Three days later, Suker and Mandzukic returned to their dormitory.

With a wood heating system, the whole house is warm.

Suke didn't have to be wrapped in a quilt and frozen.

News also came from the welfare home, and the old dean was very pleased, and even asked the church to send a letter of thanks to Su Ke, but Su Ke hurriedly stopped.

Suke grew up in a church welfare home, but he didn't have much faith himself, but at the same time he knew that if he was entangled in the church, and his current popularity in Zagreb, it would definitely be troublesome.

For this reason, it was directly stopped.

After returning to the dormitory, Su Ke also immediately threw himself into training.

The three black cards still have to be absorbed.

Especially [Lautaro's header], which is Suke's current shortcoming.

Suker has good work on his feet, but his header ability is poor, which is recognized.

Although it is not to the extent of the top deviation, how to make an effective header and how to run in the confrontation are not familiar enough.

For this reason, he directly pulled Mandzukic to pass the ball to himself.

Mandzukic is very attentive to this kind of training, or rather, to any training.

This guy is a stupid gangster!

He knew he was stupid, so he was always more diligent than everyone else.

The two practiced for two days, and Christmas came.

As a big festival in Europe, this day is very lively.

Suke and Mandzukic's dormitory is also very lively.

"Off! Off! ”

"Hang this star!"

Dujmović stood on the ladder to set up the Christmas tree, and Srna commanded below.

Modric, Vukojevic and others brought food into the house in large bags.

After a while, the room was crowded with more than a dozen people.

In addition to the main small groups such as Suk, Rakitic, Strinic, Jelavic, Subasic and others also gathered.

With so many people, the table simply couldn't sit down.

To do this, lay a plastic film directly on the floor of the living room, placing the food directly on the floor.

"Minus a Chinese meal!"

Dujmovich pointed to the rich Chinese food in the middle and walked towards Suke.

Su Ke smiled: "There are still four tons!" ”

Dujmović immediately hugged his head.

"The wine is coming!!"

Vukojevich walked in from the outside, and the guy was pushing the cart directly.

There are several cases of beer, wine, vodka, drinks, etc.

Players are forbidden to drink alcohol during the league period, but now it's the holidays and it's Christmas, so it's only natural for them to relax.

"Bring me a case of German beer!" Rakitic looked heroic.

Suke slapped him in the head.

"What do you drink at 17!"

With that, Suker handed over a bottle of Coke and gave him a kind straw at the end.

Rakitic looked at the Coke in his hand in a daze, and suddenly yelled in dissatisfaction; "I want to drink, you can all drink, why can't I drink, I want to drink!"

"Wait until you're an adult to drink!" Modric said.

Rakitic: "I've got three months to go, let me drink it, please!" ”

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Srna smiled and waved his hand; "Let him drink."

Su Ke shrugged: "The captain has spoken, drink." ”

Yes!!!

Rakitic burst into cheers.

Spread delicious food on the floor and hold a beer in your hand.

Suke picked up the bottle and coaxed; "Captain, say a word."

Srna scratched his head; "Come on, I'm not good at that."

Suke immediately nodded.

Under the gaze of everyone, Su Ke said loudly:

'In six months from July to now, we've had one game at a time, we've had wins, we've had draws, and that's what has allowed us to grow.

"Some things are said directly, so as not to be hypocritical!"

"At the end of the season, everyone may have to go their separate ways, and I don't know when the next time we can get together."

Suke said loudly; "This cup is a brilliant season for us to create, and we also respect our future, each of us is wonderful!"

"Cheers!! ——”

Everyone raised their glasses and said loudly:

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

"Merry Christmas!"

"Cheers to our future!"

"Come on! Guys! ”

"Spin it!" Su Ke's eyes widened: "I see who is a bad seed!" ”

Everyone looked up and began to drink wildly.

A glass of wine in the stomach, under the influence of alcohol, the atmosphere is also more and more enthusiastic.

Everyone chatted and drank.

Srna and Dujmović began fiddling with the broken console again.

Suker sat with Luka Modric.

"The next Champions League knockout game is not easy to play."

Modric said.

Suker nodded: "Manchester United is not easy to play, but it is not without opportunities. ”

Manchester United's current squad is also seriously aging, and it all depends on Ferguson's breath.

It was only after establishing Ronaldo's attacking core that they began to rebuild rapidly.

At this stage, Ferguson has no intention of cleaning up the dressing room.

So, Suk doesn't think there is no chance at all.

Modric nodded; "Has Zoranch talked to you about transfers?"

Suke nodded.

Modric; "I'm not going to Milan."

Suker turned to look at Modric.

Modric explained; "It's not that I don't want to play with you, it's just that I don't think I can always rely on you, so I can't really grow."

