Chapter 152: Manchester match watching trip! (First update)

March 13th.

The Premier League viewing group arrived in Manchester. Fortunately, Ctrip International Travel Agency divided the 80 people into two groups in advance and provided enough foreign tour guides.

So it wasn't as chaotic as I imagined, everything went on in an orderly manner.

After Li Tao and Zhang Wei helped the group members complete the entry procedures, they took the 40 people on the bus that had been prepared in advance.

"After dropping off my luggage at the hotel, I'll watch the Manchester United game against Sevilla tomorrow."

"By the way, there's a surprise today!"

Li Tao put on the loudspeaker and spoke loudly.

"What's the surprise? Lao Li, is there anything you can't just tell me?"

There was a sudden bustle in the bus.

The only people who can take time out in March to watch the game across the country, plus the high price, are basically the die-hard fans with money and time, so everyone is very enthusiastic.

"It's not confirmed yet, so I won't tell you in advance. Let's wait and see."

Li Tao kept his mouth shut and never mentioned anything that shouldn't be said. Instead, he started to talk about English football.

"Tracing back to the origins of English teams, they basically all come from local communities. For example, Manchester United was formed by railway workers, Arsenal's first players were workers from the arsenal, and Fulham's founders were churchgoers."

"If we had come here ten years earlier, we would still see Manchester United players jogging in the streets in the morning."

"That's Renf Street, Manchester's most famous mural street. Manchester United will select fans who are willing to have players appear on their walls, and then pay professional companies to paint them."

Wait for the bus to stop.

Li Tao said enthusiastically: "This is a popular check-in spot in Manchester. Many people are already taking photos and checking in here. It is also the first stop of our match-watching trip."

"Where are Carrick, Pogba, Rashford and Xiaochu?"

After getting off the bus, everyone looked around and didn't find the mural they wanted to see, so they asked in confusion.

"In the middle of the street."

Li Tao led everyone forward for a distance and pointed to an entire wall of a row house next to him.

On the left is Chu Feng's back wearing Manchester United's No. 7 jersey, and on the right is the scene of Chu Feng volleying sideways in the match against Liverpool. Each one is full of power.

Zhang Wei stood at the back of the crowd, cast his eyes towards the mural in front of him, and suddenly became very interested.

How much do you have to like someone to have them on the walls of your house? He really couldn't understand such behavior and thoughts. Perhaps this is the epitome of English football.

Suddenly the door of the townhouse was pushed open.

The middle-aged man with typical English looks looked at the tourists taking photos. He was used to it.

"Chinese?"

Frank raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, sorry to bother you, we will leave soon."

Li Tao stepped forward to express his apology.

"It's okay. By the way, do you know why my house is the only one with Chu's mural?"

Frank waved his hand and continued without waiting for Li Tao to answer: "That's because they have no vision. The club searched almost the entire block to find someone who was willing to have Chu's mural appear on their wall, but no one agreed."

"What about 'We don't think highly of that Chinese kid!', 'My walls can only have legendary players!', 'Let's wait until he can play well!'"

Li Tao was very good at dealing with people: "What about you?"

"Me? I'm definitely different. I thought Chu could become an excellent player from the beginning!"

"Three months later, the group came to the club and asked to be part of the project, saying 'please paint on my walls!'"

"But unfortunately, Chu's 'image rights' on Lunfu Street already belong to me, and no one can take it away."

Frank snorted coldly, his nose turned up to the sky.

"You have a very good eye."

Li Tao praised with a smile.

Zhang Wei couldn't help but be a little surprised. Chu Feng was very popular in China, but why was he also very popular in England? "These two murals are far from enough for Chu. You can see how popular he is in this city. I plan to paint the other two walls as well."

"But we have to wait until the game against Liverpool next week. I believe he will have a more handsome goal posture."

Franger continued to chatter.

He showed off every time he caught a Manchester United fan.

Half an hour later, everyone left Renf Street, returned to the hotel to drop off their luggage, and set off for Old Trafford.

Sculptures, posters, fan walls After entering the Manchester United Museum, they saw the dazzling trophy exhibition hall, the gallery of dream players and the hall of fame.

Ferguson, Cantona, Ronaldo. Do Chu Feng have a chance to enter here? They couldn't help but have an idea, or an expectation.

Zhang Wei even forgot his job. Under the slightly dim light, there was the glory of Manchester United along the way.

Is this football?

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The heavy sense of history comes over you, making you feel as if you are traveling through time to witness each and every goal.

He also did a lot of preparation before the visit, but when he saw it all with his own eyes, it was a completely different feeling.

Even though he was not a football fan, he couldn't help but feel excited.

Following the leader's footsteps, they arrived at the press conference venue.

"Eric Cantona, Diego Forlan, Cristiano Ronaldo, and Xiao Chu's signing ceremonies were all held here."

Li Tao explained to everyone.

Then they walked along the corridor for a while and an ordinary wooden door appeared in front of them.

There was a sign on it that said "Manchester United Dressing Room".

Push open the door and come to the players' locker room.

What comes into view is a large and empty room.

The wooden walls and the simple chairs against the walls are all a calm walnut color. There is a tactical board with densely packed arrows painted on it, and the jerseys of Manchester United's current players are hung on silver hooks on the wall.

Everyone instantly turned their attention to one of the jerseys.

CHU 7 : A name and number that couldn’t be more familiar.

Watching it on the screen is a completely different feeling than watching it in reality.

That was unprecedentedly real! "Is this the finale?"

“It should be a brand new jersey, otherwise it would be too chill.”

"Brothers, put yourself in this situation. Before the game, Mourinho was standing in front of the tactical board explaining the tactics, and we were sitting in our seats checking our shin guards."

"Come and take a picture for me!"

The locker room suddenly became noisy, with flash lights flashing continuously.

The final event was the exit ceremony, where everyone was divided into two columns and walked from the dim passage to the bright exit.

Two hours later, everyone returned to their hotel with a sense of unfulfilled desire, and the pre-match tour came to an end.

But then Chu Feng's arrival ignited everyone's emotions. Fortunately, everyone remained calm and orderly, and the signing did not take too long.

"Xiao Chu, you have to score a goal tomorrow!"

"come on!"

(End of this chapter)