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Chapter 12 Listing(1/2)

When Zhang Tiehan was very excited, Manchester United fans had already reacted.

A clean shot!

This goal rewritten the score to zero-two, and Manchester United gained two goals. Manchester United fans immediately cheered loudly, applauding in the stands, shouting the score, and they inquired about Zhang Tiehan's name everywhere.

In the last game, many Manchester United fans didn't care about Zhang Tiehan's goal, but this time it was another goal, and many people also paid attention to it.

"This young man did such a beautiful job! He reacted so quickly!" said a Manchester United fan.

The goal just now was indeed like this. C-Ronaldo shot, and the football hit the Wigan Athletics player's feet and bounced to that side. When they recalled, they found that it seemed that Zhang Tiehan had reacted immediately and found a position to score the ball.

It doesn't look anything, but it's incredible to think about it.

This young oriental man looked mumu, but he didn't expect that he would react so quickly. I have to say that he did a beautiful job!

Manchester United players on the court also celebrated.

This shot is clean and neat, and many people will praise it when they see it. The same is true for these Manchester United players. They are big-name stars, but they have to praise this goal.

"Zhang, beautifully done!"

"You scored again, Zhang, you are so awesome, why didn't I have a good chance..." Keane rubbed Zhang Tiehan's hair jealously.

"Zhang's reaction is still fast, if it is, I will definitely not be able to react." Fan Nie also said.

As a world-class striker, Van Nie's dominance in the penalty area is undoubtedly his words come from the heart. He imagined that even if he saw the opportunity, he would be very busy. Unexpectedly, Zhang Tiehan was so calm, as if he knew that football would roll over, and went forward and easily scored the ball.

"Your talent is really good." Fan Nie patted Zhang Tiehan on the shoulder.

This is a great deal from Fan Ni's mouth.

Zhang Tiehan knew what this meant. His goal-scoring ability was recognized by Van Nie. This was an amazing thing. Even if he experienced time travel and various magical things in his body, he was still a little fluttering.

At this moment, C-Ronaldo ran by and said in an inappropriate English language, "What's so great about it? Isn't it just a flaw..."

Zhang Tiehan didn't hear it very clearly. After thinking about it, he realized, "Ronaldo, are you jealous?"

C-Ronaldo immediately stopped, looked over hard, and said proudly, "I don't know what the understanding of you orientals and Europeans are different, but do you think I'm jealous of you? I'm a genius of Sporting Lisbon, and I'm also a star worth over 10 million at Manchester United. What do you make me jealous?"

"But it was me who scored the goal, not you." Zhang Tiehan said sarcastically, but with the expressionless dull look, it seemed that he was telling the truth sincerely.

C-Ronaldo was immediately angry and pushed him hard with both hands.

Zhang Tiehan also became angry. Although Ferguson asked him to tolerate it, he had a bottom line after all. If this guy didn't pass the ball to him, he could only say that his strength could not be faced with him. It didn't matter, but when he scored the goal, he still sarcastically sarcastically and even took action first.

Clay man also has three parts of earth!

Zhang Tiehan was not a person who suffered a loss. He was an ordinary young man in his previous life and did not have such noble character. He had long disliked C-Ronaldo. When he saw the other party taking action, he stretched out his foot and put it directly on the other party's belly.

"Is he? My patience is limited!"

C-Ronaldo was kicked so hard that he fell to the ground, his face turned red, and he couldn't say a word while holding his stomach on the grass.

Everyone in the court was shocked by this change.

Only Van Nie and Sylvester were standing beside Zhang Tiehan. They immediately grabbed Zhang Tiehan, leaving only C-Ronaldo lying on the grass, covering his stomach and feet hurting.

Zhang Tiehan was even more angry.

He pushed Van Nie and Sylvester away, pointed at C-Ronaldo and shouted, "You are still pretending? I don't use much force at all, you liar! liar!" The kick just now looked serious, but in fact, when he almost kicked the other party, he closed his strength, and it was no different from pushing C-Ronaldo with his hands.

This guy is pretending.

The others also ran over. They pulled Zhang Tiehan and asked the team doctor to check C-Ronaldo's injury. It was said that the injury was actually not serious at all, so the team doctor naturally couldn't find anything.

Coaches Ferguson and Clem also hurriedly ran over. Ferguson first checked C-Ronaldo, but didn't say much, then looked at Zhang Tiehan, with anger faintly on his lips.

"You go immediately, leave the court, and reflect on it!"

Zhang Tiehan gasped and pointed at C-Ronaldo in dissatisfaction, "Boss, he is pretending, I didn't use any force!"

Ferguson ignored it and pointed his finger off the field.

This is just a warm-up match. Of course, he has the right to let his players leave the stadium. Even the referee doesn't say anything, but just symbolically takes out a red card at Zhang Tiehan.

Zhang Tiehan looked at C-Ronaldo who was still pretending, then looked at Ferguson, and his teammates who were sympathetic to him around him, turned around and walked out of the court and returned to the locker room.

