When Cristiano scored the equaliser and then assisted Neymar to make the score 1:2, Sir Alex Ferguson, who was standing on the sidelines, couldn't help but turn his head to look at Mourinho, who was standing in front of the away team's bench cheering and turning 360 degrees in the air, even though he knew that he should focus on the game tenfold and not be distracted.

It's not that he doesn't admit that Real Madrid gave Cristiano more, nor does he deny that Cristiano has taken a good step, but these are no substitutes for his regrets.

He couldn't help but wonder what Manchester United would be like today if he had kept Cristiano.

But no one has an answer but God.

"Congratulations, Mr. Mourinho." When the whistle blew at the end of the game, Sir Alex Ferguson spent dozens of seconds watching Cristiano and his teammates celebrate, before sighing and turning to Mourinho, "You have two of the best football talents in the world. ”

Neymar and Cristiano, two geniuses.

Jose Mourinho knows what Sir Alex Ferguson means.

'It's an honour for me, but at the end of the day it's an honour for Real Madrid.' Mourinho shook Sir Alex Ferguson's hand and said with a smile.

Sir Alex Ferguson's brow jumped, his lips moved, but he only smiled and squeezed Mourinho's hand again.

"Congratulations again, Jose. Congratulations also on having a team like Mr. Mendez and Ms. Gu. Sir Alex Ferguson meant something.

Mendes is my team, but if I keep winning the Champions League, Andes won't necessarily be my team...... Mourinho glanced at Cristiano, who was rubbing his hair messily by his teammates and riding on his back, and secretly felt sad.

But compared to Gu Bei's uncertain future, Mourinho has another more sad thing in front of him.

“…… I let you in because Mr. Florentino asked me to let you go, but you're still asking me? Is this logical and socially polite? Mourinho looked at the executive director of Cristiano's autobiography, his face was not very good, "It's up to me to decide whether Ann can enter the locker room or not, do I understand?" ”

In fact, Mourinho never excluded Gu Bei from the locker room, but the executive director rashly approached him and proposed that 'I hope Miss Gu will come into the locker room and do some interaction with Cristiano' is really beyond his bottom line.

He wasn't against Cristiano and Gu Bei - he couldn't object either, when Dolores and Mendes agreed on something related to Cristiano, even God couldn't stop it - he just couldn't accept a person who had nothing to do with him dictating to his locker room.

And in addition to this factor, Mourinho is also very dissatisfied with the 'gossip heart' of this autobiographical executive director.

The essence of this kind of movie is to sell well, and the premise of selling is that in addition to being famous enough for the autobiographical subject, one of the key points is to have a good enough selling point - such as gossip.

Mourinho intellectually understands the executive director, but instinctively rejects such purely commercial practices that do not respect the football world.

Gu Bei was not very satisfied with the appearance of the executive director, but after all, she was a staff member who should stay calm at all times, so she could only persuade her, "There is nothing I need to do today, and Mr. Head Coach usually only lets me in when he has my job - he doesn't want to make an exception and cause misunderstanding, please understand." She glanced at Mourinho and motioned for him not to tear it down.

Mourinho glanced at her, but said nothing.

Of course, the executive director knew that Mourinho was not satisfied with the proposal, and he himself did not regret making such a direct request to Mourinho himself. But a person has an identity, an identity and a position, Mourinho has to think about football if he is a coach, and he has to be responsible for investors if he is an executive director.

This is also how they can succeed in their respective fields.

"Miss Gu, we also hope to restore the way you get along in your usual work." Although the executive director is also dissatisfied with Mourinho's tone, he doesn't want to offend Gu Bei yet, "This is very important for the movie, after all, I think this is also a very important part of Cristiano's life." ”

Gu Bei stood firm, her slogan is to defend Mourinho's dressing room authority and never waver, "On the pitch, in the players' tunnel and in the dressing room, I can't give any advice to Mr. Manager, let alone interfere, I'm very sorry." However, I think there will always be a chance that we will be able to shoot such a scene. ”

The implication is to tell Mourinho that she simply cannot refuse to carry out the director's request.

Autobiographical film is inherently a commercial act, and commercial considerations in commercial behavior are the most natural thing and the most basic choice. If Gu Bei repeatedly refuses, it can only be said that he is looking for trouble for the producer.

