Football God.

"Chris."

"Pasta without sausage, thank you."

Mendes, who was choked for a bit, tried to force himself to smile, completely unaware that Mr. Mendes, who had been tricked by Ronaldo, thought that his little Chris was still the silly kid who just came out of the Portuguese league. It also greatly exercised Mendes' tolerance limit for Ronaldo.

Picking up the cup and taking a sip, Mendes finally asked, "How is your relationship with Adrian?"

Ronaldo's body suddenly stiffened imperceptibly, and then quickly relaxed. When he turned his head to look at Mendes, he raised his eyebrows: "Adrian, who is it?"

If Rooney was by Ronaldo's side at this moment, I'm afraid he would just roll his eyes to the sky.

Pretend, you continue to pretend!

I don't know who the one who usually just hugs the TV to watch other people's games is!

However, Mendes is obviously distracted by the "he" who came out of nowhere, so he didn't notice that Ronaldo's acting skills are not superb, so he just said: "Adrian Hai Inrich, I took you to meet him, have you forgotten? You also filmed commercials together."

How could it be forgotten.

If it weren't for Mendes, I probably wouldn't have had the chance to know how likable that person was.

Calmly, Ronaldo nodded calmly: "I remember, blond hair," dazzling like the afternoon sun, "blue-green eyes," beautiful and crystal-like, "and very tall." This is rather depressing...

Suddenly realizing that he started to pile up adjectives like a hypocritical guy, Ronaldo unconsciously gave a "tsk", but smiled unconsciously after turning his head away.

Mendes took this reaction as Ronaldo's dislike of Heinrich. He felt a little helpless, but subconsciously found a reason for his two cash cows.

Heinrich looks gentle, but in fact he has a straight temper and the squeamishness of a rich man.My own Chris is more rigid, and he doesn't seem to be able to get along well at all.

And the biggest obstacle is the relationship between Leeds United and Manchester United...

No, the biggest obstacle now is that the number one cash cow is going to be crooked!Nothing is more important than this!In England, there are not many people Mendes can trust, and the most reliable one is the one on TV!

Thinking of this, Mendes smiled and said, "Heinrich is a good person, he is excellent."

"Oh." Actually, I know this better than you, dear Jorge.

"Besides, Heinrich has good attainments in football, and he is also good at playing games. Don't you like playing FIFA with others?"

"Oh." That person is obviously better at poker, and he knew at a glance that Jorge hadn't been tricked by Adrian.

Seeing that Ronaldo was still expressionless, Mendes was a little anxious, and couldn't help but sit up slightly: "I'm sure if you get along well, there will be a good chemical effect. Are you busy during Christmas?"

Ronaldo looked at Mendes inexplicably, and he was really not sure what Mendes meant: "It's okay, my sister is going to have a baby, and my mother is going to take care of him. I will spend this year in England. What's wrong?"

Heaving a sigh of relief, Mendes made a decision directly: "That's good, I'll pick up a live broadcast project for you, and it will go live on Christmas night!"

"us?"

"Yes, you and Adrian."

If someone can see Ronaldo's heart now, I'm afraid they will be able to see a villain jumping three feet high, climbing directly to the roof and howling.

But on the face, he just said lightly: "Come on, I don't have anything to do, can people still be as free as me?"

Suddenly I thought of Moritz's face... Mendes still gritted his teeth: "I told him back, all you have to do is give me free time." Also forget about the man who hooked you up For a moment, don't even think about going out with him to do anything!

Adrian must get you back!

Ronaldo gave another "tsk", but those eyes looked at Mendes with a deep smile.

Ah, my manager is indeed a good man.

Not knowing that he was now the target of two people, Heinrich already had a warm smile on his face, and walked onto the court alone.

When the fourth official saw Heinrich approaching, he felt a "thump" in his heart, and subconsciously took half a step back.

Heinrich first raised his head and looked left and right, looked at the Everton fans who seemed to be still angry but did not act aggressively in the stands, and asked with a smile: "Everything has calmed down, right? I think I want to be the master My admiration for Mr. Referee's efficiency."

The fourth official swallowed, slightly raised his head to look at the man who was a head taller than himself: "I will pass on your words to the referee."

"Hopefully there will be no more danger and revenge, and I don't think Mr. Referee wants any surprises in this game, does he?"

After Heinrich finished speaking, he fixed his eyes on the fourth official.

This is a threat!Must be a threat!There was surprise and horror in the eyes of the fourth official.

The blond just looked at him with a smile, a cold look in his blue-green eyes.

It wasn't until the fourth official nodded with a sad face that Heinrich waved his hand and let his players come out of the player tunnel.

