Strong Waist

September 19, Velodrome Stadium.

In the first round of the Champions League group stage, the entire Velodrome Stadium was surrounded by a large number of Marseille fans.

Looking around, almost all Marseille fans in white jerseys.

But in the crowd, there was a little red in the white clump, which was particularly eye-catching.

This is a little boy of about 10 years old. Surrounded by Marseille fans, his Arsenal jersey looks extremely dazzling.

Next to the little boy was a young man wearing a Marseille jersey.

Facing the slightly hostile eyes around him, the young man was a little frightened.

"Little Al, you should wear a Marseille jersey outside." The youth said to the little boy.

Little Al shook his head stubbornly: "I don't! Arsenal fans are never afraid of difficulties!"

The young man's face became even more bitter.

"Uncle Phoebe knows, he's going to kill me!"

Little El turned his head and smiled, "Don't worry, he won't know!"

Little Al's full name is Al Phoebe.

He has a father, David Phoebe, who is a diehard Marseille fan.

David clearly wants to develop little Ayr into a qualified Marseille fan.

But obviously, Little Al has a bigger plan!

The two finally crossed the area of ​​Marseille fans carefully to the ticket office.

Little Al took out the money from his pocket, stepped to the window, and said, "I want two away tickets, thank you!"

The young lady in the ticket office smiled and said, "I'm sorry, the tickets are sold out!"

Hearing this, Little El stayed for a while.

"Are you selling it?" Little Al was obviously a little confused.

He didn't expect this to happen.

The two left the ticket office, and Little Al stared at the money in his hand in a daze.

The young man looked at the situation, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Actually, it's not completely hopeless."

Little El immediately raised his head and said expectantly, "Do you have a solution?"

The young man shook his head and said, "Follow me!"

The two walked to a corner, where a man in short sleeves stood, holding a stack of tickets, which was selling.

Obviously, the youth are pinning their hopes on scalpers.

"How much are two away tickets?"

The young man walked over and asked.

The scalper glanced at the two of them and said, "A piece of 200 euros!"

The youth frowned.

Little Al shouted at the side; "Hey! The tickets for the Champions League group stage are only 69 euros. This is not the first time for me!"

The scalper laughed; "Yes! You can buy tickets for 69 euros at the ticket office, but they obviously don't have tickets there!"

After speaking, the scalper shook the ticket in his hand and said, "Do you want it? 200 euros! Actually, it's not too expensive!"

Little Al looked down at the money in his hand, and he only had enough to buy a ticket.

He looked up at the young man again.

The young man sighed; "Go ahead, you have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, don't leave any regrets for yourself."

Little Al asked hesitantly; "What about you?"

The young man smiled, took off his Marseille jersey to reveal the Arsenal jersey inside, opened his hands and said, "I can cheer with other Arsenal fans outside!"

Obviously, both are Arsenal fans.

Little Al hesitated.

Suddenly, a voice came from my ear.

"Do you need help?"

Little Al looked up and saw a strong man in Arsenal's overalls inside the railing staring at him with a smile.

Martin Ness looked at Little Al with a smile and asked, "I see that you are in some trouble."

After speaking, Martin Ness took out his work permit and looked at the youth, "Are you also an Arsenal fan?"

The young man nodded quickly.

Martin Ness smiled and handed out his work permit, then shook his head and said, "Come in!"

Youth ecstasy.

Little Al also paid decisively and got the ticket.

After entering the court, Martin Ness led them onwards.

The two of them didn't know where they were going, but it was not easy to ask.

After a while, Martin Ness actually led the two directly to the back of the player tunnel.

Here, they can see the players of the two teams already standing neatly.

Little Al opened his mouth slightly. He dared to say that today was his most unforgettable day.

Martin Ness smiled and squatted down and asked, "Would you like to walk into the court with the players? Who do you like?"

Little Al shouted decisively; "Kay! I like Kai!"

"Hahaha!" Martin Ness laughed and said; "You like our squad leader, do you want to be at the front?"

Hearing this, Little El stayed for a while.

Martin Ness smiled and got up and rubbed Little Al's hair, then turned to the staff next to him.

The two sides didn't know what they were negotiating. After a while, Martin Ness came back.

At this time, the caddies also came out from another channel.

Martin Ness patted Little Al on the back and said, "Go, you can hold Kai's hand and walk into the field!"

At this time, little El's head was in chaos, and he almost subconsciously followed the crowd forward.

He walked to the player tunnel, all the way forward, and finally stopped behind the referee.

He raised his head and looked over.

Xiao Aier raised his head and stared blankly at Le Kai's profile, his mouth opened slightly.

He didn't know if this was a dream or reality.

If it's a dream, don't wake him up.

At this time, Le Kai also noticed this look, and when he looked down and saw the little boy's expression, he couldn't help but smile, stretched out his hand, rubbed the little guy's hair and said, "Arsenal fans?"

Little El nodded quickly.

Le Kai continued to smile and said, "Do you know our slogan before entering?"

Little Al nodded again.

Lucky said with a smile; "How about you call in a while?"

Little El blinked: "Let me come?"

Lucky shrugged, "No confidence?"

"No!" Little El said hotly in his heart: "I'm coming!"

The conversation between the two was also heard by the Arsenal generals, who couldn't help laughing softly.

At this time, Le Kai saw that the referees had already started to prepare for entry.

He turned his head and shouted: "Guys, the first Champions League group match, the battle is about to start!"

Immediately, he looked down at Little El and said, "Let's start!"

Little El immediately took a deep breath, his small fists clenched tightly, his little face was a little distorted with excitement, and in a tender voice, he shouted at the top of his voice:

"Go forward!!~~~"

Le Kai and other Arsenal generals suddenly shouted:

"Gunman!!—"

......

Shh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Arsenal! Here, you can't take anything!"

"We will defeat you!"

"Victory belongs to Marseille!!"

In the stands, the Marseille fans cheered for the victory and gave huge boos to the Arsenal players.

David Phoebe was one of them, and he cursed loudly, putting pressure on Arsenal players.

At the same time, he kept complaining:

"So why should we put our children in Arsenal shirts, this is an unreasonable rule!"

"I don't know which unlucky kid was put on the Arsenal shirt, they must be very uncomfortable!"

David Phoebe kept complaining.

He didn't like the rule, even though the caddie was a symbol of friendship.

But putting on the opponent's jersey for your own little fans is really disgusting.

David Phoebe grinned; "I don't know whose child is so unlucky!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly widened his eyes.

On the big screen, the figure of Arsenal captain Le Kai appeared.

But that's not the point.

The key is, why is the child he is holding so familiar?

David Phoebe rubbed his eyes to confirm.

He rubbed his eyes again to confirm again.

Immediately, his voice showed a scream of anger!

"El!! Why are you there?!!"

Little Al didn't know that he had been discovered by his father.

At this time, the little guy was about to float up.

He followed Lucky's side and carried out a series of activities such as admission, taking pictures and shaking hands.

When the game was about to start, he returned to the tunnel.

"It's so cool!!"

In the player tunnel, Little Al jumped up and down excitedly.

Martin Ness came over and said with a smile: "If you have a chance, you can come to the Emirates Stadium. At our home stadium, the atmosphere will be even better!"

"Hmmmm!" Little El nodded.

He swore that from this moment on, he had fallen in love with this club hopelessly.

He is a diehard Arsenal fan!

Looking at the frenzy on Al Phoebe's face, the smile on Martin Ness' face became even more intense.

Therefore, fans should start from an early age!

Voila!

This is the future Arsenal diehard!