Chapter 238: Cold War

。 This made Lei Yi look into the other party's eyes, and he was silent for a while before nodding his head with a small movement. However, his team-mate at Tottenham could understand that HA's nod did not mean that he agreed with him, but only that the other party understood his words.

But Glenn wasn't in a hurry, he just said, "Looks like you understand what I mean?" Fine, then I'll continue. Maybe you think he's being too you, a little bit harsher than everyone else. But in the past month or so, I don't think Mr. Nikolai is actually such a cold person that he can't communicate at all. He's just the kind of coach who isn't used to being friends with his players......"

"You...... You wait, let me think again. At first, Lei Yi could roughly understand what the other party meant, but as the other party spoke faster and faster, he felt that his hearing and head were not enough, so he motioned to the other party to listen, wait for him, and let him chew and chew the words that the other party just said for a while.

Glenn didn't care, he just stood there waiting for Thunder Wing, and patiently repeated it when the other party felt confused halfway through and asked him to repeat one of the words he had just said. Finally, he said to Thunder Wing:

"I think the coach probably prefers the role of the controller to his friends. If you figure this out, it may not be so difficult for you to get along and communicate with him. ”

In this regard, although Lei Yi did not fully understand the meaning of this sentence, he still thanked his teammate who conveyed kindness to him. But after that, he couldn't continue to focus all his attention on the football at his feet.

Seeing that the sky was still bright, he sat down on the ground, and then the whole person lay down on the lawn, his right hand clenched into a fist, and he knocked on the ground for a while......

He was twenty-one years old.

He went to Brazil at the age of sixteen and started wearing the jersey of a professional footballer. At the age of seventeen, he represented his country in his first World Cup, where he played in Tigos and Enzo. Time passed quickly and he started his European football campaign in Portugal, where he won a surprising number of fans. Later, he found a "home" in Italy that he wanted to settle down, and that home had a blue eagle coat of arms on its nest.

From the moment he decided to play in Brazil, he was always on top of every game he could. He's always in a hurry, in a hurry to win every win he can. He knew that if it weren't for that, he would not have been able to become the "king of the ball".

But now, at the age of twenty-one, he hadn't shot for almost two months, and he didn't know how to get back to his old form in a team that was completely new to him.

He knew his good friend Legos had already led the Premier League scorers chart this season, and that his shot was the goal of the month. He also knows that Real Madrid, with Enzo and Javier, are now in top of the La Liga table, and he even watched Enzo's through the game for the new season yesterday. At the same time, he also knows that Duncan, who won the European Golden Boy selection, is leading Hertha Berlin to the quarterfinals of this year's Champions League as a leader.

He knows, he knows.

Even though his friends wouldn't come and talk to him about it when he wasn't doing so well, he just knew.

He knew that while he was wading through the mud and couldn't go any further, his friends were running, running to the thrones of the champions.