Arthur's Football

Cristiano promised: Let Arthur choose a room he likes, take him into the locker room, teach him the rules, and not let people bully him.

He intends to do it all.

But Arthur... He has discovered that Arthur is different.

When they came to the locker room, he looked at Arthur who had changed his jersey, was wearing shoes and socks, looked at the navy blue suit that had just been hung up, and was worrying about Arthur, who was untying his Windsor tie.

Yes, worry.

He didn't want people to bully Arthur.Even if he is discriminated against, targeted, or ridiculed, he can always hit the opponent in the face!Like when he first arrived in Lisbon, like when he first arrived at Manchester United.

But if that's the case, what's the point of his promise to the boss?

But teaching, damn it, he's not good at these things, and no one treated him like that back then!

He came back to his senses after being photographed. In front of him was Arthur who had already changed his clothes, so he didn't bother to worry about it.After all, it's not stupid for this kid to have a low EQ!

"Boy, the boss asked me to teach you the rules of the locker room. You are doing well so far, at least you have not let others look down on you. But you have to be polite to your seniors. I mean, you can't be so independent in playing football."

Arthur looked a little puzzled: "But the boss said——"

Cristiano wanted to say: Don't care what the boss says, the boss himself doesn't understand!If you play football too independently, if you have a chance, you will take it, and if you don’t have the opportunity to create your own opportunity, you will do it. If the ball is at your feet, you will never pass it to others. Even I will be angry! (After all, I didn’t have this kind of treatment, and I had a very painful experience of being educated!)

But he didn't have a chance, because their boss came in suddenly and almost bit his tongue!

Ferguson will always be the head coach of the model worker. He seemed very happy to see Cristiano and Arthur. He smiled at Cristiano and gave Arthur a satisfied smile: "Very well, it seems that Cristiano will be your A role model in every sense of the word."

Boss praised me again, Cristiano thought.

His BOSS looked at him, like an old father who loves his son bitterly: "Cristiano, you have to listen to Drake, I don't want that guy to tell me that you are disobedient, understand?"

"understand!"

Ferguson said to Arthur again: "You don't need to practice together anymore, you will follow the physical coach Clegg from today until he is satisfied."

Cristiano immediately gave Arthur a very sympathetic look, even if he is such a training maniac, he would not want to get along with Clegg before the season.

Ferguson left immediately. He went out to find Perrin and told him some things that he had to tell him face to face. After that, he changed his clothes, got in the car of an employee, made a circle, and prepared to fly to Milan.

Oh, I hope that when he arrives in Milan, the news will not be leaked. Of course, it is not a big deal. He wants to meet Kaka in person!He wants to convince him! !

Although the BOSS is gone, Cristiano felt that it was too dangerous just now!He decided to change it in a tactful way.

"Boy, have you watched many of my games?"

Arthur looked at Cristiano Norton and nodded: "Yes, many, many."

In this life, he witnessed his debut at Manchester United at Old Trafford in 03. In the previous life, he witnessed his glory again under the Eiffel Tower.How can there be no more?But the years make him grow, and the years will take away his speed. He knew this when Kaka retired, so he will not be satisfied with it.

Cristiano looked at Arthur, this kid has eyes admired by the whole world.

He found that the kid was very good at using these eyes to make up for his lack of social-

Who can resist the gaze of these eyes?

When it looks at you, you seem to be able to see the whole world through it.

I don't know if it's because this kid worships him, the eyes he looks at him are always more focused, and more...

See, that's how it is now, even if it's just politely looking at each other, but Arthur's gaze is what makes him have an urge to look away.

He restrained himself, he couldn't be rude just because this kid admired him too much, could he?At any rate, he had found an etiquette expert to make up for it.

He allowed himself to ignore it as much as possible, and reluctantly squeezed out the praise: "You can pull off beautiful moves thanks to your speed, your dribbling, your footwork, and of course your awareness and imagination, I even think that if you want to, you can even play better football than Zidane and Ronaldinho, in your own style."

He hardly praised anyone, but he agreed with BOSS' vision.

