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The article shows that the wrong call to customer service or refresh the page, and the author has the high-speed code text "Don't worry," Smith is not worried about this at all, "This is at Old Trafford, our own territory of Manchester United."
It's because it's on your own turf! Seeing the relieved look of his colleague who didn't react at all, Juan couldn't help but sigh.
After the events of the past few days, he doesn't even know what attitude the Manchester United fans outside will use to face him, and he is bound to be criticised by others for standing in the manager's position at such a young age.
- Not to mention the players who played in the last game?
Seeing his concern, Smith patted him on the shoulder very casually: "Come on, young man, this is Old Trafford." ”
Juan took a deep breath and nodded.
The first time he stood in the locker room in a suit, but this time no one joked with him...... After all, the expression on Juan's face now clearly reads, whoever is joking at this time, he can make that person a joke.
Thanks to Manchester United's own dressing room, it is more united, although the absence of the lord has made everyone a little relaxed, but Juan's "Hell Victory Treatment" quickly worked, and everyone is still honest about what to do, and now sitting here listening to him is also honest.
After briefly explaining today's tactics, Juan subconsciously glanced at the time, tapped the tactics board in his hand, and showed a very gentle smile when everyone looked up—under everyone's horrified gaze. Juan doesn't usually smile unless someone is going to be unlucky.
"As a rookie coach, it's the first time I've been on the sidelines, so everyone is a little bit more positive and we work together very well. Or if someone is dissatisfied, then we can also meet at the Carrington base, and I promise not to add ten times more special training to him. ”
……
The entire Manchester United first team watched their manager leave with a very unspeakable look.
"Eh, you say, is he serious?" Scholes asked, somewhat uncertain.
"You see he looks like he's lying......" Giggs gritted his teeth with some resentment.
After leaving the locker room, Juan was ready to greet the linesman and the referee, although all he got was a perfunctory handshake, he naturally knew that his experience was not enough. On the pitch, he has been in the smoke for a long time, but in the coach's box, he is indeed a newcomer.
After greeting the referees, Juan turned his head and saw Kevin Keegan, Manchester City's manager also seemed to come to greet the referees, Juan nodded at him and then wanted to leave, he didn't expect these football old-timers to have a good face for him, but what he didn't expect was that Keegan actually stopped him.
"What's the matter?" Although Juan looked cold, he did not reject people thousands of miles away.
"Just to congratulate you." Although Kevin had a smile on his face, there was nothing too kind in his eyes. 'It's good for young people to have aspirations and to see you take over Ferguson's class, and the 19 teams in the Premier League except Manchester United will be very happy.'
Juan raised his eyebrows, he quickly reacted, is this a provocation?
Kevin Keegan is naturally a good calculation, after all, no matter how mature the other party is, he is just a 21-year-old young man who is eager to prove himself, although he avoided this answer at the press conference just now, but he has an iceberg face, and no one knows what he thinks in his heart.
Maybe at this time, he will add a little stimulation and nothing will be different?
Keegan's idea was good, but the person he had to deal with was really different from the average 21-year-old.
Juan glanced at him and raised his eyebrows with a smirk: "You really think so?" He didn't even say anything, just a simple sentence with a single expression that could make people choke up at once, even nameless, and Keegan was exactly that.
Seeing that the person who came to stimulate him was stimulated by himself, Juan calmly adjusted his tie and stretched out a hand. "Let's see the game, Mr. Keegan."
"What would you say other than let the game speak for itself?" Keegan couldn't help but sneer, seeing that he didn't mean to shake hands, Juan withdrew his hand and smiled very casually.
"What else do I need to say?"
The first nameless encounter ended in an unhappy split between the two men, with Keegan sulking and his face flushed, while Juan stood in front of the United dugout with a heavy face.
There really isn't much to say, the performance on the pitch speaks for itself.
"Welcome to Old Trafford!" The on-site commentary began to warm up the atmosphere on the field, Juan stood on the sideline and looked around, all the stands were large swaths of bright red, and the small patch of blue representing Manchester City seemed very weak, like a flat boat in the red angry sea.
When the players entered, the entire Dream Theater began to boil, and the dreamlike ball game was about to begin, and everyone's hearts were full of excitement. This was the first time that the old man, who often chewed gum, did not stand on the sidelines, and the person who replaced him was Juan Díaz, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes and had a cold expression.
