"Although it is likely that he will not be able to wear the jersey of the Chinese team, Fan Ye is still Fan Ye, and our love for him will not change in the slightest!"

"He is still our compatriot and the pride of Chinese football!"

"Congratulations to Fan Ye on joining the Matador Army, which will be a wonderful start to Fan Ye's brilliant national team career!"

"Master Fan, come on! No matter when and where, our support for you will be unreserved! ”

At a time when many fans are boiling over boycotts and crusades, China's largest fan organization of Fan Bizhuang fans "pretends.. Force.. The concentration camp "is against the current, regardless of many questions and scolding, on its forum, a large number of support for Fan Bizhuang's decision to support the solidarity post, which made many Fan Bizhuang's die-hard fans applaud at the same time, but also let many fans with opposing views reprimand, and a large area of messages to publish abusive reply posts, at the same time, the forum also ushered in a wave of withdrawal from the group. Tide. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The fans were using this method to oppose and protest, but the camp management ignored it completely, and continued to post posts of solidarity while busily deleting all kinds of insulting posts.

A netizen named "I am waiting for the national football team in southern China" made such a post in a war of words.

"I'm a 20-year-old football fan, yes, a Chinese football fan. Although the level of football in our country is not high, and the national football team has brought us disappointment and even despair again and again, I still have confidence that I am waiting for the rise of the Chinese team and waiting for the red of the motherland to make the world pay attention.

But it is clear that until now, there is no hope.

What I want to say is that some people, or a certain group of people, cannot represent Chinese football at all. They are just a group of moths, only moths who will not pay, and they continue to lead Chinese football to a darker abyss.

Gambling, match-fixing, violence on the field, refusal to play without professional ethics, negative play, refusal to pay but complaining...... Such a group of people, do they have and qualifications to match this red jersey on their bodies?!

Chinese football is dead, at least for now. Maybe the future will be bright, but I'm sorry, I can't see the light of day for the time being.

When Fan Ye was born, I was very excited, and I even thought that Fan Ye would be the spark of hope that would lead Chinese football out of the darkness.

But now that I think about it, what a ridiculous idea. Can Chinese football be changed by just one person? Such a dirty environment, if there is no comprehensive reform and purge, even if God comes, it will not be able to save it!

So, please let Fan Ye go, he is a very good player, he is the pride of our Chinese fans, although he will most likely not be able to play for the Chinese team, but it is not his fault! He has lived in Europe since he was a child, drinks European water, eats European beef, and can always remember that he is a descendant of Yan and Huang, which is not easy. Is there anything wrong with him working for his 'adoptive father'?

Everyone's choice is respected, especially if that person is our fellow human being. Don't use the so-called righteousness to bind, this is the practice of the NC Holy, and it is also an extremely selfish practice, we should respect everyone who is brave enough to pursue their dreams......"

"Support Fan Ye! Support our fellow citizens! Master Fan, come on! ”

This sprinkled post of nearly 2,000 words quickly attracted the praise and support of a large number of fans, but more than that, it was reprimanded and criticized by countless "defenders", and the following messages were full of abuse.

Others may not know who published this post, but several administrators of the forum are very clear that this is the "heartfelt words" of Uncle Nan, he wants to call on public opinion to let go of "Fan Ye" and look at this matter rationally, for an old fan who has always supported Chinese football, it is not easy to let go of his "persistence" and support Fan Bizhuang to pursue his football dream.

This made Wang Yanyin and several other insiders very moved, but obviously, public opinion did not buy it, and soon, in the mighty wave of opposition and abuse, this old fan's support post sank into the sea and disappeared without a trace.

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Fan Bizhuang received a call from China in the evening, and he muttered for a few seconds before pressing the answer button.

He didn't take the lead in opening the conversation, in fact, Rao already had some contact with the country, but he was still a little uncomfortable, and he really didn't know what to say.

There was also a long silence on the other end of the phone, and just when Fan Bizhuang was hesitating whether he should say something first, there was finally a voice on the other end.

"I've read some news reports in the past two days, I want to hear what you think, have you made a decision?"

Fan Lao's voice seemed very calm, as if Fan Bizhuangjia did not join the Spanish national team, and it did not have the slightest effect on him.

