The smoke of the game had gradually cleared, and it was close to the wee hours of the morning, and the staff of Manchester United actually let them stay in the stadium for nearly an hour.

No closing, no sprinkling, very gentlemanly so to speak.

After receiving the award for the best player, Mack was being interviewed by reporters, and a staff member was waiting for him outside.

"It's wonderful, it's indescribable, especially since it's Old Trafford, which means so much to us," says Mackin champagne and smiling as he smiles.

"Mark, you broke the record for the fastest goal in a football match today and recreated Martin Peters' great performance of a quadruple ......"

Mark Qin's mouth was almost grinning behind his ears, and he said reservedly: "This is the credit of our whole team, without them, I would not be ...... today", Balabala ......

Hey, brother, can you not memorize the lines, this beautiful day, spend a full moon, don't spoil the scenery......

"I'm cool myself, and I want our fans and neutral fans to be cool too"

"I can only say sorry to the unhappy Manchester United fans, you have been cool for more than ten years, and it is our turn to be happy"

"Haha", everyone wiped their sweat, and finally came to something useful, no way, today you are the biggest, we have to listen to what you are doing, and play with you.

When Mackin finished his interview and walked down the passage, the staff member stopped him.

"Hello, Mark, if you have time, please come with me," the young man said politely.

"What's the matter?" , he asked.

"Sir Charlton is waiting for you in the box, he wants to talk to you"

Charlton? Manchester United legend, looking for me?

"I've got a colleague to inform your manager," the young man said with a smile, meaning he could leave now.

Well, let's check it out.

The staff took Mackin to the door of a luxurious office in the North Stand, smiled and stretched out his hand to signal Mackin to go in by himself, and Sir Bobby Charlton was waiting for him inside.

To have a private ensuite in this luxurious stadium is a complete life for this old man.

As an athlete, he won almost every honour, then was awarded the Commander of the British Command by England, and after retiring from the army, he became an honorary director of Manchester United, and was regarded as a legend.

With a bronze statue of him erected outside the stadium and the South Stand to be named after him in the future, the old man will be forever remembered in Manchester United's history.

Mackin feels that he can play football to this point, which has reached a very high level, because he is backed by the giant Manchester United, unlike those celebrities in South America, many of whom have to live in the media industry.

Just like Germany's Beckenbauer, the emperor of football, when it comes to German football and Bayern, he can intervene.

Seeing what the old man wanted to do, he pushed the door open.

A bald old man with curtains on either side and glasses stood up from the couch with a smile.

"Welcome, Mark, you won't mind calling you over suddenly," Charlton said in a somewhat hoarse old voice.

Mackin smiled and shook Charlton's hand, "It's a bit of a surprise, Manchester United's celebrities came to talk to me, I thought we lost this game, or they just wanted to teach me a lesson"

"Haha," Charlton laughed, holding out his hand to signal him to sit down on the couch, "some whiskey?" ”

"Thanks, Sir Bobby, I may call you that," Makin gestured as he poured himself a glass of soda.

Charlton thought it was even more interesting, there were not many young people who dared to be so presumptuous in front of him now.

"Mark, you must know that I have lived for more than 70 years, and I have seen too many wins and losses, and I don't care about winning or losing for a while."

He took a sip of whiskey and continued: "Nowadays, athletes eat more scientifically, and at that time, if we didn't know how to drink, we were not real men."

Mackin shrugged his shoulders, "Times are developing, aren't they, and football is also developing"

Charlton glanced at him with a smile and put down his glass, "You know what? Marc, Martin is a great midfielder"

Speaking of which, he seems to recall that time, a difficult victory over Portugal and an extra-time elimination of Germany......

"He used to be like you, he played a good show on this court, I was 35 years old at that time, and I was about to retire, I thought, old man, you really give me face, haha"

He laughed heartily, as if the pain of that time was now remembered and turned into a good past.

Ma Qin nodded, every successful person recalls the past, it is a different kind of satisfaction, and he has never wasted his time.

Charlton went on to reflect on his past, saying, "Martin was the heart of our national team's midfield, creative and attacking, and I didn't expect to be able to see his great performances on the pitch at Old Trafford all these years later."

At this time, he couldn't help but say, "Thank you for your praise, I also feel honored, after all, it will always be honorable to participate in history."

Bobby Charlton nodded, leaned on the backrest with his stomach, and thought to himself, this kid is not bad, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Mark, I know you're Chinese, and I had a Chinese star in my time named Frank Sue, who made his debut at Liverpool like you," Charlton continued.

He nodded and said, "He's a really good player."

'Last year England lost to Croatia, you were on the pitch in the second half and there was a lot of noise afterwards, do you have any thoughts?

The idea is that you are really a high-risk profession for this national team, and he said in his belly, blowing can blow people to the sky, and scaring people can also scare people to death, it is said that Carlsen's current mental state is still very average.

"The results were unfair to Carlsen," he said.

