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- What's more, he also had a long, but very interesting dream because of this incident, how can he say that he earned it, right?

But it seems that his idea was not properly communicated to another person, and from that day on, Cassie had been silent, and would come to him after training to see what was going on, and help him peel apples and pour water, in Guti's words, "more nanny than a nanny", which made Juan very unaccustomed...

In the past, he saw that he was almost incompatible, but he suddenly became like this, and he was really awkward. He hadn't thought much of it before, but there were so many sports about football anyway, until that day Raul was the first to push his door open - not the kind that followed Guti and Cassie.

"Now the team is in a very special time, whether it's the Champions League, the Copa del Rey or the league." Raul said in a deep voice, and it could be seen that the expression on his face was very bad, "But Igor's performance in the game is still very inconsistent. ”

"What do you need me to do to wake him up?" Juan leaned on the head of the bed and laughed, "Although it may not be possible to directly roll up your sleeves and fight with him as before, it is still okay to scold."

"He feels it's all his responsibility," Raul didn't answer him, but continued, "There is nothing wrong with the game or training, but obviously he is a little absent-minded at a critical moment, and the club has some opinions about him now, and may take advantage of the current whistle operation to transfer a goalkeeper......"

Juan felt that something was wrong when he heard this, and finally he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "The club asked you to come?" "It's only possible that the club's top management asked him to come, after all, Raul usually doesn't avoid Igor and Guti coming alone, and even if he comes, he won't say anything similar to these things to him.

- Obviously, someone was pressuring him.

Raul didn't speak, he hadn't even learned how to smile everything, and there was silence in the room for a few moments before Juan smiled.

It is clear that Real Madrid are in a precarious situation right now, and the goalkeeper position is a top priority, and he should make a decision, whether it is for the interests of the club or for the future of Casillas himself.

Whether to leave by oneself or to be "left".

"I see, I'll take care of this." In the end, that's all Juan said.

He chose to retire and asked Jorge to help him find another job - it would have something to do with football, but not to show him where Casillas could be seen for the time being.

He loves football, he loves Real Madrid, so he chooses to stay away and he chooses to escape.

It's just that you can see things clearly even if you are far away. For example, did you just have a long dream, or did you see the future?

However, now was not the time to think about these things, so he simply cleaned up his residence and dialed his agent's number.

"Jorge? I've settled in. ”

"Settled? That's good. The agent on the other end of the phone was obviously relieved, "Cristiano and I are also at the airport, you can clean up yourself." ”

"I'm going to pick you up?" "No, you don't know how to drive...... I'm sorry. "It's okay, I'll see you later." "I'll see you later!"

His agent was finally willing to hang up, and Juan sighed, put on his headphones, turned on his player, and began to read a book in a leisurely manner.

Today's protagonist is not him.

Jorge Mendes is experiencing the speed of life and death in his life for 30 seconds. It's not the first time he's faced the British media, after all, before he officially hooked up with Manchester United, he had already made a splash through various methods, but he underestimated the madness of the British media, especially the number seven, Manchester United's seven, how powerful the magic is.

Fortunately, he has a very strong execution ability, so he subconsciously protected his little star - in the case of Juan's retirement, this person is already his biggest card at present, and he must protect it well.

To his surprise, the lord came to the airport to pick up the person in person, and he was obviously very interested in Cristiano, although the Portuguese teenager was staring at him because of nervousness, looking very cramped.

"It's okay Cristiano, this will be your home in the future, I will arrange everything for you, don't worry about staying here." Ferguson smiled and turned around and patted the boy on the shoulder very hard, indicating that everything was left to him, but he only got a slightly dazed face.

…… Two or more, perhaps?

Looking at Jorge Mendes, who was also a little dazed, Ferguson pushed his glasses helplessly.

