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"What do you mean, I know that I bought the ticket" Juan sighed helplessly, it turned out that there were accomplices, no wonder they came over so soon, they grew up together, it can be said that they know the roots, how easy it is for Cassie to get into the horns, he also knows it, and he also understands Raul and Guti's thoughts. Chapters are updated the fastest

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 the guy a little bit?

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

Juan returned to his room when the sigh was over, but at the door he paused and raised his eyebrows.

"Cristiano?" Oh yes, there's been 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, 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 just 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, Captain, what are you doing, hahaha, itchy, hahaha, go away, captain, hahahaha, what are you doing, it's really itchy!!" The child is afraid of itching, he has long known this, and he can directly scratch the unsuspecting person out of tears, and after frolicking for a while, Cristiano is about to collapse and laugh.

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 don't really understand" Cristiano lowered his head, and for a moment his brain was a little confused. 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 teammate is 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 is going to blow up, and Juan can only give him a smooth hair, God knows why, he just can'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 clean 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, not because of an injury on the field, but because of an accidental car accident, which made him unwilling. 166 Reading Network