Chapter 235 The Cutest Fans

In the end, Liverpool defeated Newcastle 2:1 at their home stadium. Judging from the score, it seemed like Liverpool had won by a narrow margin.

But in reality, Newcastle didn't score that face-saving goal until the game was almost over.

And it was all because Liverpool got too carried away and made their own mistakes.

Even the Newcastle players themselves didn't expect the ball to go in.

But the goal came too late to make any difference.

In the eighty-eighth minute, Martin O'Neill substituted Chen Hero with Krashnic, and he was met with thunderous cheers and applause from Liverpool fans all over the stadium.

And he waved to the fans in thanks.

This time, no one said he was being substituted early because he was physically exhausted. Because he had already proven that there was nothing wrong with his fitness at all...

As soon as the game ended, Chen Hero was surrounded by reporters in the mixed zone.

They had too many questions to ask.

Chen Hero hadn't accepted any media interviews after the last game, and had left in a hurry. So many of the questions from the last game, many media outlets hadn't had time to ask. Although four days had passed since the game, and the media had discussed many topics related to that game during this time, the person involved had never spoken out, and the media still wanted to hear what Chen Hero had to say about that game.

Of course, this was like tearing open Manchester City's newly scabbed wound again, sticking a finger in and stirring it around, and then salting it...

But who cared what Manchester City thought? Such big news, how could they not take advantage of it for a few more days? How could they be worthy of the professional ethics of a reporter!

In addition, what happened to Chen Hero on the way back from China was also a topic of great interest to everyone.

As for Manchester City's five goals, Chen Hero didn't think there was anything to say.

"I made a bet with the boss that if I could score five goals against Manchester City, he would let me go back to China, so I scored five goals. What's there to say?"

Chen Hero shrugged and said casually.

But to the reporters, it was still shocking. Even though they had already heard this reason from O'Neill, the fact that it was confirmed by the person involved still left them with lingering shockwaves.

"But Hero, you just scored five goals against them like that. I'm afraid the Manchester City fans will hate you even more."

"It's not hate, it's fear, right? Haha!" Chen Hero laughed triumphantly.

"So, Hero, what exactly happened on your way from Frankfurt to Liverpool?"

Chen Hero sighed: "Alas... it's a long story..."

After Chen Hero simply told the reporters about his experiences over the past day or so, everyone in the room was dumbfounded.

"This... this is completely a movie..."

"Are you saying that you were sleepy and just slept in the car, and you were hungry and just ate a sandwich? When there were only a dozen minutes left before the game started, you were still stuck on the road a few miles away from Anfield, and you ran all the way here to make it to the game?"

Chen Hero nodded: "Yes."

"And just like that... you still scored two goals and helped the team defeat Newcastle? You're really a monster!"

Chen Hero was very proud of the reporters' complaints. He raised his arms and made a bodybuilding pose to show off his muscles: "Thank you for the compliment!"

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Martin O'Neill also talked about Chen Hero's long-distance support at the post-match press conference.

"I have never doubted him. He told me in Frankfurt that he would definitely make it to this game. As his coach, I trust my players. Now I am very happy that my trust has been rewarded."

Martin O'Neill said seriously in front of the reporters. In fact, his heart had been wavering for a long time. It's just that he didn't show his wavering in the end. Until the last moment, Chen Hero's name was prominently listed on the starting list he gave to the media and the referees. In the beginning, many people thought he was too dependent on Chen Hero and would definitely suffer from it. But now it has turned into a beautiful story of "the general and the soldiers are of one heart"...

So he was especially happy that his trust had been rewarded. In fact, it wasn't happiness, but relief—thank goodness he hadn't revealed any flaws before...

Regarding Chen Hero's outstanding performance in the game, he said: "I trust him. I know Hero's physical condition very well. He has always been a player with plenty of energy. So I let him play in this game until the eighty-eighth minute before substituting him... Of course, I could have substituted him earlier, but I didn't want you to think that it was because Hero was physically exhausted. I substituted him early just so that he could receive the cheers of the fans alone. Didn't you all hear how loud the cheers were at Anfield Stadium at that time?"

O'Neill was quite proud of his decision, so naturally he had to take it out and say it again in front of the reporters.

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Chen Hero said goodbye to his teammates, he had to meet up with Cabrella first.

