Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 35 The First Fan

Mo Fei raised his head to the sky and roared wildly, and waved his arms fiercely towards the sky.The goal was so fucking cool, no matter whether it was a dribble or a shot, I was very satisfied, and there was a hearty feeling.He closed his eyes, quietly letting the breeze blow his long hair on his forehead, and stood quietly.The whole world seemed to be windy and he stood still, completely quiet.He likes this feeling, the peace after this passion!The feeling of waiting in the silence until the cheers break out!
Mo Fei opened his arms, turned around, and waited for his teammates to come forward to hug him and celebrate the goal together.No matter who saw such a wonderful goal, they would involuntarily express their sincere admiration from the bottom of their hearts.He believes his teammates will be no exception.But the expected cheers did not sound.Mo Fei opened his eyes in amazement, but what caught his eyes was the demented expressions of his teammates standing in place.

what happened?Is there any problem with this goal?

Could it be that he scanned every teammate who was standing there with puzzled eyes, but didn't answer him with any words.He had no choice but to turn his questioning gaze to Chu Zhongtian who was watching from the outside.

Chu Zhongtian was also in great shock at the moment.He knew that Mo Fei was very talented and powerful, but he didn't expect that his strength improved so fast, which made people stunned!To be honest, it's not like he hasn't seen the "one-stop service" of scoring a successful goal with several people in a row. He has seen countless wonderful goals that can be called classics in his life, and they are no worse than Mo Fei's goal.However, now is not the era when Manadona's defensive players who have played five consecutive players in the World Cup will only stand up. This goal can be seen to be very precious.Of course, this is just an intra-team match, and the players naturally did not give full play to their strengths, so this goal also has factors of player carelessness, but even so, who can say that it was all due to it?Who knew how many layers of strength he had used!Well, looking at it from another angle, even if Mo Fei is doing his best, based on his strength and competitive state, it is definitely possible for him to occupy a place in the main lineup!
What made Chu Zhongtian even more gratified was that Mo Fei's excellent combination of human and ball, as well as the combination of gorgeous and practical movements displayed during the breakthrough process made him involuntarily give a thumbs up in his heart.The finishing touch of the whole goal is the last shot. Facing the attacking goalkeeper, he is calm and calm, and pierces the opponent's goal with a very spiritual and skillful shot.

"It seems that the special training given to him is quite effective." Facing Mo Fei's questioning eyes, Chu Zhongtian sorted out his thoughts a little bit, with a gratified smile on his face, lightly clapped his palms, and expressed his gratitude to Mo Fei. The other party expressed encouragement.At the end, I added a sentence from the bottom of my heart, "Boy, you really didn't disappoint me!"

Seeing Chu Zhongtian's smiling face, could it be that he also smiled happily.Although he didn't know why his teammates were in a daze, as long as he was affirmed by the director Chu who admired him, his heart was still full of accomplishment and satisfaction.Could it be that he didn't expect that the teammates who had recovered from their shock had already rushed towards him. At the moment when he was stunned, the teammates pushed him to the ground again, and pressed him hard.

"Damn it, come again! Help!" Mo Fei yelled, but the response he got was that his teammates squeezed harder.

"You boy, bull B!"

"This goal is so fucking beautiful! Ronaldo is possessed!"

"Brother Fei, you are my idol, woo woo woo, you are so handsome!"

Everyone tormented Mo Fei, who was pushed down at the bottom, to their heart's content. As for someone's screams, they were automatically ignored by everyone.

At this time, there was a burst of cheers outside the stadium!
"Wow, that kid's bicycle was really beautiful just now!"

"And that ox tail swing! Did you see it? Did you see it? It's Xiao Luo's possession!"

"Fuck your mother, is Xiao Luo as handsome as this young man? With his virtue, how can he compare with our handsome young man? By the way, what is this young man's name?"

"When did we come to Quanxing with such a superb player! This goal is really beautiful!"

The fans cheered one after another and lasted for a long time.They are all die-hard fans who often come here to watch the team's training, and they are very familiar with every face of the team.Unexpectedly, a young man with an unfamiliar face today brought them endless surprises.They may not be able to see more things implied from this goal, but they know that it is amazing to pass several people in a row at a fast speed, and then succeed in lobbing!If this doesn't count as strong strength, then what else counts as good strength?
Huaxia's football sucks, but Huaxia's fans are the cutest fans in the world.They support their beloved team as always, even if what they get back is just sadness and disappointment again and again, but they never give up.And Quanxing fans are representatives of fans across the country. No matter Quanxing's glory or trough, they always maintain this love and never leave.What they want is actually very simple, no matter whether they win or lose, as long as they try their best, they can satisfy their hearts.This is such a beautiful goal, they deserve to cheer for it, applaud for it.They are sincerely happy that such an outstanding player can emerge from their team!
Mo Fei, who finally struggled out of the crowd, naturally heard the cheers and applause from outside the arena like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.Of course he understands that this is the encouragement and praise given to him by the lovely fans.Looking at the sincere smiles of the fans, a sense of satisfaction arises spontaneously.With a bright smile on his face, he waved his hands vigorously towards the fans, ignoring the messy clothes and hair messed up by his teammates.