'Besides, Milan have Andrea Pirlo in their squad and they don't really need me, it's not for me.

Suker nodded, Modric was right.

It would be too much for Modric to compete with Pirlo now.

"What do you think?"

Suke asked.

'It could be in the Premier League or La Liga, I wanted to go to a place where I could really work out.'

"You want to be the core?"

"Yes, the position of the big club is desirable, but now I need more opportunities and support for me, I need room to grow."

Suker is different from Luka Modric.

Suker is systematic, and he can grow even when he is on the bench.

And Modric needs to play.

For this reason, this is also the reason why Modric rejects the giants.

After all, in the giants, competition is one thing, and whether you can get enough opportunities to play is also one thing.

"What if there is a wealthy family willing to train you and make you the core of the future?"

Suke asked.

Modric laughed; "That's the best!"

Suker patted Modric on the shoulder.

"In the next game, perform well and give the old Scottish man some awesomeness."

Modric was stunned for a moment.

Suker: "The current Manchester United midfield is getting older, Ryan Giggs, Keane, how long can they play? Ferguson is also looking for a suitable midfield replacement. ”

Suke snapped his fingers.

"Giant! Core! Ferguson! It's all there. ”

"This," Modric blinked.

Su Ke exhaled: "You always think too much, you are not rejecting the giants, but you are afraid that you will fail, and the opportunities are all earned, your ability has met these conditions, why go to an ordinary team, the giants are your destination." ”

"Think about it!"

Modric began to fall silent, apparently he had already begun to think.

At this time, Dujmović and Srna also returned to the wine table.

"Come, come, come! Drink! ”

Dujmovic lost the game and was full of frustration and wanted to vent.

"That guy on the other side, I'm going to drink you today!"

Dujmovich watched Suke shout.

Suke raised an eyebrow and tossed a piece of cashew nut into his mouth.

The guts are fat!

The others also began to heckle.

"Fight for wine!"

"Fight for wine!"

"Fight for wine!"

Dujmović became more and more angry in the midst of the commotion.

"Let me show you what a Bacchus is, when I was 18 years old and played for the Croatians, I drank up all the first team!"

Wow~~~~

The crowd rejoiced again.

Amid cheers, Dujmović began to gradually lose himself.

Suke lightly picked up a bottle of beer.

"How do you drink it?"

"Bottle by bottle until one party can't stand it anymore?" Dujmovich raised his eyebrows: "Do you dare?" ”

In the face of this kind of drinking provocation, Su Ke knew very well that once he gave in, this guy would have to gain an inch.

Suke said loudly; "Let the horses come!"

Wow~~~!!!!

The crowd of people who eat melons suddenly got excited.

The two of them began to dry up one by one.

Suke was furious.

This time we must teach a lesson enough.

As long as he can't drink himself within 45 minutes, he teaches the other person to be a man.

Bottles of wine fall into the stomach.

At about 20 minutes, Suke was gone.

It's too belligerent.

"Change the wine!"

Suke waved his hand.

Dujmović also promised heroically.

After 45 minutes, Suker's status was refreshed.

Suke's eyes were clear and shining.

On the other hand, Dujmovic's eyes were also cloudy.

Suker held up a bottle of vodka again.

"Go on."

The next day, Dujmović woke up with a splitting headache.

The stomach is even more upside down.

The whole room exudes a strong smell of alcohol.

He got up with his heavy body and walked to the bathroom to spit out the liquor in his stomach.

His eyes were in a trance.

Last night, he didn't even know how much he drank.

He remembered that he and Suke had been drinking together.

But in the end, he was almost drunk, and Suke seemed to be fine.

He didn't remember what happened next.

When he came out of the bathroom, he saw someone walking in through the door.

"Are you awake?"

Suke was wearing a tracksuit, sweating slightly, apparently just finished his morning run.

"You, you. Went for a morning run? ”

Duimovich couldn't believe it.

He drinks well.

Yesterday he had a hangover, and Suk shouldn't be much better.

But this guy went for a morning run!!

"Any questions?" Su Ke shrugged, then took out his mobile phone and said, "By the way, you don't have to order so much Chinese food in the future, you can't finish it, and you still owe me nine meals." “

"Jiuton?" Dujmovich shouted; "There are obviously four meals left."

Suke pulled his phone out of his pocket and clicked on a video.

In the blurry pixel video, Dujmović staggers as he carries a wine bottle.

"What if. Can't drink Suke. I owe him five more lunches! ”

Duimovich's mouth grew bigger and bigger.

Syllable!

Suker closes the flip phone.

"Jiuton!"

Duimovich wanted to cry without tears.

Why can't it be finished!

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