"You're such a crow's mouth, Fan!"

Outside Wembley Stadium, Molina looked at Fan Bizhuang without complaints, and even the cold beauty Bella looked complaining, as if the culprit of England's final loss was Fan Bizhuang's stinky mouth. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Around the stadium, many fans wearing the white jerseys of England's home stadium are leaving in twos and threes. Compared with the excitement and confidence they had when they came, they were all disappointed and resentful on their faces at the moment, for the simple reason that England had lost, and in this extremely important direct confrontation with their rivals, England had lost again.

Fan Bizhuang was also a little speechless, he just guessed by feeling, more optimistic about Croatia, which played more fluently and tacitly in the overall football, but he didn't expect that England was really cooperative, and at the beginning of the second half, he was smashed by a header from striker Krasnic, who played for Bremen in the Bundesliga, and four minutes later, Tottenham Hotspur's midfield core Modric scored again with a long-range shot that was not inferior to Gerrard, scoring two goals in five minutes, and the visitors completed the overtake in an instant.

The former's goal was the result of teamwork, while the latter was a testament to Modric's individual ability, as he broke through two defenders in quick succession from the left and right in front of the pitch, and his final shot was even more stunning.

Team goals have been scored, individual goals have been scored by stars, and the Three Lions have been reduced to a backdrop, a proper tragedy.

"It seems that England's road to promotion is really enough!"

Fan Bizhuang sighed, but there was not much extra emotion, he was neither an Englishman, nor a fan of England, and he came to London to watch the game, just as a distraction during the holiday, and whether England could enter the European Championship or not had nothing to do with him.

Molina whimpered for a while, then remembered that Sir Alex Ferguson was still around, smiled awkwardly, and then sent an invitation to the godfather of the Red Devils: "Sir Alex Ferguson, if you have time, can I invite you to dinner with you?" ”

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and dinner time had long passed, but because of the game, several people had not eaten, so it was not wrong to make up for dinner at this time.

Molina is still playing a small abacus with the godfather of Manchester United, so he seems to be very enthusiastic, he invited Ferguson to leave the field together, and now he invited the other party to dine together.

Ferguson shook his head with a faint smile and waved his hand in refusal.

"Well, it's a pity, I still have a lot of questions I want to ask the Jazz, you are the best and most experienced head coach in Europe, and even a little bit of learning from you is enough for me to last a lifetime, I ......"

Molina was still patting on the back, but Fan Bizhuang was impatient and waved his hand to interrupt him: "Molina, go and drive the car over." By the way, Mr. Ferguson, would you like us to give you a ride? ”

The job of driving the car originally belonged to Bella, but the cold beauty did not refute it at this time, obviously "disgusted" by her brother's almost dog-legged enthusiasm, and immediately handed the car keys to Molina, signaling him to hurry up.

"Alright, well, I'll be here as I go, Sir Alexand, please wait a moment, I'll drive over, and I'll take you home."

Molina said this, but looked up at the sky, and the sky, which had been overcast all day, finally failed to resist the erosion of the raindrops, and there were slender spots that began to fall from the sky, although intermittently, but it was clear that this was only the beginning.

"It's raining."

Molina said and hurried in the direction where the car was parked. He had to move faster to get the car over, and then get in the car to keep the wind and rain out.

Ferguson glanced at Molina's distant back, shook his head with a smile, and said to Fan Bizhuang, "Your agent is funny, uh, and talkative." Well, then goodbye, Oriental boy, my car is there......"

Only then did Fan Bizhuang know that the other party was coming by car, he nodded and waved goodbye: "It's an honor to meet you, goodbye, Sir Alex Ferguson." ”

Bella gave Fan Bizhuang a health ball with beautiful eyes, honored? You can also say this, you are the one who ignores others, you are the one who pretends to be an ostrich, and you are the one who puts on an expression that I wish others would leave quickly!

Are you you or you, that's it, which one seems to be honored?

The corners of Ferguson's mouth couldn't help twitching, but he didn't say anything more, nodded and prepared to leave.

"Wait."

Ferguson turned his head again, and saw the boy pull out a short stick from his trouser pocket, which was a small folding umbrella.

Fan Bizhuang handed it over with a reluctant face: "I was originally going to keep it for myself just in case, forget it, you are old, don't get cold in the rain, take it." ”

Bella was surprised: "Where did you come from?" ”

Fan Bizhuang said disdainfully: "You really think that if you say that it won't rain, it won't rain, it's better to believe in others than to believe in yourself!" Well, I saw that there was a free folding umbrella in the hotel lobby, so I took one. ”

The mocking tone made Bella very unhappy, and she also doubted the credibility of Fan Bizhuang's words, and stared at him with a frown.

