Football God.

my child?

Heinrich was a little surprised by this title, but he immediately realized, ah, this is his own child, an unborn child.

After a few seconds of reaction in his head, Heinrich realized that he had a baby in the process of being conceived.

Heinrich didn't ask for specific details, he just started thinking about the question Moritz raised.

What's your name for your own child?

In fact, Heinrich also wanted to save trouble, so he just gave him the same name as his own, but after thinking about it, it didn’t work. If he really did that, Moritz would be the first will not agree.

Although he said that the child is his own and does not need to consider other people's ideas, Heinrich still hopes that his baby can be loved by everyone.

As for the other names, Heinrich thought a lot, but denied them all.

I have been in the football circle for a long time, and other feelings are deep, but the deeper feeling is that there are really too many people with the same name...

Take the last two years as an example, Heinrich was able to find at least three Dembeles, five Thiagos, and a dozen Jack Toms.

Heinrich was going to give his child a name that would not have such a high repetition rate, so it took a lot of thought.

But with Moritz, he has prepared a whole document.

In the document, the name, the origin of the name, the meaning, and the repetition rate are all prepared in great detail.

As the hero who summed up this document, Jarvis stood beside Moritz and said softly: "Sir, I don't think Master Adrian may need it, why not wait until he speaks?"

"No, he will definitely need it." Moritz's expression was calm and indifferent, with only the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Adding up all the people in the world, even including that Portuguese kid, Moritz actually knows Heinrich best.

He knows his younger brother's desire for football, so he is willing to take up the business of the Heinrich family alone and let his younger brother go out to fly.

He is aware of his brother's emotional blankness, so he used his own method to explore the Portuguese's past and possible future, and he has even prepared if he wants to let him eat sand or watch jellyfish if the other party changes his mind. Prepare.

More because he understood that Heinrich actually knew nothing about his love life, so he urged Heinrich to have a child.

This child is not for the continuation of the bloodline of the family, nor is it the contribution that Moritz forced Heinrich to make, but for their future.

As a family member, Moritz was not sure how long their relationship would last. If it was someone else, Moritz would have passed with a light blessing, but this person was his younger brother.

Since he is his younger brother, he cannot be bullied.

A child can provide Heinrich with a sustenance for the future, while a marriage contract forcibly binds them together, and even puts the initiative in their hands.

Emotions are romantic, so Moritz does the practical work.

As for this reason, Moritz will never tell Heinrich in his life.

It is because of this understanding that Moritz speaks with confidence in every word.

Sure enough, 5 minutes later, Heinrich sent a message: 'Brother, I'm not very good at naming names...do you have any suggestions? '

Soon, Heinrich received a reply.

The document recorded various names in detail, Heinrich saved the document, and then returned Moritz: 'Thank you, brother! '

Jarvis saw Moritz smiling happily, probably, Moritz would be so happy when he met Master Adrian.

It's just that choosing a name is a long-term thing, and it can't be decided all at once.

Heinrich slept soundly, let Bertram drive early the next day, and went to the club together.

Because there will be a day off after the UEFA Champions League match, Heinrich just missed the day of the tactical training class, so Heinrich moved the time of the tactical training class forward. After finishing the basic training of the players this morning, In the afternoon, the players will go to the tactical drill classroom for training (you) practice (xi).

And before that, it was routine nap time.

After the nap policy has been implemented for two years, it has been well implemented.

At least there are no more people secretly playing poker and watching mobile phones during the nap, and those who couldn't sleep at first have to lie down with them every day at noon, and they will fall asleep as soon as they lie down.

But Andy and Brook, who have just entered the first team, haven't developed this habit yet.

Especially Brook, he didn't train with the first team for a long time, and the bed was arranged next to Schmeichel, and he watched Schmeichel sleep soundly every time with envy.

He looked at the ceiling, studied his fingers, and felt interested in everything, but he didn't feel sleepy.

Andy is similar to him. The young Englishman seems to have inexhaustible strength every day. Now he is lying there upright, for fear of affecting others, but his eyes are rolling around, very lively look.

There was an aisle between the two of them, and they quickly met eyes and began to whisper something.

The sound is very small and will not affect others.

After all, they are a group of men who usually run tens of thousands of meters, and it is common for them to snore. Such a small sound will not affect others.

But Heinrich looked in the doorway and noticed them.

