Chapter 10: The First Fan (Part I)

Thierry Henry received the ball, and this time instead of passing it out, he turned around and brushed past the defenders...... Pretty! Henry Henry broke through in quick succession into the box, Van Persie was on the left and Henry didn't pass...... Plucking, shaking, kicking...... GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! GOAL! The ball is in! The ball is in! The ball is in! ”

"Thierry! Thierry! Thierry...... Henry! In the 87th minute of the game, the returning Henry scored the winning goal for Arsenal with his first shot! ”

"Lore! Time is running out, and this is a real lore! Thierry Henry's goal helped Arsenal get an important three points! ”

"I think all the English journalists are thinking about the headlines of tomorrow at this moment - ha, the king of the Gunners is back with the winning goal to help the Gunners win!"

"What an unbeatable goal! At this moment, I would like to say that Henry never left, he was always here! He's always guarding the stadium! He's always been the king of this stadium! ”

The commentary seats at the Emirates Stadium were completely boiling at this time, and the commentators from various TV stations were screaming wildly.

The Emirates Stadium was also in a frenzy, with countless fans screaming with excitement, and even excited old fans with tears on their faces and began to climb towards the iron fence on the sidelines. They want to break through the obstacles and bow down to their king!

Qin Shou sang and danced to the surging crowd, excited that Arsenal could get ahead of their opponents in the final moments, but he also felt heartfelt blessings for his friends. He understands Arsenal's place in Henry's heart, and he also understands that not being able to retire at Arsenal is Henry's biggest regret. But at this moment, when Henry once again donned the red Gunners shirt, when Henry scored again for his favorite team. Everything is no longer so important.

"Congratulations, Thierry. You will always be the hero here, and you will always be the same in the hearts of all the fans, the king of the Gunners. ”

Qin Shou, who sang and danced, always looked closely at the tall No. 14 figure on the field. After the goal, Henry didn't celebrate, he just stood still, with open arms, as if he wanted to embrace the air, the grass and trees, the fans, everything here.

There was no superfluous movement, but the emotions of the fans were even more enthusiastic, and he was surrounded by countless applause, cheers and cheers. Unlike Van Persie's wild celebrations after his goal, Henry stood quietly but had a kingly demeanor.

Thierry, he's the only one here, King!

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"Successive breakthroughs, Henry is like the most elegant dancer on the field, no one can stop him and shoot with his feet...... GOOOOOOOAL! GOAL! GOAL! GOAL!!! ”

"The ball went in, the goal went in! Thierry gave his best performance at the gala of his return! ”

In the 87th minute of the game, Thierry Henry's goal helped Arsenal exceed the score again! The three points are in hand, and with Thierry Henry, there will be no more surprises to Arsenal's victory! ”

There were bursts of exclamations and admiration from the computer, and Lin Cheng, who was sitting in front of the computer and staring at the screen, had already burst into tears.

Fans who are not Arsenal's staunchest supporters, who have not experienced a glorious 49-game unbeaten run in the league, will never be able to comprehend this sentiment. Watching their former king return strongly, the emotion and pride in their hearts at this moment are indescribable.

"Henry, you're always the best! You will always be the best and best striker in the world! ”

Thinking like this in his heart, Lin Cheng stood up, raised his arms and cheered loudly, looking at the boiling Emirates Stadium, Lin Cheng felt as if he was there, following countless gun fans, cheering for Henry's return and screaming for Henry's goal together.

Lin Cheng, whose eyes were always glued to the screen, was stunned in the next moment, in the computer screen, the camera camera kept sweeping over the fan stands, and the face of a black-haired and yellow-skinned Asian suddenly appeared on the screen.

"This, this thing ......"

Lin Cheng recognized the owner of this face at a glance, and he couldn't suppress the shock and surprise in his heart. Because of the attention to Henry, and thus to the New York Red Bulls, Lin Cheng knows very well that the owner of this face is a New York Red Bull player like Henry, and is also a very close friend, and Henry went on loan to Arsenal in the winter, and now this guy is also in the stands, doesn't that mean......

Lin Cheng's heart couldn't help but beat wildly, he was a little stunned by the idea that suddenly appeared to him, but the more he thought about it, the more likely he sat back in front of the computer, opened the commonly used QQ fan group, and quickly typed the line "Chinese player Qin Shou appeared at the Emirates Stadium".

However, after a while, Lin Cheng, who had hesitated, quickly deleted this line of words.

He made a decision in his mind in an instant.

He's going to the Kearney training base! He wants to make sure of that idea in his mind and then share it with all his fans and friends!

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The derby between Big Brother and Little Brother in London ended with a narrow 2-1 win over Fulham thanks to goals from Robin van Persie and Thierry Henry.

It is foreseeable that after this game, Henry, who returns to the Premier League, will be frantically sought after by countless media present, and in tomorrow's news reports, Henry will inevitably be the hottest name in England.