Mourinho said in his heart, this is also young and ignorant, I am here for your good, you still have to go and see how they interact in the dressing room...... Young people don't know how to write dead characters......

He thought about it, and his eyes rolled, "Then go ahead, sir." I'm going to take Cristiano with me at the post-match press conference later. He even encouraged Gu Bei, "An, go ahead...... Tell Cristiano what he should do. ”

Gu Bei: ......?

Gu Bei felt that Mourinho was wrong, but the executive director neither thought about it so much nor knew Mourinho very well, so he was gladly grateful to Mourinho for his permission, and happily pulled the staff carrying the machine into the locker room together.

The excitement on Cristiano's face had not subsided, and when he saw Gu Bei coming in, he immediately threw off his clothes, leaving Marcelo who was talking to him and ran over, "Do you remember what I said?" You see, I said it a long time ago! ”

He didn't even wait for Gu Bei to answer before he directly picked up the second half of the sentence, as if he had already been sure that Gu Bei would definitely remember every word he said.

Marcelo made a spit on Pepe, as if he was scolding for a lack of heart or something.

Mourinho, who came in later, gave Marcelo a stern look and nodded approvingly.

"What did you say?" Gu Bei asked casually.

Cristiano glared at her, as if he felt that she had embarrassed herself in front of so many people by saying this—for he did hear an undisguised schadenfreude of laughter from someone behind him.

Probably Marcelo and Benzema or something.

Cristiano, the assist and goal scorer who received a cold reception, returned to his small cubicle happily, silently throwing socks and shoes with a dissatisfied expression.

Gu Bei still didn't quite understand, but considering that the camera was still working, she was embarrassed to ignore it and just talk about her work and completely ignore Cristiano's little temper.

Thinking about it, she still squatted down and looked up into Cristiano's eyes slightly, "You have said so much, I remember every sentence, but I don't know which sentence to extract from the memory bank when you suddenly mention it." Her hand squeezed Cristiano's hand slightly, as if to show weakness, "I'll know if you give me a little hint." ”

The executive director and the cameraman looked at each other blankly, and said that something seemed to be wrong......

"I said I'm going to win." Cristiano glanced at her, reluctantly giving her a chance.

"Your performance today is the best affirmation of Jazz's past cultivation of you." Although Gu Bei couldn't remember what the original sentence was, he probably remembered the meaning of Qi, so he followed his mind and said, "However, I think maybe the more this is the case, the more complicated Sizz's mood may be." ”

Cristiano didn't look so excited, he pinched the towel and didn't speak.

Gu Bei gave him about half a minute to think about his words, and then felt that it was almost enough before continuing, "He is probably both regretful and proud, right?" ”

'I miss my days at Manchester United, but Real Madrid is my dream after all. I miss Sir Alex Ferguson too, but I'm fine now...... Hey, I don't know what I said, but you know what I mean, right? "Cristiano is a little bit confused.

"I know," Gu Bei replied firmly, "everyone can know." You miss your days at Manchester United and you miss the days Sir Alex Ferguson taught you. Because those days laid the foundation for you today and got you your first Ballon d'Or, you're going to use the days ahead to prove that you lived up to their expectations and even got better and better, right? ”

Cristiano nodded, affectionately took Gu Bei's hand and rubbed it on his cheek, "I knew you knew me, just like ...... I'm the same myself. ”

It doesn't seem entirely correct to say that he is himself, after all, sometimes a person may not know what he is thinking. But Gu Bei is different from Cristiano himself in this regard, Gu Bei seems to know everything, she is like Cristiano's reason, logic and cognition off the field.

Gu Bei looked at him with a smile, "Then if you like it, just tell the reporter as I said, okay?" ”

Cristiano happily accepted the claim.

The executive director turned his face and rolled his eyes, only to be caught by Cassie, who occasionally looked up.

Just when the executive director was about to make an excuse for his inappropriate behavior, Cassie sighed and took the initiative to relieve him with understanding, "I know, sir, of course I do." I guess the reluctance of Mr. Coach to let you shoot such a scene just now is to protect your camera and yourself......"

"But they were quite restrained today," Benzema said, "would you like to hear how they usually abuse us?" ”

The executive director flatly refused. 166 Reading Network