i am beckham

Chapter 2 Someone Always Has Ideas For Me
Dangdang!
"The door is open! But I'm a bit busy now, if you're not in a hurry, come back in the afternoon!"

The round-headed team doctor Dave's tone was a little blunt. He was thinking about the medical work plan for the season in front of the computer, and he was a little unhappy when his train of thought was interrupted.

Beckham gently pushed the door open, blinked his right eye at Dave, raised his head mischievously, and said with a smile: "Mr. Dave, can I spare you a little time? There was some confusion about one or two indicators reported."

For this idiot with a round body, Beckham is confident that he can chat with him for a while whenever he shows up.

In fact, not only Dave, but most of the staff at the training base are very friendly to Beckham. As long as he needs help, everyone will help him, and it will be free of charge.

Even if there are a few old stubborn who follow the rules and are too lazy to adapt, they often give up those rules and regulations to give him the green light.

As he expected, Dave, who was a little displeased at being interrupted, immediately put a smile on his face: "Oh, David, our good boy, I originally wanted to find you later, you now Time to come, let's talk about your weight."

Dave liked Beckham very much, and just now he was a little dizzy, so he needed to see this handsome man who surpassed 99% of the earth's inhabitants. His beautiful appearance is pleasing to the eye.

There is no problem with Dave's orientation, and he has never been embarrassed by liking Beckham's appearance. Most people in this training base have to look at this young man every day to feel at ease.

He swore that if the person who gave him the wink just now was Nicky Butt, he would kick him out of the galaxy with a single kick without hesitation.

It's so easy to talk
Beckham talked to himself silently, and took a few steps forward, followed by the Neville brothers and Giggs.

Dave regarded the other three as air, and continued to say to Beckham: "David, your physical condition is very healthy. Your height has grown to six feet (1 meter 83), but your weight is only 154 pounds (70 kg). It may be difficult to cope with the Premier League game, are you eating according to my recipe?"

Fuck, this ball remembers my physical condition so clearly, and the data is uploaded directly after the manuscript is finished. For a middle-aged man, this is really hard work.

For Dave Yuan's attention, Beckham only felt his lower body tighten.
"Mr. Dave, I have strictly followed your diet this month. Although I haven't gained weight, my body is full of strength."

Regarding Dave's focus on himself, Beckham only hopes that he can only watch from a distance.
Cough cough, there is a saying that beauty comes from distance!
It doesn't matter if you feel embarrassed, the atmosphere can't be cold, Beckham said it nicely.

What is full of strength is all nonsense.

Anyway, I came here to pave the way for Gary Neville, and it's over when everyone is happy.

Dave nodded in satisfaction: "As long as it works, David, you are still growing, if you have any problems, please report to me in time."

After chatting with Beckham for a few more words, Dave turned his gaze to the other three and changed his serious expression at the same time.

Giggs said that his hamstring was still uncomfortable, but Dave dismissed him with a few words. This is a situation that is easy for young wingers, and it is not surprising.

Seeing that Dave was no longer ready to speak, Gary Neville came up and asked a few irrelevant questions.

Dave answered the other party with the unquestionable attitude of a doctor. Since the chat with Beckham ended, whether Giggs or Gary Neville spoke, the communication has become a question-and-answer mode.

In a businesslike manner, Dave wanted to end this conversation as quickly as possible.

"Wait, sir, I have another request!"

Gary Neville was also very helpless. Seeing that Beckham had a good chat, how could the atmosphere be so cold when it was his turn.

Originally, I wanted to pass a few words, and then talk about the height change naturally, but I didn't expect that the ball didn't cooperate at all, so I had to force it.

Dave looked at Gary Neville and asked, "Are you Gary or Phil?"

This question almost made Gary Neville spit out a mouthful of old blood. After chatting emotionally for a long time, you didn't even understand who I am, so you are too careless.

"Mr. Dave, I'm Gary. I found out that my height on the physical examination report is 1 meters. I hope that I can trouble you to add 78 centimeters to my height when reporting the data."

These two short sentences seemed to have hollowed out Gary Neville's body. He was tense and looked tired.

Dave frowned and asked why, Gary Neville's answer became incoherent: "Do you know what a 1-meter central defender means in the Premier League?"

Beckham was speechless, and Gary Neville's tone became more and more tough in order to conceal his embarrassment. It's no wonder that Nima can get things done.

"Mr. Dave, what Gary means is that this height is obviously not enough to deter a central defender. If it can be increased by 2 centimeters, the feeling will be different. You also know that although the difference between 1 meters and 8 meters is only 1 Centimeters, but it feels completely different, which helps him a lot in terms of confidence as well."

Dave's expression softened obviously: "I think a player must first be honest, but playing in the Premier League is indeed a lot of pressure, and I will think about it carefully."

He didn't say it to death, but any fool could see that it was done.

Now that the goal has been achieved, Beckham praised Dave against his will, and then walked out of the medical room with three others.

Walking out of the medical room, Beckham saw Scholes reaching out to Bart not far away: "You lose, pay!"

Scholes and Bart placed a £100 bet on whether Gary Neville could change his height, so they waited outside the door.

Looking at Gary Neville's heartless smiling face, you don't need to ask to know that he has succeeded.

"The whole world loves David, he has always been a good boy in everyone's eyes, and I am a son of a bitch!"

Gary Neville sang in a tenor tone grotesquely, playing tricks on the last line.

Beckham was speechless, where did your coquettishness go just now? How can you say that you can't get on the stage when it's business?

Forget it, as long as you are happy, I don't bother to argue.

Seeing that it was almost twelve o'clock at noon, Beckham was going to pack his things, go home and finish his lunch quickly, and take the time to get some extra sleep. There was still a training session at three o'clock in the afternoon, so he must not delay it.

As a result, Gary Neville wanted to follow with a shameless face, and Philip Neville also followed, going to Beckham's house for dinner.

Fuck, I'll help you, you brought your brother to my house for a meal, who the hell are you going to ask for an argument?

Beckham reluctantly drove the Volkswagen Golf and drove the three mangy dogs towards the outside of the training base.

Giggs is the third.
When passing by the office area, Casey at the front desk stopped him and handed him a package: "David, this is your package, it feels like a book, I wish you a happy day!" After speaking, he kissed him on the cheek one time.

Beckham smiled and thanked, and the car continued to drive towards the gate of the training base.

Gary Neville saw Casey still waving goodbye from the rearview mirror, and said to Beckham with a smirk on his face: "Ms. Casey's greatest achievement in this life must be kissing David Beckham in succession5 Year!"

As he spoke, he quickly opened Beckham's package. As Kathy guessed, it was a black hardcover book.

“Hey David, this book has your profile picture on the cover, and your idiot fan edited your picture to look like a 30-year-old man, and the book is called “Where I Stand”? What kind of shit name is that!”

Gary Neville casually threw the book on Philip Neville in the back row: "Cathy can kiss you if you save the courier for you, and if Phil reads a chapter to you, he can fuck you. Say something sweet! "

As soon as Gary Neville finished speaking, Beckham suddenly slammed on the brakes.

Gary Neville was caught off guard. If he hadn't worn his seat belt, his head would have suffered.

Beckham slapped the other party's neck with his left hand angrily: "You guys have nothing to do to find a woman, don't you have nothing to say about me!"

Gary Neville screamed after being beaten, and yelled viciously towards the back row: "Brothers, what are you waiting for, let's take this little white face now!
ah!David, stop hitting, I won't say any more! "

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(End of this chapter)