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I have to say that he didn't break his bones or legs after a car accident, which is simply lucky. The chapter update is the fastest, but at the same time, it is also a little strange that in general, people with concussions may have no more than half an hour of consciousness disorder, but he is good, after the removal of the intracranial hematoma, he was directly unconscious for seven days, causing many people to think that he was dying.

In the middle of the night, Cristiano and Jorge were late. Cristiano was nothing, but Jorge was drunk and looked sober when he was outside the door, but as soon as he entered, he was paralyzed - he had the most to socialize, and at the same time, he had the most things to do.

After helping his little teammates hold on to his agent, Juan sighed silently.

They are all too weak and need to get stronger. Now is not the time for storms and sorrows, they all need to work harder.

Jorge, who was already a little delirious, was placed on the sofa, and the two of them looked at each other. "Leave Jorge to me, you go wash up first." Juan nodded at Cristiano, he had to go to training tomorrow, now is the time to rest more, and the Portuguese youngster obviously knows this, so he just hesitated for a moment and nodded back to his room.

Juan found a wet towel to help Jorge wipe his face, he has a bit of a cleanliness fetish, so he didn't have a towel or anything like that, Jorge looked up at him slowly, and then laughed.

"Juan...... Juan, you know, it's the first time I've done this big business, and I think my career has finally picked up a little bit, and apart from you, Cristiano is the most successful player I've ever pitched. ”

"Cristiano will have a longer development." Juan whispered, pulling out a wet towel and placing it on his hand.

"I know, I know he's going to make it...... But Juan, I'm still very unwilling, especially, very unwilling. Jorge wiped his face with the wipes in his hand, then put it on his eyes, unable to see anything.

"One day, I'll ask Real Madrid to pay it back."

Juan's eyes widened in surprise, and then he couldn't help but smile.

Some people cry out for him, some people firmly believe that he will definitely come out of the shadows, and some people remember him in their distant homes, what else is there to be afraid of?

Jorge was going back to the hotel after a two-hour rest at his place, after all, he had to continue to deal with the Manchester United officials tomorrow, and it would be very informal for him not to change his tie, Juan sent him off and returned to his room, stroking the cover of the book and taking a deep breath.

"Alright, it's time to start a new life." He muttered to himself and opened the book.

At seven o'clock the next morning, Juan knocked on the door of another room, and the child who opened the door pursed his lips, obviously tidying up, Juan couldn't help but smile and pat his head - he didn't dare to rub it, after all, I don't know what time this kid got up and started to mess with his hair, it looks like the hairspray is very thick, he didn't bring wet wipes......

"Let's go." Juan smiled at him briefly and walked out first.

Because they live in the academy area, they can walk a few steps to the training area, and when they arrived, there was still no one on the field, Hu Wei sighed pretentiously, and said to the little teammates with shiny eyes next to him: "Okay, it seems that it was the right decision for me to bring a pair of sneakers." ”

Cristiano cheered, pulled Juan and rushed into the dressing room, and the two put things together to change - Juan brought his own training clothes, white, very similar to Manchester United's training clothes this season, he helped Cristiano stretch and warm up, and practiced after taking the ball.

By the way, it was Cristiano over Juan. This is not the first time he has faced his own captain, in fact, in the national team the two of them often train together like this, but Cristiano basically did not get any benefit from his own captain.

Juan played as a central midfielder, and since '94 he has been learning from Real Madrid's best midfielder at the time, and it has been at least a decade since then, along with Raul, who chose two different paths.

If Raul learned the spirit and bearing of the man, he learned technique and feeling. As a player in the same position, Juan obviously has more to learn than Raul, who was born as a striker, and even when it comes to physical confrontations, the skinny-looking Juan can eat both Raul and Guti raw, and even sometimes he can be called up twice when the first team is understaffed.

It was only then that the "superstar policy" was launched, and with the exception of Raul, Guti and Casillas, who had already established themselves in the first team, Bosque transferred almost all the Castilla players back, including Juan, who had just played twice.

After being cleanly cut off again, Cristiano wiped the sweat from his head with some chagrin: "Go on!" In comparison, Juan's training clothes were still dry, and there was no smile on his face at this time, frowning and thinking for a while, he pointed to his feet: "The left foot is a little slower, try to increase the speed." ”

"I'm not very slow anymore." Cristiano was a little unconvinced, his speed and skill could be said to be proud, but he couldn't make a little difference in front of the squad leader anyway, which made him very frustrated.

"You need to speed up the pace and the gap between your feet is too big, so I can break the ball easily." Juan said a few words, raised his chin and motioned for Cristiano to continue attacking, the boy nodded, looked at it intently, slowly approached with the ball, and then suddenly accelerated!

It was still a matter of a moment, Cristiano only felt a flower in front of him, a light foot, he staggered two steps and hurriedly turned back, and the ball was already lying quietly at the opponent's feet.

"Again." Juan tilted his head and retracted his foot after a moment's pause, "Good morning, sir." ”

Cristiano was stunned, and when he looked back, Ferguson was walking here with Queiroz, and he didn't know how long he had been watching, and Juan quietly stepped aside when he saw the lord coming, ready to be a competent translator.

"How's it feeling, young man?" Ferguson patted Cristiano on the shoulder affectionately, and this time the young man understood, nodded sullenly, and tried to express his thoughts in English: "It's nice here, it's comfortable, I'm at ease." ”

"Okay, the league will start in two days, and I'm looking forward to your performance." The lord patted him on the shoulder with relief, then turned to Juan. "As for you, Dias......"

"Sorry to interrupt your training." Juan bowed his head and apologized, he had already seen the Manchester United players peeking in the players' tunnel not far away, and it was clear that it was training time. But since it's already time to train, why can't you come back yet? 166 Reading Network