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"Maybe the lord was talking to the players, so he didn't have time to come out?" Sky Sports commentator Frank guessed uncertainly, "This doesn't quite fit the Jazz's habits...... Oh wait! ”

Frank yelled, "South Stand! He's in the South Stand! ”

The camera focused on the position of the South Stand, the old man with a red nose was sitting there with a thick red devil scarf, talking to the people around him with a smile, and he didn't notice that the camera had captured him, and suddenly all the media reporters had only one sentence in their heads-

What the hell are you kidding us?!

Juan naturally knew that this matter would not be hidden for long, so what he did for the sudden uproar and uproar of the fans in the stadium was to subconsciously glance at the big screen and make sure that the smiling old man was indeed wearing his gloves before walking into the locker room.

Before greeting the referee, he had already told everyone what the situation was today, and also reminded everyone: "The lord is watching from above today, you pay a little attention." ”

After a pause, he sighed: "I'm a little nervous......"

The entire Manchester United dressing room was shocked and hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't! Don't be nervous! "It's us who should be nervous! We! "Calm down a little, do you want to drink water?" I opened a bottle of Gatorade for you? ”

Taking the Gatorade from Scholes, Juan went out with the corners of his mouth curled, and only went back to call them out to play after taking care of everything, and as soon as he reached the door of the locker room, he heard Keane's roar inside.

"Are you ready?!"

"That's it!"

"Red Devils for a Day!"

"Red Devils for life!"

Juan couldn't help but smile and knocked on the locker room door. When everyone turned around, they saw their little boss standing at the door, raising an eyebrow at them: "Are you ready for victory?" ”

"That's it!" The Red Devils fighters all flailed their fists in high spirits.

After this game, the Red Devils will be able to overtake Chelsea to become second in the league and go straight to Arsenal, who will be unbeaten in 14 Premier League games if they win.

As the Lord said, they only need to be cautious to win this game, Aston Villa have been in financial crisis in recent years, they have very few players who have continued to perform in the Premier League, and halfway through the season, their team has lost more and won less, and now they are in a very embarrassing situation.

"A team that is not willing to accept the status quo and cannot turn a life around with its own ability......" In the middle of the game, Frank sighed with some regret, "This big team of the year, if it is not for the continued investment, it will definitely be relegated." ”

"Maybe Prince William will lend a helping hand to the team?" Dean raised this possibility, to which Frank angrily said that it was impossible: "He is the crown prince and not the boss of the local tycoon, do you think everyone is Abramovich?" ”

If there is no big investment, the team is actually basically the same, and the Premier League standings can be seen a little. The top four can be said to be Haoqiang clubs, their turnover is running towards tens of millions or even hundreds of millions every year, and the gap between the fifth and eighteenth places is basically several million euros, which is not big at all.

The top four clubs are currently Arsenal, Manchester United, Chelsea and Manchester City. Arsenal is a joint-stock team, and their three big bosses have nearly 150 billion in assets combined; Chelsea owner Russian Roman Abramovich, with £10.3bn in assets; In comparison, Aston Villa's owner Randy Lerner is indeed quite inferior, at only £6.4 billion, which is a bit of a compact asset for a team.

In the singing of the fans at the scene, Manchester United won the game in one go, Juan stood on the sidelines and blew the cold wind for 90 minutes - there was almost no moment in the stadium where he needed to move his mouth, and the players of Aston Villa did not seem to think that the match would win at all, playing very loosely, and even accidentally passing the ball to Ryan Giggs, in the face of such a situation, the Red Devils wingers naturally laughed at it.

Seeing another round of attacks on the court, Juan stood for a moment, then remembered something, and went back to the dugout to pick up the Gatorade that Scholes had just given him.

“goooooal！ Giggs! The Red Devils' wings are once again meritorious! He ran quickly in the direction of the coach's seat!! Uh, look what's interesting going on our field! ”

The two commentators of Sky Sports laughed straight down.

"Giggs dedicates the goal to Juan Dias! But the over-excited Red Devils didn't seem to notice that their manager was drinking water, and immediately pounced on his back! Frank patted his thigh and giggled, "I'll bet you Dean, Giggs is dead!" ”

"I'll bet a pound." Dean calmly took his hand off his lap, "Giggs will have a lesson to remember......"

When Giggs pounced, Juan was defenseless. He never expected the goal to be so fast, and he didn't expect Giggs to pounce and jump on his back when he was excited, and thanks to Juan's tall and sturdy appearance, otherwise he would have pounced on the ground - Giggs is not so light......

