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Because of being angry just now, Ferguson had electrodes attached to both sides of his chest—there will be a small amount of current passing through, and the heat generated by the current stimulation will stimulate the nerves to achieve the effect of regulating the heart rhythm.

"Uncle Alex, are you all right?"

Ferguson joked about himself: "Bless God, I'm not dead yet."

Carl put the fruit basket on the table next to the hospital bed, and then took out a stack of cards from it: "The hearts of the players, we all hope that you can come back to the locker room as soon as possible."

"It's another greeting card." Ferguson muttered impatiently, but he still took the cards and flipped through them one by one: "I wish you a smooth operation... recover soon... we miss you very much...they just Can't you find something new to say?"

"Nothing new means safety." Carl said with a grin. "If they write in the greeting card, 'Hey, BOSS, come back with your healthy heart, we missed your hair dryer! Won't you reprimand them for not being big or small?"

Ferguson glared at Carl: "You are the one who is right or wrong!"

"Look, look, that's it." Carl shrugged with an innocent expression on his face.

Ferguson was stern at first, but it didn't take long for him to smile: "The game against Fulham, I played well." In the No.20 seven rounds of the Premier League, Manchester United played a 3 against Fulham: 0.

Carr said modestly: "That's because we have the best group of players in the world."

"Come on boy, show me your proud tail quickly, excessive modesty is not a good habit."

Carl immediately changed his expression, and asked with a salivating face: "The players have scoring bonuses for scoring goals. What about the coach, is there any red envelope for winning?"

Ferguson squinted at him: "Want a red envelope?"

"The thicker the better!" Carl didn't hesitate, and directly expressed his desire.

Because Karl signed a temporary contract with Manchester United, the salary is not only half of the salary of other official coaches on the coaching staff, but also does not participate in the club's various welfare pinks.The money is already a bit tight for board and lodging in Manchester, not to mention that he likes to buy himself some valuable outfits occasionally, so the salary is even more insufficient.

In his memory, the "Carl" used to have an unstable job and often received financial assistance from his parents, but now Carl doesn't want to ask his relatives for money, which always makes him feel very awkward.He asked Ferguson about the red envelope. In fact, he didn't really ask for money, but reminded Ferguson, "If I do a good job, consider offering me a formal contract next season?"

Ferguson is an extremely shrewd person, whether he can hear Carl's subtext or not, he can't tell it from his expression.He just smiled and said to Carl: "If you can ensure that the league is unbeaten before I leave the hospital, I can consider sealing you a thick red envelope."

Carl frowned: "This job is not easy."

Ferguson shrugged: "The greater the achievement, the greater the benefits."

Karl neither agreed to Ferguson nor rejected him.He just opened the notepad he carried with him and discussed some issues with the team with Ferguson.

"Do you want to change to no-front tactics?" Rao Ferguson was a bit surprised at the moment because he was well-informed. Was Carl a bit too bold?

No-forward tactics, as the name suggests, means that there are no forwards in the game, or there is no forward position that can interact with the center. To describe it in simpler terms, it is the 4-6-0 formation in the formation.

This name sounds incredible at first glance, but in fact, the brilliance of the no-forward tactic is that there is no forward, and everyone can become a forward in the dark. The full-backs can carry out assaults from the sideways, the midfielders can raise their feet and shoot long shots to threaten the opponent's goal, and the front and back midfielders can become the general hub of the team's offense, not only organizing the offense, Also participate in the offense, making the opponent hard to guard against.

In the practical application of no-front tactics, Valencia led by Benitez is very skilled in using this tactic.Valencia is now ranked first in the Spanish La Liga standings, five points ahead of Barcelona and seven points ahead of Real Madrid. Their tactics have caught other La Liga teams off guard. This season's La Liga champion is definitely Valencia."

Karl explained: "Faud's injury needs to be rested for at least three weeks. Without him in training, many players' tactics are not good enough. I want to choose a temporary replacement for Van Nistelrooy from other players, but there is no one. A better candidate. Cristiano Ronaldo is very talented and works hard enough in training, but on the field he is not suitable for the position that Ruud van Nistelrooy played. Ronaldo's physical fitness is very suitable for a center forward, but his feet It’s a pity to only be a center forward. I also thought about letting Ronaldo stand alone as a forward. His skills are sufficient, but his cooperation with other players is not superb enough. If he is caught in the game If people focus on marking and have no teammates to clear the siege, it may be self-defeating."