Fan Bizhuang was very uncomfortable with him, and finally had no choice but to raise his hand to surrender, he took out another short stick from the other trouser pocket, "Okay, in fact, I took two handfuls, one for Molina and one for myself." Well, now give Mr. Ferguson a hand, which I won't give up anything I say to anyone else, I ......"

Before the words were finished, Bella's hands had already stretched out, and in Fan Bizhuang's stunned gaze, she proudly opened the folding umbrella she had snatched her hand and stood under the umbrella.

Fan Bizhuang stared at his eyes and smacked his mouth, uh, what about the cold fan, what about the lady fan? Fiercely snatching sticks in public, well, big sister, do you still want your own image?

Ferguson just smiled at the two of them, and finally shook his head, threw a "thank you" at Fan Bizhuang, opened the umbrella, and gradually walked away.

The raindrops also fell completely at this time, ticking and ticking, and the sky and the earth seemed to be shrouded in a rain curtain.

"Well, come over a little and let me take shelter from the rain."

Fan Bizhuang didn't care about Ferguson, anyway, he was just a passerby, no matter how famous and influential the other party was, it had nothing to do with him, what he cared about now was how to keep himself from being caught in the rain.

Bella took two steps back, her face gloating, and an expression of what I can't do to me.

"Hey, let's be reasonable, this is my umbrella!"

Bella took two more steps back.

"You can't make it? Don't make me angry! I started a fire, and even I was afraid! ”

Bella responded with practical actions and continued to take two steps back.

"Nima! You're not coming, are you? Then I'm coming! ”

Fan Bizhuang rushed forward with a fierce momentum, while Bella ran around screaming with an umbrella.

Molina drove the car over and saw such a scene, Fan Bizhuang was like a rabbit running in the rain, drenched and transparent, and Bella holding an umbrella was like a moving mushroom, well, rabbit and mushroom, it was really a very appropriate description!

"Alas, these two guys, one is not like the elders, the other is not like the juniors, what a ......" Molina shouted, "get in the car, let's go back!" ”

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A day later, Van Bizhuang and Molina said goodbye to Bella and boarded a flight back to Spain.

In this international break, England will have another game, but it is going to Estonia, and it is naturally impossible for Van Bizhuang and his wife to follow England to the away game, so they did not stop in London again, and decided to return to Iberia.

When Bella said goodbye, her face was expressionless throughout the whole process, and the cold aura of the iceberg beauty was full of it, Fan Bizhuang wanted to hug each other and say something else, but Bella directly gave him a back, so that Molina on the side laughed.

"Ahh Sneeze!! Pander to...... Sneeze!!! ”

As soon as he got off the plane, Fan Bizhuang sneezed three times in a row, in fact, since yesterday, he has had a cold, which should be the result of getting caught in the rain after the game.

"The weather in Iberia is better, the air is much fresher, it's so warm! Ahh Fan Bizhuang stretched his waist to hug the air, but it turned out to be another sneeze, snot and tears flowed together, looking at the snickering Molina, he said angrily, "Someone must be talking about me, there is nothing good to say!" ”

Who is someone referring to, it goes without saying, Molina smiled and shook his head: "Don't talk nonsense, you have a good rest for yourself in the past two days, and take care of the cold first, otherwise when the league resumes, you are like this, it is estimated that Mr. Manuel will not let you play." ”

Fan Bizhuang nodded thoughtfully: "No problem." ”

Sending Van Bizhuang back to Villarreal, Molina stayed for only one day before leaving, and as Van Bizhuang's reputation suddenly grew, he gradually began to get busy, and there were many things that he needed to deal with, but he could not stay by his employer's side all the time.

Fan Bizhuang nested at home for two days, and after feeling that his physical condition had improved a lot, at least he no longer sneezed, he returned to his usual rhythm of life, except for walking, almost all of his time was spent on the training ground.

A week later, the teammates who had the task of playing the national team returned to the training base one after another, and the training ground was lively. Some people are excitedly chatting about their outstanding performance in the national team, while others are lamenting their bad luck in the national team and losing in the qualifiers.

And it was at this time that manager Manuel Pellegrini approached Van Bizhuang. (To be continued.) )