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VIP Chapter Directory Volume 3 Premier League Years Chapter 38 Subtotals

Early the next morning, the whole Chelsea team had breakfast in the hotel.

Xiangnan looked at his teammates' sleepy look and couldn't help but yawn.

It seems that it is not only me who can't sleep alone.

Last night, outside the luxury hotel where Chelsea stayed, there was always a large group of fans wearing Fenerbahce's jerseys. They were creating various noises and noises outside the windowsills. The fans were yelling loudly, setting off fireworks and dancing unknown dances. Their only purpose was to prevent Chelsea players from resting well.

I have to admit that this trick from Fenerbahce fans is very effective. The Chelsea players who just got off the plane were treated like this without even the time to fall off the jet lag. They can imagine their rest status.

Xiangnan was tortured, and he knew that such a thing was useless even if he found the local police. You must know that such a large group of fans yelled here in the middle of the night, and the local police would not know so much? This must be a tacit act, let alone expect the Istanbul citizens near the hotel to sue these fans and disturb the public. It is estimated that in the hearts of Istanbul citizens, these guys who sacrificed their rest time here in the middle of the night to make trouble have risen to the height of city heroes...

In the end, there was no other way. Xiangnan brought his headphones and the volume was turned on to the maximum. In the shocking music of "We Are the Champions" of "Queen", he slowly entered his dream...

Uh... God testified.===If "Queen" knew that this famous and passionate song was actually used as a lullaby by a football player in desperation. I don't know what to think about...

Xiangnan, who was trying to put the breakfast in front of him, felt that his arm was sitting beside him, and Sinclair gently poked it, raised his head to Nan, and happened to see Grant yawning, facing the breakfast without any energy...

I have to say that before the game started, the Turks had already won a game!!

Uh...it's just a little bit uneven...

There is a saying in Türkiye that "you can not join any political party, but you must choose to support a team."

As one of Turkey's two clubs with the largest number of fans, the strength of Fenerbahce is undoubtedly the overlord in Turkey. Of course, if you say this, the fans of Galatasaray will definitely be unhappy.

What?

You said Besiktas wasn't happy either?!!

You guys call!!

Fenerbahce is also known as the richest and richest club in Turkey. The team not only has many international players in Turkey, but also has attracted some famous players who are ready to retire at high salaries and come here to contribute their last glory. Now there is the famous left-back Brazilian Carlos in this Turkish powerhouse.===

In addition, the famous European football high center Kyzerman is also in the Fenerbahce team.

In a word, if anyone would think that Fenerbahce is a good word for chewing bones, then God will definitely punish him. Fortunately, Chelsea, from the club's senior management to the coaching staff members and players, no one would not take this Turkish powerhouse in mind.

At least, the unpleasant experience last night has made some rookies who came to Turkey for the first time and will never forget them.

Obviously, Xiangnan is also one of these rookies. Xiangnan has begun to regain some spirit and vows to give these ungrateful Turks some colors to see!!

Uh... I have to say, I believe that Chelsea's performance at the current No. 9 is not what those Fenerbahce fans who are busy all night are happy to see...

It is worthy of being the richest club in Turkey. **** The facilities of the Sukuru Sarakoru Stadium in Fenerbahce are first-class, and it is not much different from the wealthy Chelsea. In particular, the quality of the turf of Sukuru Sarakoru Stadium is good, which makes the Chelsea coaching staff, who are worried about the Turks doing tricks on the turf, can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that these Turkish mules are not broken yet!

Xiangnan listened to Sidwell's complaint with laughter and cry, not knowing whether to agree or say something. In short, no matter how you say this, it felt something was wrong and not easy to use... Chelsea adapted to the training on the field and just carried out simple group training, that is, running around the lap, practicing shooting, etc. After all, it is estimated that the bearded janitor of Sukuru Saracogru Stadium may be Fenerbahce's spy.

In this regard, the whole Chelsea team, from the coaching staff to the players, has a unified awareness.

After receiving a pass from Maluda, Xiangnan pulled and hit the ball, and then rode a bicycle. Just when Ferrera was about to be shaken down, Xiangnan finally let the guy go and shot the ball into the goal.

