Lord of Greenery

Chapter 532 One day

Speaking of that football, the most famous, or the only famous and available, is the youth training in Cannes.

only……

"Simon has retired, and the newcomer will replace him as the director of the youth training camp. I feel that the current youth training is not as good as it used to be." Victor curled his lips.

"Has he retired?" Li Ze asked.

Simon Aristide, the man who led him into professional football, was also his mentor.

"I'm seriously ill, so I can only retire." Victor sighed, "Older people, I don't know when they suddenly became seriously ill, and then died suddenly."

"..." Li Ze was silent for a moment, and was interrupted by Victor just as he was about to speak.

"Don't ask me, he didn't leave any contact information." Victor spread his hands.

"Why?" Li Ze couldn't understand.

"Who knows..." Victor wiped the sweat from his brow, "Maybe he didn't want everyone to worry about him, or he might have found a reason to escape."

After finishing speaking, Victor smiled at Li Ze.

"...Cannes, how's your performance these years?" Li Ze asked.

"It hasn't been very good all the time, just relying on the production of the youth training camp. Thinking about it now, you were able to lead Cannes to Serie A and win two domestic cup championships. It was really amazing. .”

"Cannes, are you going to be relegated again?" Li Ze asked.

Victor was silent for a long time, and when Li Ze turned his head to look at him, he found that he was silently looking at the stadium.

Over there, the current youth players from Cannes are playing a training match.

"Isn't it hard to see?" Victor pointed slightly.

"I usually don't deliberately watch young players play football." Li Ze shook his head.

"Why?" Victor felt very strange.

"I'll be jealous." Li Ze replied.

"They will be jealous of you?" Victor was still a little confused.

"I will be jealous of them." Li Ze replied.

"Are you jealous of them?" Victor was even more confused.

This time Li Ze didn't answer, and looked at the court with both eyes.

It seems that someone over there has noticed the situation here, but no one cares.

A team like Cannes has nothing to gain, not to mention that one of the two is a goalkeeper.

"Do you suggest listening to me?" Li Ze asked.

"Let's talk, young people should talk about all their troubles, so that it will be refreshing." Victor encouraged.

"I'm not young anymore..." Li Ze clenched his hands.

Victor didn't comment on anything, just listened vaguely.

"After becoming a professional player, I have been training very hard. Everyone says that Ronaldo is the hardest in training, but I never think that I am worse than him. I must work harder than him."

"At that time, I could get happiness from exercising. After each exercise, I could feel that my physical ability was improving and my strength was increasing. As long as I keep exercising, I will definitely become stronger and stronger."

"The feeling of growing up makes me want to stop. I like training more than my girlfriend."

Hearing this, Victor couldn't help grinning, but he didn't laugh out loud.

"Then one day, the feeling went away..."

"No matter how much you train, you can't get stronger..."

"That's my limit. After the limit, I can only get weaker and weaker..."

Having said that, Victor couldn't help but interject.

"You are now the best player in the world!"

"So what?" Li Ze shook his head again and again, "How many more years can I play?"

"After that injury, even if I tried my best to train, leaving my parents and love aside, I could only keep my condition from slipping."

"Now that I'm over 30, it's like, I'm getting weaker by the minute."

"So I worked harder to train, delay this process, and keep my youth."

"But I can't keep it."

"The me this summer is weaker than the me of last season."

Victor disagreed with him, interjecting again:
"Your performance this season is much better than last season at Inter Milan!"

"It means that the overall performance is strong, and my personal ability has declined again."

"Others don't know, but I actually know that this Liverpool team is very strong, even without me." Li Ze laughed at himself, "I am no longer the best player in the world."

Victor could only remain silent.

"One day, I won't even be able to play professional football. What else can I do then?"

Li Ze raised his head slightly, as if he was looking at the sky, but also as if he was remembering.

It seems to be asking Victor, and it seems to be talking to himself.

"At that time, what should I live for?"

According to my mother's arrangement, I hurriedly found a woman I didn't like to marry, started a marriage that was destined to be unhappy, and lived my life in pain?

Why is such a person called Li Ze?Isn't it bad to be called a puppet?

"If I had another chance, I would like to go back to that time, back to when I was still playing here."

"If my career can be a little longer, one month longer, I would like to stay in Cannes for the rest of my life."

"Even if there is no championship and so many goals, I will be very happy if I can play on the field."

"I want to be a professional player for the rest of my life..."

Li Ze recalled Ibrahimovic again, and recalled the unwilling eyes and the wanton soul that had nowhere to rest when the Swede left.

One day, he will leave the field by himself without raising a sign on the sidelines.

Without football, what is left of him?
Li Ze didn't want to think about this question.

Because the answer is nothing left.

If he can't play on the court, what happiness is there for him?

It's not his goal to be a head coach, he can't experience happiness from that kind of job.

Victor patted Li Ze on the shoulder.

"People will always grow old, and they will always die. Everyone is the same."

"There's no one like me."

"So, in order to prolong your career, after the expiration of Liverpool's contract, would you like to come to Cannes to play football?" Victor seemed serious and seemed to be active. You don’t need to retire until you’re 40.”

"After all, we are also about to be relegated to Ligue [-], just like when you came."

Li Ze thought about it seriously.

"Just kidding, kidding! Our place is too small."

Victor waved his hands again and again.

"Even if the annual salary is 20000 euros, I don't care. No matter how high the annual salary is, I don't know what to use it for."

"You're right... Thanks to me, I'm still comforting you."

Victor, who had been worrying about his family finances, suddenly became fierce.

"If I am willing to accept such an annual salary, can you keep me playing until I am 50?"

(End of this chapter)