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Chapter two hundred and ninety seventh departure(1/2)

"Open the soul,

Strip off the shyness of spring.

Dance steps spiral,

Stepping through the silence of winter.

The warmth is filled with affectionate greetings.

The drizzle bathed yesterday, yesterday...

An exciting moment yesterday.

You greet me with warm eyes,

Welcome to the joy, joy I brought from yesterday...

Come on, come on, meet up with 98.

Come on, come on, meet up with 98.

Meet in the silver moonlight.

Meet in warm affection.

Come on, come on, meet up with 98.

Come on, come on, meet in 1998.

Meet in the sweet spring breeze.

Meet the eternal youth.

Let’s make an appointment with your heart, let’s make an appointment with your heart.

Meet year after year,

No matter how far away it is."

1997 has passed, and Mr. Ge misses it very much.

After Mr. Shi, who had a hair of 50,000 yuan, a football player finally appeared on the Spring Festival Gala.

After Ou Chuliang sang, the camera was given to Rad, who was sitting in the first row.

This old man from the former South has turned white in both his hair and beard. Although his country is split, China is his second hometown!

After the Spring Festival, Ou Chuliang received a quick call from Tikel and rushed back to Naples without stopping.

"What's going on?" As soon as Ou Chuliang got off the plane, he saw Tikel's haggard face.

"Bora is in a bad situation." Tikel looked worried. "He locked himself in the room. He hasn't gone out for three days since the last game ended!"

Has the "Bora Day" been extended?

Ou Chuliang frowned. He knew that people like Ferdinando who looked sunny would not be able to continue like this for long and would even suffer from depression. However, the winter transfer window has opened and he would be able to "regain freedom" immediately, and there is no reason why he would suddenly become like this.

"He must have been stimulated by some kind of stimulation!" Ou Chuliang said firmly.

Looking at Tikel's face that was eager to speak, Ou Chuliang knew that he had guessed it right.

"Mr. Tikel, I think you should explain to me clearly what happened during this period." Ou Chuliang looked serious.

Hearing this, Tikel couldn't help but leaned against the seat like a deflated ball, and even the speed of the car slowed down a bit.

"It has to start with the game against Barry..."

Giuseppe has undergone Achilles tendon surgery once again, and he will never be able to return to the arena this season. The goalkeeper position is basically the remaining three goalkeepers to take responsibility.

A club with panic has three goalkeepers, which is enough to cope with half a season.

But the question is what to do later. Raphael will retire at the end of the season, Ferdinando is determined to leave again, and Ou Chuliang has various things delayed in China.

Since the club manager was fired in early December, no one has ever asked about the future of Naples, and the current situation of the team has made everyone feel upset.

The Chairman often summarizes his term in this way, concise and a little self-righteous: "I have been so unlucky these twenty months, and there is no hour that can make me happy."

He said that, but the reporter caught a photo of him playing golf yesterday.

In the new year, except for a draw, the second half of the league can be regarded as a replica of the first half, and fans have not seen any hope of relegation.

As of the time of the game against Barry, the team actually had half of the games not played. But Napoli ranked last, and the continuous losses left the last chance to relegate.

The incident happened before the match against Barry, and the slogan she played before the game was: We must win!

Just two days before the start of the season, coach Giovanni asked Ferdinando to his office. Giovanni was confident to lead the team to deal with the next game, but he wanted to know Ferdinando's plan, that is, whether the young man would stay.

"I can't say it right now."

"Get rid of Ferdinando and tell me your true thoughts for the sake of the club's training you to become a talent."

The young Ferdinando didn't think too much, and he also hoped to be upright. "Okay, Mr. Giovanni, I think I'll leave."

Ferdinando is already in his mind and is actively in touch with the Turkish Super League club. But he wants to stick to the last shift here, so that no matter what the result is, he can always leave with decentness. And he doesn't want to continue to compete in Serie B on behalf of a chaotic organization, which may be the situation of Naples next season.

Faced with Giovanni, Ferdinando still revealed a little real idea: after Giuseppe returns next season, he may not be able to continue to start with the team.

Giovanni thought for a moment and suggested: "Bora, now that you have made up your mind to leave, you'd better announce this decision at the pre-match press conference before the next game."

This confused Ferdinando, asking: "Mr. Coach, every game in the club will be crucial next, and doing so will add unnecessary trouble to the club."

"No, it's better to make everything clear!" Giovanni insisted.

Ferdinando still shook his head, his decision had been made, and there was no goalkeeper available next season. Even if the club wants to buy a new goalkeeper, there is still plenty of time before it leaves, so there is no need to do this.

"I think it's better not to make it public now." Ferdinando's tone was very careful and polite, "This is not a good time."