He paused, and just as he was about to make an extension, he saw Arthur wink at him.

Damn!

Cristiano almost stared at him, why are you blinking!But the next moment he found that this kid seemed unconscious.

Arthur did not have the pride of being praised, nor the joy of being praised by idols, he kept his sitting posture and looked at him with eyes that seemed to see everything, just waiting for him to say something.

The speculation made Cristiano's voice dry: "But at the same time, it's dangerous!"

"It can irritate the players defending you, even irritate them. You should have seen that when you've watched me play over the years. Play smart? I know what you can do."

"I know it's not very easy to control, but it's okay, Gary and the others are very familiar with this. But I don't want you to take these as a kind of 'bullying', they will not hurt you, even if there is, the boss will Scold them first."

Yes, Cristiano felt the kid would have to follow in his footsteps and be treated that way.

But that's okay, at least it helped his development, this is the Premier League!Their own defenders are always more merciful than those of other teams.

"Is someone fouling me?" Arthur asked uncertainly.

"……Yes."

Can't this kid be more tactful?

"That's okay, I'm used to it." Arthur smiled at him.

To be honest, he was a little surprised, he had already seen the kid's small white teeth, why did he look a little proud?

But what the hell is there to be proud of!He stared at Arthur angrily: "Which one of them bullied you in private?"

Arthur realized that he had misunderstood, and immediately shook his head and explained: "My teacher, I mean Diego. He gave me special training. He said that I play soft and must like to be kicked. I should play like a man. The ball, instead of lying down when you pull it, and falling down when you kick it...soft."

He had a hard time getting the word out.

In fact he learned a lot from Maradona... well...

Maradona!

The god in the hearts of the Argentines!

Cristiano thought for a while about the way Maradona played, and simply closed his mouth.Even the current Premier League is incomparable to what it was back then. In terms of being shoveled, especially flying shovels, Maradona must have more experience.

However, he still worriedly told Arthur: "If the BOSS arranges this, you should be smart—forget it, we'll talk about it later."

"Ok."

He took Arthur with him, instructed him to warm up, and told him some common routines for Manchester United training (bullying) and training (new) quite friendly.

For example, grab a lap.

This is a compulsory course for Manchester United training.There are usually two unlucky guys in the circle who are in charge of grabbing the ball.Arthur's steals are very beautiful, fast and flexible. He is obviously an Englishman but was forced to do so by Maradona, so that he gloated and thought: If there is a war between Britain and Afghanistan in the World Cup in 10——

Haha!

But the bastards at Manchester United will also do something more difficult, with worse hearts, especially for newcomers.

"So if you want to break through them in the circle at that time, you have to be tough and look for soft persimmons, just like when you meet two-on-one on the court."

After cooperating with Arthur in the warm-up exercise, his own team doctor has already walked this way, and shouted at him with an angry face: "Mr. Aveiro, for God's sake, can you let me worry less?"

Cristiano immediately felt that his majesty as a male god had been discredited, and he couldn't retaliate to offend this gentleman, because this guy's name was Drake, the Drake who would sue Ferguson!

Drake continued to glare at him: "So can you come over? Mr. Aveiro, oh, watch your feet, if you still want to be well in October."

Cristiano couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Please, Drake, I'm much better and I can slowly start training with the ball."

"Really? It seems that I have to say it, so you continue to resume training today." Drake gave him a cruel smile.Seeing Arthur staring at him curiously, he immediately walked over quickly with bright eyes, his face excited: "Arthur! Can I call you that?"

"Of course, sir." Arthur nodded at him.

"Well, can you sign it for me? Oh, I'll get a jersey right away, no, I need two, can you sign it for me?" Drake looked at Aya eagerly. Sir, for fear that he would refuse.

Cristiano couldn't bear to watch this look and this mentally retarded EQ!You, a man over 40 years old, look at a minor in various senses like this, and you don't blush!

It's a pity that he couldn't afford it, and could only watch the idiot run away immediately after Arthur agreed and said "It's an honor, sir".

