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Chapter 831 Interaction

Chapter 831 Interaction

"Ready, Fan?"

Hilrath stood aside and asked a little nervously. After seeing Fan Bizhuang nodding, he hesitated for a while, and Hilrath threw a bunch of keys head-on into the air.

"Our fan Mr. Hillrat, he will key..."

The host played the role of the narrator, but he couldn't help laughing only halfway through the speech. Fan Bizhuang stopped after running two steps, with a helpless expression on his face.

Hilrat used less strength, and the key flew into the air, but it was neither high nor far away, and it was still within half a meter of his body. In this case, even if Fan Bizhuang was prepared, it was impossible He rushed up and got kicked with the key and someone - although in fact he wanted to do so very much.

"Okay, it was an accident, let's do it again!"

"Mr. Hillrat, this time, you have to master the strength of the throw."

Hillat nodded, picked up the key, and threw it out again.

Fan Bizhuang still didn't move. When he raised his head, he saw the key flying from the top of his head to behind him.

"..."

The host rolled his eyes and said with a dry smile: "Mr. Hillrat, are you joking with us? To be honest, this joke is not funny at all!"

The fans in the stands almost burst out laughing. No one expected that a formal player joining ceremony would turn out like this in the end. This fan named Hillrat is really a humorous The guy - it's really uncomfortable not to amused the big guy, Ski!

"Okay, I'll try again, believe me, this time, I'll be fine."

Hilrat was also a little depressed. Instead of picking up the key chain in the distance, he took out a key again, breathed in to calm down the nervousness in his heart, and then threw the key out again.

This time the strength and speed were just right. Fan Bizhuang took two steps forward, swung his right leg sideways, just like he usually volleys on the court, with a stretched and smooth posture, then swept his right foot out, and then And then...he missed it, and the key missed his right foot and fell to the ground.

"..."

Fan Bizhuang was a little speechless. Originally, he still had some confidence in himself. Although he had never played the routine of kicking keys before, thinking about it, the difference is not too big. You can play with marbles, and the keys are about the same size. It won't be too much of a problem.

But now he felt that he was too optimistic.

Shaking his head, Fan Bizhuang waved to the host who was making jokes to ease the embarrassment and enliven the atmosphere of the scene, and then nodded to Syllat: "Come again!"

Another bunch of keys was thrown into the air.

Fan Bizhuang's eyes closely followed the key moving in the air, and when he was about to fall, he quickly stepped forward and swung his leg sideways. This time, his right foot did not miss, and kicked on the falling key.

Fan Bizhuang was overjoyed, and then shook his head helplessly.

Although the kick hit the target successfully, the strength was not well controlled, or in other words, it was not controlled at all. The key did not fly towards the circle that fell on the door frame, but flew straight for a while, and fell on the ground. on the ground.

It's a thousand miles away!

"Ha, this is a good start! Fan has already hit the key, next time, Fan will definitely succeed!"

The host's voice sounded again.

He did it to cover up Fan Bizhuang's embarrassment, and also to keep the fans from feeling disappointed—in fact, he thought too much, and he didn't think of the expected taunts and boos. There was no sound of dissatisfaction. Presumably they knew the difficulty of kicking the key, and they were all happy. They took this interaction as a "joy". Some even waved their fists and shouted for cheer.

Fan Bizhuang breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and said, "Come again!"

The key was thrown out again, and Fan Bizhuang kicked empty again.

"Come again!"

"Come again!!"

"Come again!!!"

After six or seven consecutive failures, Fan Bizhuang finally found some tricks, and after trying a few more times, Fan Bizhuang finally had a bottom line in his mind.

"Again! This time, I'm going to kick the key in!"

Fan Bizhuang confidently waved at Hilrat again. The latter kept throwing keys and picking up the keys. His forehead was covered with sweat. There was apology and admiration in his eyes.

Unfortunately, today he played the role of "shit stirrer" and caused Fan Bizhuang a lot of trouble.

What he admired was that Fan Bizhuang repeated failures again and again. Hilrat felt that if it was him who kept "making a fool of himself" under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of people, he would have no face to stay here. But Fan Bizhuang still persisted.Based on this, it is definitely not by chance that Fan Bizhuang can become the best player in today's football.

"Come on, Fan!"

Hilrat threw a bunch of keys into the sky again.

Fan Bizhuang ran quickly, and at the moment when the key was about to fall, he raised his left foot, bent slightly, touched the dropped key with his thigh, and bounced up again, and the connecting movement followed. Fan Bizhuang turned his body slightly, Stepping up with his right foot, he swept the key out with a "strafe" motion.

