Chapter 233: Fan's Ghost Idea

At the end of the first half, the electronic scoreboard on the scene flashed with a bright red 3:score score. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info love song stadium was jubilant, tens of thousands of fans sang and danced, wantonly expressing the excitement in their hearts, it turned out that their worries were unnecessary, the team's performance was still stable, and the players' performance was as good as ever, and it seemed that it was not affected by external factors.

You can tell from the way a team performs on the pitch what the spirit of the team really is, and it is clear that the Yellow Submarine, who played incredibly aggressively in the first half, performed enough to delight the fans.

So, when the players went off the field, the players enjoyed heroic treatment, and all kinds of cheers and applause were endless.

Manuel Pellegrini was equally satisfied, with an impeccable view of the game and the scoreline, and although the team's almost defensive aggression in the first half of the first half made him slightly suspicious, the result was good, and the rest didn't matter - he barely had to guess who was responsible for the team's crazy attack in the first half, which made him both angry and funny. The annoyance is that Fan Bizhuang always gives him some extra trouble, and the funny thing is that every time he "acts arbitrarily", the effect achieved is not bad.

In such a situation, Pellegrini can't find an excuse to lose his temper, a player who can always surprise him, always help the team, what else can he say? I had to let it go.

Before Fan Bizhuang came, Pellegrini was also a majestic coach in the whole team, but since Fan Bizhuang came, he suddenly felt that his majesty seemed to be declining, which is where he was helpless, for Fan Bizhuang, a beloved disciple, he really liked it to the bones.

Looking at the assistant next to him who was cheering because of the big lead, and the substitute player on the bench who waved his fist and cheered repeatedly, Pellegrini could only shake his head and smile helplessly.

"This guy, there's really no way to take him."

It sounds like a complaint, but the Chilean coach has a smile on his face, he is already thinking about what personnel adjustments to make in the second half, in the case of determining the victory of the game, let some of the main players get enough rest time, but also let the new players in the team get practical experience - the latter is the most important, the run-in between the newcomer and the team takes a time process, and the game training is the lubricant in the run-in, which can be more effective.

With that in mind, Manuel Pellegrini set his sights on the bench.

On the bench, Matthias. Fernández and Angel were sitting side by side, chatting in low voices.

"Van is really good, all three of the team's goals are related to him, it's amazing. It's not a direct assist, but it's ...... Especially Forlan's second goal, that clever omission, really full of imagination! Angel was full of praise for Fan Bizhuang's performance, "Seeing it in the video of the game and seeing it in reality are really two different feelings, and the genius index of this Chinese teenager is eye-opening!" To be honest, a player like this is always a nightmare for defenders, because you never know what he's going to do next, and naturally it's harder to defend. ”

Angel sighed with "palpitations", and then smiled again, although this type of talented player is difficult to defend, but fortunately, now he and Fan Bizhuang are teammates, and it is a headache for other peers, he thinks so much, isn't it unfounded?

Fernandez pursed his lips and said with a strong sense of confidence: "Fan's performance is really good, but if I'm on the field, I can do it too...... No, I could have done better. ”

The response he received was Angel's "I don't believe it" look of contempt, Fernandez was about to argue angrily, and Tomasson in the back row had already stretched out his big hand and rubbed his head vigorously: "Don't brag, Matthias, Van is not an ordinary player, even if he is very young, but he definitely has a bright future." To be honest, such a player is a striker's favourite companion and if I had a passer like this back then, maybe I would have scored more goals and achieved more. Alright, don't talk nonsense, Mr. Manuel is calling us, let's get over there. ”

Fernandes was still a little unconvinced, but still did not speak again, Pellegrini was already beckoning them to warm up on the pitch, Fernandes clenched his fists tightly, got up and walked to the pitch.

"Really, I'm strong, okay? Don't look down on me, you'll know how good I'm later! ”

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"Really, I'm very strong, don't you always look like you don't trust me! Also, don't call me Squidward, that's a terrible nickname! ”

While walking towards the players' tunnel, "Squidward" Diego. López is still babbling and complaining. Throughout the first half, he was in a state of idleness, which made him a little disappointed when he had just joined the team and wanted to show his talents, and at the same time complained in his heart, Racing Santander is really a bunch of mud that can't hold up the wall.