But none of this has anything to do with Qin Shou. Naturally, he didn't know that a Chinese student who had never met him had already set his sights on him. He left the pitch after the game.

Feeling the atmosphere of the Premier League for the first time, he couldn't calm down for a long time. He doesn't know what the home stadium of other Premier League teams looks like, but at the Emirates Stadium he was always excited from start to finish. The fans cheered, he cheered, the fans were lost, he was lost.

He found that he had started to like it.

He even had an impulse in his heart to get Arsenal's professional contract immediately, and then set foot on the Emirates Stadium, like Henry, in the eyes and cheers of the crowd, wearing the Gunners' fighting spirit, for this century-old giant, to fight in all directions!

However, his family knew that since overtime, Qin Shou knew that this was just his wishful thinking. Even if he can finally win the club's favor, he still can't land in the Premier League.

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The next morning, Qin Shou met Lehmann at the Kearney training base and congratulated the veteran German goalkeeper.

However, this caused a lot of dissatisfaction with Lyman. Although the team won yesterday, he conceded a goal, and if it wasn't for Thierry Henry's last-minute victory, the veteran goalkeeper might have faced criticism from the media in the post-match coverage.

After all, football is a sport that counts on the outcome. People don't care how many good saves you make in the game, how many times you try to turn the tide and keep the goal from conceding, and if you concede a goal and the result is not good, all your previous efforts will be in vain.

"Boy, you think I lost a goal in yesterday's game, and I didn't lose enough face, right?" Lyman glared at Qin Shou angrily, his mouth was very dissatisfied, he put on his gloves, patted him vigorously, and said with a strange smile on his face, "It seems that you also think I'm old." Well, let me teach you how to be a human being today! Hey! ”

Qin Shou had a sense of frustration of lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot, he dared to swear to God, he just wanted to congratulate Lehmann on the team's victory, but he didn't expect the other party to misunderstand what he meant.

Lyman didn't give Qin Shou a chance to explain, and made up his mind to give Qin Shou a little color, so he stood in front of the goal without saying anything, hooked his finger at Qin Shou, and signaled him to start quickly.

Qin Shou was helpless, so he had to shrug his head and start today's shooting training.

"Hey, Qin, didn't you eat today? How can the shot be so weak! ”

"Damn Asian boy, you're stupid! Even an old man like me can't break through the players, and you still want to score goals in the professional arena? Dream on! ”

"What a stupid pig! I really don't know how Thierry would take on an apprentice like you, it's a shame! ”

An hour later, Qin Shou finally sat on the grass weakly and stopped moving. Lehmann, the old guy, is really ruthless enough, and he is in surprisingly good shape today, not only saving his shot without leaking, but also mocking him incessantly. Rao is Qin Shou and Lyman are already familiar with each other, and they know that this old guy is a villain with a mouth full of cannons, but under the double torture of body and spirit, he is still a little unbearable.

Lyman finally stopped his chatter, he took off his gloves, held them in his hands, and then slowly sat down beside Qin Shou.

"Stinky boy, this won't work?" Lyman spread out and lay down on the grass, groaning in comfort.

"It's like you've taken medicine today, if you keep practicing, maybe I'll be hit by you and won't dare to shoot again." Qin Shou complained speechlessly.

"What am I?" Lyman swept the empty training ground with his eyes. The team won the game yesterday, and according to the custom, it is customary to rest for a full day today, so except for Qin Shou and Lehmann, who are training, the training ground of the Arsenal first team is empty at this time. After a pause, Lyman continued, "You also went to the scene for yesterday's game." Hey, I couldn't be more excited to see Thierry's great late goal. A lot of times I wonder if old guys like us really can't play anymore, if it's really time to quit the field, but yesterday ......."

Speaking of this, Lyman's expression became extremely excited: "Who said we are old? Who's to say we can't race in the most intense of the Premier League? Looking at Thierry, I feel as if I have gone back to when I was younger......"

Qin Shou was silent for a moment, no wonder Lehmann was extremely excited today, and his condition was so good that he was so good that he was still very excited today because he was stimulated by yesterday's game, and he couldn't help himself.

"Jens, you're not old, you'll never be old!" Qin Shou suddenly laughed, he patted Lehmann on the shoulder, "In the future, I want to be a man with the best striker, so, Jens, can save the shots of a top striker like me without leaking, who dares to say that you are old, aren't you blind?" ”

"Just you, a top striker?" Lyman pursed the corners of his lips, but there was a smile in his eyes that could not be concealed. He jerked to his feet and grabbed the gloves on the ground. "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Qin Shou was a little inexplicable.

"Keep practicing!" Ryman smiled happily, clapped his hands and said, "Before you are completely old, let me abuse you, the future top striker, first!" ”

Qin Shou: "......"