Chapter 56: You ...... Is it Chinese?
"Ha, my stinky hooligan is a real professional player, and he will become a big star in the future!"
Felisa's face was full of smugness, her head was upright, and her proud and arrogant appearance made Fan Bizhuang laugh when she saw it, and she didn't care about the fault in her words. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Their? It's also his own family, Molina is also a teacher and friend to himself, Felisa is his daughter, and she is barely her sister, so it's not an exaggeration to say that it's her own family.
"Are you really a professional footballer?"
Geng Ziyu was a little surprised, searched his stomach and thought for a while, confirmed that there was no news in his impression that any young Chinese teenager was playing in a professional league abroad, and then nodded with relief, it seems that this oriental teenager is really not Chinese, it is estimated that he is a young player from Japan and South Korea, and he is traveling in Europe.
Of course, Geng Ziyu didn't care too much, he believed that he was a professional player, but there are many kinds of professional players. The league level in European football is very well built, the division of labor at all levels is clear, and that indifferent teenager may just be a professional player in the lower leagues, looking at his age, he really doesn't believe it if he is at the top level at such a young age.
He had been stationed in Spain for most of the year, and if there were really Asian teenagers galloping around the Iberian Peninsula, how could he not have heard of it?
Geng Ziyu nodded, he didn't break the little girl's beautiful fantasy, although he wanted to tell the other party that professional football is not so easy to mix, and it is even more difficult to become a star, Xiao Nizi is so simple and cute, full of endless longing for the future, he doesn't want to disappoint this playful girl like a sister.
"Then I wish your brother's dream come true."
Geng Ziyu smiled, seeing Felisa's serious appearance of nodding heavily, he couldn't help but want to reach out and touch the other party's head.
"If you don't want to walk out of the love song stadium intact after the game, then you can put your hand on her head and try it."
Before his hand touched the little girl's hair, a cold word suddenly sounded in his ears, and Fan Bizhuang's sharp and sharp eyes were staring at him tightly.
Geng Ziyu's mouth opened wide in surprise, and he looked at the young man with large sunglasses in front of him in disbelief.
He was really shocked, not because of the other party's cold and ruthless threat, but because of ...... This warning was said in Chinese.
Although it is not standard Mandarin, although even the tone is a little vague in some places, Geng Ziyu dared to point to his balls and swear that he heard it right, what the other party said was...... Chinese!
He is a Chinese!
The thought exploded in his head like thunder, and he licked his tongue, and a heat suddenly appeared in his eyes in disbelief. The other party is a professional player, although it is likely to be a low-level professional player, but he is a Chinese, and China has another player rooted in Europe, which is big news!
It is estimated that it is difficult for fans all over the world to understand the tangled feelings of Chinese fans who love and hate Chinese football, they love football, but they hate the football of their own country, Chinese football makes them sad and desperate again and again, but the fans still maintain the purest love for football.
Their demands are simple, they just want their country's players to play football that makes them feel good, but none of them are met. Black whistle, match-fixing, no fighting spirit, complaining...... This is the current situation of Chinese football, the current situation of Chinese football that is struggling in the dark quagmire!
Chinese football has rotted from the roots, and the fans are disheartened and put more hope on the young players, which is also the reason why the newspapers will rejoice once there are excellent young seedlings favored by foreign clubs, as if they were happy for the New Year - although many times, such news is chasing after the wind, and it can even be said that it is self-entertaining YY, but once there is such "good news", they will still be happy to pay attention.
At this moment, a young Chinese player who stayed in Spain appeared in front of him, or a strange boy who had never been reported, Geng Ziyu suddenly couldn't be calm.
He realized that a really breaking news was likely to be produced in his own hands.
"You...... Are you Chinese? ”
Geng Ziyu asked dryly, and he could feel that his eyes seemed to be glowing, and it was like a furnace, extremely hot.
This look obviously frightened Felisa, the little girl moved her body in the direction of the young man, Fan Bizhuang patted her on the shoulder, just glanced at the other party lightly, and stopped talking.
He has no good impression of the Chinese compatriot in front of him, and Felisa is also something that you can touch casually as a stranger? If it weren't for the fear of frightening the little girl, he wouldn't have warned the other party, and it was in Chinese that Xiao Nizi couldn't understand.
As for the identity of my compatriots, I'm sorry, I don't know who you are, and of course I don't have to give any good looks!
Geng Ziyu was a little embarrassed, even more anxious, he opened his mouth, but under the cold face of the other party, he still didn't say anything in the end.