Charlton nodded, "In England, the national team does have to take on a lot of pressure"

As if knowing what he was thinking, Charlton continued with a smile: "We had a good skill with the players at the time, but England's style of play has gone astray over the years"

His fingers unconsciously knocked on the sofa, "Before the establishment of the Premier League, English football had left the mainstream of Europe for too long for various reasons, which delayed the innovation of our technical playing style and the growth of our young players."

"England don't have a shortage of good defenders, they also have good strikers and midfielders, but England haven't had a playmaker like Martin for so many years, and that's the main reason why we don't have good results in tournaments, it's too simple."

After speaking, he looked at Mack Qin and said meaningfully: "We need more young players like you to reform the current skills and tactics, England has now begun to reform the academy, but I am afraid it will take ten years to see results."

Mackin didn't know why Charlton was telling him this, maybe like every old man in the family, seeing that the younger generations in this family were not as good as the generation, he was anxious in his heart and wanted to nag with others...... bar.

"What do you mean by telling me this...", he asked.

"I can give you a secret", the old man winked playfully, "Capello is here today"

"Capello", Mack asked, "England's new manager is set?" ”

"Clever, it will be announced soon", the old man said with a smile, "I'm sure he will be shocked by your performance"

"Yes", he was not surprised, "the World Cup qualifiers are after the European Championship in the summer"

Charlton continued to his own thoughts: "Capello will definitely reform the existing English technical and tactical play, and Eriksen's problem will definitely focus on how to solve it"

Mark Qin listened honestly, and kept slandering, people love to nag when they are old......

"You might be seen by Capello as one of the important reforms, and maybe he'll be courteous enough to consult us old guys."

With that, the old man stopped, took another sip from his glass, and looked at him with a smile.

Mark Qin shrugged his shoulders and spread out his palms, meaning then, you keep talking, look at me!

"Haha", Charlton thinks he likes this kid more and more, even better if he is at Manchester United.

Of course, he knew it was impossible.

Mark Qin got up and poured another half a glass for the old man, who looked like a gentleman but was actually an old drunkard.

This old man is talking about sex.

"Mark, I like you kid", he pointed to Mark Qin, and said meaningfully: "I know that Chinese Americans playing football in this country will always encounter some messy problems"

"My old man still has a bit of weight in his words, if there is something that can't be solved in the future, don't forget to come to me"

"It's not a deal, just have a drink or two with me in the future"

Mark Qin generously drank the soda, poured himself half a glass of whiskey, picked it up and said, "Old sir, thank you, I will definitely not be polite if needed"

"Okay", the old man picked up the wine glass, and the two of them drank it all, "Haha"

"Mark, now I can get down to business," the old man said, "I'm looking for you today, to see how about a kid who can score four goals at Old Trafford."

"Oh? What do you think? Ma Qin poured it for the two of them again and asked with a smile.

"It's a bit slippery, Manchester United lost to you"

"Thank you for always complimenting me, I like to hear others compliment me the most"

"Haha", the old man was noncommittal, "Also, I just want to talk to you about the issue of tactical reform in England, if I remember correctly, you should have played in the midfield"

……

When Mark Qin came back, he was confused and didn't know what nerves this drunkard old hair had.

Let yourself support his idea of reforming the technical and tactical aspects of England, and say that he will give him a gift and surprise him when the right time is right in the future, and ask him what the gift is and pretend to be mysterious.

Ma Qin immediately put him in the category of the magic stick, but the energy of this magic stick is a bit large, and he will not be polite when he can use it in the future, so he will use it as a wine fee.

The escort doesn't need money......

"Mark, Mark ,......", as soon as their bus left the stadium, they were completely surrounded by tens of thousands of fans who had not yet left, and they shouted to their heart's content.

Buses are struggling to move an inch, and thousands of police officers maintain order in the distance, fearing that they will cause trouble.

"No, I can't get through," the driver said, turning his head.

Benitez and Sami Lee looked at each other, turned their heads and said, "Steven, you take Mark out to meet the fans, let them go back as soon as possible"

Gerrard and Mackin opened the curtains and looked at the fans outside and nodded.

Many fans just haven't gotten rid of that completely uncontrollable passion, and when they see the bus doors open, they are even more excited and cheer louder.

"Captain, Mark......"

Makqin and Gerald opened the door and walked out, Gerard asked the nearby fans to help maintain order, and Makqin stood on the steps of the bus with a megaphone.

Said loudly: "KOPs, friends, are you cool today?" ”

"Cool, haha", everyone said with a laugh.

He raised his arms and shouted, "When the season is over, we can guarantee that you will be happier!" ”

"That's right, we'll be champions!"

"When we get the championship back and get the trophy, you guys will have a good time, okay? It's getting late, let's go back and recharge our batteries, there's still a game waiting for us."

"Haha, okay", "We just want to see you", "Yes, we'll be satisfied with one look at you"......

The bus started slowly, the fans automatically got out of the way, and when they went back, they didn't know how many fans were waiting for them in Liverpool, but they didn't feel ...... at all Tired.