Zhang Shujie put the newspaper on the table, and there was a page on it that described the news of Li Mu's injury. Yan Tao on the side said to him: "Let's call Li Mu and ask." ”

Zhang Shujie nodded and said, "I think so too, I'll call now." ”

He dialed Li Mu's number, and after waiting for a few seconds, Li Mu's voice came clearly: "Jie Zai." Judging from the sound, Li Mu seems to be fine.

Zhang Shujie asked, "What, listening to your voice, it seems that everything is normal?"

"Well, it's all normal, except that you can't play. ”

"How's it going? Is it reported by the media, and you need to take a three-month break?"

"Almost, even if it's less, it's estimated that it will be a few days. ”

"It's really troublesome, and I'm in good shape but I'm injured. ”

"It doesn't matter, it's inevitable for professional football. Besides, it's only three months, and it's gone by quickly. ”

"You're thinking very openly. ”

"What if that's not the case? Sadness all day long also affects the mood. ”

"I hope you get better soon. ”

"Okay, it's okay, three months later, I'm still alive on the court. ”

"I'm waiting for this day. Yan Tao is also here, and he wants to say a few words to you. ”

Saying that, Zhang Shujie gave the mobile phone to Yan Tao.

Yan Tao took it in his hand and put it in his ear: "Why did you get injured when I said that your kid was fine?"

Li Mu smiled bitterly: "I don't want to either, who wants that Derong to have such a ruthless foot." ”

"I'm not on your team, or I'll have to beat him to death. ”

"Don't, don't, you'll get the cards too. The media say De Jong is unsportsmanlike, don't do that. ”

"I'm not unsportsmanlike, I'm fighting. ”

Li Mu on the other end of the phone laughed: "I have good intentions, but it's better not to do this kind of thing." We're professionals, we don't learn that. ”

Yan Tao was about to speak, but vaguely heard a woman's voice on Li Mu's side.

"Eh, Li Mu, I seem to hear a woman's voice, isn't it Ye Xiaotong?"

"Well...... this"

"Did you admit it?"

"Yes, I admit it. ”

"Haha, with her taking care of you, maybe you'll get better sooner. ”

"I hope so, too. ”

"Okay, don't disturb your rest, I'll give Zhang Shujie the phone. ”

Zhang Shujie took the phone and said, "Papaya, you take care of your injuries, don't think about anything else." ”

"I will. I won't think too much about it, the doctor said that as long as you recuperate with peace of mind, there will be no sequelae after recovery. ”

"That's fine, let's do it first, you have a good rest. I'll hang up first. ”

"Okay, bye-bye. ”

After speaking, the two hung up the phone one after another.

Yan Tao sat on the sofa and said with a smile: "From his voice, I can hear that he should be quite calm." ”

That sounds like it. This guy has been very mentally strong since he was a child, and I don't think I need to worry too much about it. ”

"That's right. Let's go to the training ground now, the afternoon training is about to begin. ”

"Well, let's go. ”

Zhang Shujie went to the garage to drive, and Yan Tao hitchhiked with him as usual. It's been so long since he came to Germany, and Yan Tao hasn't bought a car yet, according to him: Anyway, he lives here with Zhang Shujie now, and there is more than one car here, so why buy it?

This guy is so thick-skinned. But Yan Tao just said that next month, he was going to see the car. At that time, he will ask Zhang Shujie to be a staff officer for him.

Turin, Italy.

Li Mu was lying on the hospital bed, and Ye Xiaotong was beside him peeling apples for him.

"Think about it, how many calls have you received today? My parents, Jie Zai, Yan Tao, An Zhi, Chen Zihua, Xu Ziyi, Zhao Wenkang, Brother Hao, Brother Hui...... I don't want to think about it, I can't think about it. ”

Ye Xiaotong pursed her lips and smiled: "You tell me this, do you want to show that you are very popular?"

"It's not like that, it's just that everyone is very concerned about my injury. ”

Ye Xiaotong smiled: "Yes, you see that the head coach and your teammates also came to visit you in the morning." ”

Speaking of this, Ye Xiaotong suddenly remembered something, and without waiting for Li Mu to reply, he continued to ask: "By the way, you have a teammate this morning, with a full beard and a look of not waking up, what is his name? ”

"Pirlo. Andrea Pirlo. ”

"Oh yes, that's him. ”

"What's wrong with him?"

"It's nothing, it's just the last round of the match with AC Milan, why do some Milan fans boo him?"

"That's a long story. Li Mu explained the matter briefly, and after Ye Xiaotong listened to it, he still didn't understand it a little.

"It's strange, isn't it normal for this person to go to a high place?"

"It's hard to put into words. Anyway, you remember, it's professional football!"

Ye Xiaotong shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay, it seems that my qualifications as a fan are still too shallow." ”

She handed the peeled apple to Li Mu, and Li Mu naturally reached out and took a bite.

As he ate, he said: "To be honest, I'm a little worried about Juventus' next results. ”

"Worried about losing?"

"It's too general to say that you lose, after all, there is no team in the world that is always undefeated. I'm just worried about the team's standings. ”

"Isn't there another Tevez? He looks pretty good, too. ”

"If it's a league, Tevez should be enough, the key Champions League...... He hasn't scored in the Champions League in a long time. And, we're going to face Real Madrid soon!"

Ye Xiaotong didn't speak, just looked at Li Mu and looked at this guy who was fascinated by thinking.

She patted him lightly, and Li Mu, who was thinking about it, was startled a little: "What are you doing?"

"Can you not think so much? You're a wounded now!"

"I know, but ......"

"Don't do it, you better recuperate in peace. Try to recover from your injury as soon as possible and get back on the pitch. Besides, won't you be able to play again next year?"

Li Mu sighed slightly: "Actually, I hope that I can stand on the court in every game." ”

Ye Xiaotong stopped talking again.

Not to mention a professional player like Li Mu, even if he is just an amateur player, he doesn't want to lie on a hospital bed. Football matches are often compared to battlefields, where players are warriors, and the place where warriors want to go the most is the battlefield.

Li Mu wanted to return to the "battlefield", but before that, he had to wait until his injuries healed.

He took a deep breath, looked at Ye Xiaotong, and said with a smile: "I still don't think nonsense, like you said, peace of mind is the right thing to recuperate." ”

Ye Xiaotong smiled softly after hearing this.

The mobile phone on the table rang again, Li Mu picked it up and looked at it, and said, "It's Ma Junqiang." So he answered the phone.

"Hey, big handsome......"