Both of their cell phones were out of power, but they had other ways to contact each other. For example, Chen Hero borrowed the boss Martin O'Neill's cell phone to call Chen Xing, and contacted Cabrella through Chen Xing.

The two sides agreed on a location and then met, and then took a taxi home.

But this time, they ran into acquaintances at the exit—Phil Gibbs, who had driven them to Liverpool before, and two other partners.

"Ah! We finally found you!"

Gibbs was especially happy.

"Your luggage was left in our car, so we brought it over." Gibbs and his partners walked over with Chen Hero's luggage.

Chen Hero was stunned when he saw them, then he reacted and laughed.

He was in such a hurry to go to the game that he had forgotten all about his luggage. Later, when he remembered it, he had already given up hope. He carried his wallet and passport with him, and the bag contained clothes and some other electronic products. He thought he would never find it again. The UK is definitely not a utopian country where "doors are not locked at night and lost items are not picked up." There are many thieves here. If you forget to take your things, you basically won't find them again, it's not even as good as in China.

He didn't expect that these three fans would actually personally return Chen Hero and Cabrella's luggage! They are really living Lei Fengs (model citizens)!

This made him a little moved. So he took the initiative to step forward, gave Gibbs a hug, and then released him and went to hug the next one.

After hugging all three of them, he let go.

And Gibbs and others had long been caught up in the great happiness and were a little at a loss—they didn't expect to be hugged by their idol!

"Thank you!"

"We... we should be the ones saying thank you!" Phil Gibbs stammered. "We listened to the live broadcast of this game in the car... you were amazing! Hero! You were able to score two goals in this situation..."

"That's right! You're so awesome, Hero!" Tom Jackson gave a thumbs up next to him.

"Being able to send you to participate in the game is our... uh, our honor!" Adam Smith was also very excited.

"So... can we ask you to take a photo with us and sign something..." Finally, Phil Gibbs made their request.

They had sent him to Anfield, so even if they didn't make this request, Chen Hero would have taken the initiative to satisfy them. He was too anxious before, and didn't have time. But now...

Chen Hero nodded: "No problem!"

The three young men cheered, and then Tom Jackson handed the digital camera to Cabrella and asked her to take a photo of the four of them.

In the end, in addition to taking a group photo, each of them also took a separate photo with Chen Hero. Cabrella was also pulled in to take a photo with them.

Chen Hero satisfied all of them without complaint.

After the photo session, he also signed his name on the things they handed over.

Finally, the three fans left contentedly and gratefully.

Chen Hero smiled as he watched them leave. It was clear that they had helped him, so why were they the ones who kept saying "thank you" in the end?

"They're really a group of cute fans." Cabrella next to him also found it very interesting.

Chen Hero turned to look at her.

"Let's go, Christine, it's time for us to go home too."

Cabrella nodded: "Yeah."

"I want to take a shower first, then have a big meal, and finally have a good night's sleep!" Chen Hero yawned.

Everyone was exclaiming that he had limitless energy, that he was a perverted superman who never got tired.

But he was, after all, a human being, so how could he not know how to be tired?

It's just that at critical moments, his mental will can make him forget his fatigue.

Just like when he desperately grinded dungeons.

After completing the task, a strong sense of exhaustion would come.

Even if he was an iron superman, he couldn't stand it.

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At more than eight o'clock in the evening, fifty-eight hours after departing from Beijing, Chen Hero and Cabrella finally returned to their home in Liverpool after all kinds of hardships.

When Chen Hero got home, he hadn't even had time to take a shower, and his whole body was already so tired that he couldn't stand it. He refused to take a shower no matter what, using the excuse that he had already showered at the stadium after the game. He kicked off his shoes, didn't even have time to take off his socks, and fell on the bed, and then he didn't want to move.

Cabrella didn't blame him for being unhygienic or anything. She just reached out and adjusted the quilt for Chen Hero, and watched Chen Hero sleep by the side.

In fact, she had seen Chen Hero sleep countless times.

When she was in Naples, she and Chen Hero slept in the same room. After Chen Hero fell asleep, she didn't dare to fall asleep easily because she had to be responsible for security. What to do if she couldn't sleep? She simply watched Chen Hero, carefully observing what was so extraordinary about this man, who could stir up the whole of Naples, making those who hated him wish he would die, and making those who loved him wish they could die for him...

Some feelings may have sprouted slowly in those gazes.

And finally blossomed.