'We can see that the amazing Dias is on the sidelines and he won't be playing today and as far as we know, he's going to be the manager of this game instead of Smith. The on-site commentator quickly said, "Can our magical substitute continue his magical path on the sidelines?" ”
Magical substitute, this is the nickname given to him by the whole Manchester United, although he only played one game for Manchester United, and the time was only half an hour, but those who watched that game know that as long as he is on the field, he can change the situation on the scene - don't you see the last Manchester United who was almost overturned by Chelsea, exuding vitality in the last half hour?
His magic on the pitch has been proven, but can he be so impressive from the edge of the dugout?
From the start of the game, United showed an amazing attacking prowess, playing in a 4-4-2 formation that was demanding in midfield and could be tough for all teams in the world if there was a strong enough midfielder.
And today, the heart of Manchester United's midfield is Cristiano.
His destructive power and dribbling ability with football are second to none in the Premier League, and he also has a lot of destructive power that a midfielder doesn't have, and Juan's training for him is focused on a few aspects.
"It's a pity!" The on-site commentator sighed, Scholes's shot slid off the sideline again, this is the second Manchester United chance shot of the game, each one looks hopeful, and each one is a fraction of a second, "We can find that Manchester City is stacking the back in their own backfield, obviously with the idea of counter-attacking defensively, can Dias face his first problem since taking charge?" ”
Juan stood on the touchline, looking ahead with no expression, and he was not surprised that Manchester City would come up with such a style of play, after all, Manchester United have always played extremely aggressively, and if you want to face a team like theirs, defensive counter-attacks are the best routine.
Manchester City is just playing the idea that no one at Manchester United dares to change the formation and line-up in the absence of the lord, as if they have already obtained Manchester United's starting list, and now it seems to be very effective?
Keegan hadn't had time to rejoice for a few minutes before the smile on his face turned to anger.
"Offside!!" He subconsciously shouted loudly, but his voice was too small, and he was soon drowned in the sea of red.
“goooooal!! Fanny!! He ran to Cristiano, who gave him the assist! The live commentator slapped the table excitedly, "It's amazing how quickly the goal came in!" We can see that Cristiano suddenly ran to the touchline during the run, almost single-handedly tearing through City's defence, and his speed was amazing! ”
"Manchester United's change of formation at this moment caught Manchester City off guard, Manchester United's midfield coordination is amazing, and the victory belongs to Manchester United!"
"Victory belongs to Manchester United!" The whole stadium started singing, Manchester United's team song was very catchy, every game would be played in the Theatre of Dreams, the players on the pitch to move forward in such songs, for the opponents to move forward, for the Red Devils, it was all the motivation to move forward.
Juan had already foreseen the goal when he saw Cristiano's pass, so when everyone else was nervously looking forward to it, he had already shaken his fist and it was considered to be celebrating, but when he finished celebrating, the ball went in and the whole Old Trafford was boiling.
The players on the pitch huddled together, and so did the dugout. This time Juan couldn't dodge, he was held by Smith and jumped, although he was a little helpless, but he didn't want to break away.
He naturally knows how much pressure the entire coaching staff can put on in Ferguson's absence, and it's good for them to get a single goal out of it.
"Juan, are you happy?!" Smith shouted loudly in his ear, because the fans were so loud that they could only speak by roaring so closely, Juan couldn't help but laugh and replied with a voice of the same size.
"Football is fun!"
It was the first time he had spoken loudly in public, and it was also the first time that he had been so loudly bouncing around in a public place with such a disregard for his image, and he was calm even when he was celebrating on the court.
And when they let go, they found that the linesman raised the flag in his hand - offside, the goal was invalid!
In an instant, there was an uproar on the pitch, and the United fans had just finished celebrating when they found out that the goal had been ruled invalid, so how could they bear it? Immediately, all the cheers turned into boos, everyone had a "TF, you are kidding me" expression, and some fans were already angrily greeting the referee's family.
Juan and Smith were also stunned for a moment, glancing at each other as they rushed towards the fourth official, and when they got there, they saw the referee waving at them very firmly, while Keegan was smiling not far away.
