After the team disbanded, Wen Jie couldn't wait to tell Marilyn the good news of his start.

"Xiaojie, I'm really proud of you, if I didn't have a music performance exam, I would have gone to watch your game away, it's a pity."

"Mary, there is a first time in everything, there will be a second time, and the next home game, I invite you."

For the players who are included in the squad, the Montpellier club will give away some family tickets.

Before going to bed at night, Wenjie has a habit of drinking a glass of warm milk.

That night, the team's team manager, Eagleton, brought Wenjie a glass of hot milk.

Just as he was about to drink, Alberto Costa rushed in, "Little Jie, don't drink!" ”

After speaking, he snatched the glass of milk and said angrily:

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I can't believe that Montano would have done such a thing!"

"Costa, what the hell is going on?" Wen Jie was confused.

"I saw with my own eyes that Montano drugged your milk, and although I don't know what it is, this glass of milk must not be drunk!"

Wen Jie frowned, Alberto Costa is the most honest person on the team, and his words should be correct.

Thinking about the bet with V. Montano, he suddenly understood.

V. Montano must not want to start himself!

Did he do that?

Everyone is a teammate, do you really care about the slightest bit of affection between teammates?

"Xiaojie, are you okay?" Looking at Wen Jie in a trance, Alberto Costa asked nervously.

16-year-old Wen Jie, the first time he encountered this kind of deceitful thing, he was full of emotion.

This society is so complicated!

If I'm strong enough to play in Montpellier as soon as I come, it won't happen at all......

In order not to give the "enemy" a chance, next, I have to train harder and improve myself!

Alberto Costa was so angry that he pulled Wenjie and said:

"Xiaojie, this matter can't be left like this, let's go find the leader."

Before Wenjie could reply, Alberto Costa took his hand and walked out of the room.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

They knocked on Girard's door.

"Costa, it's so late, do you two have anything to do with me?"

Girard hasn't slept yet, he's still doing his homework for tomorrow night's game, as evidenced by the dense text on the tactical board.

Alberto Costa explains the cause and effect of the incident.

Hearing this, Girard was furious, he really didn't expect that his players would do such a thing.

"Costa, you give me that glass of milk, I'll ask our team doctor to test the ingredients, if there is a problem with the milk, I won't spare him!"

Soon, the team doctor came.

Valéry, the team doctor, graduated from the Medical University of Paris, is 40 years old this year, and has a first-class team doctor license issued by UEFA.

"Rene, the results of the analysis will come back as early as tomorrow afternoon."

"Valery, the results of the analysis have been analyzed, you must tell me as soon as possible."

After working with Girard for so many years, Valery knew the gravity of the matter just by the tone of his voice.

"Don't worry, Rene."

After Valery left, Girard comforted Wenjie again, telling him not to panic, everything was with him!

This greatly touched Wen Jie.

Eventually, Girard instructed Wenjie and Alberto Costa to keep quiet.

V. Montano, who was drugged, slept very sweetly at night.

Hmph, little one, as long as you drink that glass of milk, it's over!

When he had breakfast the next day, when he saw that Wen Jie had nothing to do and his face was normal, he began to be unsettled.

"This ...... How is this possible? According to the plan, he shouldn't be here, he should at least be in bed......"

V. Montano immediately began to get uneasy.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

From morning to pre-match training, V. Montano was distraught.

Come to the home of the Angers team, the Jean Bouan stadium.

Five minutes before the game, in the players' tunnel, V. Montano was sorting out his equipment and preparing to play.

He thought to himself, this is almost the game, nothing has happened yet, and it is estimated that nothing will happen.

Hmph, little brat, if you're lucky this time, I'll let you win the bet, isn't it just carrying you, Lao Tzu did it.

I'll find a chance to clean you up later!

This "revenge", Lao Tzu will revenge!

As V. Montano was thinking, the team's assistant coach tapped him on the shoulder and motioned for him to come with him.

Away team locker room.

Girard held in his hand the analysis report that Valery, the team doctor, had just sent him.

"Montano, do you know why I called you over?" Girard's expression was solemn, and he still couldn't believe that his players would do such a thing.

There are laxatives in milk!

V. Montano already had a bad premonition in his heart, but a voice in his head told him that he must not admit it!

"Boss, what's wrong? It's coming out soon......"

Girard interrupted, "Montano, I can't believe you would do such a thing to your teammates!" Why did you drug Xiaojie's milk? In order to win a bet, is it really possible to do whatever it takes? ”

Every word is heart-wrenching.

When he took the analysis report from Girard's hand, V. Montano was shocked and almost collapsed on the ground.

He knew very well that Girard already had evidence of his "crime", otherwise he would not have said such a thing at all.

Your own manager never does something that you are not sure of!

"Boss, I was wrong, I had a short circuit in my brain to do such a stupid thing, you just let me go this time, I promise there will be no next time......"

Suddenly, V. Montano burst into tears.

At this point, he really regretted it.

Girard is a manager with clear rewards and punishments, and he has made such a big mistake that he is expected to be banned from the team for the whole season.

If there is no football in the past season, not only will the income be greatly reduced, but if this incident is poked out, it will also be scolded by the fans.

Even, the entire football world will be disgusted with their own character and ball quality, even if they want to transfer, it is estimated that no club will dare to ask for themselves!

Girard says:

"You don't want to play this game! As for your punishment, I'll talk about it when I get back. ”

With that, Girard walked out of the locker room.

V. Montano was left alone in the dressing room, unable to say anything.

"It's over! My career could be over! ”

The team's starting line-up had already been handed over to the referees, but Montpellier was forced to use up a substitution before the game could start.

When the commentator saw that the players on the Montpellier team were different from the starting list, he wondered:

"What's going on? Why didn't Montpellier's main player V. Montano appear on the pitch? Could it be that he was injured? Montpellier made a substitution before the start of the game, what the hell is going on? ”