He bet this guy must have gone to the laundry room to steal the jersey!Otherwise, where to find Arthur's jersey at this time, the morning newspaper wrote that all the jerseys that this brat didn't print were almost sold out in seconds, and the official website shamelessly opened the first batch of pre-sales!

Arthur looked at the distracted man and shouted, "Chris?"

Cristiano came back to his senses and immediately rubbed his golden hair when he heard this name. Anyway, he must wash it before going home. He didn't feel guilty at all, and squinted at him: "I thought you were going to continue to use 'OK' Come and call me, or nod to perfunctory me."

Arthur: "..."

He looked dumbfounded, the Portuguese thought about his EQ and pinched his face, feeling that there was not much flesh.

"When you greet them today, you should address them well. You can't be a little facial paralyzed. If you forget someone's name, you can ask Perrin secretly. That guy likes you, obviously."

Arthur touched the place that was pinched by him, and obediently promised: "I will... Chris."

Cristiano smoothed him.

It's also his luck that this kid has his own idol.

Drake quickly came back with the obviously "stolen" jersey and a signing pen, looking eagerly at Arthur.

After Arthur took the jersey, he looked at Cristiano. His male god pointed to the team emblem on the jersey and told him: "Write 'to my dear Drake, please be nice to Chris, I wish you You get out of singles sooner.' And then there's your signature."

Drake glared at him, but he didn't dare to provoke him at this time. Who made this Portuguese kid his girlfriend and his girlfriend's mother's favorite player at present?So when Arthur looked at him, he could only grit his teeth and nodded, and gave him a grateful smile.

Arthur asked Cristiano to help him pull the jersey to facilitate writing, and wrote seriously.

Cristiano was a little envious of his beautiful cursive handwriting, but it didn't matter, he just signed it as much as possible.

Anyway, he didn't believe that there were a few players who could write as well as this kid!

When he saw Arthur's signature, he looked at him with a subtle expression: "You didn't design a signature for yourself?"

Arthur pointed to his signature, of course.

Cristiano directly ignored his actions: "Design an autograph. If you don't want to end up with people piled up on you every time you sign autographs for fans, oh, I guess besides my fans, most of them are looking for you." .”

Drake couldn't bear it and said to this flower peacock who wanted to open his tail all the time but not for courtship, just to show his charm to the world: "Please, shut up for now."

He then looked at Arthur helplessly: "That's all right, your handwriting is very beautiful, you don't have to be like this guy, uh, I don't think your aesthetics are bad, I mean—"

"He's saying, 'To my dear Betty, Drake loves you and wishes you well.' That's it. This guy must have given your jersey to his girlfriend, and proposed twice. guy." Cristiano's schadenfreude was beyond words.

Arthur also smiled, but still asked Drake: "Is this okay?"

Drake blushed and stared at the hateful peacock that never lacked in hugs, and nodded quickly to Arthur.

Cristiano didn't bother to pay attention to this sad guy, but stared at Arthur, saying he was obedient!

Arthur winked at him, as if to say: Look, it's still going to be what you said in the end, nothing has changed.

The author has something to say: #small theater#

The reporter interviewed Arthur: How do you evaluate Maradona's teaching to you?

Arthur: Diego was the best player in the world. It is my honor to be taught by him. This is the starting point of my football career.

Reporter: Did he say anything particularly memorable for you?Or gave you a particularly memorable suggestion?

Arthur: Yes, he said a lot of things that I will never forget.My most memorable suggestion was to cut my hair short, I had long hair.

Reporter: Can you tell me what he suggested at the time?Long hair has always been one of the hallmarks of Argentine football, which makes us wonder why he recommends you cut it short.

Arthur: Diego said my hair is too long, there must be players who will pull my hair when defending me.He was also adamant that England's players had poor hair quality, which Diego didn't want me to have trouble with, but I never thought I had.

Reporter: ...So you are worried about being pulled by your hair?

Arthur: I considered it a possibility.

Maradona, who was compelled to give an interview a day later, was complacent: Hair?There is such a thing.Hair pulling?Oh, lied to him.reason?He is an Englishman with long hair, it is an Argentine tradition and not British!