Football: Guards with knives, shovel Ronaldo at the beginning

"Have you heard? The first team lost!"

Wearing a red jersey, the short-haired African-American young man froze for a moment, "I know, I lost to Liverpool, who has the waist of the world."

"That [Columbia Emperor Star] Ronaldo isn't very good, I don't think he is as good as you! Paul!"

The soccer ball seemed to come alive under the young man's feet, and it was dizzying to watch, "Don't say that, after all, he is a genius recognized by the boss."

"But I really think he's not as good as you. After this season, your contract will expire. What are you going to do?"

The football returned to his head, and while supporting the football on his forehead to keep it balanced, he replied: "Maybe, I should go to Serie A? I don't know. I will ask Hull later. Both Lindy and I It's his players."

"Stay here, don't you always hope to beat your idol Lindy head-on?" the man continued to persuade.

"Also, let's see what happens at the end of the season."

...

In the southwestern part of Germany, Hull walked slowly towards the parking lot with a handsome blond boy.

"Don't cry, it's because they don't have vision, let's go, go back to Spain with me, I've made arrangements, Joshua."

The boy who had just turned 16 was ruthlessly rejected by the Stuttgart second team. Even for Hull's face, they didn't give him a single point.

Sure enough, he is a rigorous German, who really talks about "rules".

...

France

A football training base in the southwest of Paris suburb, Clairefontaine.

"Killian, who is your idol?"

The boy had just completed a single-handed dash to win the game for the team, when a reporter from a local TV station came over to ask questions.

"Chris...emmmm..." Seeing that the boy hesitated, the host smiled and waited patiently.

"Lindy! I think he is the best now. I heard that he will join the England national team. Then, I will beat him in the future battle between England and France!" The young man seemed very confident, with his high head and his talent same height.

"Ambitious!"

...

At the same time, Liverpool.

"Where is the world full of flowers~ If it..."

Lindy, who was sleeping, was awakened by the ringtone of his mobile phone, and he glanced at the time and it was already 9 o'clock in the morning.

Normally, he would definitely be able to get up at 6 o'clock, but...

"Hello~"

Pressing the answer button in a daze, Lindy didn't even notice who was calling.

"How can you sleep at your age? Ah? There are such big things happening outside, how can you still sleep?"

Feeling that Lindy seemed to be still asleep, the voice on the phone was extremely anxious.

Who the fuck?

Spraying all over his head and face, Lindy carefully lifted the quilt, trying not to affect the woman who had completely lost her combat effectiveness by the pillow.

He glanced at the call status,

Flores?

"Boss, what's the matter with you? What happened?"

"You don't know? Both Scotland and England have formally submitted the paperwork yesterday, and while going through the process of the Football Federation, they came to you to negotiate. It is estimated that people are coming to your house now, right?"

What the hell!

I forgot about it when I saw Erin coming over yesterday.

Lindy put on a random dress and opened the curtains. The sunlight outside the house just fell like this, and he couldn't open his eyes for a while.

When the halo slowly dissipates...

"Fuck!"

Lindy yelled involuntarily, and even Irene was awakened by the sound, "What's wrong?"

She put on her pajamas, came to Lindy's side, and leaned lazily on his arrow, "Why are there so many people?"

"Boss, they've arrived, I'll hang up first..."

Before Lindy could finish speaking, Flores immediately said, "Don't sign, wait, Spain has also sent people!"

"As for?"

"Of course, as for you to sign and go through the process, everything will be completed in June next year, and the qualifiers will start in September. Are you in a hurry?"

"But I haven't figured it out yet..."

He interrupted hastily again: "Yes, it's because you didn't think about it, so don't worry, I'm not advising you to join the Spanish national team, but it's always good if you listen to the conditions."

After finishing the conversation with Flores, Lindy bowed his head and kissed Irene, then changed his clothes and went downstairs.

Because he had seen Dalglish in the crowd just now.

Glancing at the phone, there were indeed several unread messages.

There were even a few missed conversations yesterday. Lindy remembered that he did hang up a lot of calls when he was crazy yesterday.

