Vardy looked at it and was relieved that it was a few of his teammates, not terrorists or aliens as he imagined.

But on second thought, no, these animals are more terrible than terrorists.

"Hey, Jamie, how are you going to get into this game?" Materazzi sat down on the bed, his heavy body barely bouncing Vardy up.

Vardy is inexplicable, who said I was going to be hilarious in this game?

"Don't pretend, how can you not do something about such a big scene?" McCone smirked as if he had already seen through Vardy.

"Tell me quickly, there is a big scene that can't leave us behind!"

It seems that these animals are determined that they are going to do something!

He said angrily: "Since you asked, then I won't hide it, I have already contacted the terrorists, they will hijack a plane, and when the game starts, they will drive the plane to Old Trafford, and then everyone will be finished together, this scene is big enough, right?" ”

Vardy's words stunned several of the animals, no longer the eager look they had just looked, on the contrary, with a little fear on their faces.

Although they knew that the maximum probability was that Vardy was joking with them, the problem was that no one could find out the pulse of Vardy's teasing, and God knows if he really had this idea, even if the probability was small, it was not a joke.

They are already thinking about whether to fake illness and ask Mourinho for leave!

However, when they saw Vardy's mocking smile again, they realized that Vardy was indeed joking.

The face was a little unbearable, they were actually scared by Vardy for a battle-hardened man, and they had to save face.

So, several people worked together to press Vardy on the bed and rub it for a long time, if it weren't for the lack of hard objects such as sticks in the room, Vardy's chrysanthemums would definitely not be safe.

After a few animals scattered, Vardy barely got up and walked with a limp.

This account, Lao Tzu remembered!

In fact, Vardy didn't really intend to make a big fuss about Old Trafford, and while that might dilute his worries with a joyful atmosphere, Vardy just didn't want to do that.

Sometimes, teasing also needs to be quiet, to reflect, not to be endlessly hilarious.

He just wants to be quiet now, and then adjust his mentality and use the fullest mental state to meet tomorrow's game!

......

By the time the Inter bus pulled into the stadium, Old Trafford was already full of fans, and the Red Devils fans cheered and sang passionately, and it seemed that the atmosphere in the stadium had even reached its climax before the game even started.

Stepping out of the bus and hearing the familiar singing, Vardy couldn't help but lose his mind again, bringing back memories in his heart.

After a while, he tried to shake his head and dispel these strange emotions.

After changing in the dressing room, Vardy and his team-mates walked out of the tunnel and onto the pitch to warm up.

At this moment, Vardy had just walked out of the players' tunnel, and it seemed that at that moment, the entire stadium was like Mars colliding with the earth, completely erupting.

The earth-shattering cheers, the shrill boos, the neat applause, and the fans in the stands shouting their names all came together to make Vardy's ears ring, and his whole brain was violently shocked and he froze in place.

Nor did the Inter Milan teammates expect Manchester United fans to suddenly descend into a frenzy, a scene that is rare in world football.

Cheers as fans welcome Vardy back to Old Trafford;

Boo, it was the extreme fans who were satirizing Vardy, who they saw as a traitor;

The applause was given to Vardy by the fans in recognition of the glory he had achieved for Manchester United;

It is the fans who miss Vardy the most who call his name, and perhaps, this shout represents their thoughts day and night.

Vardy had mixed feelings, as if a hot fire was about to erupt in his heart, and he couldn't tell what it was like, but he knew he wanted to cry.

Just then, a large hand slapped Vardy on the shoulder, interrupting Vardy's immersion in the atmosphere of the pitch, and Vardy turned his head to see that it was captain Zanetti.

"When you are used to seeing all this, your heart will become strong, there is no perfection in this world, perhaps, what bothers you is also the motivation for you to move forward, okay, don't think too much!"

Captain Zanetti has spent most of his career at Inter Milan, but this also means that he is used to seeing turnover within the team and even a change of manager.

This is professional football!

Vardy took a deep breath and struggled to shake off the effects of those emotions.

I'm here to win the game!

Memories, anytime!

When Vardy opened his eyes again, the confusion and tangle had completely disappeared, replaced by determination and persistence.

Come on!

I'm going to show my best self at Old Trafford!

I don't care, past or present, whether you remember me or not!

Follow yourself with a stronger heart, and you will make me strong!

I want to stand at the top of world football and be the pride of all the fans!

......

At this moment, Vardy felt a lot lighter in his heart, as if the heavy shroud had disappeared.

I can't help but think of the anime "Baseball Heroes" I once watched, when my brother Tatsuya took over the last wish of his deceased brother Kazuya and finally stood on the final field of Koshien, at that moment, Tatsuya was not the real Tatsuya, but the Tatsuya who imagined himself as Kazuya.

But in reality, the dead can never get up again, and when Tatsuya understands this, when Tatsuya steps on the bat and falls to the ground with his face, that's the real Tatsuya.

It's like Vardy, who was pretentious like a literary youth there just now, is by no means the real Vardy, and now, the real Vardy has finally returned.

Not too many people know about Vardy's psychological changes, they just feel that Vardy seems to have become a little different, and yet, it is still so difficult to deal with.

When the game really started, Jamie Annedy used his best performance to make the whole of Old Trafford lose its voice.

After flicking the ball to Ibrahimovic, Vardy burst into action and rushed towards Manchester United's half at full speed, a gesture that reminded people of Vardy's best opening raid.

Manchester United fans couldn't help but open their mouths in surprise, recalling that Vardy had once crushed one opponent after another with opening raids on this pitch, the same figure, the same speed, and heart-wrenchingly sharp.

Manchester United players naturally know Vardy's ability, so they don't dare to be careless, Ferdinand and Evra have already come together, front and back to wrap Vardy, even if Vardy has not yet got the ball, but he must not be allowed to be so unscrupulous.

It's just that no one can stop Vardy's beliefs, Ferdinand, and Patrice Evra.

In the middle of the contact, Patrice Evra stumbled, leaving a gap in the United duo's bag and giving him space to catch the ball.

Patrice Evra looked at Vardy nervously and in surprise, he never thought that Vardy would use such a brutal and tough way to break their defense, and he was actually knocked away by Vardy, is this still Vardy who didn't like physical contact with people when he was at Manchester United?

However, Vardy ignored Patrice Evra's incredible expression next to him, met the incoming ball, leaned on Ferdinand's back, picked up the falling ball, and then quickly and dexterously turned around Ferdinand, and the ball had already crossed the heads of the two, and Vardy broke the Manchester United defense like a miracle.

Having Rio Ferdinand stuck behind him again, only now Vardy was facing the United goal.

When Vidic was desperate to grab his body, Vardy did not drag the slightest mud and water, and directly charged his feet to attack the goal, and under the front and back tackles of Ferdinand and Vidic, Vardy still completed a high-quality shot, which made Manchester United goalkeeper Van der Sar a little desperate to shoot.

Let's go inside!

Take Old Trafford!

That's the best of me!

With Vardy's inner roar and the almost suffocating gaze of the fans, the ball flew like a cannonball towards the United goal, past Van der Sar's hands.

At that moment, Old Trafford was as dead as devastating!