"Jamie!"

"Vardy!" Fang Jue raised his voice.

Vardy came back to his senses.

Fang Jue took a look and understood that this kid was too nervous.

"Nervous?" Fang Jue asked.

Vardy nodded first, then shook her head quickly.

"You're so nervous." Fang Jue patted Vardy on the shoulder, "I guess when you were on the court, that old man Ferguson would have to wonder, who is this kid?"

Vardy had a bitter face. This was right, but, boss, is it really good to say that?

"Go." Fang Jue was so happy, "If you scored a goal and turned the tide, you would be famous. However, if you don't perform, it's nothing."

"The reporter will only think that Fang Jue sent an unknown man and fell behind two goals, and he gave up."

"Stop judging." Fang Juexu kicked Valdy, "Go, just treat it as a stunning accumulation and perform well next time."

After being scolded by Fang Jue and being relieved by alternative comfort, Vardy's mood finally became normal.

The boss is right, he is a big deal. If he performs well, he will become famous in one battle and perform poorly, and the media will not pay attention to him.

The most important thing is that Fang Jue expressed his importance to him and would not be beaten to death just because of his poor performance in a game, which reassured him.

Aston Villa substitution, Shevchenko left the field due to injury, and Jamie Vardy came on the field.

...

"Who is this kid?" Ferguson asked.

He really doesn't know much.

"Jamie Vardy, a player introduced by Fang Jue from an amateur team, has been in the Aston Villa reserve team. He had an experience of playing as a substitute in the Cup before," said McFerran with information.

The old man was happy when he heard this.

Fang Jue had no one to use it, so he took an amateur player to take over.

In Ferguson's view, Fang Jue sold the top scorer Diego Costa, who was completely in need of money and life, and was out of here.

"Don't worry," said Feilan, "Fang Jue gave up the game."

Although there are no other strikers in Aston Villa, in Ferran's opinion, even a midfielder like Stroman is more reliable than amateur player.

This is a surrender, allowing young people to play experience.

Ferguson muttered, he thought so, but the old man said, "Don't underestimate the enemy."

Ferran chuckled. The old man was just a tough guy. So, he didn't see Ferguson coming to the sidelines to make any targeted adjustments to Aston Villa's substitution.

However, it is true, for a man, I don’t know what characteristics and type of that boy are.

Besides, there is no need.

...

Vardy played for five or six minutes.

Not even touching the ball.

Ferguson grinned and felt relieved.

He was indeed not worried at all, but Fang Jue that guy was too evil.

Most importantly, this guy is known for his expertise in discovering and cultivating young people, and Ferguson will pay more or less attention.

But now he was relieved.

At this moment, on the field, Scholes tackled Barack to the ground in midfield.

Aston Villa quickly served a free kick.

Bale took the ball on the wing and broke through.

"The speed is so fast! Bale is dribbling the ball, Raphael can't catch up with him at all. Overtaking, Fletcher was also overtaken."

Bale continuously used his speed to pass Raphael and Fletcher and was still dribbling the ball.

Fang Jue narrowed his eyes.

He noticed that Vardy was stepping forward in the middle, and Manchester United defenders were all focused on Ronaldo, so they didn't pay much attention to Vardy.

Vidic has been on high alert, and his attention is on Ronaldo.

Bale passed the ball.

Sure enough, I still looked for Ronaldo.

“Beautiful straight pass.”

Ronaldo raked over Vidic's side, stretched out his right foot and stopped the ball in a very comfortable position.

This is the ball sense of top players.

Vidic reacted quickly and immediately turned around and came to intercept.

Ronaldo stopped the ball just now, and the most wonderful thing was to turn his body around and face the goal.

He took his left foot a step forward to the left, and at the same time, the center of gravity slightly moved the left, and the ball rolled under his feet.

He heels his right foot and takes a step forward to the right.

Two or three consecutive fake moves continued.

Vidic was a little dizzy when shaken.

“Cycling!”

The commentator was excited.

"Be careful that he shoots long distance!" Van der Sar shouted.

Ronaldo likes to go out of the angle after riding a bicycle and suddenly shoot. This is his specialty.

At this moment, Ronaldo rolled his right foot.

Passed the ball!

Almost at the same time, Vardy passed by Evans and received the pass.

"Vardy!"

"Offside!" This is Manchester's commentator.

"No offside! Successful against offside!" This is Birmingham's commentator.

Evans was completely stunned. The Aston Villa substitute forward who had been almost invisible before suddenly stepped forward.

Almost the moment he passed by, he opened his distance from Evans.

At this moment, in front of Vardy, there was no defensive player.

Amid booing at Old Trafford Stadium, Valdy dribbled into the penalty area.

Facing Van der Sar who was attacking, Vardy gently pushed the ball forward with his right foot, and Van der Sar fell to the ground to save.

Vardy dextered the football back, and as soon as he accelerated, he passed by.

Then, gently pushed the ball into the empty goal with his left foot.

Three to four!

Aston Villa scored a goal!

“Gooooooooooooooaal!”

"Jamie Valdy! Aston Villa's No. 37, he scored, a beautiful goal!" Lyinkel shouted, "This is the boy's Premier League debut, he scored as soon as he came on the court. Jamie Valdy, let us remember this name. No matter whether Aston Villa can maintain an unbeaten golden body in today's game, this boy surprised us."

"Jamie Vardy, a young man introduced by Fang Jue from an amateur team, scored a goal against Van der Sar in the game against Manchester United. This is really magical."

"No matter what the result of the game is, Fang Jue's vision of people has been confirmed again."

Valdy was so excited that he felt almost fainted with joy, and he wanted to run and celebrate.

However, when I got up, I was hugged by the captain Desler. I yelled at first, 'Beautiful job!'

Then he gave it to his family, "Don't be happy, there's still a goal left!"

Vardy looked at the captain who had already taken out the ball from the net and ran back, and nodded stupidly.

Yes, I scored a goal myself, and I was happy, but for the whole team, it was not yet time to be happy.

Ferguson was so angry that he cursed on the sidelines.

He was scolding Evans, but he was unable to follow Valdy.

"Damn it, useless guy, I can't even watch an amateur player." The old man mumbled.

Aston Villa, who saw hope of equalizing the score, burst out with huge offensive energy.

Two minutes later, the staff raised an electronic signboard for two minutes of injury time for the entire game.
To be continued...