Chapter 60 Anfield's Abstract Painting (Third update, asking for monthly votes)

Anfield Stadium.

Sadness and joy are intertwined to paint an abstract picture.

In the KOP stand, the Main Stand, and the newly renamed Dalglish Stand, tens of thousands of Liverpool fans were dejected and seemed to have not yet recovered.

Liverpool suppressed Manchester United for a full 90 minutes, with the number of shots and ball possession rate being less than twice as high.

But in the end the score ended with 1-2, which they could not accept no matter what, and they kept complaining and cursing.

"There's only one team trying to win today!"

"Manchester United are happy with one point, but Liverpool are always hungry for three points, so we lose!"

"Mourinho's damn bus is destroying football!"

"Look at the faces of Manchester people, it's disgusting!"

"Who is Manchester United's No. 23? He is so lucky, he can score with just a random kick!"

“.”

At this time, the Liverpool stars in the VIP seats were livid with an indescribable sense of shame.

Yes, that sense of shame.

Because for them, losing to Manchester United in the game is the most shameful thing in their lives, no doubt about it.

Dalglish, who should have been honored today, felt like he was slapped in the face and his face was burning with pain.

Alan Hansen next to him seemed to recall something he had said before.

"You can't win anything with a bunch of kids!"

He was kicked out of the national team by Ferguson, and later witnessed the beginning of the Red Devils dynasty, becoming the object of eternal ridicule by all Manchester United fans.

Every once in a while, the corpse would be pulled out and whipped.

He was always looking forward to finding an opportunity to mock the opponent. He thought today would be a wonderful day, but who could have expected that Liverpool would actually lose the game.

And he was defeated by an 18-year-old boy.

This made him think of the story of "Class 92" again, and he subconsciously closed his mouth.

Looking at the high-spirited young man on the field, Gerrard couldn't help but recall the glorious days of the past. He was the same at that time.

In contrast, the Anfield Road stands, which are the away stands, were full of jubilation.

Although Manchester United fans are dissatisfied with Mourinho's conservative tactics, they can accept any means as long as they can beat Liverpool.

They jumped and sang the team song, occasionally mixing in a line like "You'll never have money!"

This made Liverpool fans tremble with anger, but they could not find any reason to refute, so they could only get up and leave silently.

The most conspicuous one was Sir Alex Ferguson, who kept clapping for a long time.

He once said: "My biggest wish in life is to pull Liverpool off the fucking throne."

But judging from the situation at the time, this statement was undoubtedly a pipe dream.

Because Manchester United had not won a championship for nearly 20 years at that time, and even fell into the second division, it was a weak team fighting for relegation.

The opposite is Liverpool led by Dalglish.

They are at the peak of their career, having won three consecutive league titles and are about to overtake Real Madrid to become the world's top club.

He nearly got fired after failing to achieve anything in his first five years as Manchester United coach. He could only watch his arch-rivals flourish. You can imagine how he felt.

Ferguson is ready to spend his whole life fulfilling his promise.

What happened next is well known. He began to clean out the veterans and use the young players from "Class 92" as the main force.

After some initial pain, they won three consecutive championships, the Treble, and the Champions League again.

Eventually, they overtook Liverpool, which had never won the league title since entering the Premier League era.

So he was particularly happy today, to be able to witness Manchester United's 199th Red Derby victory on this special day, and to be able to mock Dalglish later.

Thinking of this, he suddenly looked at the black-haired boy in the court.

In fact, he didn't have a good impression of Chinese players because he had witnessed the downfall of someone.

But today his inherent idea has changed. When Chu Feng played in the league and the Champions League before, he had learned about this person in detail.

He trains hard, competes seriously, and seemingly has never been involved in any sex scandals.

Ferguson thought that maybe he should find time to talk to Chu Feng.

Beckham next to him stroked his chin and thought carefully. He was very sensitive to the commercial value of the players.

A good image, excellent football skills, humble character, and the Chinese market behind him.

All these conditions combined turned Chu Feng into a gold mine waiting to be developed.

I absolutely cannot miss it and must become the other party’s first major sponsor.

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

Scholes was very embarrassed and didn't know whether to praise or criticize.

At this time on the court, at the strong request of the referee, the players of both teams simply completed the post-match handshake session, and then there was no more communication.

As for exchanging jerseys?

That's impossible.

Manchester United players walked to the sidelines one after another and hugged Mourinho to celebrate.

When it was Chu Feng's turn, Mourinho smiled and said, "Well done!"

"To be honest, even though we've practiced the same tactics before, I don't have high hopes for this."

"But you really did it, I'm proud of you!"

Chu Feng did not pretend to be modest, but accepted it frankly, and then said seriously: "Boss, your on-the-spot adjustments were also very good, especially the formation shift in the 80th minute."

Mourinho raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, even though he tried his best to suppress it.

At the same time in China.

Voice-controlled lights were turned on in countless communities, and fans listened to the sounds coming from their TVs, unable to extricate themselves from their excitement.

"It was an ups and downs game. Let us congratulate Manchester United for the final victory."

"Among them, our young player Chu Feng performed outstandingly. He not only performed key passes many times, but also scored a lore goal in the final moments of the game."

"To be honest, when I saw this scene on the spot, I couldn't control my excitement."

“I believe you are the same!”

As this match was being broadcast during China's prime time, coupled with the publicity from major media outlets, the number of simultaneous viewers in the live broadcast room exceeded 10 million.

Regardless of whether they can understand the game or not, when they watch the whole process of Chu Feng scoring the goal being replayed on the screen, it is a scene that can touch their souls.

Those are no longer important, this may be the charm of football itself.

The comments were falling like snowflakes. - [Manchester United is awesome, Chu Feng is awesome!] - [That last-minute shot was so beautiful that my heart almost jumped out of my chest!] - [The arc, speed, and angle are all perfect!] - [There will be a Champions League next week, and we will play against Tottenham at the end of the month. Come on, Xiao Chu, and try to beat Son Heung-min!] - [Isn't this just a league game? Why do you feel more excited about beating Liverpool than winning the Champions League? Don't be happy too soon, Manchester City is the real boss this season!] - [So Xiao Chu performed so well, shouldn't we be happy?] - [By the way, does Xiao Chu have any brand endorsements? I want to buy some to show my support.] - [It seems that there are not yet, but there will definitely be a lot in the future!] - [It's better to endorse something that is close to the people, so that I can't afford it.] - [Xiaodao electric car.]

Thanks to the book friend "Liu Qianqianqian" for the reward of 100 points.

Thanks to book friends “Whatever I dream of during the daytime”, “What to read when I’m out of books”, and “Xiaoyu123” for their monthly tickets.

Thank you for the support, dear readers. It’s not a joke. In fact, it’s even easier for me to write about the competition.

It’s just that the number of words is small now. Once it’s released on the day of publication, the plot will be very compact.

(End of this chapter)