but you ...... Not suitable for Fan at all! ”

"Fan, also not suitable for ...... Bernabeu! ”

Ferguson pressed the phone on his desk and called the club's technical department.

"Let the scouts follow Fan, pay attention to his dynamics, and send any news back to the club as soon as possible."