Chapter XVII. The hidden dragon is in the abyss

Mr. Raiola didn't know the complicated emotions in Coach Frank de Boer's heart at this time, but from the current situation of Li Lin, he clearly saw Li Lin's bright future, which made him seem refreshed during this time, and even made jokes with Paul Pogba when he communicated with him.

"Paul, Lee is doing really well right now and he's being looked up to by the coach. You have to work harder, or you'll be caught up by Li! ”

Pogba, of course, was not to be outdone, not only expressed his absolute confidence in himself, but also clamored that if he could meet Ajax in the Champions League, he must give Li Lin a good look.

In this regard, Li Lin said that this guy's skin is getting thicker and thicker, but he also has a faint expectation in his heart, if he can really reunite with Pogba in the Champions League, what kind of feeling will it be?

Two young players who left Manchester United's academy met in the Champions League the following year, and it's a bit exciting to think about.

However, it will be difficult to achieve this wish, unless the two teams are drawn in the same group, otherwise the two teams will have to meet in the finals.

In this regard, there is a bit of nervousness between the two.

"Li, your goal now is to try to be able to play in the league, don't think about the Champions League for the time being, you have no play!"

Pogba was on the other end of the phone, and Li Lin almost laughed out loud when he heard the tone of "I'm good for you".

"I think you better think about yourself, if you fall from the clouds, I won't hesitate to step on your body again!"

In the face of Li Lin's response not to be outdone, Pogba was a little speechless, and was stunned for a long time before he held back a sentence...

"You stinky boy, you curse me!"

"I didn't, I'm just stating a future possibility!"

"You're just cursing me!"

"I didn't!"

"You! …”

Ignoring the conversation between these two retarded people, in Manchester at this time, there is also a guy who is constantly working hard.

Carrington training base, on the training ground, the two teams are engaged in a fierce confrontation, only to see a player from the substitute team with the ball is running from the right side, Evra behind him is completely unable to catch up and can barely hang behind him.

The player took the ball all the way into the box, and the moment the centre-back Vidic stepped out to steal, he picked up his left foot, forced his body to change direction, brushed the opponent, and then directly volleyed the ball into the net, and De Gea did not react at all.

This wonderful goal was met with applause from everyone at the training ground and cheers from the fans watching the training from the sidelines.

Alex Ferguson chewed gum soothingly, his face was calm, but those who knew him well knew that the old man was in a very good mood at this time.

"Alex, are you still happy about Ravel's thing?"

On the side, assistant coach Mike Perrin walked over with some materials.

'yes, I'm glad Ravel has made such a big difference, he has finally stopped wasting his talent and finally put his mind on the pitch.

Ravel Morrison has changed his mind since he was woken up by Li Lin last time and has re-invested in football, although I don't know how long he can last, but the attitude and form he can show now can satisfy Ferguson.

"Alex, do you know who made Ravel change so much?"

Mike Perlan's tone was a little strange, there was a hint of surprise on his face, and there was also a hint of regret, but more of a look of wonder.

Ferguson also heard the strangeness in the other party's tone, turned his head, and did not speak, but there was already doubt in his eyes.

Obviously, Ferguson is also curious about who can do it, you know, if Ravel was so good at persuasion and persuasion, Ravel would have been kicked out a long time ago, at least no worse than Paul Pogba.

"It's the youth striker you once mentioned!"

Mike Perrin took a tabloid in his hand and handed it to Ferguson. Ferguson took it and took a look, only to see that in addition to some gossip chasing after the wind and shadows, there were several photos on it, which showed photos of Li Lin entering and leaving Morrison's apartment.

There are many kinds of tabloids in England, and this time Ravel Morrison committed something vicious, and the beating of his girlfriend is still very exciting in the newspaper. But because he himself is not very famous, he is just a youth team player. So only some tabloids wanted to take the opportunity to make a big news to capture it for a while, and they ended up photographing this Li Lin, who is less famous than Ravel.

"It's Lee?"

"Yes, after seeing the picture in this newspaper, I remembered that you mentioned him to me, so I was a little curious to check the current situation of this player, and it turned out that he actually signed with Raiola, and joined Tottenham and then joined Ajax on loan. And they have been very good in Ajax's recent warm-up games. ”

Ferguson's face sank after hearing that Raiola had signed Li Lin, he had dealt with Raiola for so many years, and he knew him too well, if he wasn't a real genius, how could he impress this agent predator. After hearing that Li Lin's performance was outstanding now, his face showed such a look of truth.

"Raiola's eyes are still as poisonous as ever, but none of this has anything to do with us."

Ferguson's face returned to calm, it was a pity to lose two talented players in the final years of his Red Devils career, but he still has Ravel, he can still leave a future for Manchester United, and as for the rest, leave the rest to his successor.

But despite this, Mike Perrin can still see the regret and pity in the heart of the lord from under Ferguson's calm face, and he knows very well that Ferguson's greatest wish now is to leave a team with fighting power and a future for his successor, in addition to bringing another league title and Champions League title to Manchester United. But now that two good seedlings have been lost, how can Ferguson not feel pity.

On the court, Morrison sweated his sweat wantonly, striving for every opportunity ball, boldly and skillfully using his foot skills to play with the defenders opposite him. Morrison felt as if there was a fire burning in his heart, a monster roaring, and he wanted to prove that he didn't have to be any worse, that he was still that genius, that he was going to stand under the flashing lights eventually.

"I hope that before I stand at the top, you will not be left behind, otherwise, I will be very lonely!"