'Needless to say, it was an offside goal. The fourth official was serious, "Vanney was offside when he received the ball. ”
'But Ruud van Nistelrooy and the defender, they were on the same level at the time. Smith anxiously explained that every goal is precious for United these days, and that scoring less than ten minutes into the game has gone a long way in boosting morale.
But if a goal is ruled invalid after a goal, it is devastating.
Juan also pulled the linesman to explain, but it was useless, after all, he and Smith are not qualified to stand here, not like a lord, he can be described as a "Keegan nemesis", as long as he stands on the sidelines, no team or referee will dare to be careless, let alone swallow a goal from Manchester United like today.
Seeing that the fourth official's face was gradually becoming impatient, Juan couldn't help frowning, and instead grabbed Smith. "Forget it, let's go ahead and score again."
"But ......!" Smith was very depressed, even if he was a good man, he also caught a glimpse of the contempt and ridicule in the eyes of the two referees when he left, after all, if the lord was at the scene, he would definitely roll up his sleeves and scold the two of them until they couldn't raise their heads, compared to the lord, the two of them did not achieve their goal and left a bit weakly.
"Don't get excited." Although Juan said this, anyone could see that he was also angry now, and his ice-blue eyes were burning with fire, burning the already thick ice little by little.
"I don't believe it, let's go three, four, five...... They can all invalidate us. Juan said calmly, and then smiled at Smith, a smile that looked a little evil, but it was inexplicably annoying. Only then did he look like a young man who had just turned twenty.
"This kind of thing is very mysterious."
After the goal was ruled invalid, Manchester United naturally lowered their heads, but in the singing of the whole stadium, they still quickly cheered up and prepared to continue attacking, but several times in vain, the hearts of the Manchester United players on the field gradually became impetuous, and the movements of their feet gradually became bigger, but this also played into the arms of Manchester City.
Who is more ruthless? They are not afraid! And even if it is a match, Manchester City will not suffer at all, who makes Manchester United's players more expensive in comparison? In this kind of thing, which side of the player is more expensive, which side loses.
"Ferdinand gets a yellow card!" The on-site commentator lamented, "Manchester United's game is really not very satisfying, we have lost our instinct as a bloody team, and we should have fought for that goal just now." ”
The complaint of the on-site commentator also spoke the hearts of everyone at the scene, so this time Juan had not acted, Smith had already rushed out, he was going to complain to the fourth official, just now it was obvious that both sides were responsible, why only fined Ferdinand?
This is simply a big joke, at Old Trafford, Manchester United's home stadium, they Manchester United actually have to suffer two losses in a row?!
Of course not! So even a good old man like Smith rushed out and talked to the referee very excitedly, but the referee didn't want to pay attention to him at all, turned around and wanted to leave, Smith anxiously pulled the referee to continue to explain, but the referee turned around and squinted at him, and began to dig into his pockets threateningly.
Juan, who was supposed to convey instructions to the players on the field, saw that the situation was not good, and immediately raised his foot to pass, but it was still too late, and the referee showed a red card to Mr. Smith amid the boos of the audience.
- Red card departure!
This is not a simple boo, the whole Old Trafford is in an uproar, everyone hooks their heads and uses all their strength to send the referee to the sky, but the referee is unmoved, still firmly holding the red card, and signaling Smith: You, leave the field!
It's already a challenge to the whole of Old Trafford!
Smith was sent to the stands, and he couldn't enter the field for the next game, originally because of Juan's system, so at the suggestion of the lord, Manchester United's arrangement was to play once a week, and then stand on the sidelines of the pitch as an assistant coach for two games, so that he could rotate and make the best use of things.
He was asked to play as a head coach today because of the old man's idea - the old man thought that since it was his first time coaching, he had to have a good resume, although he himself did not have such a beautiful resume when he first coached, but at least he hoped that Juan could have it.
After all, Juan, whether as a player or as an assistant coach, is too calm and calm, and there is no immersive excitement, and the whole person looks like a pool of stagnant water, which is honestly what the lord is worried about.
How can a person who plays football not have a trace of passion in his heart?
And now it turns out that perhaps the choice was the right one, Juan's composure did not make him impulsive, and Mr. Smith did not hold back and stepped headlong into this trap specially prepared for Manchester United.