Although he didn't fall to the ground, the water in his hand really couldn't be saved, and Giggs, who rushed over excitedly, didn't expect that he was greeted by cold water on his head, he licked the corner of his mouth blankly and found that it was still a little sweet, so he was even happier and fell on Juan's back and shouted: "Juan!" We did it! ”

The victory over Aston Villa was inevitable, so Juan easily touched his lips in order not to let everyone deal with it so casually: "That's it, our requirement in this game is to keep a clean sheet against the opponent, and at the same time we have to have more than three goals, which one is not reached, we will train more when we come back, how about it?" ”

Naturally, no one in the whole United dared to say badly, and now that the goal was finally achieved, Ryan Giggs threw himself on Juan's back and joyfully announced the good news, who knows where the Gatorade smell came from, uh...... Wrong......

Ryan Giggs jumped off Juan's back like an electric shock, and then jumped far away one after another, quite trembling, and the Manchester United players who had already run here, even only a step or two, immediately stopped their steps and turned their heads away, the hurried pace, the grim expression, people who don't know thought they had scored three goals.

Ryan Giggs ......" their head coach took a deep breath and smiled slowly.

It was the first time Juan had smiled under the watchful eye of the whole of Old Trafford inside the stadium, his hair wet all over his cheeks, his coat in a mess, and the bottle in his hand with only one bottom ......

Yet even so, he was still smiling gracefully and decently. There is a mist in his eyes all the year round, as if he has confined the most transparent sea in the world, and when he bends slightly, he has a kind of dizzying fascination, the bridge of his nose is straight, his eyebrows and eyes are all stretched, and his rich lips are curved, which makes people want to taste it in their mouths, or leave their own teeth marks on it.

- Amazing beauty. Don't wonder Manchester United's female fans have grown in a blowout all of a sudden, Juan is a sight that can't be diverted from standing on the sidelines when he is not playing, and once he plays, although he is still tightly wrapped and does not show a trace of skin below the neck, at least surrounded by close-fitting sweatpants, they can see the beautiful and smooth muscles of the upper and lower legs......

But even so, under the big screen, someone can still notice the evil little tail behind the seemingly plain and calm, this young man of all ages will only make people think of him at this time, he is indeed only 21 years old, an age that should be pampered and galloping on the field.

…… Instead of being unsuspectingly drenched in Gatorade :)

After being silent for a while, Juan subconsciously glanced in the direction of the lord, and then sighed: "You go to the game first, and we'll talk later." ”

Giggs ran away with weak legs and feet, but as the person who scored twice in this game, he didn't have any joy on his face, and he looked a little bleak, which also made everyone laugh. Juan looked at the situation on the field, saw that there was nothing he needed to worry about, sighed and picked up the mineral water to deal with his hair and face.

When he came back, his hair had been combed back with his fingers, exposing the delicate features of his entire face to the air, and the whole person seemed more energetic and aggressive.

For the first time, Manchester United's female fans sighed and started singing on the pitch, and for the first time, Old Trafford resounded with the singing of female fans.

"Juan, you can never forget when you see him, you know that he is an angel when you see him, even if he travels all over the world he is still so fascinating, the great painters paint for him, even Socrates comes to watch, he stands, the painter paints, Socrates looks at him, looks at the painting, looks at him again, no longer looks at the painting......"

Now it's Ryan Giggs who is taking the ball, he knows what he is capable of, and he knows what he will face, the opposite Manchester City is dirty defensively, and he has to make two moves every season, and each time Manchester United has to get a few injuries, but generally there are lords at this time, so they don't panic.

But today, the old Scottish man did not sit on the edge of the pitch, they were indeed panicked at first, and even a little desperate at the moment when the red card was raised, until they saw Juan-

For the first time, the 21-year-old stood near the sideline and began to direct the running position on the field.

Everyone knows that Juan usually hates to speak easily, even in training, he is used to observing the situation on the field in silence, and he is right to the point, and now, he has found the crux of the problem.

At Juan's signal, Keane and Sylvestre stepped forward to press high at the first time of kick-off in the center circle, and transferred the ball to the direction of the midfield as soon as they won the ball, while Manchester United's four sharp knives swarmed out at the same time.

