“Beep! Beep——!”

After this goal, the first half ended, and Arsenal went into halftime with a 2-0 lead.

Amidst the boos and curses of the Newcastle United fans, the players walked into the tunnel chatting and laughing, seemingly ignoring these voices, even Alexander Song’s spirits were much improved.

“This is going to be a great victory!”

“We must win this!”

“Let’s take 3 points home!”

“I wonder how long these fans can keep blabbering; let’s make them speechless in the second half!”

“Is Ma’el going for a hat-trick?”

Looking back at the first half, they had launched several threatening attacks, with the new signing Ma’el breaking the opponent’s goal twice, and the defense didn’t give the opponents many chances.

In terms of performance, it was a pretty perfect first half, reaching their expected level.

“Let’s go for it.”

Ma’el walked into the tunnel, smiling as he said to his teammates beside him, “Two goals in the first half, going for a hat-trick is a must, right?”

“I’ll pass to you.”

Alexander Song walked up and patted him on the shoulder, confidently said, “Don’t worry, as long as you get into the box, my long pass will follow.”

“I pass very accurately; you don’t even need extra moves like stopping the ball, just shoot into the net comfortably like Van Persie.”

Ma’el glanced at him, smiled with resignation, “I can’t do that…besides Van Persie, who else in the team can score such a goal?”

“Walt?” Alexander Song looked surprised, showing disbelief, “Your shooting is so good, aerial strikes should be no problem, right?”

I have my strengths… Ma’el didn’t explain in detail, waving his hand to indicate he truly couldn’t do aerial strikes.

“Just wait for my pass then.”

Van Persie followed behind, putting his arms around the shoulders of both and laughed, “If a good opportunity comes my way, Ma’el, it’ll probably be a one-on-one or an open goal shot.”

After saying this, he quickly added, “But remember to pass to me too; I was the team’s top scorer last season.”

“Will do.”

Ma’el smiled, thinking about how magical this first half was, with Van Persie not having many chances while he scored twice.

Is this the debut blessing?

Anyway, the second half needs a hat-trick charge… Ma’el eagerly hopes to get a Premier League commemorative ball right after joining the Premier League.

This would be a crucial marker of his perfect integration into a top league and the Arsenal system!

“Ma’el.”

After a few steps, he heard Mr. Wenger’s voice coming from his right, and turned to see Wenger strolling from the restroom, smiling.

“An unparalleled first half.”

Wenger took the initiative to shake his hand, clapping shoulders with joy, “Who would have thought an 18-year-old controls this game.”

“Now I can’t predict what level of player you’ll become…without a doubt, you’ve exceeded the club’s and fans’ expectations.”

“This will be a perfect debut.”

“I hope so.” Ma’el replied with a smile, clearly seeing how much Wenger liked him, supporting him through a long journey with Arsenal.

Back in the locker room, Sagna stripped down and stood on the table shaking his head, singing a song he wrote, often making the other players burst into laughter.

Once again temporarily detached from the match, everyone threw the unpleasantness given by Newcastle fans behind and fully enjoyed the moment of joy.

……

“Alexander Song’s long pass!

“He’s aiming for Van Persie!

“It lands perfectly on his left foot, Van Persie goes for an aerial strike! The third one! Arsenal leads Newcastle United 3-0!!”

Just 6 minutes into the second half, the top contender for the Premier League Golden Boot odds, Van Persie displayed his signature skill, with a flawless aerial strike sending the ball into the net.

“Beautiful!”

Beside the field, Wenger beamed with joy; with this goal, their victory was truly secure.

3 points secured!

They started the league well…now, it’s up to some of the players to achieve their goals in this match.

“Haha!”

At the sidelines, Van Persie excitedly slid across the grass on his knees, one of his favorite celebrations.

Having watched young General Ma’el scoring twice, he naturally didn’t want to fall behind and had to contribute goals too.

“How was that?!” Alexander Song rushed up, proudly boasting to Van Persie, “Accurate or not?”

“Accurate!” Van Persie didn’t hesitate with his praise, the two held a tight embrace; they have been old partners.

“Are you preparing to compete with me for Man of the Match?” Ma’el came in joking to Van Persie, “I won’t let you have it easy.”

“Fair competition.”

Van Persie grinned, pulling Ma’el into their celebration group, forming a trio with Song in the middle, facing the Newcastle United fan section.

“Shh….!” All three placed a finger on their lips, making a silencing gesture towards the Newcastle fans.

This time, it was to help their teammate Alexander Song strike back!

Song slowly lowered his finger, placing it back on the shoulders of his two buddies, squeezing tightly, showing his gratitude.

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