It didn't take long.

When the Leicester players came to the Expedition Fans Stand to thank the stadium, the fans in the front stands shouted excitedly as if they had prepared for something.

"Yufeng, look here, your father is here!"

Someone pointed at Chen Binghua and shouted loudly to Chen Yufeng.

"Give us the jersey, for your father's sake, we'll keep it!"

"If he gave it, it might be the first jersey he gave away in his career, which means a lot."

"Help me rip Kante's off if you have a chance!"

"Hahahaha, don't be too greedy, can you get a jersey for three beers?"

“……”

The fans shouted, as if they wanted to use Chen Binghua's face to ask Chen Yufeng for the jersey.

Of course, Chen Yufeng quickly heard what they said, and his eyes immediately caught the slightly trembling figure.

Chen Binghua stood among the fans and seemed to be treated like a star.

His eyes were slightly red, but they were somewhat covered by the flushed face, and the occasional smile showed his mood at the moment.

Seeing this scene, Chen Yufeng was a little emotional, and at the same time a little sad.

This moment really made his old father wait too long......

"It's great, if I were you, the next time I scored, I would definitely go to the stands to celebrate with my father."

Mahrez saw this scene with a little reminiscence, and walked over with a bitter smile, "My father died when I was fifteen years old. ”

"Since then I've redoubled down on my efforts and put everything I have into this green field."

'Finally, when I joined Leicester City, I played in the Premier League and became a well-known player.

"It's a pity he never saw it again."

Chen Yufeng turned his head to look at him, and judging from Mahrez's expression, he knew how much this matter hurt a player, or a man.

"So in a sense, your persistence is right, and some of them are lucky."

Mahrez sighed one last time, again with an unnatural smile.

'I've been thinking about that for a long time and hopefully the next goal will come soon.'

Chen Yufeng replied and patted Mahrez on the shoulder as a sign of comfort, "I also hope that your father can see your current performance in the sky." ”

Riyad Mahrez waved his hand and turned to walk away, joining the other players in thanking the fans in the other district.

Chen Yufeng came back to his senses, looked at the fanatical fans in front of him, remembered what they wanted, and set his eyes on Kante beside him.

N'Golo Kante has adapted to the British environment during this time, and his English has improved considerably, and he has just understood everything the fans are saying.

Seeing Chen Yufeng coming, he immediately said with some fear: "What are you going to do?" Don't mess around. ”

"? Slow down, slow down, I'm going to give it to the fans! ”

"Wait a minute! Shinji Okaki save me! ”

After about twenty seconds, Kante was standing alone next to him, revealing his dark tendons, looking a little weak.

Chen Yufeng also took off his jersey and threw it into the fan area.

"Ohhhhh......" The fan zone suddenly burst into cheers, and everyone began to grab it in the sky.

However, when two lucky people were the first to be dragged to the ground, the others still stopped early and did not fight again.

Even if there are some regrets in their hearts, at least they must have quality, and they can wait for the next opportunity.

This is a quality shared by most Englishmen who believe in gentlemanly manners, and even more so on the pitch.

"Hahaha, Kante, you are so miserable, why don't you dare to confront Yufeng?"

Shinji Oka came to Kante's side, touched Kante's tight back muscles, and teased.

As soon as he finished saying this, he saw Chen Yufeng suddenly turn his head and cast a somewhat gloomy gaze, as if he was looking at his jersey.

Okaki Shinji immediately shuddered, and the expression of the hippie smile disappeared in an instant, replaced by a look of fear and confusion.

This damn thing, it's really a jersey finisher......

He prayed in his heart that Chen Yufeng hadn't noticed him and didn't come over to make a move.

After all, he is still a little afraid of this tall and tall elder player.

"Hahaha, look at the way you look, and talk about me." Kante seized the opportunity to go back and smiled.

"Be careful, he's looking at your pants again." Okaki Shinji was alarmist again, and whispered a word, putting on a finished expression.

Kante quickly looked back in horror when he heard this, and at the same time lifted his pants, only to realize that he had been deceived after seeing that Chen Yufeng had already turned his head.

"I'm really going to give you a kick."

"Hahahaha......"

The two of them laughed and played again, so unhappy.

It's a good feeling to win.

…………

Leicester City's game did not make too many waves in English or European football.

They won six points in two games and temporarily ranked second in the standings with a goal difference, but at most they were looked at by others and sighed a word or two, and then there was nothing else.

No one thinks they'll be in this position for long, not even their own fans and players.

The odds of one to five thousand, the bookmaker dares to open, is sure that this will really not appear in this world.

They have the world's top mathematicians, so they won't let them really lose money.

And on 16 August, when Leicester City briefly came to this position near the top of the table, the famous bookmaker also provided a statistic to the media.

"As far as we know, the bookmaker's Leicester City title bet is 94,000 euros."

"With this algorithm, it is possible that all the betting markets in the whole world combined, and the bet on Leicester City to win the championship will not exceed 800,000 euros."

"This basically means that basically no one will bet on them, only those home fans in Leicester County will occasionally buy ten or dozens of euros to play."

In modern football, where hundreds of millions of euros or even billions of euros are often gambling, the bet amount of 800,000 is indeed a drop in the bucket, and it can't afford to make any waves.

It really means that basically no one presses them, but some people do the whole job with the mentality of playing and believing that God is coming.

After this news was issued, it once again received a certain amount of attention.

In addition to the ridicule from the media and fans, Sky Sports UK seems to want to whip the team to the death.

They are said to have found a 'legend' who had bet 5,000 euros on Leicester City to win the title, and wanted to ask him what was the right tendon for him, so they chose this team