- The Red Devils have been in football for more than 20 years, and there are so many people who want to see them degenerate.
The Red Devils were so excited that Mr. Smith had to leave the pitch now, but he had no regrets, and patted Juan on the shoulder with a flushed face.
"Juan! Give them a little color to see!! Mr. Smith shook his fist in anger, and although he was an assistant coach who had only arrived this season, he already considered himself a Red Devil, "I'll be watching you from the stands!" ”
In the past few days, he has had enough of all kinds of pressure, even if the referee pushed him just now, he can be regarded as enthusiastic, but even now he has no regrets.
- Manchester City's little cubs are too deceitful! This is Old Trafford!
"You're not going to let me play, are you?" Even in the current situation, Juan still maintained a surprisingly calm calm, he seemed to just say such a sentence casually, but only Smith, who was face to face with him, could see the cold flame in his eyes, if he could, he naturally hoped that this game would be played, but damn this game did not report his list!
Juan has never hated himself so much, but now is not the time to think about it, he needs to make a difference for United as soon as possible.
Taking a deep breath, Juan nodded and quickly turned his head: "Fanny!" ”
The Dutchman was stunned and trotted over, Juan pointed to the opponent's half, his face sinking like water: "I know you are the 'king of the small penalty area', and then I will let Cristiano and Giggs concentrate their firepower in the direction of you and Scholes." ”
Ruud van Nistelrooy nodded, the situation in the team is very serious now, he naturally knows, when the players play on the field, most of them don't think about what formation or the overall situation, all they need is to follow the instructions of the coach or the core players, and then move their positions.
After admonishing Vanney, Juan looked up at the clock, and with ten minutes left in the first half, he squinted his eyes and gestured with his hands raised.
This gesture is familiar to all Manchester United, in the words of the lord - press all over the line!
'What kind of weird move did Dias do on the sidelines, what did he want Manchester United to do?' The on-site commentary was a little confused, although he was now full of anger in his heart, but after all, this was his home stadium, and it was obvious that something was going to happen on the field, and his work ethic required him to continue to explain. "Wait, what's going on with this change of formation? What does Dias want to do? ”
After a pause of two seconds, the narrator finally couldn't help but start shouting, "Oh...... my…… gosh…… Fanny! Van Nistelrooy! He was in the Manchester City penalty area again!! Super long-distance teleportation from Cristiano!! They protested against the unfair treatment in the same way! ”
This time there was no one to question whether he was offside, and when he was surrounded by two or three Manchester City players, Ruud van Nistelrooy's blow was full of anger, and the white net was raised high with the roar of the king of the small penalty area.
“goooal!!!” The voice of the on-site commentator was almost angry, "What if there is a referee to help?" What if they are treated unfairly? The gap in strength cannot be bridged, and the glory belongs to Manchester United! ”
"Let's take a look at the replay of that goal! Ruud van Nistelrooy broke into the City penalty area at high speed, and Cristiano was immediately on the end of Ryan Giggs' cross with a long ball that fed the Dutchman at the front! Manchester City's players are really good, and they don't care about the king of the small penalty area at all. ”
The crowd erupted in a vicious laugh, some of which was a mockery of the referee, and the camera turned to the United dugout, who watched what Juan said to Ruud van Nistelrooy as Smith came off the pitch, but no one could capture what he said.
This time the camera turned to the subconscious performance, in the past, when the lord was there, whenever there was any change on the field of Manchester United, they would hit the camera over, and the lord could surprise them every time.
But this person is different! Obviously a 21-year-old young man, but compared to the lord, he is simply the older person - after all, no matter how many shots he played, Juan Díaz stood there with a majestic appearance, squinting at the actions of the players on the field.
But this time there seemed to be a breakthrough, and under the watchful eye of the camera, Juan made a move on the sidelines that surprised everyone.
With his thumb up, index and middle fingers straightened, and his ring and little fingers folded, the young man gestured to the shape of a gun, and then pointed to his head and made a shooting motion.
"What does this mean, a headshot?" The commentary was still puzzled, there was a commotion in the stadium, he subconsciously glanced at the other screens, and suddenly gasped.