What followed was boos all over the sky.

And when Santos, with a bandage on his head, came out, the boos finally reached its peak, almost toppling the entire stadium!

The faces of the Leeds United first-team players in the VIP box were not very good-looking. Lewandowski, who has never been very good at expressing opinions on these matters, said for the first time: "I really want to play."

Playing, kicking, shooting, scoring as many goals as possible, it is best to play until they see Leeds United and their calves twist, and when they hear the name of Leeds United, they tremble!

The others didn't speak, but their expressions were similar.

Makelele lowered his head, opened the notebook again, and wrote down a sentence.

"The fighting spirit is high, and tomorrow's physical training can be doubled unconditionally." '

The Everton players walked onto the court with their heads slightly lowered, but there were sparks in their eyes.

They didn't really care about everything that happened on the court, but they took a word that Moyes said deeply.

"If I continue to lose, I will lose my job and you will lose your trust. The Everton fans will hate you as much as they support you now."

"You guys, do you want to be the one who was hit on the head by the ice bottle?"

The complexion was obscure, and the Everton players entered the field with the determination to win or lose, while Leeds United also held their breath, especially Santos, who was inexplicably smashed, and he was full of anger and didn't start. Woolen cloth!

The referee, who had just heard the report from the fourth official, sighed deeply. He deeply felt that the next game might not be easy. He took a deep breath and blew the whistle for the start of the second half: "Doo!"

Mr. Byron tried his best to suppress his anger. The current Mr. Byron is much less tempered than a year ago. It is not because he has lost his protection for the players, but because Mr. Byron realizes that he needs to There are many more things on my shoulders than before.

Leeds United used to be just a championship club. After careful calculation, there are not many fans in England except Leeds United, let alone the whole of Europe. When they played against the Spaniard and went to Barcelona, ​​few people knew about Leeds United. What kind of club is it.

It's different now. After Leeds United rushed to the Premier League as a dark horse and achieved an unbeaten record, the number of fans has also soared day by day, and their influence in Europe cannot be underestimated.

Under such circumstances, Mr. Byron will pay more attention to maintaining the image of himself and the club. Any little thing may affect the future of Leeds United Club!

"Sir, will there be any surprises in the second half? I think Everton is quite angry." Even though he really wanted to bring those clamoring fans over and beat him up, Byron was still most worried about the game. The lads on, "If Everton go crazy and hurt our players, then..."

"Don't worry, if there is such a sign, we will leave the stadium now, and the game will be declared a 3-0 victory. This is inevitable." Heinrich said this firmly and calmly.

For the team, they have the right to leave the field for their own safety.

If it is a normal player who is shoveled, even if his leg is broken, he cannot leave the game. That will definitely bring a ticket from the Football Association.But now Heinrich is very sure that this possibility does not exist, as long as he suffers a disadvantage, everyone will stand by his side.

After all, Santos, with gauze on his head, was still sweating on the court. When he asked the fourth official just now, he deliberately approached the microphone and said these. These can be regarded as the unspoken rules of the court, and Heinrich used them very skillfully.

Now I am afraid that Moyes is more afraid of Everton players being out of control than himself.

After all, he wanted to, beat himself, ah.

Heinrich smiled faintly.

On the court, Santos could feel sympathy from his teammates, but he did play smoothly and did not retaliate. It seems that the accident just now did not affect him in the slightest.

Even the commentator Jack Brown didn't quite understand why an innocent disaster didn't make Santos irritable or produce any anxiety.

Only a few people in the VIP box on the second floor stand understood.

Ah, if a bump on the head can make the boss touch his head for an intermission, I would like to hit it too...

But just when the players of the first team were envious (?), the situation in the game suddenly changed!

Everton probably wanted to grab the start too much. Their formation was pressed, but the ball was cut off again!

This time it was not Diego. Diego had been guarding the backcourt all the time. It was Schmeichel who broke the ball this time!

Schmeichel directly highlighted the penalty area, tackled the ball before Diego, and then drove to the frontcourt with a big kick!

Goalkeeper shovel striker?

Everyone was stunned, including Heinrich.

He still remembered that a week ago, he had said that he was very glad that Schmeichel didn't have a mind of being a defender.

You really can't talk nonsense!

And it was Santos who received the ball. The first thing Santos did after getting the ball was to look around, and then quickly found an old acquaintance.

Everton defender, Cahill!

Cahill tensed his nerves subconsciously, as long as he passed him, the gate of Everton was behind him, and at this moment, Cahill remembered the time when he was sieved by Santos!

Santos mouthed Cahill:

I'm here, are you happy?