Chapter 37: You Will Remember His Name

A few people standing at the door of the venue to talk quickly attracted the attention of many reporters and fans at the scene. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Why didn't Sir Alex Ferguson enter the venue? Who was he talking to? ”

"Who is that Asian young man, it seems a little familiar...... Uh, pretty handsome! ”

"I mean, are you a journalist or a nymphomaniac! But...... I also think it's a little familiar, huh? I remember, he was Fan, the best newcomer in La Liga last season and the league assist king! ”

"Fan? I think I've heard of it, but this is the first time I've seen a real person, so I didn't expect him to be so young...... This is amazing, is it possible to be another genius future superstar? Such a young assist king! The pattern of world football is really getting younger and younger! ”

"The point is not whether this is good or not! I would like to know what they are talking about, and seeing how happy they are talking to each other, could it be that Sir Alex Ferguson admired this young Chinese man? Manchester United want to bring in Fan? ”

"Does that need to be said? Last year, Manchester United made a transfer request to Villarreal, but it was rejected by the submarine...... However, I think Sir Alex Ferguson is unlikely to 'seduce' Fan in person at this moment, and the submarine head coach Mr. Manuel is still around. ”

“…… Well, that makes sense. No matter what, shoot it down first, and go back to think about the script! ”

“……”

The chatter of the reporters reached the ears of the few people in front of the door, Ferguson and Fan Bizhuang continued to chat unappreciably, while Pellegrini was even more vigilant, if it were not for the matter of etiquette, he would have wanted to drag his disciple and run away now.

"By the way, I haven't congratulated you on your runners-up finish in La Liga last season."

After chatting for a while, Ferguson seemed to remember that there was another club manager standing next to him, and he looked at Manuel Pellegrini. The latter has an urge to burst into tears, Nima, how low is my sense of existence, such a big living person standing aside, you don't think about it until now?

There are countless grievances in my heart, but I said: "This small achievement is not worth mentioning, Sir Alex Ferguson's team is the real top giant, you won the Premier League and Champions League double last year, Manchester United is an example for all teams to learn." ”

Ferguson shook his head and said appreciatively: "It's different, Manchester United has hundreds of years of heritage and history in the Premier League, so it is natural to produce results." Villarreal is different, IMHO, it's remarkable that a small country team can get this far and beat Barcelona. Mr. Manuel, you are a very capable and excellent manager! ”

This kind of praise, Pellegrini has heard of not a hundred but eighty, but it is affirmed by the big names in the industry, which means a difference, and he has a smile on his face, and it is obvious that he is also satisfied with his coaching results.

Ferguson continued: "You have a lot of good players, Roman, Diego, Santiago...... And also...... Fan! ”

When the last name was spoken, Ferguson's eyes swept to Fan Bizhuang, who was looking east and west, intentionally or unintentionally, and his tone was a little heavier, and the appreciation and eagerness contained in his words were not concealed at all.

Pellegrini scolded in his heart, daring to go around in a big circle, you are always waiting here? Compliment my team, compliment my players, real goals, or give me a pill on the eye? Or do you want to hit my disciple's idea?

"Huh."

Pellegrini could only respond with a dry smile.

Ferguson saw the Chilean coach's wary eyes clearly, but he didn't care at all. There's nothing to hide, liking is liking, appreciating is appreciating, it's no secret that he wants to get Fan Bizhuang, there's no need to hide it.

"I've always believed that good players should be on a wider stage and show their talents. What do you think, Coach Manuel? Ferguson raised his eyelids and spoke sharply.

"So here we are. On this year's Champions League stage, my players and I are full of ambition. We will go as far as we can! Pellegrini lost a smile on his face and responded solemnly.

"Of course, it is the wish of every team to do well in the Champions League." Ferguson nodded, not going to provoke the other party anymore, "I hope you can achieve your goal, ha, I'm really looking forward to this group draw, maybe our two teams will meet together?" The strength of the La Liga runners-up is definitely very strong, and it has always been our tradition to communicate and learn from strong teams, because it can give us a clearer understanding of ourselves. ”

"This is also our wish, every strong opponent will make us grow."