"Mr. Ferguson is saying that he will arrange everything for you in Manchester, and you can play in peace." As soon as the man's voice appeared, the two Portuguese were stunned, and then when the person in the passenger seat smiled and turned his head, the expressions of the two men instantly changed to ecstasy.

"Juan!"

It was Juan, dressed in a very casual casual suit, tilting his head and smiling and nodding, obviously amused to see them. "Originally, I was still thinking what if you both got used to your husband's accent, but luckily my work is still worth something." He said in a brisk voice, then looked down at his phone. "We're going to do it as soon as possible, and there's still an hour and a half before the launch starts."

"Let's go, then." The lord smiled, "I can't wait to see how you perform." ”

The two Portuguese looked at the co-pilot in unison, but Juan didn't look back.

"You behave well, or the lord will tear you apart."

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The gentleman's accent has a strong hometown style, and even many people who have spoken English all their lives sometimes can't understand what the lord says, but Juan seems to have such a magical power, no matter how fast the lord uses the tone to quickly keep up with the rhythm - the most perfect thing is that he is of mixed Portuguese and Spanish descent, and Portuguese and Cristiano have no problem communicating at all.

…… Of course, this also has the consequence that he can translate casually. Juan is not as pure as he seems on the surface, his heart is wilted, and the entire La Liga youth academy has been tricked by him, all because of his face that looks very cold and delicate, serious and introverted.

While the two adults were talking, Cristiano quietly leaned half of his body forward and shouted in a small voice, "Captain, is what you just said true?" ”

Juan couldn't help but look back at the little boy and make sure that he was indeed just unintentional before sighing: "Of course it's true, so you have to behave well...... Also, I'm not the captain of the U21s anymore. ”

"Huh?" Cristiano was taken aback, he was originally a clingy old child, and now he finally met someone he could rely on in a foreign country, who knew that when he heard such news, his heart that had just let go of it was brought up again. "Are you going to mention the first team? Soon...... I don't know when I'll be promoted. ”

Obviously, the boy has fallen into infinite amazement, and Juan can't help but look at him a lot: this little broken child is the superstar of Portugal in the future, the top card of Real Madrid, the king of the Bernabeu - can he still win the golden ball several times?

Looking at it now, it's just a fool who is dizzy because of the transfer and doesn't even know that his own captain has retired!

Juan didn't say anything, just nodded, then closed his eyes and recuperated, without any intention of continuing to speak, Cristiano opened his mouth and looked at him several times, but finally did not continue to speak.

When it's rare for the captain not to play pranks, let's let him go quietly......

When he arrived at the Carrington base, Juan got out of the car and went back to the dormitory for special reasons, after all, he was not suitable to steal the limelight of his little teammates at the press conference, so he was going to go back to his room to continue reading the unfinished book after walking around the base.

But when he slipped to the gate of the base, he knew he was wrong.

Quiet reading? To hell with it – why is Igor Casillas here? It stands to reason that Real Madrid should still be in training at this time, right? And he was now standing in front of Carrington's gate, chatting with the doorman, his chocolate-colored hair was blown by the wind, and it was honestly by this distinctive fur that he recognized Cassie at a glance.

"Look, who do we see?" Juan smiled lazily, and finally decided to watch less of the excitement, so he stepped forward, put his hand on the person's shoulder, nodded at the porter in front of him, and pulled the person away, "It's all here, let's go have a drink together." ”

said that he was going to have a drink, Juan just took him to the Red Devils café in Old Trafford and ordered a glass of water, and he was helpless in the face of the person in front of him who had been silent when he saw him. "What are you thinking?"

Cassie remained damn silent, and Juan took a deep breath.

"You shouldn't be here."

Not at all! The distance from Madrid to Manchester is not far, but it is not very close, and he must have hung up the phone so quickly to book a plane ticket, and then ran over without packing his things.

- Even the training session was skipped. It wasn't a funny thing, so Juan's eyes became stern for a moment.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're already the main goalkeeper of the first team, shouldn't you still do such a wayward thing?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine and safe now, there's no shadow on my mental health, so you don't have to be so nervous, I'm already an adult and I'll take good care of myself."

