Football: Signing in at the beginning is a reactionary kick and a quick shot

Chapter 282

Carrington Training Base.

Chen Huan came to the base to change clothes and train in advance as usual, but unlike usual, many first-team players came to the base in advance today.

"You didn't sleep well last night?" Chen Huan pointed to Luo Huo's dark circles.

Roho snorted, "It's not just that I didn't sleep well, I turned over and over all night, and I felt like I hadn't slept all night." Many

players in the dressing room responded to Rojo's words.

"Is it excitement or nervousness?" Rooney asked.

"Excited... No, no, no, there's a little bit of nervousness, you know, Chelsea is a difficult opponent. Roho replied honestly.

Rooney patted Rojo on the shoulder, then smiled and said to everyone: "Calm down, we have beaten Chelsea once, we can beat them a second time. Grab the championship trophy, after the holidays, everyone brings their girlfriends to my house for a drink, and I keep it for you to drink.

"Oh – the captain is so handsome!"

"It seems that this championship has to be won!"

'Chelsea, get ready to face our iron fist.'

Manchester United's boys were screaming excitedly, and their tension and anxiety seemed to ease somewhat.

"Chen," Rooney noticed Chen Huan, who had always been calm, "aren't you nervous or excited?

Chen Huan said with a smile: "There are some, but I am not used to expressing them, because exporting my emotions to others will cause trouble for others, which is a habit of our dragon country people, we call it implicit."

Rooney didn't understand Chen Huan's words, but felt that these words were very philosophical, Rooney patted Chen Huan's shoulder and said, "Good." "

After the players were dressed, they had a recovery training under the guidance of the coaches.

"The players don't look like we need to remind them, they will consciously keep their breath." Davis, holding the tablet, said.

Van Gaal nodded slightly, staring at the players' training in silence before speaking: "I need all kinds of information from Chelsea this season, the more detailed the better. "

Understood."

......

"In the early hours of last night, Manchester United beat Hull City 2-1 in the penultimate round of the Premier League, and in this game, Manchester United's Dragon Nation player Chen Huan gave a perfect score of one goal and one assist, and was also voted the best player of the game after the game. The victory also marks the final battle between Manchester United and Jose Mourinho's Chelsea in the final round of the league, with the winner taking away the glory of this season's Premier League title. "

Dragon Kingdom. The hostess of the morning news of Yang 1 smiled and played this sports news: "Dragon Country player Chen Huan has scored a total of 37 goals for Manchester United this season, it is his goal after goal that ensures Manchester United's competitiveness for the league championship, we are here to cheer for Chen Huan, cheer for Manchester United, if Chen Huan can lift the Premier League trophy, it will be the first Dragon Country player in the history of Dragon Country football to hold the Premier League championship trophy..."

Chen Huan's mother turned the voice of the news to the loudest, This caused Father Chen to show a look of disgust.

"It's so loud and not noisy."

Mother Chen said with a smile: "It's not noisy, I just love to watch Xiaohuan's news, and it's best to let the neighbors hear how good our family Xiaohuan is." "

Shame." Father Chen said in disgust, and a smile appeared on his face.

Although Chen Huan has not had time to return to China to see them during this time, the huge living expenses are called on time every month, and the amount makes the old couple surprised and happy.

Mother Chen, who has always been in poor health, has also improved greatly during this time, and the only regret of the old couple is that they cannot see Chen Huan often.

"Ding—" The phone rang.

Father Chen picked up the phone, listened to it for a while, and said with a smile: "No problem, good, good, I'll be on time at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, goodbye." "

Going out in the afternoon, what's going on?"

Father Chen put the phone away with a smile, "It's nothing, a primary school invited me to give a speech."

"Look what you can, there are no two taels of ink in your stomach."

"Professional counterpart," Father Chen proudly put his legs on the coffee table, "the theme is how to cultivate an excellent football player."

"Look, what you can borrow is the light of your son." Mother Chen scolded with a smile, but her heart was also happy.

"Go and sort out a few signed jerseys that my son gave us, and I'll give them a few when the speech is over."

......

"We need more fan seats," said Manchester United, the top floor of the club's management building, where the team owner. Sigill held the receiver and continued to growl: "You must respect the Manchester United fans! "

There are so many seats at Stamford Bridge, it would be nice for Abu to set aside 5,000 seats for the away fans, damn it, do you think Chelsea fans will give up going to a game like this?" Dean, president of the English Football Federation, was also roaring.

"No, we need more seats reserved for Manchester United fans, which we deserve. If you don't agree, I think I'll have a way to surprise you, Dean. Jill said sadly.

"Alas—" After a long sigh, Dean scolded, "Bastards who deserve hell, 6,000 seats for away fans, but only scattered in different areas. "

“7000。"

"You damn it," Dean scolded angrily, "I promise, but you'd better be honest, if something goes wrong in this game, you'll go to Satan with Manchester United!" The

phone was immediately hung up.

"Take it..." Jill was not angry at the fact that he was rudely hung up, he whistled happily, and then dialed the propaganda department again.

'Please make an announcement that in the final round of the Premier League, Manchester United and Chelsea at Stamford Bridge, the club has secured 7,000 away seats for the fans, and the team sincerely hopes that their fans will be there to cheer for the team.

Gills wanted to talk to manager Louis van Gaal again, but stopped when he was ready to press the dial button.

'Still don't put pressure on the manager, he's my man, now I just have to trust him.'

Jill thought so and put his legs on his desk, but he didn't even last a minute before he stood up and grabbed the phone and dialed Van Gaal's phone.

'Take Chelsea, I'm not kidding you anymore, we have to ask for a Premier League trophy to show the results of our rebuilding phase! If you can't bring him home, then don't appear in front of me again, I'm not kidding you! "