"Ryan Giggs, Ronaldo, Ruud van Nistelrooy and Paul Scholes are pressing up at the same time – Manchester United's attack!!"
Zinedine Zidane, Ronaldo, Figo, Raul, Casillas, Beckham, Owen, the seven superstars of the world, the galaxy battleship that shines at the Bernabeu! Whether it is offensive and defensive transformation or passing, he is trained according to the world's top level, of course, this does not mean that Keane's own competitive level is not high, it is just that the skills used by the two are different.
"It's good to stare at a player like Cristiano who combines speed, dexterity and technique, but if you can't deter the opponent, you can't stare at it for a long time, and it's easy to find a flaw."
Juan said, tapping the ball at his feet, and the ball bounced up and landed on his hand like a mischievous elf, "Shifting the center of gravity a little to the right, and at the same time the left leg retreating half a step back when defending, will give you more room to maneuver, whether you are moving forward or retreating, you can be more calm." ”
He bowed his head at Keane and threw the ball in front of him, Keane lowered and shifted his center of gravity as he said, and at the same time stepped back, almost at the same time, Juan had already brought the ball in front of him, and for a moment Keane could barely hide the look of surprise on his face - although it was still passed this time, it was clear that the United captain was lost in thought.
"How does it feel?" Juan asked, and the United guard came back to his senses and nodded at him: "It's just a little tweaked, and the movements are indeed smoother and more convenient." ”
"Every muscle can be used to the fullest." The dark-blonde assistant nodded, his ice-blue eyes showing signs of melting, and when he turned to face the others, nothing seemed to change. "Come on."
It took more than half an hour for Juan to sort out each of the first-team players in a way of words and deeds, and calmly put forward several people's shortcomings in the way of playing, technical mistakes and some problems in the performance of training in a sharp way, and everyone listened very carefully with their heads bowed in a circle.
“…… Is there anything else you would like to add? Juan suddenly asked, and everyone turned their heads in surprise to find the lord standing outside their circle looking at them with a smile on his face. Nothing, you're doing well. ”
Juan nodded and said nothing, took the training uniform handed by Queiroz and put it on, he didn't feel anything wrong, after putting on the training uniform and taking the tactical board, he was the little assistant who studied eagerly behind the manager.
Since that day, Manchester United has been dissatisfied with him, although he has not risen to the height of a knight, but overall there will be no contempt for him, which makes Juan have a special position in the team.
How "special" is this status?
After the day's training, he and Cristiano returned to the youth dormitory, and when they were about to wash, they heard their young teammates ask vaguely: "......"
"What?" Juan turned around, and Cristiano spat out the water in his mouth: "Captain, how are you feeling now?" ”
"It's calm." He was a little baffled, why did he suddenly ask this question?
"Are you still adapting to the environment?"
"Not bad."
"Are you nervous today?"
Oh, here's the point. Juan said: "It won't be more nervous than talking to the captain." ”
"What do you think of these guys at Manchester United?" Juan tilted his head in thought.
"It's very good and professional, you have to learn more from others." The tone is exactly the same as that of the parents, and Cristiano's face is bitter. "And, there'......"
Seeing that his little teammate looked like he was meditating, Juan rubbed his head with a little crying and laughing, and the words that came out of his mouth made the Portuguese teenager tremble directly: "Who told you to ask?" ”
"I, it's just that they're a little curious, so they ......"
"Who are they?"
"Ferdinand, Scholes, Giggs, Neville......" Cristiano, who was frightened by his own team leader, generally reported a list of names with a smooth mouth, and Juan, who was not good at hearing the whole person, had no choice but to stop.
"Okay, if there is anything you want to ask, hurry up, I'm in a hurry."
"Huh?" Cristiano blinked, although he didn't know what the team leader was going to do later, but now that he had received approval, he unceremoniously pulled out a note from his pants pocket and was about to start asking, not noticing that the team leader's eyes had changed when he looked at him.
"Scholes wants to ask how you got the ball sense, Ryan Giggs wants to ask if you can practice with him twice tomorrow, Ferdinand wants to play again......
