A sliding tackle at the beginning, I am a star in Great Britain

Chapter 62 Lampard's magic lamp is always on?Sir Alex Ferguson: I refuse!

"Assists a hat-trick!
"Wang Shen completed a hat-trick of assists in the first start of his career.

"Although I haven't checked the record for the youngest assist hat-trick in the Premier League.

"But at Wang Shen's age, this record will definitely be broken..."

Martin Taylor was incoherent, and Alan Smith was diligently looking for information.

Careless, they are really careless!
But who would have thought.

Wang Shenneng completed a hat-trick of assists in his first start!
And Wang Shen, who had just finished the celebration, also got a prompt from the system at this time:

【Ding! 】

[The host broke the Premier League's youngest assist hat-trick record at the age of 16 years and 277 days, and won the Premier League superstar skills lottery ticket*1]

[Whether to use Premier League superstar lottery ticket*1]

【whether】

"Yes!"

Without hesitation to make a choice, Wang Shen returned to the court and stood in the midfielder position.

This time he is really not going to go to the frontcourt anymore.

Not to mention that the physical strength can't keep up, it is estimated that the Tottenham players hate themselves to death.

He doesn't want to get injured.

There was not much time left in the game, and the referee blew the whistle for the end of the first half soon after.

Following his teammates into the locker room, Sir Alex Ferguson directly told Wang Shen that he was going to be replaced.

"Okay, boss!"

Wang Shen had no complaints.

After all, assisting a hat-trick has already made him very satisfied.

Just then, a familiar voice sounded in my ear:

"This year, the magic lamp that has illuminated Stamford Bridge and even English football for decades has also temporarily extinguished his light..."

With just one sentence, Wang Shen knew who it was.

The magic lamp of Stamford Bridge and England, who else but Lampard?

Sure enough, Lampard's name appeared in the next sentence.

"Lampard has always been the name that Blue Bridge never wants to say goodbye to because of his strong character.

"164 consecutive appearances in the Premier League, using flesh and blood to interpret the loyal and brave blue soul.

"I don't want to say goodbye because he is invincible, 221 goals write his immortal master legend.

"With Lampard, you don't have to worry about a lack of belief, determination and grit on the pitch.

"He was with the team on rainy nights in Moscow.

"In the name of faith in the name of belief in the adversity of Munich, I also staged a desperate situation..."

This time Wang Shen didn't skip the screen, anyway he had enough time to watch it.

Soon the intermission was over and the players re-entered the court.

Wang Shen sat on the bench, next to Giggs.

The screen in the system continued to play, and the highlights of Lampard's career flashed in front of him from time to time.

"King, the boss is calling for you."

Suddenly Ziggs' voice came from next to his ear, pulling Wang Shen's attention out of the system.

Idea click to skip.

He raised his head, and sure enough, he saw the old man waving to him.

【Ding! 】

[The host obtains the superstar skill of the Premier League: Lampard's magic lamp is always on]

[Skill introduction: During the scramble or confrontation, there is a certain chance to trigger Lampard's magic lamp to stay on]

[Compensation [-]: High coldness, never out of date! 】

[Compensation [-]: Life is endless, fighting is endless! 】

"Um?!"

Wang Shen, who was about to get up and walk towards the old lord, was stunned for a moment.

He pretended to put on a sweater, but actually looked at the system panel.

'Scrambling or physical confrontation... Could it be related to the ability to resist injuries? '

This guess made Wang Shen very excited.

There is no way, the system does not guarantee health, he can only hope for skills.

As for why I look forward to this ability so much...

Look at how many talents on the football field have fallen due to injuries!

Kaka, Owen, Gago, Rossi, Diaby, Cisse...

Some of them kicked out and suppressed an era, and some ended their careers just after they emerged.

And no matter which one, it is full of tragedy.

Is Baggio sad?
Tragedy!

But compared to those who have to leave the field, his honor is really enviable.

