When Lord Ferguson heard his old friend Professor Wenger's words, he immediately shook his head and smiled noncommittally.

In his opinion....

An Asian player, or even a Shenzhou player known as the "football desert"....

To be the key player in deciding who will be the champion of the League One half is very ridiculous, even a little ridiculous.

This is almost equivalent to treating a dead horse as a living horse, spreading both hands and leaving everything to fate.

However, what made Ferguson curious was that the face of his old friend Wenger was not frustrated or angry at this time, but smiled, not at all like helpless.

"Could it be... Su Fan really has the ability to turn the tide under such a predicament of their team?

Thinking of this, Ferguson immediately shook his head and secretly thought in his heart: "Impossible!

"Even if Su Fan still has the advantages of physique and physical fitness, the ability of his teammates is seriously delayed."

"And there is not much time left, even if we don't need to attack again, we can still win this game!"

"What's more, the situation on the field is still dominated by us!"

Thinking of this, Ferguson regained a confident smile on his face, feeling that his old friend was mostly bluffing, but in fact, he was panicked in his heart, and he was not worried.

At the same time.

After Zhan Jun saw Professor Wen come to the coach's dugout, the skills and tactics of the Arsenal second-team team on the field were gradually changing, and then he came to the spirit and took the right to speak:

"Although the players of the two teams have not been able to break through the opponent's door and rewrite the score on the field in the past ten minutes, Su Fan has made obvious adjustments in terms of technique and tactics."

"First of all, the defensive midfielder who has just come off the bench has significantly strengthened the interception level of the team's midfield, reducing the consumption and pressure of Su Fan's frequent retreat into the box."

"The second is to strengthen the attack on the wing of the front, rather than leaving Su Fan alone in front, thereby enhancing the possession after the tackle, as well as the choice of shots."

"Finally, when the players on both sides are physically consumed, it is difficult to organize orderly passes and cooperation in the opponent's penalty area and even in the backfield through 'positional warfare'."

Speaking of this, he paused, and after collecting his thoughts a little, he continued:

"Su Fan's current attack is more about long passes from the wing to the middle, and Su Fan uses speed and physique to disrupt the defense of Manchester United's second team, or directly header."

"This is actually a very typical English football style, although it is less efficient, more expensive, and requires more of the player's individual ability, but it is simple, direct and effective."

"Therefore, coach Wenger moved out at this critical moment, obviously very optimistic about Su Fan, almost pinning the team's hopes of equalizing and even winning, all on him."

"So, what will be the result?"

"Let's wait and see!"

And at this time.

More than 20,000 away fans at the scene saw that time was passing quickly, but Su Fan and they were wasting rare counterattack opportunities again and again, and they were naturally anxious.

At the end of the game 89 minutes and 35 seconds, the big screen in the center of Old Trafford showed the time of injury time decided by the refereeing team... Three minutes!

Arsenal's second-team team, playing away, was still one goal behind, and the fans of the "Gunners" lost patience, kicked Su Fan high against the long-range shot, and cursed: "

Faknima's, don't score yet, are you still wasting opportunities?" This is the strength of your Shenzhou players! It's disgusting! Change it off! Change it off! Hurry up and replace him!!

"Damn yellow-skinned pigs! You don't deserve to wear an Arsenal shirt! I don't qualify to continue playing in Europe! Go back to Shenzhou and farm!

On the field, Su Fan heard these noisy noises, and his heart couldn't help but ignite nameless anger, feeling that the requirements of European fans were too harsh and unfair to themselves.

Of course, as a player, and a center with resources tilted, Su Fan's main concern is that the team is still one goal behind.

If you can't score again....

The game is going to be lost.

The team will also be completely out on the League One half-time championship this season!

And the day when you stand on the field of the world's top football league is likely to become far away....

Thinking of this, Su Fan frowned slightly, his expression could not hide the impatience in his heart, successfully intercepted Mata's straight ball, and when he encountered Williams' on-the-spot counter-attack, the range of action became larger.