"In high-speed sports, the ball is very fast! City's defence has been turned upside down by four men, and it is clear that this non-Premier League-style rapid attacking and defensive system has overwhelmed them...... Oh! The live commentator jumped, and his heart was stimulated in various ways at the beginning of the game, "Vanney was tripped up!! ”

Ruud van Nistelrooy lay on the ground with his legs clutched, the expression on his face was very painful, and the boos were so strong that the referee gave the Manchester City defender a yellow card and awarded Manchester United a free-kick for his own safety.

This time the referee was very fair, so Ruud van Nistelrooy didn't stay on the ground for long, and jumped up after getting a free kick......

Pull it down, send off the assistant coach at Old Trafford, and give the defender a yellow card for no reason, what's wrong with getting one back?

Ryan Giggs stood at the penalty spot and took a deep breath and looked at the goal. In the first half of the game, they were almost aggrieved for the first 30 minutes, and the last 15 minutes were a little angry, and the second half was the moment when the Red Devils counterattacked!

Start, run, raise the instep.

“gooooal！！ Giggs! The Red Devils' winger sent the ball into the back of the net with a volley! With two minutes left in the first half, let's look forward to the second half of the ...... between both teams Wait a minute?! The on-site commentator was stunned, "Ronaldo picked up the ball from the goal and threw it to the midfield?" Serve in the middle circle, the first half is not over yet! ”

"Even with only two minutes left, the Red Devils never gave up! They launched an attack on the Manchester City goal again! His voice was almost hoarse, but it was as firm as ever, "Go on, Manchester United!" ”

The Red Devils' anthem resounded throughout the stadium, the red flag and scarf were held alof, and to the cheers of everyone, Paul Scholes fired a high ball into the goal. Scholes's shot ...... No, he's going to pass the ball! ”

In front of the Manchester City goal, several defenders jumped up to clear the high ball, but in the middle of the blue, the fiery red elf flashed, and he jumped lightly and leaped forward.

"Cristiano Ronaldo !!"

This goal is so beautiful, the young man in red flashed into the camera at once, he grabbed in front of everyone, like a moth to a fire, desperately head-to-head the ball, the football was put down in slow motion, cunningly bypassed the goalkeeper's five fingers, and bounced on the grass before falling into the net!

"A thrilling header! Ronaldo's goal! With the excited cheers of the on-site commentators, the whole scene went crazy, even if the whistle blew at halftime, the entire stands still looked like "a group of demons dancing". 'In the last two minutes, United came up to score and we went into the second half with a score of 3-2! Thank God, thank you, thank you, thank you Juan Díaz! ”

'Why didn't he step up earlier in the first half? Maybe we won't even have those two goals. The on-site commentator complained as if it were true or false, after Manchester United's goal was disallowed, the morale of the Red Devils really suffered a certain degree of damage, and two goals were scored in succession, and everyone's expressions were impatient, even when Juan first stood up-

Until, Ruud van Nistelrooy's first goal ignited Old Trafford, and the morale that had been low to the bottom suddenly burned like a spark with nourishment, like a long-suppressed volcano erupting in an instant, causing the most massive noise.

At this moment, the camera was on Manchester United's dugout, and as the players returned to the tunnel, the coaches were also packing up and preparing to go back, while Juan was standing next to the dugout, talking to Mr. Smith in the stands.

"Juan, you've done a great job! Let those little cubs see how good we are!! Mr. Smith shook his fists and his face flushed, and all he could do after being sent off was to continue cheering them on from the stands, and his words clearly sparked a sense of recognition from the Red Devils fans behind him, who began to applaud and cheer at Juan at the same time.

"Dias, give them a little bit of power!" "Even if you don't play, you're good!" "Burst their!"

Juan didn't mind the swear words of these crazy people, after all, the words were not rough, he smiled and nodded and was about to turn around and walk into the locker room, but after taking two steps, he turned his head and asked loudly: "Mr. Smith, aren't you going to the locker room?" ”

Smith replied in a voice of the same size, "There you go!" I'm here to watch you! ”

There was nothing he could do to help him now, and in that case, it was best to stay here and not cause trouble. Juan's influence at Manchester United is visible to him, and if everyone is just not convinced by him, the Red Devils will not be able to score three goals in a row in the last fifteen minutes!

When Juan returned to the locker room with the tactical board, most of the players were still talking and laughing, and they were not afraid to say hello when they saw Juan come in, and the last fifteen minutes were so hearty that they all felt refreshed!

To this, Juan's answer was to glance at the players lightly, and his voice did not rise or fall.

"Happy?"

Everyone was silent all of a sudden, they looked at each other, and at the same time there was a feeling of cold air blowing through the locker room - it was clear that despite the goal, Juan was still not satisfied.