Ferreira was not annoyed, today's training is like this, mainly relaxed, and there are no tactical arrangements. It is important to adjust the players' status and strive to minimize the impact of the Turkish harassment yesterday.\\\\\\

The training was led by first-team assistant coach Ray Wilkins, while Grant sat on the sidelines, paddled around the famous little notebook. This is the starting lineup for tomorrow's game.

Despite the relaxed training, Drogba of Warcraft was meticulous. This serious attitude made Xiang Nan sigh when he admired it--

Brother, what have you been going?

However, Xiangnan also admitted that Drogba was on the front line, especially when facing the tough playing style of a Turkish team like Fenerbahce, Drogba's power was even a little stronger than himself.

After experiencing the incident of going to the bar and then dancing girls, the Ivorians have not made it to the roster for two games. This time the Israelis brought Drogba to Istanbul, which also rekindled a glimmer of hope.

Doudou!!

With the short whistle of first-team assistant coach Ray Wilkins, the training ended. At this time, everyone's eyes were also on Grant who picked up the notebook and walked slowly. Xiangnan was no exception, because he still owed Joanna a birthday gift!!

Opening the book, Grant glanced at his own player and began to chant slowly in his English with a somewhat clear Tel Aviv accent--

"Goalkeeper, Kudicini starts, Taylor substitutes.\\\\\\\\

On the back line, Essin, Terry, Carvalho, and Ashley Cole started, Ivanovic and Wien Bridge substitute.

In the midfield, Lampard, Marklele, Barack, Maluda started, Sidwell and Wright Phillips were substituted.

Forwards---"

Speaking of this, the Israelites glanced at Drogba. Then they lowered their heads and then recited:

"Drogba and Andre start, Sinclair and Pizarro replace."

At this time, Xiangnan noticed that Drogba beside him tightly clenched his fists and his eyes became very aggressive.

Uh…The Turks can pray for themselves in advance…

Xiangnan took a deep breath, no surprise. He started and would not make those annoying Turks comfortable!!

Uh...Is this considered a Chelsea No. 9 battle manifesto?

After returning to the hotel, Chelsea Club officials specially found relevant personnel of the Fenerbahceti Club and reflected on the harassment incident of crazy fans gathered outside the hotel in the middle of the night.

"I'm sorry, there's nothing we can do about this."

"Sorry, this is a spontaneous behavior of the fans."

"On behalf of the Fenerbahce Club, I am sorry for the fans' actions. But we have no choice."

"We cannot take any unfriendly attitude towards the fans' passionate love for the club!"

"Go to your fucking, passionate love!" Chelsea Club official Jesse, a native of West London, couldn't help but say insincerely this guy with a mustache in front of him. He cursed in his heart.

"Okay. I didn't say anything. If Fenerbahce came to West London, I think our fans don't mind, let your players feel the crazy love of our fans." Jesse said with gritted teeth on the word love.

"Sir, you are a threat, I protest." Fenerbahce's club official shouted almost at Jesse's nose.

Well... Maybe the officials of Fenerbahce did not expect that the legendary gentlemen of the British Empire would threaten this nakedly.

"It's okay, goodbye." After saying this, Jesse acted and was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait, Mr. Jesse, I think I can try to solve the troubles you have encountered!!" The official of the Fenerbahce club was anxious when he saw that Jesse was about to leave. He had no doubt that the guy in front of him would return all this in London Eight as he said, and he would return even more severely.

"I hope so, otherwise..." Jesse stopped, said this and left.

This demonic pagan!!

The official of Fenerbahce looked at Jesse's hateful back and cursed the guy in front of him in his heart. Hurry up and go to hell and wail in hell.

Sure enough, Fenerbahce Club cruelly deprived the fans of their team of their way of expressing their love. That night, near the hotel where the Chelsea players stayed was extremely quiet. Even a stray dog ​​was quickly captured by the police who rushed over...

Yes, I have to say, great ability to do things...

Finally, Xiangnan slept peacefully. Early in the morning, he opened his eyes and looked at the scenery outside the window--
Chapter completed!
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