Chapter 11 Why Are You There?

September 19, Velodrome Stadium. Google search reading

During 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 of them were Marseille fans wearing white jerseys.

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

This was a little boy about 10 years old. Surrounded by Marseille fans, his Arsenal jersey was extremely eye-catching.

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 timid.

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

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

The young man's face became even more bitter.

"Uncle Phoebe will kill me if he finds out!"

Little Al turned around and smiled slyly: "Don't worry, he won't know!"

Little Al's full name is Al Phoebe.

He has a father named David Phoebe who is a die-hard Marseille fan.

David obviously wants to train Little Al to be a qualified Marseille fan.

But obviously, Little Al has a greater plan!

The two of them carefully finally passed through the Marseille fans' area and came to the ticket office.

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

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

Hearing this, Little Al was stunned for a moment.

"Sold?" Little Al was obviously a little confused.

He had never thought that this would 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 Al immediately raised his head and said expectantly: "Do you have a way?"

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

The two walked to a corner, where a man in a short-sleeved shirt stood, holding a stack of tickets in his hand and selling them.

Obviously, the young man was pinning his hopes on the scalper.

"Two away tickets, how much?"

The young man walked over to ask.

The scalper glanced at the two and said; "200 euros each!"

The young man frowned.

Little Al on the side shouted; "Hey! The Champions League group stage tickets are only 69 euros, this is not my first time here!"

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

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

Little Al looked down at the money in his hand, which was enough for him to buy one ticket.

He looked up at the young man again.

The young man sighed, "Go ahead. You've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. Don't leave yourself with regrets."

Little Al hesitated and asked, "What about you?"

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

Obviously, both of them are Arsenal fans.

Little Al hesitated.

Suddenly, a voice came from his ear.

"Do you need help?"

Little Al looked up and saw a strong man wearing Arsenal work clothes inside the railing, smiling and staring at him.

Martinez smiled at Little Al and asked, "I see you're in some trouble."

After that, Martinez took out his work permit and looked at the young man and said, "Are you also an Arsenal fan?"

The young man nodded quickly.

Martinez smiled and handed over his work permit, then shook his head and said, "Come in!"

The young man was ecstatic.

Little Al also paid decisively and got the ticket.

After entering the stadium, Martinez led them to continue walking forward.

The two did not know where to go, but it was not easy to ask.

After a while, Martinez actually led the two directly to the back of the player's tunnel.

Here, they could see the players of the two teams standing in line.

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

Martinez smiled and squatted down, asking: "Do you want to walk into the stadium with the players? Who do you like?"

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

"Hahaha!" Martinez laughed and said; "You like our captain, do you want to stand in the front?"

Hearing this, Little Al was stunned again.

Martinez smiled and stood up and rubbed Little Al's hair, then turned and walked towards the staff on the side.

The two sides did not know what they negotiated. After a while, Martinez came back.

At this time, the caddies also walked out of another channel.

Martinez patted Little Al on the back and said, "Go ahead, you can hold Kai's hand and walk into the court!"

At this time, Little Al's mind was in a mess, and he almost subconsciously followed the crowd forward.

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

He looked up.

Little Al looked up, staring blankly at Lekai's profile, his mouth slightly open.

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

If it was a dream, then don't let him wake up.

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

Little Al nodded quickly.

Lekai continued to smile and said: "Do you know our slogan before entering the stadium?"

Little Al nodded again.

Lekai smiled; "How about you shout it later?"

Little Al blinked and said; "Let me do it?"

Lekai shrugged and said; "No confidence?"

"No!" Little Al said passionately: "I'll do it!"

The conversation between the two was also heard by the Arsenal players, and they couldn't help but laugh softly.

At this time, Lekai saw that the referees had already started to prepare for entering the stadium.

He turned around and shouted, "Guys, the first Champions League group match is about to begin!"

Immediately, he looked down at Little Al and said, "Let's get started!"

Little Al took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and his face was distorted with excitement. He shouted in a childish voice:

"Forward!!~~~"

Lucky and other Arsenal players suddenly shouted:

"Gunners!!——"

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"Arsenal! You can't take anything here!"

"We will beat you!"

"Victory belongs to Marseille!!"

In the stands, Marseille fans cheered for the victory and booed the Arsenal players.

David Phoebe was also one of them. He cursed loudly to put pressure on the Arsenal players.

At the same time, he kept complaining:

"So, why do we have to wear Arsenal jerseys for our children? This is an unreasonable rule!"

"I don't know which unlucky kid was put on Arsenal jerseys. They must be very uncomfortable!"

David Phoebe kept complaining.

He didn't like this rule very much. Although the caddy represented friendship.

But putting the opponent's jersey on his own little fan was really disgusting.

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

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

The figure of Arsenal captain Lucky appeared on the big screen.

But this is not the key.

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

David Phoebe rubbed his eyes to confirm.

He rubbed his eyes again and confirmed again.

Immediately, his voice showed a scream of shock and anger!

"Al!! Why are you there?!!"

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

The little guy was almost floating at this time.

He followed Lekai and carried out a series of activities such as entering the stadium, taking photos, and shaking hands.

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

"It's so cool!!"

In the player tunnel, little Al jumped excitedly.

Martinez came over and smiled: "If you have a chance, you can come to the Emirates Stadium. The atmosphere will definitely be better at our home stadium!"

"Yeah, yeah!" Little Al nodded.

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

He is a diehard Arsenal fan!

Looking at the fanaticism on Alfie's little face, the smile on Martinez's face became even more intense.

So, fans should start from a young age!

Look!

This is the future Arsenal diehard!

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