'We were supposed to be 4-2 but now we were swallowed a goal, we got a yellow card for no reason, and we scored twice in the first half half an hour...... IMHO, at Old Trafford it's not something to be proud of, one might even say a disgrace! ”

After saying this, Juan nodded: "Yes, shame, not for Mr. Smith, not for any of you, but for the entire Red Devils." I feel angry and humiliated by letting our opponents flex their muscles on their own turf, even using some cleverness to steal the fruits of our victories. ”

Looking around, the expressions on the faces of the team members sank, and the hands of drinking water were all lowered. None of them were the kind of people who would lose their minds with excitement, and in Juan's few words, the first half hour of the opening half was in their minds, everyone looked at each other, their heads bowed, and they couldn't say anything.

Their performance in the first half was really not good, and after the goal was misjudged, they all fell into a vicious circle, and the more anxious they were, the easier it was to make mistakes, so they were scored twice in half an hour, and Smith was also angry and rushed over to find the referee to theorize, and it was the same when he was sent off the field.

Seeing that everyone had finally recovered from the excitement just now, Juan nodded secretly and continued: "Anyway, the game is not over yet, and we still have a chance to make up for our mistakes. To tell the truth, it's not that I'm a good teacher, it's just that everyone here seems to be a little impatient, and it turns out that as long as you calm down, the opponent is not vulnerable at all. ”

After a pause, Juan showed a smiling expression.

"You're still strong, aren't you?"

When Juan finished his main points, he thoughtfully left time to Keane, the captain, and he stood in the players' tunnel to breathe in the air, and the singing from outside came in intermittently, and Juan listened for a while and couldn't help laughing.

What "Egris, your mother called you home for dinner", what "Egris, you can't imagine how you left Old Trafford", what "Manchester City's hero Agris", one song after another, simply scolded the referee of this game from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, the fans of the Premier League have a racial talent in singing, and all kinds of songs are at their fingertips.

Listening to this, Juan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, he felt as if he had heard it wrong?

But this kind of singing is getting louder and louder, and even overwhelms the "Acura" to the referee, and then resounded throughout the audience.

"Ah~Juan Dias, the best deal ever~"

"The best translator for kicking football, the best translator for coaching~"

"Manchester United can knock you over even if it's a translator~"

Listening to the translation song full of audiences, Juan couldn't stop crying and laughing.

He's a conscientious guy who works hard and works his best every day, working around the clock to develop training plans and tactical needs, and then bring them out to discuss with the entire coaching staff, and every time Juan listens, he can see the silver thread on Mr. Smith's head.

For the Red Devils' game, he looks several years older, but the scores in the last few games in the absence of the lord are not very ideal, and losses are often happening, Manchester United fans have even written songs to mock him, every time Juan can't watch it, he will come forward to help, and in the end, he will ask Juan to be on top when he is really exhausted.

In just one game, Juan felt the pressure from Mr. Smith before, and therefore admired Alex Ferguson, who had been in the dugout for 20 years.

"It's coming." Ferguson smiled, his eyes narrowed with a sinister aura. His break was unexpectedly long, so long that the British media seemed to have forgotten that United were not that easy to bully.

Although the young man in front of him didn't mention it, and the others didn't want to talk to him, he always had a channel to know what was going on outside. Especially after yesterday's win, he doesn't have to think about what the media will say about Manchester United, the youth in front of him, and Smith.

After a moment of silence, Juan couldn't help but add: "It's the game against Real Madrid in two weeks." ”

"I know." Ferguson patted him comfortingly on the shoulder, "You've worked hard for a month and a half. Juan couldn't help but relax his expression and nodded slightly.

Two days later, a piece of news directly made the entire British Peninsula look sideways - Ferguson was discharged from the hospital!

For a time, the entrance of the hospital was crowded, and the reporters surrounded the entrance of the hospital on three floors and three layers outside, and the fence blocking it was crumbling, everyone was looking forward to the appearance of the lord, and the security guards in the hospital came out to catch up two or three times to no avail.

"Please do not block the passage of the hospital, so as not to affect the treatment of patients!" After shouting two or three times, the people turned a deaf ear, and just when the security guards couldn't help but want to move directly, the entire group of reporters suddenly began to make noise, desperately reaching forward with the microphone and camera in their hands.

"Mr. Dias!!" "Would you like to say a few words, Dias?" "How is Sir Alex Ferguson doing?"