The game ended not long after.

Manchester United players also returned to the locker room one by one, including C-Ronaldo. When they walked in, they saw Zhang Tiehan sitting in the corner with his clothes changed.

Roy Keane, Scholes, Giggs and others came over to say a few words of comfort, and Zhang Tiehan responded with a smile.

Anyone can see that the smile is stiff.

Zhang Tiehan couldn't laugh at all. He knew he had caused trouble. He fought C-Ronaldo on the stadium in front of tens of thousands of fans and hundreds of reporters. This impact will be revealed by thinking about it.

But this is the other party’s first move!

He looked at C-Ronaldo and gritted his teeth, "Despicable villain!"

C-Ronaldo spoke at all, but didn't even look at it. He just took a shower and changed clothes and sorted out his own things normally, as if nothing had happened.

More than ten minutes later, Ferguson walked into the locker room.

No one spoke or spoke, they could see the gloom on Ferguson's face, which meant that his mood was extremely bad. No one wanted to touch the old Jazz's brow at this time, and the outcome would definitely not be good.

"Ronaldo, come with me." Ferguson pointed at C-Ronaldo and called him out, without even looking at Zhang Tiehan.

Zhang Tiehan suddenly had a bad premonition.

He still thought, 'Ferguson didn't call him, maybe nothing happened.' Soon he found that the other people looked at him, more or less sympathetic, especially the old men on the team, such as Giggs, Keane, Scholes, etc.

"Why do you think of me like this?" Zhang Tiehan asked uneasyly.

"Zhang." The good old man Scholes spoke.

Keane interrupted his words with a look, but Scholes shook his head and said to Keane, "Keane, let him know so that he can be mentally prepared."

"Just say anything directly. Even if I leave here, I can accept it." Zhang Tiehan said.

"That's good." Scholes breathed a sigh of relief, sat next to Zhang Tiehan, and said, "Zhang, I have been at Manchester United for many years. I know Mr. Ferguson very well. He is a strict coach and looks difficult to get along with, but whatever he says is for our own good."

Zhang Tiehan nodded, not quite understanding what he meant.

Scholes sighed, "In other words, Zhang, if Mr. Ferguson doesn't scold you, it's his opinion that you are not worth wasting your saliva..."

Zhang Tiehan was stunned, took a long breath and asked, "Paul, do you mean..."

Scholes nodded.

After hearing this, Zhang Tiehan sat there, pursing his lips, and didn't speak for a long time.

Scholes stood up and patted his shoulder with a smile, "Zhang, don't think too much, maybe I guessed wrong. No one can guess Mr. Ferguson's idea. You scored a goal today, maybe he thinks you have a bright future, and he may be patient in training you to become our big star next time."

Zhang Tiehan shook his head with a wry smile and shouted at Scholes, "Paul."

Scholes turned to look over.

"Thank you!" Zhang Tiehan said.

Scholes smiled.

...

He took the bus back to Manchester, and Zhang Tiehan never opened his mouth again.

Looking back on every bit of my time travel and in my memory, my ex-girlfriend's two years in Manchester, he feels that he has indeed fallen in love with Manchester and Manchester United.

If his goal is to become a big star when he first traveled through time, then he can now say to himself with certainty: "My goal is to become a big star at Manchester United!"

Manchester United, Manchester United.

Are you really going to leave here?

He didn't know what was waiting for him, but he really did nothing wrong. The one who insulted him was C-Ronaldo, and the one who took action was C-Ronaldo. He just couldn't help but breathe and hit him back slightly.

Ferguson only talked to C-Ronaldo, and didn't ask himself, what would that annoying Portuguese say?

Will he belittle himself? Twisting the process of things?

Yes, he will definitely.

Zhang Tiehan was a little unwilling to accept it, but he didn't know how to speak. He felt that he should talk to Ferguson, but was it really useful to talk to him? Judging from Ferguson's appearance, he didn't even want to pay attention to him.

What is waiting for yourself?

My mind was in a mess, and the bus had already driven into Manchester. Back in front of the Carrington training base, Ferguson directly let the team disband on the spot, then walked away.

Zhang Tiehan had dinner in a mess and was always worried about his own affairs.

Back to the apartment.

Fletcher's face was full of joy. It seemed that he didn't know what happened today. Zhang Tiehan was about to say something, but Fletcher laughed and said, "Zhang, I have good news. Do you want to listen?"

"Good news?" Zhang Tiehan was puzzled.

Fletcher said, "Haha, Mr. Ferguson informed me that I can go to the first team to train tomorrow! That is to say, from tomorrow, we will be teammates!"

Zhang Tiehan pursed his lips and said with a wry smile, "So, congratulations!"

"Thank you!" Fletcher looked over strangely and asked, "Zhang, what happened? Why do you seem unhappy? We will be teammates tomorrow. We can train together and participate in the English Premier League together. That's amazing!"

"Okay, I understand. Congratulations!"
To be continued...
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