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When Fu Huan was talking nonsense in the studio in front of countless fans and spectators in front of the TV.

All major sports-related post bars and forums in Shenzhou were also noisy at this time.

The focus of everyone's debate naturally revolved around whether Su Fan could help Arsenal's second-tier team win the final victory of the game.

The supporters believed that Su Fan had a height advantage, and there was no major problem in terms of physical fitness, and he had a positive attitude and a strong desire to survive.

Even if he can't help win the game in the end, he can equalize the score, which is considered a victory for him personally.

Opponents feel that the men's football coach Jasser and other experts and the media have said countless times that the physique and athletic talent of Chinese players cannot be compared with European and American players.

No matter how good Su Fan is, no matter how powerful he is, no matter how lucky he is, it will only be a flash in the pan. In the face of absolute strength, it will be useless, and it will not cause any trouble at all.

Even the previous goal, in addition to being a fluke, may also be the "sophistication of the world" of League One deliberately pleasing the Chinese fans and audience for the broadcast fee.

Deliberately release water, just to coax the blindness of the ball.

After all, only those who don't understand football will feel that Su Fan is really capable of scoring goals under the strict defense of European players.

There are even quite a few people who, having seen Fu Huan and the others wearing gold and silver, felt admiration and posted messages of support at this time:
"Is Fu Huan wrong? Isn't Su Fan just taller, stronger, and physically stronger? Football is not wrestling or basketball, and it pays more attention to overall strength!"

"Hehe, Fu Huan is a football professional who has practiced football for more than ten years! He can only be a commentator if he is recognized by the Football Association, so he said that Su Fan can't do it, so Su Fan can't do it at all!"

At this time, a "conspiracy theory" published by a teenage old bar friend quickly received hundreds of comments and attention:
"Let me tell you a joke, a 'professional player' who has been directly promoted to the national football team from the National Olympics and has not participated in a single China Super League, can he gain a foothold in the League One?"

"I think Fu Huan's statement is still very restrained. The real situation is probably that Su Fan's commercial value is far greater than his competitive value."

"Arsenal Club and the League One Football Association, in order to open up the Chinese market, deliberately made us fans happy, and praised Su Fan as a 'data brush'."

"For this reason, well-known young players such as Lingard, Mata, and Williams are all asked to cooperate with Su Fan in acting."

"Actually, Su Fan's level is just that. It's definitely not as loud as Mr. Zhan Jun's yelling. After all, it's just a performance. Don't expect so much from him."

Similar remarks quickly swept through the post bars of various well-known sports forums in China.

Even the sports editors of many British local media expressed doubts about Su Fan's strength on their social media.

He felt that Su Fan's achievements were nothing more than a "star-making scam" carefully fabricated by the Football Association and various clubs, which quickly gained the approval and forwarding of many users.

After all, in their impression...

Although yellow-skinned Asians, occasionally there are a few, can appear in the world's top five football leagues.

But China is a football desert, and it is impossible to cultivate football talents, and most of the players in China are football idiots with no foundation, no skills, and no enterprising spirit...

These are almost all European and American fans and audiences, and they have long-term stereotypes and even consensus on Chinese players.

At this time, Su Fan and the others seemed very passive in the face of the increasingly threatening attacks of Manchester United's second-tier team.

Even if Su Fan could temporarily rely on Su Fan's interception ability to get a poor ball possession rate, it was still difficult to turn it into an effective offense.

Because Su Fan basically couldn't catch the pass.

Or as soon as he receives a pass, he is immediately targeted by more than three opponents' defenders, making it difficult to push the offense across the opponent's half court.

However, to Su Fan and the others, what was more deadly was...

This point of Mata in the central midfielder was activated by Ferguson's adjustment.

This helped Lingard and others to cooperate and attack more and more smoothly in the midfield, frequently creating danger near the opponent's penalty area.

If it weren't for Su Fan's active retreat and several dashes back to the penalty area in the middle circle, the score would likely expand at any time.

It's just that Su Fan, as the center forward at the top of the lineup, failed to score a goal when the team fell behind...

Can't even organize an effective attack.

Can only continue to retreat, intercept, and clear the siege.

This seems to confirm the point of view of Fu Huan and others...

Su Fan was over-mythologized and given too high expectations?

In the stands!
Many old Gunners fans who were irritable, saw that Su Fan and the others had been pressed by their opponents to defend in their own half for the past five or six minutes. They immediately pointed at Su Fan and vented their anger:

"Faknima's, what is Su Fan playing? Why didn't the coach replace him quickly, the Shenzhou native, can he play football?"

"It's so embarrassing! It's so irritating! It's so embarrassing! Before the game, I still didn't believe that Su Fan's results were 'raised' by the club and the Football Association, but looking at it now, it really is a waste!"

"Replace Su Fan! Replace Su Fan! We want to score goals and win. We don't need bastards who only rely on teammates to collect statistics, or trash forwards who only know how to clear sacks with big feet!"

"Fake! The previous games were all underdogs. Let Su Fanding be at the forefront to collect data and create topics. The hype can't be tolerated, and you still haven't replaced it yet? Shady! Shady!"

Just when more and more Gunners fans were very dissatisfied with Su Fan's state and performance on the field, and the sarcasm and curses became louder...

A thin, tall and straight figure slowly walked out of the player tunnel under the afternoon sun in North London, quickly attracting the attention of many players and spectators in the stands.

Then, when they saw each other's familiar faces clearly, they were stunned and speechless for a while.

"Coach Wenger is here!"

At this moment, Zhan Jun's eyes brightened with excitement through the screen shown by the live director:
"Professor Wen is coming to supervise the battle in person!"

Amidst the amazed exclamations of the fans and audience...

Professor Wenger still maintained his usual demeanor, with a warm smile on his face, and walked slowly to the coaching bench.

Afterwards, he took the tactical board, looked at the game situation of the two players on the field, frowned slightly, but soon seemed to think of something, and the corner of his mouth raised a confident smile.

"Shhhh-"

After 2 minutes, coach Wenger chose to write two small notes quickly like Ferguson.

Then, he handed the note to the player who was about to come off the bench, and whispered a few words in the latter's ear before letting him play.

"Old man, you are late."

At this moment, Ferguson walked towards this side with a smile, then shook hands with Professor Wen out of courtesy, and stretched out his wrist, showing a watch:
"It's No.80 two minutes into the second half."

"Counting injury time, after about 10 minutes, the referee will blow the whistle for the end of the game."

"Even though the gap between the two teams is only one point so far, you don't really think that Su Fan and the others will have a chance to equalize, or even defeat us, to win the game?
Wenger smiled: "Why not?"

"This is the only goal for me to choose to come here today, personally direct the team's game, and then win the game and win the half-time championship."

Ferguson couldn't help frowning when he heard this.

He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd in front of this old man who had been fighting for more than ten years, so he asked curiously with suspicion:

"Do you really believe in this Arsenal second team under your command?"

Professor Wen nodded with a smile, but shook his head again: "I really believe in the players' abilities and their competitive spirit."

"But this kind of trust can't narrow the gap in overall strength between the two teams, so it doesn't make sense."

"So, to be more precise, I believe in Su Fan's personal ability!"

"I believe that as long as this kid is left on the field, adjust his skills and tactics a little, and give him a little more time..."

"He will definitely respond to my trust with practical actions."