"Beep-"

At this moment, the referee saw that when Su Fan had a physical confrontation in Williams, he had a relatively obvious elbow strike, blocking the normal movement of the opponent's body, and immediately stopped the game.

Then, he trotted to Su Fan's side and stared at Su Fan with a serious expression:

"If you have another time, I will show the yellow card."

After that, the referee awarded the ball to Manchester United's second team, allowing them to get a free kick near the top of the arc in the middle circle.

"It's just a job, don't work so hard."

At this time, Mata trotted over, and said with a slightly mocking smile:

"Anyway, the highest level of your Shenzhou players is at most in the League One, you don't think about helping the team become a promotion horse, you can play the beautiful thing in the Premier League."

'I believe Arsenal would certainly love to see both of its teams play in the Premier League, but they wouldn't want a single player to make a Premier League appearance.'

Williams on the side smiled and agreed: "That's right, you are not a native English player, or even European and South American nationality."

"No matter how good you perform, no matter how many goals you score, no matter how much you make a big contribution..."

"If you can't play in the rest of the top leagues in Europe, and even your fame, you will be unloaded by the team and can't enter the Premier League!"

"So, how good your personal abilities are?"

"It's not just that you can only look at our skills and strength, but you can rely on your identity and connections to successfully promote to the first team!"

When Su Fan heard these words, his heart became even more angry.

He was previously demolished by the Shenzhou Football Association because of his connections, helped the men's football team reach the top 12 of the qualifiers on his front foot, and was expelled from the national team on his back foot!

Now, it's hard to play some results in England, and it's about to rush into the Premier League, and as a result, you have to be bound by nationality, identity and relationships? ?

Between the thoughts, he clenched his fists tightly.

I intend to spend the rest of my time desperately exhausted!

Regardless of the outcome, score a goal against your opponent!

"Su Fan! You've already done well!

But at this moment, he suddenly heard Professor Wen's voice in his ears.

So, Su Fan turned his head to look over, and then saw Coach Wenger giving him a thumbs up while shouting at the top of his voice:

"Don't care what others say, it's enough to do your own thing!"

"Regardless of victory or defeat, you only need to strictly implement the tactics I just formulated now!"

After speaking, he did not forget to add: "That's right!

"If you can really beat this Manchester United second-team team under coach Alex Ferguson..."

"Help our club's second-team team win the League One half this season, I will definitely fulfill my promise!!"

After Su Fan listened, his heart suddenly calmed down.

Like a lost man, he found his way and his fighting spirit was rekindled:

"Good!"

"In a word!"

After a brief conversation between the two, the referee blew the whistle for the resumption of the game.

Juan Mata glanced at the positions and movements of the players on both sides, and immediately got up with a long pass to find Jesse Lingard, who was running in the box.

It's just that Jesse Lingard's off-ball movement is flexible, and Sufan is more flexible than him.

"Bang-"

While the ball was still in the air, Sufan ran back to the edge of the penalty area, limiting part of Lingard's running zone.

At the same time, the defender in the box immediately clings to Jesse Lingard, preventing him from giving him space to stop the ball.

Finally, the football landed quickly, and when it was about to cross the line of the big penalty area, Su Fan jumped up and pushed the football to the feet of his teammates who came on as substitutes.

"Rush!"

While greeting his teammates, Su Fan rushed towards the opponent's half and strode over:

"Quick attack!" Quick Attack!! Upon

hearing this, the teammate who received the pass immediately became excited.

He has just been replaced for less than ten minutes, and he is very physical, plus the substitute who does not want to rush to the starting lineup is not a good substitute!

Therefore, he also followed Su Fan, made a lot of energy, and kept rushing forward, rushing, rushing.

"Bang!"

As soon as the half was over, he noticed that Su Fan had run into the opponent's penalty area from the left wing, and immediately adjusted his position slightly, and he was a high and long-range shot!

"Spear of the son, shield of the attacker?"