The security guard couldn't help but glance back, the dark blonde man was standing behind him, today he was wearing a beige suit, with a sapphire blue tie, and a camel-colored long coat on the outside, the whole person had an elegant and soothing extravagance, and his expression did not change in the slightest when facing the camera.

—or rather, he straightened his leather gloves as if he hadn't seen them. casually talking to the person beside him, the two of them walked directly to the other side, in the direction of the hospital's parking lot.

"Wait!" "Mr. Dias!" "Say a few words, please!"

The reporters were all in a hurry and rushed in their direction, and at this moment, a black car slid behind them in a low-key manner and quietly drove onto the road, and Casey in the car smiled and patted Ferguson's forearm: "Sure enough, it was very quiet and left, Juan really has a way." ”

"This kid is clever." Ferguson narrowed his eyes and smiled heartily, although he also wanted to stand in front of the camera and roar domineeringly: "Lao Tzu is back!" But Casey and Juan were right, this would be an obstacle to the treatment of other patients in front of the hospital, not to mention that Carrington's master should make such a declaration on his own turf!

In the training session that afternoon, Ferguson appeared on the pitch for a long time, and in the face of the return of the old man, everyone's first reaction was to applaud and applaud warmly. Ferguson was relieved, but he soon noticed something different.

…… This group of stinky boys applauded, why did they still burst into tears? And this is too enthusiastic, why haven't you seen them so close to him?

"Boss, you're finally back!" Cristiano, who is usually very close to him, cheered directly, and his applause was the loudest among everyone, and Ferguson finally caught someone to ask: "Stinky boy, I didn't see you usually think of me like this, let's say, what's the matter?" ”

And Cristiano is still the kind of person who usually goes to see him, and if even this kid is so happy about his return, there must be some reason!

"It's not because Juan ......" Cristiano was quick for a while, but he was immediately covered by Ferdinand and Giggs, and under the suspicious gaze of the lord, the two of them shook their heads with a dry smile: "It's okay, it's okay, don't worry, sir, there's nothing." ”

"Really?" The lord asked Juan this sentence, he was walking here slowly, in the morning, in order to let the lord leave in a low-key manner, Juan specially pulled the staff of Manchester United, and the two of them talked about a little gossip in the club while focusing on the firepower of the media as a target, and the pull was a serious and serious face, but the cold sweat of the staff who was pulling almost soaked their backs.

This guy is really gossiping in front of the media, looking at the way those media hear a word and their eyes light up and they want to rush over, he simply doubts that if their words are really heard, those paparazzi can come up and tear them apart.

- For example, the transfer of Manchester United, or something.

Although Juan and he don't have any right to talk about transfers, it's nothing to talk about it a little, who knew those media could be so crazy!

Juan Ke, who provoked everything, didn't feel anything, he changed into training clothes as usual in the afternoon to assist in training, hearing the lord ask, Juan raised his eyes and swept the players of the first team of Manchester United, they all shook their heads violently and said that they didn't know anything, and Cristiano was even more wilted.

"Maybe it's because I'm a little bit harsh in training." Juan nodded at the lord, "I'm glad you're finally back." ”

The next day's game against Aston Villa, Mr. Smith was the one who was sent off in the stands, if he was still the only one in the dugout, there would definitely be negligence in the work, and the return of the lord is simply the most timely!

"I see." Ferguson nodded knowingly, "It's good to be strict, I support your approach, continue training today." ”

"Okay."

The Manchester United players listened to the very calm conversation between the old and the young, and tears flowed into a sea in their hearts.

Sir, you don't know how this man cleaned them up when you were away......

"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 is very helpless, he obviously brought a 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 will be able to train hard with him on the pitch, which is a great irony for '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.

"Under normal circumstances, even if there is a brief loss of consciousness, the time is only a few minutes or even more than ten minutes, usually no more than half an hour, and most of the performance on the court is confusion or trance, and it will not even lead to 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 pause 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, for half a month after regaining consciousness, I have been having headaches, nausea, dizziness, vomiting, and some weird dreams, and the curtains in 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, my memory is confused, the doctor said these are all symptoms of the recovery period, 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 make a mistake 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 UEFA B 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 an unlicensed to a level 3 coach, then at least half of the UK's football fanatics would rather lose sleep every day.

The B-level coaching certificate is already the dividing line between professional and amateur coaches, and this is when the tactical psychology and the details of diet and catering will really begin to be introduced - of course, these are all 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 easily." "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?" 166 Reading Network