"It's okay to talk, not to get excited." The woman had been with him for so many years, and naturally knew what was on his mind, and after a few words of advice, she got up and went out with Queiroz, and only Juan and Ferguson looked at each other quietly in the whole ward.

To be honest, Juan was not surprised at all when the lord suddenly called out the conversation, and even took it for granted, the only thing that surprised him was that the conversation came so late-

When he first arrived at Manchester United, he was ready to be called over for a deep chat, but half a season has passed, and the lord has no intention of asking about his retirement, which makes him a lot easier.

And when I think of this more than half a season, Juan, who has been taken care of in various ways because of the thoughtfulness of the old man, is ready to answer any topic he has.

However, the lord just looked at the person sitting in front of him and blinked.

"Juan, don't you really want to play again?"

Juan was stunned and couldn't help but laugh. "I thought you would have asked a question like that half a season ago."

"I wanted to ask for a long time, but when you first arrived, anyone could tell that you were frustrated with football." The lord beckoned to him, motioning for him not to stand still and sit down closer to him, "I'm afraid that mentioning anything casually at that time will really make you break down because of it." ”

Juan was a little stunned, the old man in front of him had an unusually sharp intuition, and he did have a feeling of exhaustion at that time that he wanted to give up football.

"But I seem to be underestimating you." Speaking of this, the lord was also a little relieved, "The next day, I saw you and Cristiano standing on the court training, and I knew that you had come out temporarily." So you're really not thinking about a comeback? ”

Its irrefutable strength, precise and vicious vision, good psychological adjustment ability, and strong environmental adaptability, and retired, it is really a waste to have such talents not to play!

“…… Sir, I retired due to injury. Juan was very helpless, he had already brought his retirement certificate when he joined the company, otherwise Carrington would not have let him in at all - this age is more like a player recommended by me to Manchester United, right?

"Really?" The lord asked meaningfully, the old man without glasses looked at him calmly at this moment, Juan only felt that he had nothing to hide, so he could only bow his head and listen to the lord's voice and say slowly.

"Maybe you did intend to retire with an injury when you arrived at Manchester United, but Cristiano changed your mind – the next morning you would be able to train with him on the pitch at an intense pace, which is a great irony of 'retiring due to injury'."

Juan was helpless, he could already hear the knight's voiceover - the reason for his retirement was yet to be verified. "Sir...... Do you know about concussions? ”

"I know it's common to get sick on the pitch." It is obviously unconvincing to use this as a reason to retire, at least in this case.

"According to the general situation, even if there is a brief loss of consciousness, the time is only a few minutes or even more than ten minutes, generally no more than half an hour, and most of the tables on the court are confused or trance, and they will not even lead to a coma."

The lord nodded quietly, he naturally knew that the person in front of him had been lying in the hospital for a week before waking up, and this kind of long coma was not an exception, the biggest possibility was that an external force had threatened the brain.

In other words, Juan, who was lying in bed at the time, could have pauses in breathing at any time due to a slowing heart rate, a drop in blood pressure, or something else — either temporary or permanent. On the other hand, Cassie was only frightened and slightly bruised, so don't wonder he feels so guilty.

"It seems that because of the irreversible injury, I have been suffering headaches, nausea, dizziness, vomiting for half a month after I regained consciousness, and I have been having some strange dreams, and the curtains of my ward are always closed, and I have no strength in my hands and feet." Juan pursed his lips, in the past half a month, he quickly lost weight, although he was finally able to stand up, but it was still difficult to play football.

"It's hard for me to concentrate for a long time, and my memory has become confused, and the doctor said that these are all symptoms of recovery, but in the three months I've been at Manchester United, I've still had a hard time getting a good night's sleep, I'm always irritable from time to time, and I'm always worried about whether I'm going to get into trouble because of this, so I really appreciate you and Mr. Queiroz for taking care of me."

When he said this, Juan bent down and bowed to the lord, who accepted it without any guilt, but still wrinkled his eyebrows: "You mean it's still like this, insomnia?" ”

"It's a lot better." Juan thought for a moment and replied, "But thanks to my waking hours every night, I was able to get my Level 3 football coaching certificate so quickly." He is definitely humble in saying this, the UK's Level 3 Football Coaching Certificate is also a UEFAB Level Coaching Certificate.

In England, the average time it takes for a coach to go from level 2 to UEFA level B is 7 years, and if three months of insomnia can make the leap from unlicensed to level 3 coaching, then probably at least half of the UK's football fanatics would prefer to lose sleep every day.

The B-level coaching certificate is already the dividing line between professional and amateur coaches, and this is when the real introduction to tactical psychology and the details of food and beverage pairings - of course, Juan learned from the best coaches in the world.

Although the old man has never had a coaching certificate, who dares to ask him to take the test?

So the Red Devils, who don't know much about research, downplayed: "I don't know much about this, you can keep up with your energy." After a pause, the old man was a little disappointed: "So, you can't play football anymore?" ”

Juan couldn't help but laugh: "It's okay to play once in a while. ”

"How often is it?" The lord did not relent, "If it was only occasional, Castilla would never let you retire so lightly." "No matter what, I will at least sell it to make some money back, although a little money is money!

