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She's a very smart girl, how could she not guess Kayla's thoughts? It is nothing more than realizing that Fan Bizhuang is a player with great potential, and it is very likely that she will join the giant team in the future and become a real football superstar.

After all, a superstar who has become famous, what kind of girl can't be found, even if Kayla tries hard, she may not be able to trick Cristiano Ronaldo into a hotel room, and Fan Bizhuang is different, he has now shown the ability to become a star in the future, before he has fully grown up, do some homework, this is called early investment, the difficulty is not too great, why not do it?

Felisa looked at Kayla with fiery eyes, and sneered in her heart, if she really knew what kind of person Fan Bizhuang was, it was estimated that such a thought would not even arise in her life.

Kayla was still "pleading", but Felisa had closed her eyes. Too lazy to listen to it again, it is better to take advantage of this intermission time to recharge her energy and cheer for her Uncle Fan in the second half.

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In the home team's dressing room, the atmosphere was silent and depressing.

The players sat and stood, some panting and wiping the sweat from their bodies with towels, while others hung their heads down and their eyes were blank. Everyone is doing different things, and the only thing that is the same is their extremely gloomy and ...... expressions Embarrass.

It's embarrassing enough. Ahead of the game, they were dismissive of their upcoming opponents, believing that beating a small country side as the reigning Champions League champions would be a no-brainer and a matter of moving their toes, only to be slapped in the face, leaving them humiliated and humiliated – just in the first half, they were two goals behind.

At Old Trafford, with more than 70,000 home fans in anticipation, last season's Champions League title was beaten by an obscure team.

Everyone's minds were different, and at this moment, the door of the locker room was pushed open from the outside. The movement of the wooden door slamming against the wall was not small, and there were two loud bangs of "bang~bang~", and then the players saw the head coach with a gloomy face striding in.

Everyone's hearts sank, no one knew the fiery Scottish man better than these Manchester United players, and Ferguson's move already showed that he was furious to the extreme, and they were about to usher in a violent storm.

Sure enough, Ferguson did not speak immediately when he entered the door, but walked straight to the tactical board as if no one was there, first kicked over the garbage basket next to him, and then felt uneasy, and flipped the tactical board to the ground.

Everyone looked at the head fixedly to vent their emotions, and they were silent, and they didn't even dare to come out.

"Are you Manchester United players? Don't think you're part of Old Trafford with the red shirt! In my opinion, you are a bunch of garbage! A bunch of garbage that falls to the ground and people don't even pay attention to it when they step on it a few times! You're acting like a dog... , no, it's eleven dogs... , it stinks! Disgusting! ”

The name "Hair Dryer" was not for nothing, and after venting, Ferguson immediately exploded, and his face flushed and roared angrily at all the players in the dressing room.

Ferguson's words were extremely insulting, and some of the arrogant players changed their faces in an instant, but they still kept their heads down and didn't dare to say more.

Ferguson has madness and irritability in his blood, so he has roared in public more than once, he doesn't care if the players feel uncomfortable because of this, in this stadium, in this team, he is the absolute king, and the whole club is only allowed to have one voice, and that is his Ferguson voice.

You can resist or not listen, but there is only one result of doing so, and that is to be swept away by Ferguson!

David Beckham and Ruud van Nistelrooy, these two are the best examples.

In short, as long as someone is not satisfied with Ferguson's performance, the sound of the "hair dryer" will ring in your ears the next moment. The old Scottish man doesn't know what it means to be merciful, he will scold you until you doubt life!

The United players hung their heads and didn't speak. But silence doesn't mean Ferguson will let them go, and the first player Ferguson found was Manchester United's No.1 goalkeeper Edwin van der Sar.

"Are you so old that you can't even concentrate, Edwin? Are you a victim of Alzheimer's? Damn it! That guy shot so far away that you didn't react at all? Can you tell me, are you sleepwalking or dozing off in front of the goal? ”

"I'll just say it once, make your presbyopia as wide as possible, and if you can't do it, tell me, and I'll let you go back to your hometown in the Netherlands to retire!"