'The two compensations are also good, the former is not bad, but the latter is a good thing that can enhance the competitiveness.

"However, Lampard's competitive spirit is a bit like a backstab..."

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Wang Shen, who was wearing a sweater, came to the side of the old man.

"Boss, what do you want from me?" Wang Shen stepped forward and asked.

"Tell you about the changes in the game, which is much better than watching replays to teach."

Wang Shen was overjoyed by the old man's words.

This is a rare opportunity.

You must know that the old man is very serious during the game, and he rarely slips away.

It is estimated that this game has already established the tone of victory, so he did this.

"What did we see?
"Sir Ferguson is leading Wang Shen to point and point at the sidelines, but Wang Shen has no chance to play anymore?"

Along with the camera to the sidelines, Martin Taylor's voice was full of doubts.

But soon he thought of a possibility, and couldn't help but say it.

"Is Sir Alex Ferguson teaching Wang Shen how to play football?
"Yes, this possibility is extremely high. Not long ago, the Manchester Evening News reported that Jazz teaches every day..."

Martin Taylor's words caused a burst of surprise from the fans in front of the TV.

This old lord dotes on Wang Shen too much, doesn't he?

But think about it the other way around.

Produced by his own youth training, he has played several good games at a young age.

If they are the manager of Manchester United.

Could they not be as devoted to training as Sir Alex Ferguson?

The answer, of course, is definitely to cultivate!

So soon, everyone accepted this reality.

Only Manchester United fans have more complicated emotions than ordinary fans.

Class Ninety Two!
Every Manchester United fan knows that.

Even among the current Manchester United players, there are still veterans from Class [-].

But Manchester United no longer has such a blowout genius!
But watching the old and the young pointing on the sidelines.

It still makes Manchester United fans think a lot unconsciously.

Warmth, inheritance, Red Devil spirit...

An ordinary league game was given a special meaning in an instant.

And the cameras of the media people kept pointing at the two people on the sidelines.

"Modric played really well."

Originally, Sir Alex Ferguson had been using Scholes, who came off the bench, to educate him.

But Wang Shen kept bringing the topic to the magic flute.

Then the old man took the magic flute to analyze it for a while, and finally came up with the above sentence.

"Then boss, how about buying him?"

Wang Shen's eyes lit up, and he expressed his true thoughts.

"Buy him?"

The old man was taken aback for a moment, and was silent for a while after thinking.

During this period, Wang Shen saw heartbeat from his face, but it disappeared soon.

"I reject."

Sir Ferguson said seriously.

"why?"

Wang Shen asked puzzledly.

"There are many reasons. First, Tottenham don't like to sell people to us. Second, it involves the complexity of the transfer. Finally..."

Sir Ferguson turned his head to look at Wang Shen, and suddenly smiled.

"That's not good for you."

"What's wrong with me?" Wang Shen asked suspiciously.

"When he comes, Scholes will be on the bench."

Sir Ferguson explained slowly.

"I'm sure Scholes is willing to give you time off the bench, but are you willing to always play on the bench?"

"This... can't we coexist?"

Wang Shen glanced at Carrick on the field, then looked at the old man and asked.

"It's hard, the dual core will make the team's style unstable, and both you and him still need to be cultivated, unless..."

Sir Ferguson turned his head and looked at Wang Shen, "Are you willing to fix yourself in the midfielder position?"

Sir Ferguson's question left Wang Shen speechless.

Of course he doesn't want to die in the midfielder position.

His heart has always been in the middle of the midfield.

"So football is not a game of putting all the good players in one team."

Sir Alex looked at the court again.

"You have to think about their suitability, but also about their character.

"Even taking into account their salary, connections, family factors, etc..."

Wang Shen listened carefully, but the old man suddenly stopped.

"Damn it, learn how to play football, you are still far away from being a coach."

Facing the old lord who suddenly changed his face, Wang Shen looked innocent!
The words are what you want to say, not what I asked.

You stubborn old man, why are you losing your temper with me?
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