"This halfway point finish is quite perfect, but sadly my performance wasn't perfect."
Van Persie suddenly stared at his face, staring for a long, long time, with a very complicated expression, "The last sentence, are you serious? This performance isn't perfect?"
Ma'el patted his shoulder and laughed, "Alright, I'm different from you, I..."
"Oh...!" Van Persie sensed danger, suddenly waved towards the fans in the stands, shouting as a timely stop-loss.
Ma'el chuckled, turned, and walked into the Sheffield United fan zone, also to thank the Sheffield United fans.
Today, having twice shattered his former team's goal, he still needed to express his apologies to them.
"Clap clap clap...!" When the Sheffield United fans saw him, they stood up and applauded him, just like at the start.
Looking at those adorable faces, Ma'el seemed to hear them talking to him... We forgive you, kid, go chase more.
Before long, back in the locker room, the players fully went into celebratory mode.