"......" Juan sighed after a moment of silence. Every four or five days. ”

"......," Ferguson felt he had misheard, "what did you just say?" ”

"One game a week, play the whole game, there are no problems." Juan's voice was calm, "It may be a little more difficult to play two or three games a week. ”

"Are you sure?"

"I'm not going to lie to you." Juan was very sincere, "If I really tried to lie to you, I would have said that I am not suitable for playing football anymore, right?" ”

"......" The lord was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "Then what are you retiring?!" ”

Two games a week is the standard schedule, and a multi-front giant like Manchester United may have a schedule of three or even four games a week, but according to the tactical arrangement of Manchester United and even Real Madrid, he can be a stable rotation player without any problem! With his help, the team will definitely go further.

This time, Juan was also silent for a long time.

He didn't even know whether he should say a qiē to the old man in front of him, because a qiē was something that happened inside Real Madrid, or in other words, Castile, the old man was the head of the Red Devils, and he shouldn't know something.

Ferguson could see his hesitation and took a deep breath.

"Is it that when you were still recovering, Real Madrid decided that you couldn't play, so they asked you to force you to retire?" The player's voluntary retirement after an accidental injury does not cause any damage to the club's reputation, but it is another matter if the club forcibly retires after the injury.

Juan didn't speak, and Ferguson asked tentatively with a light breath.

"That's why you're not staying at Castile anymore?" The native captain of Castile, even if he is retired, must have enough prestige there, and it is certainly much better for him to stay as an assistant coach in Castile than to travel to the British Isles.

“…… Be. Juan finally nodded with difficulty, and of course there were more reasons that the lord didn't know.

Although he was in poor physical condition during the recovery period, and even before he came to Manchester United, it was also a better physique than before.

Before Florentino came to power, he was the most promising player in the entire Castilla after Raul, Guti and Casillas, and Bosque carefully cultivated him, brought him to the first team, and he even played in the Champions League - with Casillas, the two of them grew up together in the intensive schedule of the Champions League.

Until one time, when he was sent back to Castile by Bosque under an excuse, Raul, Guti, and Cassie stood with him in Bosque's office to ask what was going on, and the old man looked at him and finally sighed.

"You'll know later, I'm protecting you."

- Juan returned to Castile until the day he retired, and shortly before he retired, Bosque was also dismissed, and the relationship is reminiscent.

The disheartened Juan came to Manchester United to "relax" under Jorge's arrangement, and became the third assistant coach of the lord by mistake, which has to be said to be fate.

And in the past half season, it seems that he has never disappointed the lord - even if he doesn't play, he is still the calmest person on the field.

The lord's eyes lit up: "Manchester United's No. 23 is still empty." "Juan's number in Castile is number 23.

Juan sighed secretly: "I am a disciple of Redondo. ”

The lord choked.

Fernando Redondo...... This person's temper can be described as rare in football, he would rather refuse the call of the national team than be a substitute, his maverick and temperament are actually very appetizing to the lord, and even in the lord's heart, he admires such a player.

And then the eggs.

Real Madrid's No. 1 defender was "fire-sold" to AC Milan by Florentino for 17 million in 00, and then he suffered a ruining injury, and did not make his debut until September this year.

As elegant and virtuosic as ever.

- To tell the truth, the moment he saw him return to the court to play, the lord turned around and wanted to make an offer to the Italian side to bring people back, and he saw Juan at that time.

Ferguson's experience could not even describe the expression of the young man at that time, but since then, he has put out his thoughts about buying Redondo...... Then he began to encourage Juan to participate in intra-team confrontation and simulation training, and be ready to play at any time no matter what.

But after today's conversation, he didn't even have any hope of playing Juan against.

Clearly, Juan and Redondo are the same, and their pursuit of perfectionism makes them unreceptive to substitutions – not in terms of the game, but psychologically.

That's why that day, Juan showed that expression when he saw Redondo sitting quietly on the bench smiling and grooming his short hair obediently, right?

The disappointment emanating from the old man's body could be felt by Juan lowering his head, and he pursed his lips: "Have you already figured out how to solve the coach's problem?" ”

"I had to let Smith go up." The lord sighed, subconsciously reached out to push his glasses, and then put them down. "There's no Queiroz to press the formation, you help him out."

"Okay." Juan replied, hesitated for a moment, and said, "If, I mean if...... If United need me, I'll play. ”

"Don't talk nonsense." The lord was impatient and wanted to slap the little cub in front of him to death, "Manchester United is not embarrassed enough to have an interpreter to play!" ”

Juan subconsciously blinked his eyes - this is already a relatively good countermeasure, like Keane, they subconsciously shrank their necks when they saw the expression of the lord.

…… I'm afraid of being beaten.

"I mean." Juan said slowly, "Maybe you'd like to give the little translator a place on the field?" ”