Cristiano suddenly heard someone's mobile phone ringing, he subconsciously touched his pants pocket, the mobile phone stayed there quietly, looked up and found that Juan took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, and then took the note from his hand: "I will answer the questions one by one, go wash and rest." ”
"Good ......" Cristiano nodded obediently and watched him go back to his room. Once back in the room, Juan sighed and picked up the phone.
"José?"
"Yo," the young man on the phone laughed, "you know it's me?" Last time we didn't say anything, you hung up the phone and said, did you whisper to Igor?! ”
"No," Juan couldn't help but laugh, "why do I have anything to talk about with him?" ”
"Really?" Guti raised his voice with a grin, and glanced at the people around him who were silently and anxiously urging him, "Then why didn't you tell me and Raul about your retirement?" ”
"I didn't tell Igor either," Juan was very helpless, his little friend could still smile at this time, which indirectly showed that there must be someone staring at the phone next to him, and it is very likely that that person is Cassie, "And I just retired from the club, and I haven't retired from the national team yet." ”
“…… What? Guti couldn't laugh anymore, "You quit the club, didn't you quit the national team?" What's the situation? ”
"It's nothing," Juan said lightly, pouring himself a glass of water, "Simply put, I'm still playing, but I'm not playing for any club at the moment, that's it." ”
"Hey, that's too arrogant, isn't it?" Guti muttered, he looked at Igor and Raul beside him, and found that their expressions were also very dull - after all, he had never heard of such a situation, and the average player needs to maintain his level of competition in the high-intensity competition of the club, is it really okay for him to do so?
'I'm not in the mood to play for other clubs at the moment, so I'll talk about the way forward. He finally couldn't help but say this, and then immediately said quickly, "That's it for today, hang up." ”
"Wait!" Guti spoke faster than him, and Juan raised his eyebrows in desperation, "What's the matter?" ”
"Igor wants to talk to you!"
- But the voice on the other end of the phone doesn't sound like that, right?
Juan waited patiently for two minutes until Ai's voice came, "Juan? ”
"...... "take a deep breath," Igor Casillas. ”
"Here!"
"Get back to normal before the next call, or don't call me again." After saying that, Juan simply hung up the phone, played with the phone for a while, and then went to continue studying for the thick exam certificate. Friends who have played together since childhood, how can he really let Casillas be immersed in guilt for him all the time? That way their friendship won't last.
When he got up to train the next day, Juan was facing the resentful eyes of his teammates, and suddenly remembered that Juan, who had forgotten to give him an answer, patted his head with some weakness: "Let's go, go for breakfast." ”
Usually Manchester United's first team would come over after breakfast at home, Juan and Cristiano, who were conveniently located, started their training early, and Juan did his best to answer those questions - how did he not know that these people at Manchester United had such a strong curiosity?
Juan certainly doesn't know why, but it's a good thing that United's bigwigs haven't stayed on the sidelines.
In the same thirst for knowledge in different directions between Juan and the Manchester United players, the 03-04 Premier League season began, Juan sat on the bench with other team crests for the first time, and it was also the first time to experience the cheers from other home stadiums, which made him in a trance, in order to divert his attention, he looked back at the bench and found that his young teammates were sitting on the bench with a nervous face, looking like they were about to cry.
"Cristiano."
The Portuguese youngster, who was staring at the pitch closely, heard someone calling him next to him, and subconsciously raised his head, and a finger poked straight into his eyebrows.
Juan looked down at his little teammate who shrunk his head because of the pain, and couldn't help but soften his expression.
"Don't be nervous, take it easy." After a pause, in the grateful look of his little teammates, he continued: "If the performance is not good, we will come back for special training. ”
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Now Cristiano wanted to cry even more, not because he was nervous, but because he thought of the inhumane special training.
No matter what, if you can't pass people with the ball again and again, there will be a shadow in his heart?
With trepidation over special training, Cristiano was replaced by the Lord, but fortunately his debut at Manchester United was a great success, with the whole Old Trafford cheering and applauding for him, and his young teammates working even more conscientiously for it, and being pulled on the jersey and jumping forward desperately a few steps, Juan shook his head and smiled.
At the end of the game, Manchester United made his season debut 4-0, and when he left the game, his little team-mate looked at him with sparkling eyes, which provoked him to poke the little guy's eyebrows again: "Well done, lad." ”
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. 166 Reading Network