Arthur's Football

As a well-known master of psychological warfare, Ferguson has his own way of coaxing players, but past experience tells Sir Alex Ferguson that it is better not to hang around with this kid. Although his brain is good, his emotional intelligence is not on the line.

"Did you run as fast as you could just now?" asked the lordship.

"No." Arthur thought for a second before answering: "In theory, I didn't run at the fastest speed, and I don't want to make Gary and the others unhappy or feel disappointed."

Ferguson was very surprised, do you still care whether Gary and the others are happy?

you!Arthur!Worried about Gary and the others being unhappy?

Arthur "seeed" his thoughts from the count's face, and he felt that he should explain to the boss: "I think playing with them will make them happy."

This explanation is better than no explanation!Ferguson was silent, because Arthur's tone sounded like "My children want to see me as 'stupid and cute'. I lowered my IQ to make them happy."

This kid still maintains a paralyzed face. The Sir is grateful for this, because he also faces Arthur's face, and he can't imagine his "doting" look.

And he was still facing his disciples who didn't worry about it and teased him every day!

But this answer also made it impossible for him to continue the conversation he had prepared-

He thought he was desperate!It turned out that he was desperately "coaxing the child"!

The grandfather felt a little stuffy, feeling that the chest with the pacemaker was a little stuffy, he put the pot on Arthur's body without hesitation, glared at him and said: "So you have been touching Arthur in training. fish?"

Arthur thought about it again and decided not to recite it!

"No, I have earnestly completed all the training arranged by the coach, and I have not been lazy and slippery."

This is true, of course Ferguson knows that this kid has done this well, but after he understood the deep meaning, he was speechless again, he had to have a conversation with his teaching assistant——

How did you arrange the training list for this kid before!

I want to see!

I think you guys are too cunning!

Yes, Sir Alex felt that his teaching assistant and the little golden retriever in front of him were worthy of being a master and apprentice, and their thinking circuits were the same——

If you don't ask, I won't tell.

I'm not trying to hide from you, I'm not saying it simply because you didn't ask.

Do you think he can not feel stuffy?can he

The lord stared at Arthur, and Arthur also looked at him. No matter how you looked at that face, it was peaceful and innocent, and no matter how you looked at it, it was "well-behaved", at least compared to his other disciples.

Well, he also admitted that this kid is a little angel.

Those restless disciples of his didn't play football well, and they just glanced this way every now and then, just looking in a crack!

When he didn't find out?

Cristiano has hit the plane twice!twice!

For God's sake, for the Ballon d'Or you're about to get, can you take that ball seriously?

So he stared at those guys "fiercely". Wherever his eyes went, the players who kept staring this way became more honest.

Only then was he satisfied, and with that expression on, he said to Arthur: "I don't think you're working hard enough, and you're not working hard enough. I'm going to make a new training plan for you. Is there any problem?"

Arthur looked at the serious face of his boss, and after thinking about it, he decided to answer with a standard answer from the locker room——

"Nothing Boss."

Ferguson smiled.

Although the others yelled loudly when they answered, this kid just said he looked at you so seriously, and in those peacock blue eyes, he said that he was serious.

It reminded him of what he said to Mason the last time he played against Arsenal.

After the game, the BBC's lip language experts deciphered the dialogue, and the referee Mason also accepted the interview with the BBC reporters. He said: I did not see clearly at the time, but I believe Arthur would not lie, because he used his family Honor to me.I guess I should trust him, he's a gentleman in football.

Although the people who eat melons have suspected that he said that he was flattered by Arthur——

"I believe you are justice."

A lord praises you like this, how can you not eat this set?

Unless you're not a Brit!

Ferguson felt that there must be both reasons. This kid did not misjudge Mason. It was indeed a yellow card. On the other hand, as the public said, no British person can refuse a Wellesley to shoot you. Flattery.

"So Mrs. Cavendish is okay?" Ferguson decided to use this topic as a breakthrough.

His wife, Kathy, sent a bouquet of flowers in the name of their husband and wife after learning about the incident. Although he heard that there was no serious problem, he still hoped that she would be healthy——

He didn't want the little golden retriever in front of him to ask for leave again.

Throughout December, the Premier League will usher in the most devilish schedule, and they have one more Club World Cup than other teams!So they have to play 12 games within 31 days, and one of them will go to Japan...

Yes, Sir Alex felt very fucked.