Hearing this, Ferguson nodded and agreed: "This is also an important reason why I think he still needs to continue to reform. You are very good, continue."

Carl was encouraged and bold: "Until I saw the video of Valencia's game later, I found that their frontcourt situation was almost the same as ours. Then I thought, is it possible to imitate Valencia tactically? To tide over the difficulties? They are now No. [-] in the La Liga standings. There are always merits in tactics. Let Butt, Giggs, Keane, and Scholes sit in the middle, and Ronaldo and Saha act as wingers on the wings , so that both the midfielder and the frontcourt have offensive power, and can complete the offensive and defensive transition at any time, it should be very suitable to deal with these few rounds of the league."

Ferguson was a little fascinated by thinking: "In this case, you can really try it."

A few minutes later, Ferguson made a final decision: "Just do what you say!"

"The red envelope just mentioned, it doesn't matter if I want it or not, as long as you satisfy my small request." After talking about business, Carl suddenly brought up the old matter again.

Ferguson was very interested in his "little request": "What?"

"Let me think about it, and I'll let you know when I've thought about it." Carl paused for a while, then said seemingly unintentionally: "The bouquet of flowers that Aunt Katie brought out just now is very beautiful."

Ferguson snorted.

"Speaking of which, Van Nistelrooy and his fiancée are getting married soon. He invited me to attend his wedding in July, and I agreed. But reading the newspapers these days, it seems that the news hasn't been announced to the media yet."

Seeing that Ferguson didn't respond, Carl continued to talk to himself: "I heard that he has been having trouble with the guest list for a while. In fact, what is there to worry about? Ruud has always kept a low profile, and his fiancée is not a star. Who is invited to the wedding and after two days of careful consideration, the list has been drawn up, and after so long, I don't know what the two of them are thinking..."

"Okay, don't mutter and talk endlessly." Ferguson coughed heavily, interrupted Carl's words, and then said impatiently: "What do you want to hint, hurry up and say it."

Carl observed Ferguson's expression, and said cautiously: "Actually, it's not a big deal, it's Ruud's marriage."

Ferguson frowned: "What does his marriage have to do with me, can I still let him get married or not?"

Carl stammered: "It's about the guest list, you know, Van Nistelrooy and Beckham...he's afraid you won't be happy." He's also afraid that your bad temper will spoil the wedding—but Carl doesn't dare to say that Speaking of which, Ferguson still has an electromagnetic patch on his chest!

Ferguson's expression immediately turned cloudy.

He didn't get angry right away, which means there might be a door?Carl's tone was more gentle, with a hint of sympathy by the way: "Loyalty and filial piety since ancient times, no, love and affection are difficult to balance, if it is an ordinary matter, I don't think Fanny will be so distressed, he will immediately stand firmly on your side .But a wedding, after all, is only once in a lifetime, isn’t it? It should be perfect, complete with friends and relatives..."

Ferguson interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "I will not greet those two people with a smile!"

"Assure God, you just need to allow them to appear at the wedding." Carl immediately raised his right hand, making a pious gesture.

Ferguson squinted his eyes and stared at Carl for a while, then suddenly sneered and said, "The little request you said just now is just trying to trick me?"

Carl sighed: "I thought hard for a long time before I came up with such a solution, but I didn't expect you to see it."

Ferguson has always been soft but not tough, Karl took the initiative to confess, and even flattered him in his words. He really couldn't lose his temper with the kid in front of him, so he could only "hum" very dissatisfied, and then lay down on the pillow behind him , without saying a word.

Karl waited for a long time and saw that there was no response, so he called out softly, "Uncle?"

"Let's talk about it after you fulfill your promise." Ferguson closed his eyes and said calmly: "I'm going to rest, you go back."

Carl let out a long breath, and stepped out of the ward lightly.