Football God.

As Mr. Hat-trick who scored three goals in a single game in this game, Lewandowski took away the game ball and was once again besieged by reporters in the mixed interview area.

This time Heinrich did not go to rescue him, but immediately went to shake hands with Sheffield Wednesday's coach.

It was a bloody score, but Xie Wednesday’s coach’s attitude was not enough to get angry. There was no deep hatred between the two sides. Xie Wednesday also knew that this was their first game after their new coach took office. The players probably also wanted to please the new coach. Do your best.

But no one can deal with this result peacefully, so their conversation was not long, and Heinrich smiled and watched Sheffield Wednesday's players and coaches leave the stadium together.

"Sir." Heinrich was about to put his hand back into his pocket when he heard Bertram calling himself.

Turning his head, he saw a bland expression on the tough face of the tall British man, who was handing over a pair of black leather gloves.

Heinrich first glanced at it with distaste, as if he didn't like wearing gloves on the court, but after he reached out and touched it, he was instantly healed by the warm feeling.

Apparently, the gloves were given to him after being carefully warmed by Bertram.

In the next second, Heinrich quickly put on the glove. The leather is very good, and it can perfectly wrap the knuckles. To avoid the eyes of fans.

The fans really didn't look at it, but the camera captured the scene accurately. I don't know why the director specially cut the scene for three seconds, so that all fans can clearly see Heinrich's hands something to wear.

At the same time, Ronaldo, who was sitting alone in the lounge watching TV after the afternoon physical training, stared at the screen, watching the blond-haired man stuff his better-looking hands wrapped in black gloves into the pockets of his coat. , raised his eyebrows slightly.

"What are you looking at?" Rooney wiped his sweat with a towel, and wanted to sit down next to Ronaldo. Seeing Ronaldo's disgusting glance at his sweating head, Rooney obediently moved his butt aside. moved.

Ronaldo lifted his chin to the TV: "The Championship game."

Rooney's chubby face immediately revealed a look of surprise: "Yingguan? What's so interesting about chickens pecking at each other?"

"Well, we were killed by a chicken a few days ago." Ronaldo said slowly, and Rooney threw his face with a pillow.

It can be said that that defeat was a taboo for Manchester United. Rooney looked over angrily, and all he saw was the score on the field.

At the end of the game, 6-0, an absolute victory for Leeds United.

Rooney blinked and let out a "Huh", as if he didn't expect why Leeds United would be so powerful.But even so Rooney didn't think there was any point in wasting time watching the British Championship game: "What else is there to see after the game is over, come on, Chris, we..."

"No, I want to watch the post-match interview. I want to see what kind of club Leeds United is. Sooner or later, I will win these guys." Ronaldo stared at every Leeds passing by the screen as he said. League players.

Rooney glanced at Ronaldo. Lu Xiaopang has a simple and honest face, but this does not mean that he is not smart. On the contrary, Rooney is much smarter than many players.

In fact, the scandal between Ronaldo and Real Madrid has been rumored since the winter break, and even Ferguson didn't say anything about it, seeing that this deal is imperative.

Now, Ronaldo is sitting here staring at the English Championship team and saying he wants to teach them a lesson?

What Rooney thought for a moment was not whether Leeds United could be promoted smoothly, but what he thought was that his teammates might not be able to leave next season?

Without speaking again, Rooney chose to go to Ferguson to discuss this issue. After all, it is better to keep a teammate as good as Ronaldo than to push him into the arms of his Champions League opponent.

And now Heinrich, who was pacing back and forth on the sidelines, didn't know that a star had already stared at him. He smiled and looked at the fans' stands, and from time to time smiled at the fans who took pictures of themselves with their mobile phones.

At this moment, the camera is once again aimed at Heinrich's face.

The game time of the British Championship is different from that of the Premier League. Many of their games are arranged on weekdays, and the ratings are also average, but even so, there are still many fans who don’t care about watching the game broadcast as a daily activity. At this moment, there are many Fans are watching the game.

Some are because they want to see if the team that won Manchester United is really good, and some are passers-by fans who simply followed Alan Smith, the British international, but there are still some fans, not many in number, but they are real fans. face!

This is Heinrich's second game, because the Leeds United club has not opened the training base to fans in recent years-probably because of poor performance, so they are afraid of players being chased and scolded-even if these fans are diehard fans Fans also have no way to get close to Heinrich.

Seeing Heinrich approaching now, most of them showed excited expressions. Many people threw down the jerseys they were wearing, hoping to get Heinrich’s signature. After Fang signed his name, he handed it to Bertram and asked him to throw it back for him.

Just as the No. 12 jersey was thrown back, Bertram's cell phone rang.

He turned his back to answer a call, then put the phone back in his pocket, and said calmly, "Sir, someone wants to see you."

"Who?" Heinrich asked a little casually.

Bertram raised his eyes, and his icy blue eyes looked directly at the second-floor VIP stand, and Heinrich's eyes followed suit. The moment he met a pair of blue-green eyes that were identical to his own, Bertram's voice sounded: "Mr. Moritz is here."