There are good reasons for this complaint, in the entire first half, Racing Santander only had two shots on goal, and that's it, not hitting the frame of the goal, Lopes felt that his idle body was about to rust.

If his thoughts are known to his teammates, it is estimated that it will inevitably rain fists, and it is not a good thing that there is no threat to the goal? You guy, you want the opponent to attack continuously and shoot non-stop, in order to satisfy your desire to show your skills, this is really uncomfortable!

His teammates simply ignored his complaints, but they maintained a strong interest in his new nickname.

"Okay, Squidward, we'll remember it in the future, and we won't call you new nicknames anymore!"

"But Squidward, you really look like an octopus!"

"Squidward, shall we go to dinner together in the evening? It's a good sign to celebrate your first game with the team. What is good to eat? Squidward, do you think it's okay to eat seafood? ”

"Of course it's no problem, as long as you don't eat octopus, everything else is fine!"

"Hahaha!"

The teammates laughed, López rolled his eyes angrily, and he pouted his mouth again with a beard, this habitual action once again became an excuse for his teammates to attack, and the names of "cute octopus", "cute octopus" and "cute octopus with a big beard" were put on López's head again.

Fan Bizhuang was outside the crowd, with the same smile on his face, but his eyes were always unconsciously fluttering around, and Riquelme, who knew him very well, knew that this guy was hiding something in his heart as soon as he saw his action.

This made Riquelme very angry, the team took a big lead, locked the win early, this guy, what else is on his mind?

"You don't look very happy, what are you thinking, Fan?" Riquelme reached out and touched Fan Bizhuang's arm and asked softly.

"Didn't think about anything. By the way, Roman, our next opponent in the next round is Murcia, right? Fan Bizhuang did not answer the other party's question, on the contrary, he raised a question himself.

Riquelme nodded and said strangely: "It's them, that's right, is there any problem?" ”

"Then our next round and next round opponents seem to be Valencia and Real Madrid, right?" Fan Bizhuang continued to ask.

"I want to think about it...... Well, they're right. It's really a challenge, the derby opponent and the top of the standings, and the tough opponent in a row, it really feels difficult and full of challenges. ”

"yes, it's a challenge! The thought of having to fight that group of bastards again makes my blood seem to be boiling! ”

Fan Bizhuang responded with a smile, his two hands had been raised, the palms of the palms collided with each other, and the bone joints made a crisp sound of "quack~",

This made Riquelme shake his head speechlessly, this guy is still such a urine, uninformed person, and thinks he is going to fight, not to go to a football match.

"It's okay to be excited, but don't get too excited, boy, you have a bad record, don't get hot in the head, do something irrational, and cause a lot of trouble!" Riquelme warned him in a low tone, "Also, what do you care about so much, it's still early for the next round and the next round, you should focus all your attention on the current game, don't be too ambitious." ”

"Is it too ambitious? Hey, I'm planning ahead. Fan Bizhuang muttered softly, "Even if there is no me, with the strength of the team, it should be no problem to win Murcia, right?" ”

"What did you say, Fan?" Riquelme's eyes widened, and Fan Bizhuang's voice was small, but he could still faintly hear it, so he wondered if he had heard it wrong.

"Ha, it's nothing, let's go."

Fan Bizhuang waved his hand and ran away.

Riquelme watched Fan Bizhuang's figure disappear at the end of the passage, and was silent for a long time, and suddenly a very bad premonition arose.

"This guy, isn't he going to have some bad ideas again? Could it be ......" The clever Riquelme thought of a possibility, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was very close to the truth, but in the end he could only turn into a wry smile, "Fan, this kid, the elf's weird idea, is really ...... It's endless! ”

But if you think about it carefully, you also feel that there is nothing bad about Fan Bizhuang's possible intentions, the fierce battle between the derby and the top team is imminent, as an extremely important member of the team, if Fan Bizhuang is absent due to some factors, the team's loss will be great, and it will be a big discount in combat effectiveness.

Thinking about it this way, if Fan Bizhuang does not participate in the next round of the league, maybe it will be a good thing, not only to rest and adjust, but also to ......

Riquelme suddenly smiled and followed briskly into the locker room.