"Hey, Robert."

"Okay, Sesk."

"Robert, it's a pleasure to meet you."

…

In the tunnel of players, Pire was undoubtedly the bridge between the two teams, and most of the Arsenal players knew each other well, and most of them came to hug him.

At the age of 36, this is the first time and probably the only time Pire's visit to the Emirates Stadium.

"Enter."

Referee Stark looked at the time, waved his hand, and signaled the players of both sides to enter the field.

"Huhu

The huge cannon flag flew, and when the game began, the attention of the fans on the scene would not stay on Xiang Hao, and their attention returned to the venue for the first time.

The cheers like thunder suddenly rang out, and both Ivanka and K Niu frowned a little uncomfortably.

They have all experienced the time when tens of thousands of people are in the limelight, especially K girls, when they participate in various activities, they also hear a lot of cheers, but they rarely hear such a level of cheers.

You know, this is the superimposed sound of more than 60,000 people, and the whole stadium has a huge resonance at this moment.

The tingling sensation of the loud sound pouring directly into the ears was both exciting and painful, and it was normal for the two of them to be uncomfortable for a while.

However, the noise did not last long, and after the players of both sides appeared on the field one by one, the scene fell silent.

In the bewildered gaze of the girl, the broadcast at the scene mentioned a reminder of a minute of silence to commemorate the 20th anniversary of the Hillsborough tragedy.

The Emirates Stadium is plunged into a kind of humanistic silence, which has nothing to do with which team, just a kind of humanistic feeling of football. Football has always been closely linked to life, and it can be surpassed.

After a minute of silence has passed, it's time to come back and the noise will come back, just like the figure that appears on the big screen now.

"Robert, welcome back!"

"Robert, we've got your back forever!"

…

The camera gave the 36-year-old French king, but also to the fans who supported him. In the stands, countless fans wore the number 7 shirt of the former Pire, holding his posters to welcome his return.

At this moment, the audience shouted to him, "Robert!!!! ”

Like an idol, welcome the return of the King of France.

Obviously, Pire's pre-match reluctance to the Arsenal fans was best rewarded.

"It looks like Arsenal fans still miss Robert." Lineker sighed.

"Hehe, that's of course, because it was Arsenal's most glorious moment, so Arsenal fans naturally miss it very much, and they naturally love those players."

Mortensen smiled and nodded, saying most of the Arsenal fans' hearts.

Indeed, the reason why these fans welcome Pire so much is not only to love him, but also to remember the wonderful era he represents at Arsenal.

That era was Arsenal's most glorious moment and the happiest era for Arsenal fans.

This is not the voice of Arsenal fans now, who want to see the glory of the past return.

Pire's return as one of the representatives of that era brought Arsenal fans back to that good old age.

Even if he is an opponent today, he still can't stop the fans from loving him.

Xiang Hao and K Niu, who were hotly discussed by fans before, all gave way to Pire at this moment.

"I didn't expect this uncle to be so popular."

Looking at the big screen no longer staring at herself, but staying on a man with a full beard, K Niu couldn't help but mumble about her origin. She had no idea about Pire, nor did she understand what he meant to Arsenal's history.

However, seeing that he was so popular, and the whole audience was shouting his name, K Niu still couldn't help but be jealous, not for herself, and she couldn't do it, but for Xiang Hao, the man next to her.

K Niu felt that he had stolen Xiang Hao's limelight, and the fans turned against each other all of a sudden, simply unhappy. In fact, if it weren't for Arsenal's Xiang Hao, K Niu was really not very interested in the sports of these eleven people, and she would feel bored if she didn't watch it for ten minutes.

"Hehe, this is football, even if people leave, but those marks will be there, and the fans will not forget the players. It's like a movie you're in, even if the movie is over, you're still stuck in the picture. ”

Xiang Hao grew up with her, and when he saw the slightly bulging cheeks, he immediately understood her thoughts, comforting, but more like a longing voice.

This situation has completely touched Xiang Hao's heart, and it is also cheering, Xiang Hao feels heavy, a kind of thickness that is enough to crown history.

At the same time, this cheer is also like a hand, suddenly pushing open the door in his heart, boundless emotions enter, and an unspeakable ambition spreads out. Xiang Hao's gaze suddenly became deep.

Yes, since you have chosen football, you have to leave your mark on this field, so that everyone will remember themselves when they come here.

"I want to see them shouting your name, that must be great, that must be cool."