In fact, it is true, he is a businessman, and he doesn't pay attention to football and other news on weekdays, if it weren't for his grandson being a professional footballer, it is estimated that he would not pay attention to sports news until now.

And in his opinion, his grandson is now holding a European passport, and from a legal point of view, Fan Bizhuang is a Spanish citizen, so joining the Spanish national team is a normal thing in his opinion.

He won't be like some old stubborns, he has to care about the question of identity and nationality, being able to reconnect with his grandson who has been missing for more than ten years is already a gift from God, what does it matter if the nationality is not Chinese, is it possible, just because of a passport, Fan Bizhuang is not the blood of his Fan family?

Of course, Fan Lao made this call, also out of a caring attitude, and domestic public opinion attacked Fan Bizhuang one-sidedly, which made him worry that his grandson would choose to give in because of pressure. He has to figure out what Fan Bizhuang thinks, if he decides to play for the Spanish national team, he will support it, and then mobilize the power of the Fan family in the country to forcibly "wash the floor" for him, and if Fan Bizhuang wants to change back to Chinese nationality, it is okay, what seems difficult to others, with his energy, is just a trivial matter.

"Yes, but I haven't made up my mind." Fan Bizhuang hesitated for a moment and replied, "I didn't rule out joining the Spanish national team before, but then something happened, so ...... I want to think again. ”

"Well, you make your own decisions and make yourself happy. Don't worry about anything else, sir...... The Fan family and I will always stand behind you. ”

Fan Lao's words moved Fan Bizhuang's heart slightly, although he had never shouted the word "grandpa" on his lips, but it made the "home" thousands of miles away have more yearning and attachment.

Fan Bizhuang was about to say something, but the other end of the phone became a little noisy, and he could even hear someone shouting loudly, and after a while, there was a voice on the other end of the phone again, but it was obvious that it was no longer Fan Lao who was talking.

"Hey, Zhuang'er, I told you, what kind of bulls, don't let me in! Although I don't know anything football, how can a good boy of my Lin family, but a serious Chinese, play for Lao Maozi! ”

"Stinky boy, did you hear me! It's a hassle to change your nationality, you come back to China, and your grandfather asks your uncle to solve the problem of household registration for you. It's not easy to get into the national team, I'll say hello, you just want to be the captain of the national team! ”

"Don't be confused, otherwise my Lin family's old face will be lost! If you are a Chinese, you must not be a dog leg for foreigners, but you can't lose the backbone of your ancestors! ”

"Hey, are you listening? Stinky boy, you ......"

"I can tell you, we Chinese men can only serve the motherland, don't make a mistake of principle!"

Lin Lao was babbling on the other end of the phone, and from time to time Mrs. Lin's complaining voice sounded, "Can you talk well!" "Don't use your old stubborn set on my grandchildren!" "The surname is Lin, what can you do!? If you really can, go and bring our grandson back? "My grandson has been guilty of more than ten years outside, and he hasn't done much, but he was terrified by you! I told you, if my grandson doesn't come back, I'm not done with you! ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and it was estimated that the two old men were competing with each other, and Fan Lao picked up the phone again.

"That old stubborn Lin family, don't pay attention to him, his mind is a little unclear." Fan Lao said this, with some helplessness in his tone, "Don't have any dissatisfaction, Old Man Lin values you very much, but his ideology is a little unturned." Either way, I'm behind you. Don't worry, we've got everything here, and if it's difficult, let us know. ”

When Lin Lao roared, Fan Bizhuang just maintained a calm and indifferent expression and did not make a sound. He didn't like Lin Lao's practice of forcing others to will, but he wisely did not say anything against it.

And Fan Lao's support and affirmation made the little pimple in his heart dissipate a lot.

"I understand."

After a few more conversations, the two hung up the phone.

"Do you say, should you accept it or reject it?"

Fan Bizhuang slowly walked to the courtyard, squatted down, and muttered softly while stroking the head of the Spring Festival. Teen looked at him, stuck out his tongue and licked his face a few times.

Fan Bizhuang laughed.

At this time, the phone rang again, and it was his agent Molina.

"I think we're in trouble, Fan."

Under the white and hazy moonlight, Fan Bizhuang, who put down the phone, frowned tightly and fell into deep thought.