"Or do you think I'm going to be bullied out there?"

"I didn't leave because of you, I promise."

No matter what he said, the person in front of him lowered his head and didn't say anything, and Juan was a little helpless.

Yes, in the past, the two of them could still quarrel with each other, and a car accident passed, but this guy seemed to have been hit by a car in the brain. "Say something, Igor, you're worrying me like this."

"I don't know what to say, it's just ......" Casillas took a deep breath and looked up with a serious look in his eyes, "I'll take care of it." ”

"No, it's my personal decision to retire, and it really has nothing to do with you." Juan put down the cup of water he was drinking, he was really a little thirsty after saying so much. "Don't talk like you're making a little girl's belly bigger, it's not that serious. You'd better keep the door at the Bernabeu, and honestly in my opinion, Real Madrid's defeat is much more serious than everything. ”

Cassie carefully examined his expression and nodded heavily after making sure that the emotion was not fake: "I'll keep the goal well, then will you come back?" ”

Juan was stunned for a moment, then smiled before he realized it.

"Of course, it's my home."

Igor came suddenly and left in a hurry, he directly refused Juan's offer to take him to the airport, and hurriedly got into a taxi and left, Juan stood there for a while, suddenly feeling a little tired.

He took out his mobile phone and originally wanted to make a call, but he thought that Spain should be in a training session, so he only sent a text message to Raul, compared to Guti or he is more calm, Casillas may be safer to leave his affairs to do.

To his surprise, Raul's text message came back quickly.

"What do you mean 'I know, I bought the ticket'......" Juan sighed helplessly, it turned out that there was an accomplice, no wonder they came over so soon, they grew up together, it can be said that they know the roots, he also knows how easy Cassie is to drill the horns, and he also understands Raul and Guti's thoughts.

Even if he really doesn't care, Igor's own heart disease may still not be removed. The only thing that can prove that he has nothing wrong with him now is to work hard, at least that will reassure that guy a little bit?

He suddenly stopped arguing with himself, and he felt a little lonely

Juan returned to his room when he was done, but he paused at the door, raising his eyebrows.

"Cristiano?" Oh yes, there's such a back-and-forth time, Cristiano's debut should be almost complete, after all, he hasn't put his things down yet, and he won't be going to meet and make an appearance until later. "I thought they were going to find you a room to rent outside."

"I want to live closer to you." Cristiano touched his nose a little embarrassed, he looked very shy, when he was in the national team, his captain took good care of him, and the relationship between them was like brothers, so the Portuguese youngster was so relaxed, "They said that I was assigned a translator to learn English well, I should live with him, right?" ”

"Well, if that's what you think." Juan sighed helplessly, stepped forward and opened his door, should he be happy? The lord configured him with a two-bedroom, one-living room and one-bathroom room, "Come in." ”

Cristiano hooked his head and looked around: "Captain, where is your roommate?" ”

Juan stood with his arms crossed, watching him walk in with his things. "What about Jorge?"

"Jorge was talking to Mr. Ferguson, I didn't know what was going on, so I came first." Cristiano said casually, then looked up as if he realized something and glanced at Juan cautiously: "Captain, can I request to change rooms with your teammates?" ”

Alas, this stupid child. Juan reluctantly lowered his arm and closed the door, then turned around and pounced on the Portuguese youngster with a blank face.

"Ah, what are you doing, Captain...... Hahahaha, it's so itchy, hahaha, go away, captain, hahaha, what are you doing, it's really itchy!! The child was afraid of itching, he had long known this, and he could directly scratch the unsuspecting person into tears, and after frolicking for a while, Cristiano was about to collapse...... Laughing.

The two of them staggered on the sofa, looking like they were not doing anything right, and Cristiano's nervousness when he first arrived in a foreign place was relieved a lot, and he sighed relaxedly, and just as he was about to say something, he heard the voices of the people around him calm.