This is very official, but Pellegrini has already scolded in his heart, the ghost is willing to be in a group with you, you are the Premier League champions, the defending champions of the Champions League, the double champions last year, the limelight, whoever meets is unlucky! Anyway, our small temple is small, and we can't afford to mess with it!

Ferguson smiled and didn't say anything more.

At this time, Cristiano Ronaldo finally got out of the chase and interception of fans and reporters and walked to the door of the venue.

"Chief, aren't you going in yet?"

C. Ronaldo glanced at Pellegrini and Van Bizhuang on the side, raised his eyelids, and then turned his head without the slightest interest and asked his manager.

It is true that he does not know Pellegrini, nor does he know Van Bizhuang, and since he does not know him, there is no need to know him now. He is the winner of the Premier League double, and he is also the top scorer and best player in the Champions League last season, and he won the European Ballon d'Or and World Footballer in the past year, so it can be said that he has stood at the peak of world football and is a real superstar.

And what the hell is Villarreal? What the hell is Fan Bizhuang?

Sorry, he doesn't know and has no interest in knowing!

Would a superstar at the top of his game be interested in a country team, a rookie just coming up on the show?

Don't even think about it, the answer is no.

Fan Bizhuang frowned at C. Ronaldo's ignorance, but said nothing. What is there to say, the other party is now a big superstar, and he is just a rookie who is walking on the road, there is harm only when there is comparison, even if he is unhappy, he is powerless to refute.

Ferguson glanced at C. Ronaldo, his brow furrowed imperceptibly, and then he looked back at Fan Bizhuang.

He saw the anger and unwillingness flashing in the eyes of the Chinese youth, and he also saw the flame of unyielding in the young man's heart.

"Next time we have a chance, let's continue talking. It was a pleasure to talk to you, Mr. Manuel. ”

Ferguson said to Pellegrini, did not say goodbye to Fan Bizhuang, but when he staggered by, he patted Fan Bizhuang on the shoulder with a little meaning, and his footsteps no longer stopped, and walked directly into the venue.

C. Ronaldo still held his head high, and did not pay the slightest attention to the two people next to him from beginning to end.

"What a proud young man." Looking at the backs of the two leaving, Pellegrini sighed a little unnaturally, "I have seen the video of his game, and he has to admit that he is a very talented player, one of the most talented young players I have ever seen, and maybe in the future, he will achieve more and more brilliant achievements." But...... Why can't I like him? ”

"No one else needs your liking, sir." Fan Bizhuang teased the coach, but his eyes moved slightly, and he said softly in his heart, "Maybe you don't know my name now, and you don't even want to look at me more, but a year later, two years later, you will find that the teenager who is not paid attention to by you has made you unable to ignore it anymore!" ”

Shaking his head, Fan Bizhuang turned around and walked into the venue.

Pellegrini looked at Fan Bizhuang, who suddenly fell silent, his expression changed slightly, and he also stepped in.

The other side.

Ferguson stopped suddenly.

"Cristiano, you don't know that Chinese young man just now, do you?"

C. Luo nodded calmly: "I don't know." Is it necessary to recognize? ”

"Originally, I wanted to introduce him to you, but ...... That's good, too. Ferguson dropped a sentence that left Cristiano Ronaldo confused and confused, and continued on his way, "Someday, you will remember his name." Trust me, that day won't be too far away. ”

C. Luo was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly showed the color of memory. A few years ago, there was such a person who said something similar to him. And then...... Then he followed that guy to England, and then he became the person he is today, and he became a real football superstar, not only won the Premier League, won the Champions League, but also became the world footballer.

"Trust me, your name will be remembered by the whole world in the near future!"

That's what Ferguson once said to him.

And now, Ferguson said almost the same thing to himself.

It's just that this time, the protagonist in the words is no longer him.

C. Ronaldo suddenly became interested in the Chinese young man.

But that's about it.

Although he has to admit that the leader has a very unique vision and sees people accurately, but after all, the leader is a human being, not a god, there are thousands of geniuses in the world, how many people can go to the end and climb to the peak?

Not everyone is Cristiano. Ronaldo!

What the future holds, who knows?

"Someday I'll remember his name? And this time will not be too far away? ”

C. Law sneered abruptly, shook his head, regained the arrogance and arrogance on his face, and raised his feet to follow Ferguson's pace.