"She recovered very well. The doctors all admired her tenacity. I am proud of her and thank her very much." Arthur said.

People who have not experienced pain may find it difficult to imagine what it will be like to get rid of anesthesia after the operation is over.

Mrs. Cavendish's age was considered advanced. In his previous life, Arthur had not insisted on persuading her to undergo the operation. A large reason was due to the pain of the operation and her own bodily functions.

And the surgery he had to do this time allowed him to see Mrs. Cavendish's tenacity, and he also thanked her for her patience.

He was sorry for making a decision that went against her wishes and made her have to suffer these pains.

Looking at Arthur, Ferguson always felt that this kid was particularly... emotional today?

But he is also very sure that he is obviously more "hardworking" because of that Mrs. Cavendish!

As a person with vested interests, he should pay respect to that lady.

So he stroked the hair on the head of this serious-faced boy, don't you know that you don't look cute when you don't smile?

"Then you can make her proud of you, all right, go to training."

He still needs to have a good chat with his assistant coach, like Arthur's new practice list or something.

After Arthur returned to the court, Cristiano shouted to him: "Come over and do shooting practice."

"Hey, Ronnie, does he still need to do shooting practice? Don't bully Edwin and Foster."

"Yes, poor Edwin."

Cristiano won the golden ball immediately, and there will be the World Footballer selection at the end of the month. Even the little golden retriever can't affect him becoming the boss's favorite baby this month!

So he glared confidently at the booing Ferdinand and Gary, are there any captains like you?Don't let him learn something better!You British geniuses all fell under this welcome!

Arthur walked up to him obediently.

This made him gratified, but seeing Arthur like this, he felt a little sad because it might happen in half a year.

Although he is about to get the Golden Ball, he is also confident in the selection of the World Player of Football, but those can't paralyze him and make him ignore the pressure that Arthur brings to him.

Of course, these pressures are also his motivation, prompting him to make up his mind to transfer.

But before that, he has a lot to do.

Arthur needs to learn, and there is still a lot, he promised BOSS, he will do it.

"Arthur belongs to all of us!"

"That's right, I haven't seen you in half a month, I miss you so much!"

Gary and Ferdinand, as captains and vice-captains, don't give Curly face.

Arthur waved to the two captains, interrupting their "resentment".

Gary and Leo could only snort, and they went to training shoulder to shoulder. Didn't they see that the little golden retriever still cares about his male god, doesn't he care about them?

His curly-haired god pulled him to a remote goal, and said to him seriously: "Be serious in training in the future, don't listen to their booing, although they are not sincere, just teasing you."

Arthur nodded.

Chris is satisfied with this.

"Shooting training can't be reduced at any time. You have wasted a lot of time recently. Although I think you seem to run faster, you can never slack off your shooting skills."

Arthur continued to listen to him.

Kaka took a look not far away, then continued to play the ball silently, practicing long passes.

As far as the skill point of long pass is concerned, he is just getting a glimpse of it, and there is still a long way to go before becoming a master of long pass.

Regarding the transfer issue, Cristiano called him to discuss it when he was in Brazil.

But in Kaka's view, even if Manchester United and Real Madrid do not have that agreement, he also feels that Cristiano will eventually leave after this season.

Because he has a strong heart, he is not willing to lose to anyone——

Either him or Arthur.

He aspires to be the best player in the world, in this era.

To do this, he cannot continue to stay at Manchester United and stay in the UK.

Scholes was obviously distracted after watching him play the ball, and frowned, but he didn't go over.

He saw the Brazilian start to practice at his own pace after about a minute, just like before.

He looked at it for a while, then glanced at Arthur again.

I haven't seen him for more than ten days, and he admits that he does miss him a little bit.

He figured he wasn't alone, because Gary muttered in the locker room after yesterday's game, "Wonder if Baby Usher watched the game—"

Also commented: This male god is obviously lacking in intelligence, so it is convenient for him to change the male god.

This almost made Curly furious, but there was nothing he could do about Gary, so he could only swallow his anger.

In fact, he likes to see such a scene, really, because the curly hair is very cute when he is angry.

He watched Arthur start to practice shooting under Curly's "supervision".

There are small balls hanging on the goal, like yo-yos, which are also Arthur's "day lessons".

He watched carefully for a while, and found that Arthur's accuracy in touching the ball had indeed declined at the beginning, but he soon found the feeling, so he was relieved.

