i am beckham

Chapter 45 Gary's love is dead

After reading John's letter, Beckham hastily replied a few words and took the time to pack his suitcase. He had applied for a passport at the age of 15, and as long as he took it with him tomorrow, he would be fine. Other formalities would be handled by the club.

I just finished a fierce competition, and I have to pack my suitcase when I come back
So sleepy, I can fall asleep now when I lie down.

Beckham grumbled in his heart, but he was still tidying up.

But I have to go out tomorrow morning, so it is impossible to get up and clean up.

If it is sorted out tomorrow, it will only be in a panic, making the away journey that could have been carried out calmly appear very embarrassing.

In case you can’t find something important, you rummaged through the boxes at home and finally found it, because you can’t take care of tidying up because of time issues.
Just thinking about this scene makes my ass hurt, it's simply not something a decent person should do.

Beckham gritted his teeth and struggled against fatigue, quickly put away the change of clothes, daily equipment, personal items and passport separately, then set the alarm clock, and went to the bathroom to wash up contentedly.

Lying on the bed, he subconsciously turned his body to the right, and fell asleep when his body turned halfway.
At 08:30 the next morning, Beckham was woken up by three alarm clocks.

He stretched his waist, and it was another night without dreams, and most of the fatigue in his body disappeared in one fell swoop.

After zooming into the bathroom, washing up, and then having a simple breakfast and buying some newspapers, Beckham drove to the Carrington training base.

When he pulled into the parking lot, nearly half of the people were still there, so he went to the bushes to see how the dog rose hips were growing.

In September, these little things suddenly began to mature rapidly, and the color changed from light red to vermilion.Pick it off and taste it, the taste is sweet and slightly sour, just like first love
Cough cough, why did I become emotional as soon as I got to this place.

Beckham smiled self-deprecatingly, and sniffed the sweet air vigorously.

Even if I bid farewell to these little guys, who knows if these dog rose hips will have been picked by the staff when I come back.

When the hour hand pointed to eleven o'clock, all the team members who were ready to start had assembled.

Everyone knows that the head coach of the team has a bad temper, and the old man will beat anyone who dares to be late to death.

After Ferguson gave the order, Beckham ate another meal with the others, and this time he completely withstood it.

After lunch, everyone got on the bus bound for London.

Beckham fell asleep immediately after getting in the car. How could he have imagined that the excited Gary Neville was very excited to talk, even after lunch, he could still be full of energy.

Under the interference of Gary Neville, he still completed the bus ride rules of getting on the bus to sleep and getting off to pee.

When going through the security check at the airport, Beckham took the time to move his body, and the suffering had just begun.
An hour later, the plane landed at Amsterdam Airport.

"David, have you noticed that women in the Netherlands have very long legs and pretty faces!"

Well, yeah, how come I didn't notice that when I was 15.

"Gary, please be a gentleman, the drool on your mouth will bring down the overall image of British gentlemen."

Even though he thought so in his heart, he absolutely couldn't be with a guy like Gary, that would be a setback in life!

While speaking, two tall ladies in orange tops walked towards them.

To be precise, he walked towards Beckham: "Hi, can you take a photo with us?"

Beckham smiled and nodded, this is the trouble caused by being too handsome.

One of the two girls has long legs and the other is plump. They first took a photo with him alone, and then the three of them took a photo together.

While waiting for the group photo, the two young girls let go a lot, holding Beckham's arm on each side, and smiling brightly.

Poor Gary Neville turned into lemonade in seconds and had to be in charge of taking pictures.
Several people chatted for a while, and two girls asked Beckham for his contact information in front of everyone.

The Dutch really know how to play, if two people want to contact each other, don't they?
Ahem, it's just a one-time meeting, there is no need to contact at all, Beckham politely declined.

The two girls seemed to be used to the scene, even though they were rejected, they still had seductive smiles on their faces, and they even blew him a kiss before leaving.

Hehe, if I were an actor, I'm afraid I would be able to watch countless people at the age of 20, but it's a pity that I am a player and there is no room for fuss.

For this episode, Beckham laughed it off.

He has long been used to it. The female reporter from Sky Sports even called him a few days ago. The tone and breathing rhythm on the phone are simply indescribable.
Such a person, if he wants to eat, can eat at any time, but he is not sure that someday someone who doesn't talk about martial arts will come and disgust himself in front of the media for money.

It's better not to do such a thing that is easy to cause trouble.

The team waited less than an hour in the airport terminal before reentering the plane, this time on a different KLM plane.

"Didn't you feel it just now? That slut is attached to you!"

As the state of the plane stabilized, Gary Neville said sourly.

Hehe, if you can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour, you are a bit out of line.

Inwardly complaining, Beckham still kept a smile on his face: "Forget about it, Gary. As long as you travel with me, you have to learn to adapt to the differences between people."

Gary Neville smiled sinisterly, and then went to the Dutch stewardess to talk about life and ideals.

I just like your strong psychological endurance. If you were an ordinary person, I am afraid that your mentality would have collapsed long ago.

Gary and the stewardess chatted very speculatively, and there was a feeling of seeing each other late.

He turned around and showed off: "The good-looking skins are all the same, and the interesting souls are one in a thousand. David, let me help you order a juice."

You have to have an interesting soul first.
Beckham smiled and nodded: "You are such a caring person."

Under the signal of Gary Neville, the well-dressed and beautiful stewardess served juice to the two of them respectively.

When Gary Neville received the juice, his expression changed from clear sky to cloudy in an instant, resembling the weather in England.

"David, I just noticed that when she handed me the juice, there was an airplane between our hands, but when she handed you the juice, she shook your hand.

I don't think it's necessary to hold hands together when delivering juice.So, can you spread your right hand? "

Beckham looked at each other with a bit of sympathy on his face: "Gary, maybe what you just said was right."

"David, spread your right hand and give me a treat!"

I don't want to hurt you, you forced me!
Beckham regrets not learning some simple tricks so he can try to give Gary Neville some self-respect.

There's no way, this guy looks like he won't shed tears when he sees the coffin, it's time for him to see the truth of the world.

He spread his hands, and in his palm lay a note with a phone number.

Gary Neville looked up at the top of the cabin with his head in his arms, with a sense of déjà vu.

"David, my love is dead"

(End of this chapter)