"Chris, I'm retired."

There was a dead silence in the room, Cristiano could barely hear the breath of the people around him, he suddenly sat up and looked at the people lying beside him, Juan was still lazily leaning on the sofa, his dark blonde hair looked a little cold in the air of England where there was almost no sunlight.

Seeing Cristiano's eyes widen, Juan couldn't help but chuckle and raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder.

"By the way, your new translator is me."

The poor Portuguese youngster was completely sluggish, what was his captain talking about, why could he understand every word of every sentence, but the meaning was so misunderstood?

Seeing that Cristiano's whole person was about to be bad, Juan straightened up and looked into his eyes very seriously.

"Let me tell you that."

"There are no teammates, and there are no captains anymore."

"I'm retired, I'm not playing on the pitch anymore, you know, Cristiano?"

"I ...... I don't really understand......" Cristiano lowered his head, and his brain was a little confused for a while. Obviously, they were still playing together before, why did they suddenly retire all of a sudden?

Juan understands this: "Jorge didn't tell you that he must have been afraid that you would be distracted, and I was also in a car accident at the time, so I really couldn't continue to play." ”

"Car accident?!" Cristiano had never heard of it at all! Neither Jorge nor the newspapers told him!

Juan naturally knew what he was thinking, and he was understandable in this matter. At most, Marca and Ace newspapers gave his car accident a position the size of a tofu block, maybe the local newspapers in Portugal will pay more attention to his affairs, and even spend some space to report it, but in the case of Cristiano's upcoming landing in the British Isles and joining the world's great Manchester United, is his news too disappointing?

Of course, Cristiano still doesn't know the whole story, and the biggest hero should be Jorge, and he should thank his agent for this, otherwise his nanny will not be Casillas alone.

Truth be told, his stubborn little teammates are much more difficult to deal with than that guy......

And speaking of which, it was already half a month ago that he was in a coma for seven days, and it is estimated that at that time, the little teammates were directly kept in the dark by Jorge, and no one mentioned it after the matter passed, after all, his retirement was not a big deal?

"Jorge should have told me!" Obviously, his little teammate was going to blow up, and Juan could only give him a hair - God knows why, he just couldn't say anything serious about this little teammate.

"He's afraid of influencing you." Juan patted the child's head, "Okay, don't be angry, hurry up and clean up, aren't you going to appear at night?" ”

"Oh......" Cristiano obediently got up and began to pack up, although he didn't bring many things, but since he was going to stay with the team leader for a long time, he naturally had to put his things in order.

"Chris, every injury can change the trajectory of a professional athlete's life, and one injury is enough to undo all the talent and hard work, not to mention the invincible time."

The Portuguese teenager turned his head to see that his squad leader was sitting leisurely on the sofa, holding a book in his hand and reading, as if he was just reading the words of the book, but if this was the case, why did he have a kind of emotion in his eyes that Cristiano couldn't explain?

The young general looked at him, and finally turned back and continued to pack his things.

"Captain."

"Huh?" In fact, Juan just said it casually, after all, he still has some regrets about this matter - it is not because of an injury on the court that he retired, but because of an accidental car accident, which made him unwilling.

No matter who you are, you're going to be unwilling, right? As a warrior, a fighter, he did not die on his own battlefield, but died in a force majeure accident.

"If anyone can get through it, it's you."

Juan was stunned and turned his gaze to his young teammate who was busy in the room, initially thinking it was his own delusion, until he saw the other's ears that had turned red.

He couldn't help laughing, this time his mood was really good, and he could finally concentrate on the book in front of him-

Coach Certification Preliminary Examination.

When Coach Alex Ferguson asked him in the morning why he didn't come as an assistant coach, he only said "for the time being", while at the same time having a little bit of his own thoughts in mind. 166 Reading Network