At the end of their training, snowflakes fell, and Kaka was caught in the neck by the snowflakes when he looked at the sky, which made the Brazilian shrink his neck immediately and caused a lot of laughter.

Kaka was not angry, but smiled happier than all of them.

December is here and Christmas is not far away.

Although he is about to usher in the devil's schedule, he is also about to usher in a complete family.

When they returned to the locker room, the locker room had been cleaned, and there were no traces of them celebrating the little golden retriever in the morning.

Well, in fact, they originally wanted to congratulate Cristiano, but the curly hair had to wait for the dust to settle.

You are right when you think about it, those who cannot breastfeed are too immoral!

The results of it?

Rooney was the first to run to Cristiano after taking a shower. The fat man followed Arthur's example and gave Cristiano a wink. "Chris, I can't wait for tomorrow. Congratulations."

Of course, he didn't forget to punch the curly-haired chest.

Chris shook his hand into a fist when he blinked, but when he heard it later, he forcibly resisted the urge to punch him. He could only stretch out his fist in front of him with a dark face, but his eyes were slightly bulging. The mist touched his fist, "Thank you, you also work hard, although the boss will definitely play tricks."

Rooney paid a lot last season, and his honor is shared by all his teammates.

Gary yelled loudly at this time——

"3!"

Rooney and Benzema laughed, and Beckham shouted: "2!"

This time there is no need to remind, everyone followed suit and said: "One! Ronnie, congratulations!"

"Glory to Manchester United!"

"The golden ball belongs to Ronnie!"

It was a bit of a surprise, really a bit of a surprise, but Cristiano was smiling, although his eyes were a little red.

He is always like this, always when he wants to restrain, control, and endure, the speed of tears is already ahead of his reason.

Arthur was held by one arm by Rooney and Benzema, and now he is here watching his god closely to thank everyone.

"Thank you guys, thank you very much, the glory belongs to Manchester United! It belongs to each of you. Thank you!"

"It's really gross, although I think we are gross..." Giggs said.

"Learn to shut up." Scholes glared at him, then gave Cristiano a thumbs up, then turned and left.

Everyone stopped joking, clapped their hands or gestured to him and started packing their things.

For these old men, just now is enough, they are Manchester United!It's not some famous gay club!

Arthur looked at all of this, watching the fog in Cristiano's eyes dissipate.

This is Cristiano, from now to the future, has never changed.

When they left the locker room, every Carrington staff member they encountered gave the three of them a thumbs up, "Good job, Ronnie! Kaka! Arthur! Come on next year!"

"Bring honor back to Old Trafford!"

"Thank you for bringing the honor to Manchester, to Carrington!"

Best wishes and their thanks, starting in the locker room and ending with them leaving the parking lot.

When he reached the gate of Carrington, Cristiano lowered the window, and the uncle Gore, who was in charge of the gate, saw them and came out and said to him: "Congratulations, Ronnie!"

At this moment, Chris "exclusively enjoyed" the congratulations. He took out a ball from his bag and handed it to him, saying, "Although it's a day early, I think there's nothing wrong with fulfilling our agreement a day earlier."

Gore took it with a smile, waved to Arthur and Kaka in the back seat, and then let them go.

"Chris?"

"When I first came to Manchester United, Gore said that their predecessor No. 7 was Beckham. I said, I will surpass David, and I will become the best No. 7 Manchester United has ever had."

He did it.

"So you agreed that if you do it, he will ask you for an autograph?"

"Well, he said, if I did it, he'd be my biggest fan."

"...Oh, Arthur, someone is competing with you, and you are behind now." Kaka looked at Arthur, blinking, "Hurry up and ask your god to get an autograph, but he gave him another A most loyal fan."

Arthur immediately looked at the male god seriously. Although he could only see the back of his head, he could only see his smiling eyes in the rearview mirror.

"Chris, didn't I say your most loyal fan? Why would that title go to Al Gore?"

"...Because he promised to be loyal for the rest of his life? You see, he didn't even congratulate you just now, but said he congratulated me first."

Cristiano said "seriously".

That's right, he also joined the army of teasing chickens.

As you can see, his chicks have become the mascots of the entire locker room, this teaser, that pet, he, a serious male god, rarely enjoys the fun of teasing the cubs, why doesn't he tease? Not a pity?

This kind of opportunity...