Dutch veteran Edwin van der Sar, who picked up the ball from behind twice in the first half, smiled bitterly because he has made a lot of contributions to the stadium since his move to Manchester United, especially when the team won the Champions League trophy last season, and he is one of the biggest contributors, saving the team in countless critical moments.

But so what? The boss always has something to say, the past merits and the current faults cannot be compared, and his performance does not meet the boss's expectations, so he can only bear saliva and abuse.

"I won't concede another goal in the second half, I swear, boss." Van der Sar nodded, his expression earnestly reassuring.

"Well, I remember your promise, and I hope you can fulfill it. If you can't, you know what the consequences will be. ”

Ferguson nodded, and said this, which was kind of letting him go for the time being.

His eyes wandered again, and the players he saw all lowered their heads, not daring to look at him. After glancing around, the focus of his gaze finally fell on the captain of the team, Gary. Neville's body.

"Gary, you struggled defending in the first half?"

Ferguson spoke flatly, but Neville did not answer.

"The right side you were guarding seemed to have been blown up by the opponent's number 23?"

Neville still didn't speak, but his breathing became a little heavy.

"If I'm not mistaken, you promised me before the game, what did you say at the time? Ha, will you use all means and methods to make your opponent unable to jump? ”

Ferguson's tone was extremely mocking and humiliating, and his movements suddenly became very excited, and while swinging his fist, he reached out and pulled the towel from Neville's head, fell to the ground, and stomped on it twice.

'If you're old, then you can quit the first team. You can choose to go to the reserve team and perform a circus with those baby soldiers, or you can choose to go home and retire. Of course, we've been friends for over twenty years, and I can offer you a third way for free. How do you feel about retiring and coming to the club? ”

Gary. Neville's face turned red, not angry, but ashamed, he raised his head and said in a focused and solemn voice: "I'm not old, and I don't want to retire, boss!" ”

"Then you can show me! Look at your performance in the first half, dog... Excrement! It's all dogs... Excrement! Ferguson put his head in his disciple's ear and roared angrily.

"I ...... I ......," Neville stood up and reassured, "I'll do my best, sir!" ”

"Not to the best effort! I'm going to have to stare that guy to death! I'll watch you, if you're used to being a dog that spurns on the ground... , I'll replace you and call Hollande and he'll give you a place at the club! ”

Gary. Neville stopped talking, his fists clenched and back to his seat.

The rest of the players had their heads hanging lower, Van der Sar and Gary. Neville, one is a hero of the team, the other is both the old man of the team and the current captain, both of whom have been reprimanded by the manager like grandsons, which makes them even more frightened.

Sure enough, Ferguson did not stop his voice, the switch of the "hair dryer" was turned on, it was impossible to turn off so quickly, and then, the old Scottish man scolded almost all the players who played in the first half.

"Ryan, I heard you've been liking a new game lately? It's called Shadow Assassin, right? So, did you subconsciously play disappear on the court? If that's the case, can you believe it, I can make you disappear from this team's starting list! ”

"Michael, you need to be more ferocious! You've got to get tough! You're a man, and if you can't be hard, then I'll relay the news to the media! ”

"Dimita, stop showing off your hairstyle on the field. Run, run like crazy! Trust me, if I find your jersey not soaked with sweat when you get off the field, I'll let you drench your jersey in the shower room for an hour! ”

Ferguson finally set his sights on Cristiano. Ronaldo's body, the Portuguese star is different from most people, in the face of the manager's scrutiny and mocking eyes, he still holds his head up and dares to look at Ferguson.

"That's what you looked like when you came here from Lisbon. Now, a few years later, it's still the same. To be honest, I appreciate that you maintain pride and confidence in yourself at all times. ”

"It's also very gratifying to see how much you've changed, and you've improved a lot and grown a lot in a few years. An obscure boy from a fishing village has become the current World Footballer, and your skills are maturing day by day. Now you're one of the best players on the planet. ”

"But I still have one thing I want to tell you—"