The moment Lindy opened the door, the flashing lights outside had already started to flicker.

Several officials in suits and leather ties and Dalglish were welcomed in by Lindy after greeting them.

"I know why you are here, but whether this is too impolite, I didn't even know it in advance, and I didn't have time to think about it."

Without giving the opponent a chance, Lindy took the lead in attacking.

He didn't care if it was Dalglish sitting in front of him, or whether he hung up a few calls yesterday.

Such a big battle, forcing the palace?

He is very dissatisfied!

Having seen so many bad things about European football in later generations, Lindy knows that the more polite you are, the more troublesome you will be.

This is a world that respects individual wishes, morality and so on. Lindy is not from his own country, so don't kidnap her!

Brook came here today on behalf of the Football Association of England. Seeing Lindy's attitude was a bit beyond his expectations. Things that he thought he would be able to win have now become a little tricky.

In his mind, if he has a chance to represent England in the World Cup, at least there will be a top 8, right?

What an honor is this, this Chinese man? ? ?

The officials of the Scottish Football Association responded quickly. He came to ask for help, but he was not as arrogant as the officials in England:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lindy!"

Brooke seemed to realize the problem when he saw his competitor apologize immediately.

As long as there is Lindy, Scotland will basically enter the World Cup steadily.

Is there a big difference between the top 32 and the top 8?It doesn't seem to be big.

Thinking of this, he got up directly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lindy, the matter is urgent, please forgive my presumptuousness."

Officials on both sides immediately apologized.

Of course, if they didn't know in advance that the other party would come today, they would have to abide by basic British etiquette.

Arrogance is a mask for the weak.

When facing a strong man, all you have to do is don't stick your face out and let others beat you!

Seeing the two of them like this, Lindy didn't want to talk nonsense:

"Today is my vacation time. I think you should make an appointment through my agent Hull again, and we should meet on a more formal occasion."

Lindy got up and poured himself a glass of water, "Boss, coffee or water??"

Dalgliesh smiled and waved his hands. He also thought of today's situation.

If Lindy is so easy to settle, he still needs to go to Madrid himself?Also wear the Liverpool captain's armband?

Even if these officials know that they are begging for help, even if they have lowered their stance, it is not enough. It seems that I still have to go back and mention them.

Seeing Dalgliesh wave his hand, Lindy took a sip of water and continued, "You should have brought your own conditions, put them all down, and I'll take a look tomorrow when I find time."

Brooke's complexion has become ugly.

As an official of the Football Association, coming to ask for help is already inferior. Isn't it even more embarrassing to go back empty-handed like this now?

Even the Scottish officials, who had reacted so quickly before, were a little bit embarrassed.

But the two knew that in Lindy now, they were asking each other, not the other begging them.

"Where is the world full of flowers~ If it..."

The phone rang again, and Lindy picked it up with a finger:

"Javier, what's wrong??"

Zanetti's hearty laughter sounded from the phone: "Ahahaha, boy, that's amazing. I heard that the England and Scotland Football Associations are looking for you?"

"People are sitting in the living room, what do you think?"

"Okok, it is estimated that the Spanish side has contacted Hull, do you have any ideas?"

"I haven't thought about this problem, it's too sudden." Faced with Zanetti, Lindy chose to tell the truth.

But the pricked ears of several people in the living room moved slightly, and their faces were happy.

No decision, it means that everyone has something to play.

"Okay, I just want to inspect a few young players these days, I want to come, let's talk then? Shall I help you analyze and analyze?"

Hearing this, Lindy smiled happily. It would be great to have the old man give advice, "Okay, I'll go to the airport to pick you up when the time comes."

After hanging up the phone, Lindy went back to the living room. Dalglish took several people to say goodbye to Lindy politely, and handed over the documents they brought to Lindy.

Dalglish blinked at Lindy, and Lindy understood that this might not be a simple matter.

When your strength reaches a certain level, your every move will affect many people and things.

At the same time, the news spread further to the country.

There is no doubt that this is like dropping a depth charge under the calm lake!

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