"Chris."

"Ok?"

"You've learned badly too."

"Hahahaha!"

Kaka couldn't help laughing either. He looked at his phone and was very satisfied with the short clip he just recorded.

Leave it alone, give it to Cristiano on his birthday in a few years, he will definitely be happy for it.

They did not visit the hospital because Mrs Cavendish would not allow it.

Arthur made the decision to operate because he did not follow his wife's heart.

Now he doesn't want his wife to feel any unhappiness, and also makes Kaka and Cristiano feel the long-lost happiness——

Dinner!A great dinner!They cook together for two hours before starting!For this reason, I took a picture and sent it to Twitter to show off!

They are also very satisfied that Benzema did not come to Cengfan today.

At the dinner table they talked about topics that belonged to them.

After the meal, Kaka consciously contracted the dinner plate, and Cristiano prepared fruit and vegetable juices. He had to talk to the little golden retriever.

Although his little chick is the big boss behind Manchester United.

But if he is going to leave, he should also tell him himself, not let him get the news from others.

"Chris?" Arthur looked at the serious Portuguese.

In real life, Cristiano is actually very playful and troublesome, and Kaka is the same.

In this house, they are not free to be themselves and do what they like.

So Cristiano with such a appearance also let Arthur understand his male god heart and chat with him, like a boss, like his teacher.

So he changed his sitting position and looked at Cristiano with impeccable manner: "Chris, do you want to talk to me?"

"That's right. I want to talk to you," said Cristiano, and it was actually a bit difficult for him, really.

He liked the kid in front of him very much, so much that he couldn't help but feel that he belonged to their family.

Later, it even evolved to the point that it was unbearable that Cyril also belonged to their Aveiro family.

Arthur nodded to show that he was listening.

He is good at listening and giving advice.

He didn't know what was going on with Chris, but he tried to help whenever he could.

"After the season, I want to move -" Cristiano said.

Arthur was a little surprised, because he didn't expect it to be this, he thought it was the look from the Golden Globes, or something else, after all, there is still half the time until the end of the season.

Cristiano stopped Arthur with his eyes, and he said: "I decided this last season. You also know the initial agreement between me and Real Madrid, although the final offer still needs to satisfy the boss."

Arthur nodded.

He already knew that the male god didn't want to talk to him, but wanted to tell him this matter, just the matter itself.

He was not surprised by Cristiano's decision, he could even guess how Cristiano thought and how he made the decision.

Cristiano looked at Arthur's response and whispered: "I think I should tell you in advance that if Real Madrid and Manchester United fail to reach an agreement, I will still leave."

He originally thought it would be difficult to tell Chick Cub about it.

Although Gore said that he wants to be his most loyal fan, in Cristiano's view, Gore is loyal to the agreement, loyal to his own beliefs, not to him.

The blond boy in front of him is the most loyal fan known to him all over the world.

He chose football for him, he came to Manchester United for him, he played alongside him and they got along very well.

In the past four months, every day of getting along has been a pleasure.

But these are about to become a thing of the past...

He felt a little scumbag.

After returning from Brazil, he tossed and turned for a long time how to explain to him, but now seeing Arthur's current reaction, the belly drafts he had prepared were useless.

Arthur seemed to accept that fact easily, perhaps because he had told him about the agreement, but anyway, it was too…

He has a sense of dejection that he has accumulated energy for a long time and has done useless work. This kid doesn't play cards according to the routine at all!

"Say something?" He looked at Arthur, the kid must have something.

Blessing, or, complaining?Although he felt that the possibility was too low, it would make him feel better.

Arthur looked at Cristiano, he could see a lot in everyone, but he had learned to respect.

So he doesn't question him like he did when he was a kid—

Ask him about his nervousness, his hesitation to speak, why he looks at him with apologetic and expectant eyes.

He should have asked, because he had entered a new course of treatment, but compared to the directness of childhood, he needed to put a shell on these questions.

But he also knew that Chris didn't want this, what he wanted was understanding and support.

So he winked at him, and looked at his male god with what Dr. Andre called "the most reassuring smile": "Chris, if Real Madrid treats you badly, I'll buy you back." .”

Cristiano: "..."

Kaka, who stretched out her ears to listen, immediately burst out laughing.

The author has something to say: I wanted to write a sentiment yesterday, but think about it, the road is still under my feet, and it is still early.

Thank you all for being here.