The first half of the game was over.

The score is 1:1.

Players from both teams return to the locker room.

After a short break of fifteen minutes, they will continue with the second half.

……

Manchester United in the dressing room.

De Gea wore gloves on his shoulders and passed past Chu Ge.

He turned his head to look.

Chu Ge is giving Martial a chicken blood.

“…… Break through for a while, and break through all the time. ”

"In the second half, we boldly rushed forward, together we destroyed the Liverpool defence and let them know who is the real master in this stadium!"

What a second year of secondary school......

De Gea smiled and propped his forehead.

"It's a hell of a second chicken blood that can be effective."

De Gea pondered in his heart, the corners of his mouth slightly curled.

Chu Ge continued to communicate with Martial, who lowered his head and said nothing, like a stuffy gourd.

'In the first half you always went back and defended. Does it work? The effect is mediocre, right? You should feel it yourself, right? ”

'I'll tell you, Anthony [Anthony], Liverpool are just like us, strong in attack and weak in defence, and if we want to win them defensively, it's basically impossible. To win this game, we have to play on the attack. ”

"When they're defending, they're mainly guarding against my right side, and you're a bit more empty. All you have to do is press bolder, push more with the ball, break through more with the ball, put pressure on them, and preferably blow up their defence. They don't focus on you, they just look down on you, can you bear this? I can't bear it, I must let them see how good I am! ”

"Besides, the team's defense is honestly more than you, not too much, less than you. Anyway, if you go back to defense, you can't change the fate of their goals, don't believe you ask De Gea, did he get a clean sheet bonus in one game this season? ”

Cough!

Hearing this, De Gea almost slipped on the soles of his feet and flipped three hundred and sixty degrees on the spot.

Big brother, can you blame me for losing the ball?

De Gea looked at Chu Ge with a resentful expression, feeling aggrieved.

At this point, Martial spoke.

"What do you mean...... It seems to make some sense. ”

De Gea: ......

Then.

Ferguson also walked into the dressing room.

Obviously, he also heard what Chu Ge had said to Martial just now.

Ferguson glared at Chu Ge angrily and amusedly.

gently kicked Chu Ge's buttocks.

"Boy, when is it your turn to arrange the team's tactics. Are you floating, or can't I lift the hair dryer? ”

Chu Ge laughed, moved flexibly, avoided Ferguson's leather boots, and shouted: "Wronged! I'm just talking to Anthony to facilitate the second half. That's all, without any other thoughts. ”

Ferguson didn't bother to pay attention.

He walked up to Martial and patted him on the shoulder, "In the second half, when the team retreats, you still need to come back. However, Chu's one thing is right, you don't need to retreat so deeply, and the opportunity is still to attack. Don't worry too much, be more confident and play the way you do in training, the Liverpool defenders are nothing special. ”

Ferguson encouraged Anthony Martial.

Anthony nodded silently.

Forthwith.

Alex Ferguson rallied the entire squad.

In response to some of the situations that occurred in the first half, the head coach made some targeted arrangements.

After Ferguson finished speaking, Chu Ge took the initiative to walk to Ferguson's side.

'In the second half, you can have Paul [Pogba] go to Anthony Martial's side, support Martial and increase the attack on the left. Liverpool certainly wouldn't have thought of such a change, and maybe it would have a good effect. And, I spoke to Paul, and the position he is most comfortable with is the left midfielder, and that's where he can play even better. ”

Chu Ge made a suggestion to the head coach.

Ferguson glanced at Chu Ge, "Paul went to the left side, what about you?" ”

Chu Ge waved his fist and said confidently: "Beat Liverpool, I alone is enough!" ”

Ferguson glared at Chu Ge amusedly, "Talking about people." ”

"Uh...... I think Liverpool has been hoarding defenders to defend me in the first half anyway, and it doesn't make much difference whether Paul is there or not. However, if the left side of the attack is opened, maybe it will help me more. Chu Ge scratched his head and said.

