Chapter 5 It's a dead day, Wenger is coming to rob someone
The first half wasn't over yet, and everyone was numb.
Isabella took out her mobile phone and dialed Lin Ming's number.
Lin Ming didn't know what he was busy with, it rang for a long time before he got through, and there was still a little noise on the other end of the phone, "Honey, what's wrong?" β
"Come and see your son."
"Huh?" Lin Ming knew that his son was competing, and his first reaction was naturally to think that he was injured, "The situation is serious?" β
"It's serious."
"Did you get to the hospital?" Lin Ming said anxiously, "I'll be there soon!" β
"Kearney Training Ground, you'd better hurry," Isabella said slyly, "or you'll regret it for the rest of your life." β
After saying that, he didn't give her husband a chance to react, so she immediately hung up the phone, and when she turned her head, she found that the people around her were looking at her with strange eyes.
Well, to be precise, behind yourself.
She turned, and a face that almost all of England knew came into view.
Isabella knew that what was supposed to come was still coming.
"I'm sorry, ma'am," Wenger said, "I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your conversation, I just wanted to come and talk to you about your son's future." β
Isabella smiled, "Actually, we just talked to him about this more than an hour, or maybe two hours ago. β
"I wonder if you have Arsenal in your plans?"
"Sorry, not really, but I don't think it's too late," Isabella said, "but if I'm not mistaken, it seems like the coach can't contact the players privately, right?" You know, my kid is still from Reading now, well, even though he can't even get into the first-team bench. β
The last sentence is somewhat personal.
My son, my son who is so powerful, you put him on the bench in the youth team, and he is also in the youth team, what do you think?!
Deserves to be at the bottom of the Premier League!
"I just saw a very interesting young man and wanted to make friends with him, that's all, it doesn't matter if he is a player or not," Wenger, who has a pure nature, has been fighting wits with a group of old silver coins in the Premier League for half his life, and the inside is actually rotten for a long time, "Of course, if he happens to be a player, then I can't help it, the FA doesn't rule that an old man can't be friends with a player." β
"Yes, I think he must be willing to have such a friend, although the age difference between you is a bit too big, but this doesn't seem to be the right place to be?"
'No, this is the best place to do it, since I'm here today, it's impossible to put him in another team,' said Arsene Wenger, 'and his first professional contract should be Arsenal's and that's the best option. β
"I'm sorry, their Chinese tradition, male protagonist outside, female protagonist inside," Isabella said quite calmly, "this matter has to be decided by my husband, of course, the main thing is my son's wishes, although I know that he will certainly not be able to refuse to make friends with such a respectable old man as you." β
"Maybe you should call your lover right now and tell him that there's an old man waiting for him in his office at the Kearney training base," Wenger said with a grin, "does he like coffee or tea?" I got a new bottle of red wine, it tasted pretty good, maybe he would like it, well, Ferguson gave it, to be honest, it's not very good, but it's a lot of good goods. β
"Sorry, he drives, and he can't sleep at night with coffee." Drinking without driving a car, driving without drinking a car, the consensus of the whole world.
Wenger naturally lied, "I see, I actually like to drink tea too." β
Cox, of course, had also seen Wenger talking to Isabella, and of course he knew what the old man was doing.
"Quick! Phone! Cox almost whispered to his assistant coach, "Tell Bryan that Arsene Wenger is coming to steal someone!" β
Brian. McDermott is Reading's current manager, but if the team's results don't improve, he may soon become Reading's former manager.
The phone rang, and the assistant coach made things clear in a few words, but McDermott said in an unhappy tone when they were crazy: "Are you sure it's not a coincidence?" β
Cox grabbed the phone, "What a coincidence, that kid scored five goals in the half!" Five...... Well, now it's six! Are you doubting my eyes or my IQ? β
"I see, I'll think about it."
Hang up, the first half is over.
There was a similar call, between the parents of a Reading youth team player and another Alex Ferguson.
ββ¦ Hello Mr. Martin, I'm Hans... No, not for the weekend party, not for Lake... I just thought you should come to Kearney training right now, I can't believe my eyes... A kid who scored five goals for Arsenal in the first half... No, it's certainly not April Fool's Day, it's not a trial, it's a youth game, oh damn it, he's scoring again, are Arsenal's defenders all wood... What? You can't enter the Kearney training base? Why? You are the least welcome of them...... I kind of get it...... Well, I will, don't worry. β
Hans hung up, pondered what he had to say, and walked over to Isabella.
"Hello, Lady Isa," said Hans politely, "I am Hans, we have met, I am the father of Lake, and I am ......"
"Number 6, I know," Isabella said, "Your son is an outstanding leader and a very good friend to Lin Yun. β
"Thanks, Lake is indeed excellent, but compared to Lin...... Hans shook his head with a wry smile, "Can you take a step to speak?" β
"Can you ask what is going on?"
"About your son's future."
......: "Why are so many people concerned about my son's future today?"
The two of them found a place away from the crowd, and Hans said, "Actually, I'm a friend of Ferguson's. Ferguson, I think you should know about him. β
"Of course, it's hard for me not to know."
Martin. Alex Ferguson, Alex. Sir Alex Ferguson's younger brother and Manchester United's chief scout.
Manchester United has an indelible credit to the Red Devils.
"I'll be straight," Hans said, "I saw Arsene Wenger talking to you just now, and if he guessed correctly, he should have wanted to sign Lin, but Ferguson was also interested in your son, of course, he only listened to me, but I believe that as long as Lin can play half the level of this game after that, then he can conquer the most discerning scouts and managers in the entire Premier League." β
"Thank you, Mr. Hans, I remember."
"Then I'll give Mr. Lin Ming's number to Martin? He should be in touch with you soon. β
Isabella thought for a moment and nodded, "Yes, thank you." β
"You're welcome, if you can," Hans shrugged, "if Lin does get into Manchester United, I'm talking about being a regular at Manchester United, and I hope that one day he can help Lake, you know, that kid is a Manchester United fan, and the biggest dream in his life is to be able to wear a Manchester United shirt." β
"I'm sorry, even if my son becomes the main player of Manchester United, even if he wears the number 7 of Manchester United, it may not help you much. Ferguson was a friend, but he still couldn't change anything. β
"Well, I'm naΓ―ve, it's true that on the football pitch you still have to rely on your strength," Hans sighed, "but I still sincerely hope that Lin can join the team that suits him best, whether it's Reading, Arsenal or Manchester United." β
"Thank you, and I wish Lake a dream come true."