"beep--!"
"The referee blew the whistle at the end of the game. Congratulations to Schalke 04. They fought back after falling behind 0-2 and finally defeated their opponent. Everyone on the team is a hero, but the most impressive thing is The most impressive ones are undoubtedly Yang Feng, who helped the team tie and overtake, and Raul, who assisted twice and made a penalty kick. They are the youngest and oldest players in this team respectively. They have just started their careers, and one has entered the end of his career, but they each used their vigor and professional attitude to give us a gorgeous performance..."
"This is Yang Feng's fourth and fifth Europa League goals. He is currently ranked third among the Europa League scorers, second only to his teammate Huntelaar and last season's Europa League goals. Top scorer Falcao.”
Stevens smiled and shook hands with the frosty McLaren, and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, McLaren did not let go of his hand, but said coldly: "Maybe you should teach you a lesson." Players, at least let him learn what it means to be polite."
Stevens thought he heard wrongly, and his face immediately turned cold, "You? A loser teaching me how to do things?"
McLaren was choked and speechless.
"You scored a reversal goal in a key game and gained 3 points. Current points: 11."
Yang Feng looked at the points and then at the schedule.
There are 9 league games left this season. If the Europa League can reach the final, there will be 5 Europa League games left, totaling 14 games.
The most important thing, apart from the Europa League final, is the Ruhr derby with Dortmund in the penultimate round of the league.
He feels that with his current strength, he can compete with teams like Twente and Hamburg. A combination of luck, unfamiliarity with the opponents, etc., makes it easy for him to become a hot spot, but once he encounters Strong teams like Bayern, Dortmund, and Atletico Madrid were starting to struggle, so they decided to save points and start collecting blue cards to improve their strength.
On the other side, Martin Ferguson, who walked out of the stadium, began to pay attention to Manchester United's game.
The news that arrived was not pretty.
"Atletico Bilbao incredibly defeated the powerful Manchester United. Llorente took the lead and De Marcos expanded the score. Although Rooney pulled one back, Manchester United still suffered a double kill and was eliminated with a total score of 3 to 5. This is the first time in the past seven years that Ferguson’s team has suffered three consecutive defeats in European competitions!”
Okay, lost...
He estimated the time and took out his cell phone to call Ferguson.
Although the other party may not answer the call, and Manchester United lost and were eliminated, Ferguson must not be in a good mood. He may be scolded for this call, but he cannot afford to waste a second.
After this game, Schalke 04 will definitely try to renew Yang Feng's contract as soon as possible at all costs. He has to meet with Yang Feng's agent before then, but all this requires the approval of the grumpy old brother.
Thankfully, although the wait was a bit long, Ferguson answered the call.
"Martin, instead of wasting calls to comfort me, why don't you open your eyes wide and find me a reliable striker." Probably because it was his younger brother on the other end of the phone, Ferguson made no secret of his exhaustion. The voice sounded a little soft, which reminded Martin that his brother was already 71 years old.
Martin got straight to the point and said: "Just for your striker, I changed my mind. That Chinese guy, maybe we should take him to Old Trafford."
As soon as he heard the word "Chinese", Ferguson frowned, obviously still remembering his experience of overturning on these three words, "That's not what you said last time, and I remember you said you were going to Check out Royce.”
"Yes, but I changed my mind. Yang Feng is the player you need most. Believe me, for a moment, I thought I saw Cristiano."
"Screw you," Ferguson said, "That's what you scouts are like, new Messi, new Kaka, new Ronaldo all day long, but look what you brought back to me."
"This is different..."
"I know, everyone is different! Everyone is special! Everyone is a genius!" Ferguson vented his emotions before slowly calming down, and finally chose to trust his brother's judgment.
No one knows better than him how many surprises his younger brother has brought to him, and he hopes this time will be no exception.
"Then bring him back, you know how to deal with those greedy agents, don't let me down," Ferguson said, "Okay, I'm going to attend that shit post-game press conference, damn, I'm afraid I can't help but spit in the faces of those Spanish reporters..."
"Done!"
Martin snapped his fingers and immediately turned to Struth's phone number.
"Hello, Mr. Walker, I am Ferguson, no, no, no, Martin Ferguson... Very good, it seems you know me, that will be easy... If it is convenient for you now, I would like to meet you Face to face... Yes, right now, I am in Germany, to be more precise, I am in Gerkisenchen... Yes, of course it is for Yang... Okay, give me twenty, no, fifteen minutes , I'll be there soon..."
Struth, who was on the other end of the phone, smiled broadly and drove to the place agreed with Martin. He continued to ignore Helter's calls along the way, and then met with Martin. After the conversation, he went directly to Yang Feng's house.
He did not play tricks like deliberately leaking the information to reporters, but he also did not deliberately hide it. He believed that the powerful German media and Helter would definitely receive the information.
Manchester United is interested in my player? Hmm, it feels pretty good.
"Ferguson?" Yang Feng poured him a glass of water and asked curiously, "Where did he suddenly appear from?"
"I should have watched the game live," Struss took it but didn't drink. "This is an opportunity, Yang. The whole world knows that Manchester United is short of a forward... You don't seem very interested? Boy, that's Manchester United and Ferguson."
"I know." Yang Feng frowned and recalled it carefully.
If I remember correctly, Ferguson seemed to have retired within a year or two.
What if he joins Manchester United at the end of the season and takes half to a season to establish himself, just in time for Sir Alex Ferguson's farewell ceremony?
Manchester United with Ferguson is the Red Devils, but what is Manchester United without Ferguson?
So... what is the difference between joining Manchester United now and joining Grassland in 2014?
"Don't you want to listen to the treatment? Don't worry, Manchester United has money, and even if the treatment is a little worse, I still recommend you to join Manchester United. I know that wealthy clubs are not suitable for young people to grow up, but Manchester United, or Ferguson, is different. I think he can use it. Well, um, it’s not a professional analysis, it’s just an intuition.”
Yang Feng sighed: "It's a pity that the time is wrong."
As a player, missing out on a dynasty is indeed a great regret in your career.
You gave birth to me before you were born, but I gave birth to you and you are already old?
Ugh, so disgusting.