Ferguson pondered for a moment, "There's some truth to what you're saying. However, if Paul had gone to the left, it might not be safe for you to be on your own. ”

"Then you can observe it, find a suitable opportunity, and someone else will come up and help me. Whether it's Juan (Mata) or Wayne (Rooney), they can be up to the role. By the way, Wayne is just one goal away from surpassing Sir Charlton's goalscoring record. If Wayne were to become the all-time leading scorer in today's double-red game, it would be pretty cool. Chu Ge said with a smile.

Ferguson laughed too.

Truly.

As Chu Ge said, it would be very interesting if Wayne Rooney had scored a goal against Liverpool and become the club's all-time top scorer.

"That depends. Our priority is to win, and to follow the trend of record-breaking things, not to force them. ”

Ferguson is still calm.

Chu Ge nodded, indicating that he understood.

"That's it for now, I'll talk to Paul." Ferguson patted Chu Ge on the shoulder and turned to leave.

He didn't go far.

Before Pogba could be found, he met Rooney first.

"Boss." Rooney took the initiative to greet Ferguson.

Ferguson stopped and looked at Wayne Rooney.

"I heard what you and Chu said just now." Rooney touched his head and noticed that his transplanted hair seemed to be bald again.

Ferguson looked at Rooney and didn't speak, he knew that Rooney must have something to say.

"I know I've been average this season and I've been down a bit fast...... So, the most important thing in this race is to win the game, and I don't have to think about my record-breaking. ”

Rooney bowed his head and said.

He was a little reluctant to say such a thing.

But.

He had no other choice.

He has spent 12 years here since leaving Everton at the age of 19 to join Manchester United.

Twelve years is a long process, enough for a young boy to grow up, grow, and mature.

During this time, Rooney has experienced many successes, both glory and loss. Eventually, he wore the captain's armband of Manchester United, and the word United was in his blood, and red became his only belief.

In today's game, Rooney really wants to be able to play.

He still wants to be the protagonist of Manchester United, just like he has for the previous twelve seasons.

However.

Rooney himself also knows that with the growth of newcomers to the team such as Chu Ge and Martial, and with the decline of his state and body, today's Manchester United is no longer Manchester United with him as the core. For the sake of the team's results, for the sake of the team's future, Rooney must accept the rotation and even the status of a substitute.

Even if he is unwilling, for the sake of his beloved team, Rooney can only choose this way.

After hearing Chu Ge suggest that Ferguson let him play, Rooney had mixed feelings.

He thought about it a lot.

But at the end of the day, he still needs to show his attitude to the manager.

Team interests are above all else.

Even if he was just one step away from the historic record, Rooney preferred to give up for the sake of victory.

After hearing Rooney's words, Ferguson also had a mixed mood for a moment.

He watched Rooney grow from a young talent to a team leader and then to today's team veteran, and he knows how arrogant Rooney is and how difficult it is for Rooney to say this.

Ferguson pats Rooney on the shoulder.

"Wayne, you've always been an integral part of the team. Both on and off the field. If I put you on the pitch, it must mean that it is the best option for the team, all you need to do is to prepare for the opportunities that may arise and not think about the rest. ”

Rooney nodded silently.

Just as Ferguson was about to turn around, Rooney suddenly said something more.

"I think Chu has the potential to be a captain. Whether it's ability, or attitude. ”

"Next season, let him be the captain."

When Ferguson heard this, he didn't speak, just looked Rooney in the eye.

Rooney looked at Ferguson calmly, his eyes extremely pure.

"Did you really decide not to stay for another year?"

"Hmm. Sometimes, it's better to love to leave. I believe it's the best option for me and for Manchester United. ”

Ferguson was silent.

He suddenly felt a little sad.

Rooney is old.

He's also old.

I really can't go back to the past.

"We'll talk about it at the end of the season."

With a gentle tap on Rooney's shoulder, Ferguson turned to leave.

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