"You don't think you're a professional athlete, are you?" Messi asked, sipping tea after dinner.

Hydward rolled his eyes, a little absent-minded, he had to think about how to deal with Icardi, he is not a person who likes to give up, just like Messi in front of him, not a superstar, he just wants to play better, better, don't believe that Messi can make miracles, but must believe that Messi is not afraid of difficulties and adversity.

"It's not."

"I don't deny that top players have their own advantages as coaches," he paused to continue, "if not lack other necessary qualities." ”

"Just like Cruyff, the godfather of Barça, and now Pep Guardiola, who is an outstanding player who plays for Barcelona and the Spanish national team, he proved to be an extraordinary coach as soon as he took the helm."

"Pep is a great guy!" Messi took over the conversation.

'The top players have experience and the players respect him and listen to him right away. But that's just the beginning, coaches like me or Jose have to earn respect and we need to work harder than the stars. ”

Messi is a staunch supporter of Pep Guardiola, and the two of them are naturally not allowed to say anything bad about him when discussing the manager, "No, I often see him working late into the night. ”

"How did you manage without playing in a professional league?" He brought the conversation back to Hydward.

Ward sorted out his belongings and pulled out a gift box, which he had prepared early in the morning. "Sign me and I'll tell you when I'm done."

"It's nice to write, I'm going to give it to my wife." He watched the coal boss write while still uneasy.

"Do you need me to write something extra?"

"No, you don't."

Messi handed over the box and said, "Okay, then you tell me." ”

"Do you have to be a horse to be a jockey?" He said in a standard London accent.

'If you're a player you just have to focus on yourself, if you're a coach you have to focus on everything. Okay Messi, goodbye, maybe we'll meet again. ”

Hydward is like the poor country reporter in the story who walked away without looking back, Messi experienced the most inexplicable meeting of his career, maybe Hydeward really came for Icardi at first, and he changed his mind as he talked.

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Back at Barcelona Gamble Stadium, standing under a tree by the lake, thinking about clubs far away in England, he was in a bad mood. I want to yell twice at the lake, but think that it's early in the morning, and it's not good to make the janitor sleep, and I want to swear twice, but is Manchester United at fault? Is Margery at fault? There is nothing wrong with the club, it's a price that you can't refuse.

Tom had called a few hours earlier, and United had made their first official offer of €11 million with add-ons, with Margary relenting in to join the Premier League giants. As long as Portsmouth says "YES" then the transfer can be completed in fifteen minutes, they have been planning for a long time and have everything ready.

He staggered towards the gate, and as he crossed the road, a large thick and long telephone pole stood in front of him, with a poster of Messi plastered on it, which read: "He can pass all the defenders!" ”

Hydward tore the paper off and slammed it at the pole, not realizing how mentally retarded he was.

"Even you're bullying me?" Kick after kick, and a few seconds later there was an oops.

11 million is nothing in two years' time, and the premium for young players today is not as serious as it will be in the future, which is already a great offer. Add to that the looming Portsmouth financial crisis, and he may really need the money.

In England, there are significant restrictions on the availability of non-EU players, with the league limiting three non-European players to a match. Haim and Etuhu, one Iranian and the other Nigerian, both belong to the "foreign aid battle sequence" and are destined not to sell for a large price. But the two of them get together, counting Margery's 11 million, this season's financial black hole will basically be filled, and next season will be paying off debts, and Portsmouth will be able to get out of the huge abyss!

There is a temptation that is too great to refuse.

Hydward waited from the afternoon to the evening, and did not wait for the same phone call as last time, and the bad premonition was amplified little by little in his heart, and he was dialing, but he always couldn't get through.

Margery can refuse all temptations and not be swayed by money, but he can't watch his beloved team, and the team he has cultivated since childhood to play in the professional league will fall into the abyss. He can trade his freedom for the freedom of the team, he can trade the uncertainty of his career for a glimmer of life for the club, and who knows what will happen when he goes to the big clubs? Perhaps leaving is his last loyalty.

I can't go on with it, Icardi will be solved early this morning! Although his invitation to meet for the second time was rejected again, he will try to fight for a third time and then return to Portsmouth with the victory, and the transfer will have to wait for him, wait, wait!

It was a little cloudy, and Ward's mood slowly calmed down from irritability, and he saw an Audi car driving slowly in the distance, the driver holding the steering wheel with one hand and bread with the other, and his mouth was biting. Bacon and eggs in the bread, what a flirtatious guy!

"Hi Mr. Coach, how are you at the gate of the base in Barcelona? Are you here to apply for an assistant coach? Vilanova won't agree, you're robbing him of his job. ”

The person who came was Messi, and it was only five o'clock.

"Go farther Messi, my target is not you, damn it, don't you have to train so early?"

Hydward is taking gunpowder today, and Messi was inexplicably hit by a bullet. He waved his hand and drove away.

Puyol; Iniesta; Pedro still had some unrecognizable names coming through the door, followed by some fans, not many of them, today is not an open day for fans, but as usual some die-hard people will come to bet on whether they can get Messi's autograph.

Icardi finally appeared, not too early but not too late, just in time.

Hydward stepped forward and stopped his car, menacingly, "Icardi! You turned me down twice, you're the manager of Portsmouth, you don't have the time, you don't have the money, I'm leaving, but I have to tell you, you don't have to learn how to play, you have to learn how to behave! ”

Messi, who came out of the training ground, was about to send some water to the fun head coach, but he happened to see the scene just now, and the coal boss's festival fell to the ground in an instant.

Hey, hey, big brother, you seem to be using my lines, right?

Seeing Icardi on the other side stop Hydward, who was about to leave, Messi pressed his hand on his forehead, a cunning thing!