When Zhan Jun saw this scene at this time, his eyes immediately brightened:

"Jesse Lingard and others looked at the left wing of Arsenal's second-team team, frequently appeared defensive loopholes, launched crazy attacks, Su Fan and they thought of the same method

..." "Immediately grabbed the opponent's formation and pressed forward, resulting in a shortage of personnel on the defensive end, and the player's physical fitness dropped significantly, and the rare opportunity to return to the defense in time..."

, let Su Fan maximize his advantages in speed and confrontation ability, and threaten the opponent's goal! "

His voice did not fall....

On the green field!

Su Fan first used his strong arms and back muscles to press the defender who was staring at him tightly behind him.

Then, almost resisting the pressure of the two big men behind him, he jumped high and "banged" with his forehead, knocking the ball in the air into front of him.

However, as soon as he landed, he didn't have time to stand firm...

A red figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Bang!"

It was at this moment that Su Fan recognized the figure of Wes Brown in front of him, but before he could react, he stretched out the instep of his right foot and instantly poked the ball away!

Seeing this scene, Fu Huan and the others' eyes immediately lit up.

Because they knew that the game on the field had entered the injury stoppage time, and there were still more than two minutes left, Su Fan and they were about to lose the game completely!

And this defensive counterattack is likely to be the opportunity for Su Fan and others to equalize the score.

If they are directly tackled by the opponent like this, they will completely lose the ball and will not have the opportunity to score again!

Therefore, the game can almost end early!!

However, Fu Huan and a few people did not have time to be happy for long.

Wes Brown had just run out of a step, and suddenly felt a heat wave wrapped in a strong wind on his side, and it hit fiercely!

"Bang-" The

next moment!

Wes Brown noticed that the ball in front of him seemed to be hit by something, and then he was no longer controlled by himself, deviating from the original rolling trajectory!

Immediately afterwards, he also touched something under his feet, and his body fell uncontrollably to the ground!

"Very beautiful key tackle!"

Seeing this, Zhan Jun immediately shouted with bright eyes:

"Maybe it's too much physical energy to control the strength, or maybe it's too greedy and has too many ideas..." "

Wes Brown's kick, although he intercepted the ball first, he couldn't poke it too far, or kick it directly out of the sideline."

"He just poked the ball three meters to the right side of his body, but he was still in the penalty area, leaving just some distance for Su Fan to intercept with a shovel!"

"Of course, the most important thing is that Su Fan touched the ball first, and then let Wes Brown fall to the ground, so it was not a foul, and the referee did not sound the whistle!"

"In the end... Su Fan, who stood up in time, used amazing explosive power to win the ball within the opponent's penalty area! "

The words did not fall....

Su Fan turned sideways with difficulty against Williams, who was coming back...

While rushing before Mata assists in position, about eighteen meters from the inside of the goal post, raise your right foot and aim at the top left corner of the goal....

With the power of the arch of the foot, "bang", hit the ball hard!

The goalkeeper didn't seem to expect that Su Fan could still shoot with his feet in the face of the absolute main players of the three teams, Juan Mata, Williams, and Wes Brown, so his reaction was slow for a moment!

When he jumps up and tries to block the ball out of the goal with one hand....

Late!

"Ugh!"

The moment he looked back, the football had smashed quickly and violently on the pillar inside the net, making a "bang" sound!

Corner!

Absolute dead end!

The fans seemed to petrify in an instant, becoming dumbfounded at this moment, and their eyes were full of disbelief!

Even Lord Fu and Professor Wen stood up at this time,

as if even they couldn't believe it...

Su Fan was able to complete such a terrifying shot of such quality in such a high-intensity and high-density defense!

"He's definitely going above and beyond! Compared to all the shots in the past, Su Fan's goal is definitely his highest level so far!!

Seeing this, Professor Wenger said to his old friend Sir Alex Ferguson with a confident and smug smile on his face:

"It seems that the usual tricks of your players have not made Su Fan lose his mind, become impulsive and irritable, resulting in a series of mistakes, and can no longer focus on the game."

"On the contrary, it aroused his fighting spirit, his blood, and then concentrated on the game, with correct judgment, as well as his own talent, and finally completed..."

"This impeccable goal!!"

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