"Why does this guy look so silly? But it feels good!"

"Boy, well done! Come on!"

"Keep up, all our fans support you!"

Seeing Mo Fei's disheveled hair and a simple and honest smile on his face, the fans developed a lot of affection for this shy player, and the cheers became even louder.

Seeing this scene, could it be that the smile on his face became even brighter.These lovely fans!Once upon a time, I was also one of them, cheering for the players I liked, but I didn't expect that I would also be on the stage where everyone cheered.The tide of cheers made him very happy, but he was not proud. He knew that he had the hard-won opportunity to gallop on the green field, and he still had a long way to go before success.Now, just start.All this will only make him cherish and work harder.

"I will not let you down, let alone myself!" Looking at the fans who were still cheering for him, Mo Fei silently swears in his heart!

Looking at this scene, Chu Zhongtian smiled even more happily: Boy, you have passed my test!Your stage is about to open, are you ready?

In this intra-team match, there was no further disturbance in the last few minutes. Relying on Mo Fei's one pass and one shot, and an excellent performance of an indirect assist, the main team wearing the yellow vests defeated the red team 3-0.

After the game, Chu Zhongtian gave a few instructions and announced the disbandment of the team.

Mo Fei and a few teammates laughed and fought for a while, then packed up his luggage, threw the big backpack on his back, and prepared to go back to the dormitory.He had to go back and take a shower quickly, and he felt uncomfortable with the sweat sticking to his body.

There are already many players around the railings of the stadium, all of whom are members of the first team.They are sending their autographs to the fans who come to watch the team's training.The fans who come to watch are always happy to get the autograph of their favorite players. Of course, most of the requests are for the first team players. As for the other echelons, hey, who knows who you are?In this regard, Mo Fei has long been commonplace.Could it be that he just glanced in that direction, seeing the proud smiles of the players and the satisfied expressions of the fans, but he didn't care much, and there will always be a day like that.

I said hello to a few teammates who were still signing autographs for the fans. Could it be that they didn't stop and walked away.Suddenly, a slightly old voice came from beside him.

"Hey boy, sign me up!"

Could it be that he turned his head in surprise, only to see a gray-haired, stooped old man in a Quanxing yellow jersey smiling at him.Could it be that he was a little bit astonished, such an old fan?No!But do you still understand the due manners, smiled at the old man, and said,

"Master, are you calling me?"

Seeing Mo Fei's expression, the old man was not happy, his eyes widened, and his voice was as loud as a bell, "Stinky boy, don't look at my age, but I still have a young heart full of passion! Back then I You were still wearing crotch pants when you were shouting for Quanxing!" Speaking of this, the old man was full of complacency.

Hearing these words, could it be that a few black lines suddenly appeared on his forehead, this old fan really is. . ...Could it be that I couldn't find any words to describe it for a while, and was suddenly speechless.Huaxia's professional league has only been in existence for about 20 years. It is true that he is still wearing crotch pants when watching the game, but... I am really speechless, but I heard that the other party has been playing for decades. Supporting Quanxing is also awe-inspiring.

"I said, what are you still doing in a daze! Quickly, sign for me, and I will go home to hold my grandson later!" Seeing Mo Fei's stupid look, the old man yelled again, "But you Boy, that goal just now was really fucking beautiful, yes, I like you, come on!"

"Oh, oh, good." Mo Fei nodded in astonishment, hurriedly took the small notebook and pen handed over by the other party, and quickly wrote his name on it.

"Could it be, um, the name is good, but the handwriting is a bit ugly. Alright, I'm leaving, young man, keep working hard!" After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, then turned and left on his own.

Could it be a little silly, this, this is the end?This counts as my first fan?Aren't the stars always arrogant when signing autographs?But why do I feel helpless?

Could it be that looking at the back that was gradually going away, he shook his head helplessly.But with your own fans, this is a happy thing anyway, right?

Well, I also have my own fans.

Could it be that he comforted himself, stopped staying, and walked quickly towards the dormitory.

(End of this chapter)