The silver light flashed past, and before everyone in the audience could react, it passed through the circle hanging on the door frame!

in!

Fan Bizhuang raised his fists and vibrated fiercely, with a bright smile on his face.

In fact, whether he can succeed or not has no real meaning. After all, it is not a formal football game. Even if he fails to succeed once, the fans will at most just laugh at it, which doesn't mean anything.

But Fan Bizhuang's temperament is very stubborn, and there is an unyielding spirit in his bones. After repeated failures, he must be cruel and want to conquer this small bunch of keys.

But now that he did it, he naturally showed a satisfied smile.

"Goal! Hit! Hit!!! Fan...he made it! What a beautiful 'goal', GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! GOAL!"

The host danced excitedly, and bursts of cheers broke out at the scene, and the applause resounded non-stop.

The fans gave Fan Bizhuang generous applause for this success. Although many people suspected that this was just an accidental good luck, Fan Bizhuang finally completed such a difficult task , His persistence deserves encouragement and praise.

"Hilrat, the bastard, at least he hasn't made the mess to the end. It's okay, Fan finally got one... That's not bad..."

Porter breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He was really worried about Fan Bizhuang and the Manchester United club who had lost face. He became angry and asked Hillrat to settle the score afterwards. Now that Fan Bizhuang finally kicked the key into the circle, Can't help but be full of joy.

But soon, his eyes suddenly widened.

"No way, come back?... Isn't this asking for trouble?"

……

Everyone thought that after the key was kicked into the circle, the interaction between the players and the fans would be over, but unexpectedly, Fan Bizhuang made a new move on the field.

Seeing him beckoning, Hillat threw the key into the sky again.

"Ha, are you still here?"

"It was hard to get into one, and it ended perfectly with a success. This is the best result, and now..."

"Fan is really... Could it be that he doesn't want to lose face and feel uncomfortable with Sky?"

In the midst of doubts and exclamations, Fan Bizhuang's right arch had already touched the key. This time, he played a handy trick as if he could handle it with ease. He flicked the key with his right foot, followed by the arch of his left foot. Just like kicking a shuttlecock, after bouncing several times in a row, the right foot suddenly kicked the key high, and the left heel was a volley, and the key flew straight forward.

Another successful "hitting the target"!

The fans at the scene were all dumbfounded, and then, there was unstoppable jubilation.

Once is luck, twice is not luck, right?

It seems that Fan Bizhuang has really mastered the trick, he has really conquered this small bunch of keys!

Facts have also confirmed this.

The keys were constantly being thrown, and Fan Bizhuang was either playing tricks or shooting directly, playing with the keys with his feet over and over again in different ways. Under his feet, the keys turned into elves like footballs. Everything is obedient, and the hit rate is surprisingly high. As long as you shoot, you will never miss again.

"My God! It's incredible!"

"It's amazing that Fan can play with such a small key!"

"It's nothing to be good at playing ball, but if you can play anything and be as good as you are at playing ball, then you are really awesome!"

Amidst the roaring and yelling, Fan Bizhuang ended the fan interaction session with a "barb shot" to score the key.

After presenting the autographed jersey and taking a group photo for Hillrat, and saying some words of thanks to the fans, Fan Bizhuang waved and left the stadium.

This time the joining ceremony is officially over.

The Manchester United fans who were present were still a little unsatisfied. Fan Bizhuang's "kicking the key" performance, I believe, will become their talking point for a long time.

……

Fan Bizhuang's official joining and his appearance at Old Trafford were very successful. After the game, the media praised him, and they were even more amazed at Fan Bizhuang's unique skill of "kicking the key". The fans were also enthusiastic discussion and praise.

But all of this has nothing to do with Fan Bizhuang.

For him, after this "show" is over, his Premier League career will officially start.

After the joining ceremony, Fan Bizhuang rested at home for a day, and then officially joined the big family of Carrington, and started formal joint training with the team.

In the past few days, some players came to the training base to report. Fan Bizhuang naturally introduced and got to know his teammates, and gradually became familiar with them.

The relationship between Fan Bizhuang and most of the new teammates can be regarded as getting along well. However, when Michael Owen came to the base to report, it was somewhat awkward to meet Fan Bizhuang. In any case, he "robbed" the opponent's jersey Number.

Owen didn't care about this, saying that it was a joint decision between him and the club.

Fan Bizhuang didn't know whether the other party was sincere or insincere, and he didn't speculate. His goal now is to integrate into the team as soon as possible, instead of wasting energy on these details.

(End of this chapter)