However, the next day, after training, Giovanni sat in the press conference hall at the Naples Stadium, pouring a full glass of water into the cup in front of him.

Without a reporter's question, Jonivan took the initiative to say: "I'm sorry, I have bad news that Ferdinando will leave the team in the second half of the season."

The next day in the game with Barry, Ferdinando's parents came to the scene to watch his son's game.

However, the two old men soon saw a bed sheet hanging from the stands of the Naples fans, which clearly read: "Maradona, Zov, Cannavaro."

Then after three meritorious names, they were painted with blood-red paint: "Traitor: Ferdinando, Flanderjek (another player who is about to leave Naples)."

Ferdinando's parents' faces changed drastically. They spent a difficult ninety minutes in a hustle and insult. You should know that before this game, Ferdinando was still regarded as the darling of the fans.

The game against Barry was originally regarded by Ferdinand as his last chance. But the fans kept shouting: "Ferdinand, you are a traitor", "Ferdinand, you are the biggest sinner of the team", "You are Judas"!

In the end, the team lost 0-2 to Barry at home, but this time the protagonist who fans condemned was no longer the head coach and club executives.

In the mixed zone, the reporters gathered behind the movable fence. When Ferdinando saw them, he knew what those people were asking.

"Bora, please talk about the fans' slogans today!"

Ferdinando was still a sunny boy expression, and no one could see his true feelings: "These voices are certainly not that wonderful, but they are also expected. I think this is just some prejudice from the fans."

"Are you angry about this when the coach takes the initiative to want the media to disclose the news that you are leaving?"

"I told the coach what I thought, but I might not understand it enough." Ferdinando's answer sounded very realistic. He still had a smile on his face, as if a smile had become his human skin mask.

"His expression is not consistent. Look, this is the happiest moment when he was a child!" In another interview, Ferdinando's mother took out some photos and was anxious to see. Ferdinando smiled so happily on it, which was different from the smile he had when he was interviewed by the media the day before.

Whenever the players miss the "last chance", they always say that they must win the next game, and that is our last chance!

Lazio is Napoli's next opponent. Before the game begins, the staff at home had to clean up the lawn near the goal, which was full of toilet paper, lighters and beer glasses thrown by the visiting fans.

Naples fans stood behind the door, pointing at the warm-up back in front and shouting: "Look, that sinner and traitor are there!"

At this time, Ferdinando's save was still soothing, just like the muscles on his face, and no one else could see anything unusual.

Before going on stage, Ferdinando patted Ou Chuliang's right hand on his shoulder: "Ou, don't worry, I'm fine!"

It was really okay if he was OK Ou Chuliang didn't know, but Ou Chuliang knew that it was not until yesterday that the young man walked out of his locked room. At that time, he was already disheveled and could not see any trace of his eyes.

Tikel also said to Ou Chuliang: "Let him go, he has not had a few games left in Naples, let him create the final value!"

Ou Chuliang didn't know what this "value" refers to, whether it was Ferdinando's heroic shot against Mancini, or the fearlessness of saving Nesta's header. Or it was the third draw for the team this season, or the shield that the club's senior executives placed in front of their winter transfer window.

Ou Chuliang sat on the sidelines and clearly saw Ferdinando easily holding Mancini's powerful shot in his arms. It was indeed a wonderful save!

But even so, the fans were still so unscrupulous. There were even hundreds of fans who were reluctant to miss the opportunity to boo him every time Ferdinando touched the ball.

Especially when the last pounce shot Paul Negro was snatched from the goal, Ferdinand almost broke the face because of the opponent's shoe nails.

"Traitor! Traitor!!!" the fans shouted.

Gisela panicked and came to the temporary tent, where the players met with their family and friends after the game.

"Everything they did to you is...oh! They are simply crazy!"

Ferdinando held his little girlfriend in his arms, "Don't worry about baby, this is part of the job."

Ferdinando calmly explained to Gisera, "For the last home game, you'd better not come to the stadium, so that you can save some fun. Then I will take you away from here, and there will be no such noise in the new place!"

Gisera was stunned and did not even refute. She was only eighteen years old, and Ferdinand's ups and downs made her feel a little comforted. At least this man's chest was still hot and could still be relied on.

"I was very surprised at that time!" When Ou Chuliang recalled this former colleague many years later, he couldn't help but exclaim from the bottom of his heart, "He was so calm, so active and cheerful at that time."

Tikel often brings strangers to the tent, and he needs to find a suitable next home for this cousin from afar. Even some enthusiastic brokerage companies are willing to make a match. This young man's performance in the first half of the season was definitely not as bad as the team's results.

For Ferdinando, Fenerbahce of the Turkish Super League and Boa Vista of the Portuguese Super League are his favorite places, and Tikel is also desperately seeking the best offer to help build a bridge.
To be continued...
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