"Shall I remind you?" asked Mr. Byron in a low voice.

Heinrich smiled and shook his head: "No, they will get used to it after a while."

Mr. Byron also nodded. Schmeichel and the others were also very noisy before, but now they are sleeping soundly.

The next second, Mr. Byron heard Heinrich say: "When the nap is over, tell Andy and Brooke to play cards with me." Heinrich had a smile on his face, "It's been a long time since I played My son, I don’t know if I’m unfamiliar with it.”

Bertram: ...

Mr. Byron: Looks like they'll be able to sleep well tomorrow.

How miserable, hmm.

At the beginning of the tactical training session in the afternoon, James looked at Andy and Brook, who looked desperate, and couldn't help but took off the equipment, and poked them: "Hey, what's the matter?"

Andy and Brook looked at him with dark eyes. Brook closed his eyes and didn't speak, while Andy held James' hand with his backhand and asked softly: "Hames, you know, the feeling of despair ?"

James: "...Huh?"

Andy had a vicissitudes on his face: "Just an hour ago, I could sleep, but I didn't. I could refuse the boss' invitation, but I didn't. I could have drawn better cards, but I didn't..."

"How much was deducted?" Schmeichel, who had long been experienced, raised his head and asked.

Andy pursed his lips, still holding on to James' hand, without speaking.

Brooke, on the other hand, said calmly: "I owe the head bonus for [-] zero-block games. The boss, considering my poverty, promised me to replace it with zero-block games."

Seeing what he said, Andy didn't hide anything, and kept his mouth shut: "I owe the boss twenty goal bonuses..."

"You can't be poor, can you?" James blinked.

After hearing this, Andy looked desperate again: "The boss said, when I grow up, I have to rely on myself."

"then you……"

"I have no money! I have no money!"

Schmeichel coughed lightly, and Hames looked at the sky, ah, I see noble teenagers crying poor every day, well, just get used to it.

At this moment, Kaka patted James on the shoulder with a smile, and said to the Colombian: "Wait a minute, tactical training class, you remember to go to the other team."

Since the boss is going to focus on training James, as the second captain in the team, he is also obliged to follow along and train him.

James nodded in agreement, thinking that since the two teams are evenly matched, there should be no problem.

But when the game started, James realized, hey, why did he face the entire first-team lineup? ? ?

Heinrich didn't know this, just as usual, after they started, they walked into the classroom of the tactical drill class, sat on the sofa chair at the front, and looked up at the big screen in the middle.

Although for the players, they use the latest virtual reality equipment, as if they are really making tactical arrangements according to their own actions, but what Heinrich presents here is a third-party perspective, just like watching a game. Ordinary games are average.

But Heinrich soon noticed a difference.

In the past, it was evenly matched, but today it was almost a one-sided game... It is not difficult to understand, when a group of veterans are all on the same side, it is normal to play like this in a course that pays attention to tactics.

It's just that Heinrich was a little surprised, why did he throw James into a group of newcomers...

"Yes, to train him." Mr. Byron whispered.

Heinrich blinked, and suddenly turned his eyes around Kaka, and sighed: "I especially miss that Ricardo who was tricked by them into jumping into the bunker."

At that time, Kaka was so naive and deceitful, but now, it has changed, everything has changed.

After this class ended, the number of people looking desperate changed from two to three.

Andy: I ​​never knew it was so hard to live without money!

Brooke: Zero, zero, zero...

James: I'm sleepy, I want to go home and sleep, today must be a dream, yes, how could I be kicked 10-0... yes, sleep.

And in this "joyful" atmosphere, Leeds United's last group match, the home game against Real Madrid, is finally about to ignite the flames of war!

Neither side dragged their starting list, but announced it early.

Mourinho has been waiting for Leeds United's starting list. When he saw that in the entire starting lineup, only two defensive players were substitutes and the others were all main players, the corner of Mourinho's mouth trembled.

Before playing against Milan, it was still a mixed lineup, and here I am the main player.

Even though he knew in his heart that for the coach, there is a big difference between home and away games, but Mourinho remained calm, took out his mobile phone with a calm expression, and sent a text message.

Heinrich was preparing for the final arrangement before the game, when he felt his phone vibrate, he took it out.

I saw a short message.

Mourinho: 'Adrian Heinrich, you, wait and see! '