Football: The national football team was expelled and rewarded with a long-range goal card

"Goooooal!!!"

"Lore! Lore!"

"An Lan scored the crucial goal and defeated Werder Bremen at the last moment!"

"At this moment, they are the king of the Europa League!"

"We can always believe in him. This 18-year-old boy has created his own miracle in just one season!"

"I can now proudly say that I have not experienced the era when Pele and Maradona played football."

"But in my era, An Lan is the best in the world!"

May 21

Europa League final.

In the last seconds of stoppage time for Wolfsburg, An Lan scored a goal and defeated Werder Bremen.

The score was 3 to 2!

In this game, An Lan scored a hat trick again.

He dominated the game alone and won the second European championship.

At the same time, it was also the second championship in Wolfsburg's history.

When the plane of Wolfsburg landed on the land of Wolfsburg and the players walked out of the airport.

Although it was early in the morning, there were still thousands of fans gathered outside the airport.

They held up banners to welcome the heroes in their hearts!

[Anlan, the eternal Wolf King! ]

[Wolfsburg Trident, men who create miracles! ]

[Misimovic, the engine of the super striker! ]

[The green whirlwind swept across Europe, it came from Wolfsburg! ]

"Anlan! Anlan!"

"Grafite, this is my mobile number, please contact me!"

"Misimovic, I can do anything for you!"

"Dzeko, use the power of your header to hit me hard!"

"Benaglio, I want to see if your hands are so flexible!"

"Anlan, I can do anything for you!"

"..."

Faced with the enthusiasm of the fans, Wolfsburg could only reasonably guide the crowd while sending players to sign for the fans.

Although they were very tired after the game and tired from the journey.

But all the Wolfsburg players were full of energy.

After all, who would not be satisfied with having such a group of fans like them?

It took half an hour.

When everyone returned to the bus and looked at each other, everyone burst into laughter.

It turned out that each of them was touched more or less when signing.

Like An Lan, Dzeko and others, their faces and clothes were covered with lipstick marks.

Young player Eswein even lost one of his shoes!

Even Magath, the old man, smells of perfume.

An Lan visited the fan community of the Tank Country.

It has to be said that Magath is still a habit of many foreign fans.

Although he is a little old, he is wise, mature, steady and intelligent!

Ahem, these are all said by fans who like him.

I don’t know if they really like this kind of spiritual love, or Magath’s little money.

After all, if Magath wins the German Cup, he will be a veritable champion coach.

No matter which team he coaches next season, his salary will be the top one among the head coaches.

When they arrived at the club, they went straight to the meeting room for a meeting without even cleaning up.

Magath saw that everyone was there and simply said, "To make a long story short, we won the Europa League. Congratulations everyone!"

Pa pa pa pa pa pa!

The whole room was filled with applause and cheers.

Half a minute later, Magath raised his hand and pressed it, and continued: "Our journey is not over yet!"

"The German Cup final in 10 days will be the final challenge!"

"Although we have created Wolfsburg's history now, history should not stop here."

"To be honest, this may be the most glorious moment in the careers of some of you."

"Who can guarantee that we can win the treble in a season?"

"Create miracles and write legends."

"We are!"

Everyone: "Wolfsburg!"

Magath: "Wolfsburg!"

Everyone: "Must win!"

"Good!"

Magath waved his hand, "Disband on the spot, have a holiday tomorrow, and train normally the day after tomorrow!"

......

That night

An Lan had a very long dream.

In the dream, he was omnipotent, which was more exaggerated than reality.

He won all the individual awards and won all the competitions he participated in.

He became the world's number one star and the best player every year.

At the end of his career, at an awards ceremony, a reporter interviewed him.

"An Lan, you have dominated the football world for 13 years. Do you think you are the third generation of football king?"

In the dream, An Lan grinned and laughed until tears came out.

The flash kept flashing.

He pointed at himself and said sadly: "Have you ever seen a national team that has never entered the World Cup finals?The king of football? Ah? Hahahahaha!"

"I'm not the king of football, I'm just a... loser!"

Instantly, pain swept through An Lan's brain!

"No! I'm not a loser!"

"No!!!!"

An Lan woke up from his dream with a thud.

He gasped heavily and woke up Ma Shufan beside him.

"An Lan, what's wrong with you?"

Ma Shufan asked with a worried look on his face: "Is the pressure too great? Don't be afraid, I'm by your side."

She handed the cup of water to An Lan, and after the latter drank it, Ma Shufan put An Lan's head on his lap.

"Don't be too stressed, don't push yourself too hard. "

Ma Shufan gently patted An Lan's back, as if comforting a child who had a nightmare.

An Lan gradually calmed down after realizing that he had just dreamed.

But whenever he thought of himself in the dream, his heart was broken.

In the dream, he became the best in football and dominated for more than ten years.

But he failed to change the national football team!

He couldn't accept it!

The air fell into silence.

After a long time, An Lan's voice sounded again.

Ma Shufan breathed a sigh of relief, and she gently helped An Lan Back to the pillow.

Seeing his frowning brows in his sleep, Ma Shufan reached out and gently touched them, trying to smooth them out.

At this moment, she wanted to do something.

But when she thought that she was just an unknown host, she could only sigh dejectedly.

......

The sun was rising.

When An Lan woke up, neither Ma Shufan mentioned what happened in the early hours of last night.

Today, he took Ma Shufan out to play for a day.

Usually, he was either training or competing, so he could only spend a week with Ma Shufan. One day.

Besides commentating games with Duan Xuan and Tao Wei, Ma Shufan had nothing else to do in Tank Country.

After a few months, she didn't even have any friends except the wives of married players in a few teams!

An Lan had some revenge spending today.

He took Ma Shufan shopping all the way, and he didn't even frown when swiping the card.

Passersby saw them and came up to take photos and ask for autographs.

An Lan accepted everyone who came, and these fans later felt embarrassed and stopped.

They just gathered outside, Encourage An Lan to cheer for the German Cup final and win the triple crown.

An Lan smiled and nodded in agreement, full of confidence!

Ma Shufan snuggled up to him like a good girl.

The two spent the day like this.

At night, An Lan was still the same as usual.

But Ma Shufan couldn't help it.

She pulled An Lan, pushed him to the sofa, and then sat directly on him.

Holding An Lan's face, Ma Shufan said: "We are lovers. If you treat me as your partner, you can tell me anything!"

An Lan was stunned and wanted to laugh, but when he saw Ma Shufan's serious expression, he was silent.

After a long time

Finally, there is someone in this world who knows his plan!