Hearing Xiang Hao's comfort, K Niu couldn't help but say what was in her heart. In fact, she wanted to see what it was like when the audience cheered on her man.

K Niu chattered with some longing, looking at Xiang Hao expectantly with big eyes.

"Don't worry, K-girl, I'll be even crazier than this in the future."

His eyes were dark, and he muttered with a strong confidence. Xiang Hao will not lose his ambition in the arena, nor will he succumb to the present.

He not only wants to be famous now, but also to have future fame, great fame.

Since he felt that he could become a member of this team, Xiang Hao had already given himself a high pursuit.

As he said, if he re-helps this team rise and leave his mark on the era.

Without being on the field, the relaxation and freedom at the mental level also made Xiang Hao see his goals more clearly, have a higher definition of the future, and think more deeply.

He wants when people think of this team, the first player that comes to mind is himself, not Thierry Henry.

Be the first person yourself! The first person in the club! The first in the world!

At the club level, it is like Di Fatino is to Real Madrid, and he will always be associated with this club.

In this way, as long as this club does not disappear, it will never fade itself.

As for the larger scope, he just needs to be the number one in the world.

He doesn't want to say that he is the first in history, because history in modern society is no longer written by one person. Great freedom brings great diversity, and it is normal for human nature to be thick from the past to the present, to be thin from the present, and to be kind of to oneself and to be considerate of oneself and wrong.

Who dares to say that it can win the first place in history? Who can win the first place in history? , at most, the official will give you a name, and Xiang Hao doesn't care too much about this name.

What he wants, now! In the future, Xiang Hao likes His Holiness's assertion of the flood very much.

Conquer Now! Future? Hmph, none of the contemporaries is qualified to speak, what do they have to say!

Crazy thinking, with an unspeakable paranoia, arose in Xiang Hao's mind.

The scene of shouting Pire's name on the court can be regarded as completely stimulating Xiang Hao's ambition here.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, extremely confident. Lang's eyes are empty, a sharpness that wants to penetrate the entire interface, that is the domineering that belongs to Xiang Hao's bones.

At this moment, Xiang Hao is handsome and domineering, and his expression is proud. Even if you sit in the seat, you are dressed in black casual clothes, like a peerless sword, which is unstoppable.

"Hao, you're so handsome."

The K girl, who was most obsessed with Xiang Hao, couldn't help but mutter, and the trace of affection in her beautiful eyes was revealed, a little bit of color, ripples like waves, and it was extraordinarily sultry.

Although Ivanka was also impressed by Xiang Hao's aura in her heart, she knew that she had to stop the two of them from making eye contact at this time, otherwise if they were allowed to show their emotions, God knows what would happen.

"Christine, stay with me."

Ivanka took away the K-girl who was a little comical and let Xiang Hao ponder here.

Ivanka clearly felt the change in Xiang Hao's temperament, this kind of change that she had never seen when she negotiated business with him in the past, but she felt it at this time.

She never understood why she was a man with so many assets, and she was willing to be a football player.

Now she finally understands that he is fighting for this as his own career. It's the same thing, some people just say they're working, and some people can say they're starting a business, even if they're really just working for someone else.

The difference is only whether they are engaged in the heart, defining the meaning of life, or perhaps to put it more vulgarly and elegantly, that is, whether they are fighting with their souls.

Ivanka knew that at this moment, he realized that the pursuit of his life as a man was such a ball, and the burning point of his life was in this field, and this was his happy land.

The corners of the royal sister's mouth flashed with a gentle smile, and she glanced at Xiang Hao, who was extremely tolerant and considerate, like a warm and greasy sentence: I understand you.

Reading a code of his life, Ivanka silently has a feeling of getting closer and closer to him, entering his world, a sense of integration, even if Ivanka leaves him, she also finds herself by his side, the wrong feeling that she was born by his side.

This may be the 'heart with a soul' in Chinese legends, Xiang Hao abruptly gathered his exposed aura, and just nodded at Ivanka, with a pious gratitude.

Turning his gaze back, Xiang Hao sat alone in the stands, with an endless smile on the corner of his mouth, focusing but looking at the field emptyly, until...

"Drip—"

Stark blew the whistle and the game began.

"Arsenal, gogogog - o!!"

In the stands, the aggressive shouts of the fans, in the stadium, the crisp and slight beating of the ball, the extreme big and the extremely small, are intertwined.

Xiang Hao, like all the fans, watched his team's game and roared for it.