Chapter 108 Isn't it Manchester City? Watch me kill him!
Manchester International Airport.
"What is your purpose for going to England?"
The staff asked according to the rules.
"My husband and I came to watch the game, Manchester United vs Manchester City."
Yan Lanxia replied.
"Then may I ask if you have any relatives in your country?"
"Yes, my son lives here."
"Where will you live after entering the country, and how long will you stay?"
"Near the Carrington training base, about a week."
The staff member suddenly looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who looked about 40% similar to Chu Feng, and then looked down at the name on the passport in his hand.
She asked hesitantly, "Excuse me, is your son a Manchester United player?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Lanxia smiled gently and nodded slightly.
"Chu?"
Yan Lanxia nodded again.
The staff member's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees. "I am also a Manchester United fan. Please tell Chu that I believe he can score a goal tomorrow!"
“Hope you enjoy your holiday in the UK!”
Yan Lanxia was very surprised. She didn't expect Chu Feng's influence to be so great. She smiled and said, "Thank you. I will tell him."
Chu Changzheng was not asked too many questions afterwards and completed the entry procedures smoothly.
After walking out of the airport hall.
Yan Lanxia said unhappily: "I asked you to learn English two months in advance but you refused to do so."
"No, I've already given my English back to the teacher. Besides, don't I still have you?"
Chu Changzheng looked around curiously.
"In case we get separated"
"Hey, do you think that's your son?"
Chu Changzheng was quick-witted and quick-spoken, and he interrupted the spell directly.
Yan Lanxia looked over immediately after hearing that.
A person was standing outside the fence, holding a pick-up sign in his hand, with the Chinese characters on it very conspicuous.
Even though the man's face was mostly hidden by sunglasses, Yan Lanxia recognized him as her son at a glance.
She walked over quickly, her voice choking a little, "You're taller, darker, and you must have suffered a lot."
"Mom, how can playing football be considered hard work? Your son is amazing!"
Chu Feng smiled brilliantly.
Chu Changzheng stuffed two suitcases into Chu Feng's hands without saying anything, "Don't you know how to take the initiative?"
"Dad, your gray hair is much less than before. Did you dye your hair again?"
Chu Feng smiled and took out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket and handed it over.
"without."
"Since I no longer have to support you, I feel so relaxed. I feel like I've become ten years younger."
Chu Changzheng took it and put it on, nodded with satisfaction, feeling that he was a teachable person.
"Let's go. I just finished my training this morning. I'll go shopping with you two in the afternoon."
The two people walked and chatted, and Yan Lanxia watched quietly beside them.
"You guys are driving a Camaro?"
Chu Changzheng looked at the interior with envy on his face.
"Dad, this is because your son has performed so well that the club gave it to me for free."
"I'll buy you a better one later."
Chu Feng stepped on the accelerator hard, and the Camaro rushed out with a "whoosh".
"Is this how you drive on a daily basis?"
Yan Lanxia screamed in fright.
The temperature inside the car dropped two degrees in an instant, and Chu Changzheng also questioned.
Chu Feng quickly made an excuse, "Didn't your calf get injured before? I can't control the strength to step on the accelerator."
"You can play football, but you can't ruin your body. Otherwise, what's the point of making so much money?"
"Also, you just recovered and you have to play in a game tomorrow. What if you get injured again? Can't you just take a leave?"
“.”
Chu Feng listened to Yan Lanxia's series of life-threatening questions, a smile crept onto his face, and he took the initiative to turn down the music.
Only after losing something do you know how to cherish it. Now he enjoys the feeling of being cared for by his parents.
Soon the three of them arrived at Old Trafford. There were tours on non-match days, and they only had to pay £15, but of course they didn't need to.
This was the first stop he took his parents to visit.
"This stadium is well built, and you can see there is a picture of his son over there."
Yan Lanxia took out her cell phone and kept taking pictures.
Chu Changzheng sighed, "I still remember when I took you to watch Bincheng Shide's games when we were little, I didn't expect so many years have passed."
"The year I went abroad, Shide had just disbanded, and we went to watch the last game."
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Chu Feng also recalled the past.
His football enlightenment started there. At that time, the domestic football atmosphere was very strong, but for some reason it became worse and worse.
Soon, led by the staff, the three entered Old Trafford.
"This is my dressing room locker."
“That’s where I stood when I made my first start.”
“That’s where I scored my first goal.”
“.”
Chu Feng was like a child who had scored full marks in the exam and couldn't wait to show it to his parents.
Yan Lanxia and Chu Changzheng looked at every place, trying to remember the important moments they had missed.
Half an hour later.
Yan Lanxia was chatting animatedly with the staff, and the topic was naturally Chu Feng.
The father and son stood in front of the railing, as if they had returned to ten years ago, when Chu Feng sat on Chu Changzheng's neck to watch the game, and he would wave his little hands every time the Shide team scored a goal.
"Son, do your best tomorrow and don't let us down."
Chu Changzheng said in a deep voice.
His identity at this moment is not a father, but a pure Chinese fan.
"Dad, isn't it just Manchester City? Watch me beat him to death!"
Chu Feng hugged Chu Changzheng's shoulders tightly.
The afternoon passed quickly, and Chu Feng took his parents to tour Manchester and found the long-lost feeling of home.
He has been wandering around these years, how could it not be hard?
Sometimes he felt like a lonely ship, wandering on the vast ocean, never able to find a home.
After being reborn, I have so many feelings.
In the evening, Chu Feng returned to the training base and began to study Manchester City's tactics and players' technical characteristics.
This game is important for Manchester United and for him too.
Time flies, and now it is December 31st, and the 21st round of the Premier League is about to begin.
The snow fell like goose feathers, adding new color to Old Trafford, and the nearby streets were crowded with people.
LeTV Sports also sent staff to the UK, and reporters are randomly interviewing fans outside the stadium.
"Which team do you think will win tonight?"
The reporter handed over the microphone.
The fans wearing Manchester United jerseys looked at each other in bewilderment, thinking, "You're asking this even though you already know the answer." "Of course it's Manchester United!"
"Our Chu has returned. I believe he can score another hat trick and help us beat Manchester City!"
After that, they continued walking along the street, singing in unison the high-pitched and inspiring team song.
"Glory, Glory, Man United!"
"As the reds go marching on on on!"
"With Pogba and Chu and the magic at their feet!"
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(End of this chapter)