He lowered his head, but made a decision in his heart, even if the other party was indifferent and didn't want to see him, he would follow up and pay attention to it, get more and more specific information, and then send it back to China.
What about playing in the lower leagues? As long as he is Chinese, it is enough! That's the gimmick! That's sales!
The opportunity for a promotion and salary increase is just around the corner, and he can't let go of anything!
At this time, the love song stadium suddenly resounded with a huge cheer. Players from both sides have entered the field, and the game has begun.
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Soon after the start of the game, Real Madrid, who were playing away, showed signs of being anti-away, their morale was high, they were full of fighting spirit, and they were going all out on the pitch, both offensively and defensively.
After being suppressed by Barcelona for several seasons, the chance to regain the title is now within reach, and they will not let it go easily no matter what.
In comparison, Villarreal's performance is much worse. In fact, it's not that the submarine doesn't work hard enough, it's just that in the case of no desire, it is indeed difficult for some strong people to have the fighting spirit and momentum of Real Madrid, and in terms of both background and strength, the Galaxy Battleship is more than a step stronger than them, so it is reasonable to slowly fall behind.
As Van said, the people in the town showed great welcome and enthusiasm for the arrival of the Real Madrid superstars, but when the game started, the home fans were still cheering for their team. Chasing stars is chasing stars, but Villarreal is his own child, and his own child doesn't hurt, it's simply unreasonable.
The Love Song Stadium is filled with romantic ballads that belong to the town, as well as the shouts of the names of their own players from time to time.
The atmosphere at home is really good, but sometimes the gap in strength is not to rely on the cheers of the fans to smooth out, Real Madrid for the long-lost league title, can be regarded as doing their best, for them, the process of the game is very smooth, in the ninth minute of the first half, the away Real Madrid took the lead in scoring.
The goal was scored by the captain of Real Madrid and the flag of Spanish football, Raul. Gonzalez, whose aggressive running found his way in the box, was found on the right by heartthrob David Beckham, who found him with a beautiful and precise moon cutlass and Raul jumped up with ease to flick his head at goal, the ball went in and the net was broken.
Everything fell into place, everything was so easy and natural, Beckham's fame stunt, Raul's freehand cleverness, this goal was simple but pleasing enough to the eye.
The few away fans cheered excitedly, and even many of the home fans clapped their hands. Perhaps few fans on the football field applaud the hostile players, but for Raul. For González, the people of the Iberian Peninsula have always maintained reverence, he is the banner of Spanish football and the spiritual backbone of all football fans, even Barcelona and Atletico Madrid, who are hostile to Real Madrid, cannot feel too much bad in the face of Raul's goal. Villarreal fans, naturally, too.
When a player reaches the point of national admiration, that's success, that's true superstardom.
After scoring a goal, Raul on the field jumped to the camera on the sidelines, and in front of the camera, he made a gesture of pointing his hands to his back, the big "7" and his name were displayed in front of everyone's eyes, and the superstar demeanor and leadership temperament were undoubtedly revealed.
"This is a real superstar, a superstar!"
Fan Bizhuang looked at the fans around him who kept standing up and clapping their hands in the stadium, cheers from all directions sounded in his ears, and his cold face was also slightly moved. Perhaps in Real Madrid's lineup, Ronaldo, Beckham, Zidane, etc., these superstars are too much more famous and influential than the Real Madrid captain, but in Spain, Raul is a well-deserved king, the first superstar, and he has achieved the point where the whole country is sought after.
Fan Bizhuang's eyes were full of envy, he didn't clap his hands, but quietly closed his eyes, he couldn't help but fantasize about what it would be like if he could one day stand in the center of the stage and listen to everyone's standing ovations for him.
And the more he thought about it, the hotter and more yearning he became, which also made his determination on the road of football firmer.
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Real Madrid didn't celebrate for long, and soon, the game continued.
Real Madrid, who took the lead, played more calmly and with more ease, and Villarreal, led by the core Riquelme, launched several threatening counter-attacks, but never found the back of the net, and at the end of the first half, Real Madrid scored again to extend the score to 2-0.
This time the goal was scored by Brazilian striker Robinho, who stepped on six bikes in a row on the penalty line, shaking Abarena dizzy, and finally fell to the ground in embarrassment.
It was a solo performance goal and the Real Madrid star's individual strength was on full display.
The visitors were cheering uncontrollably, but Robinho was not Raul, and the home fans had nothing to say to him, as Robinho ran around the pitch to celebrate, and the fans responded with incessant boos and shouts. (To be continued.) )