Watching Wei Le's figure go away, Kenny Jackett returned to the room and closed the door. After thinking for a while, he made a phone call.

"Oh, yes, it's Kenny Jackett. Looking for coach Sam Allardyce."

After a moment of silence, Kenny Jackett's expression became subtle.

"... Why are you putting on airs with me, old man? You even asked me, 'Who do you want to see?'"

"... I don't drink anymore. If you want to drink, go find someone else."

"Don't hang up. I really have something to do." Kenny Jackett coughed twice. "Today, Wei from Wolves came to see me. He was in a bad state. I tried to persuade him."

"Wei?" Allardyce asked in his rough voice on the other end of the phone. "What did you say? You won't lead the child astray, will you?"

"Nonsense!" Kenny Jackett cursed, and then said, "He mentioned you to me, saying that you talked to him a lot after the game that day, and he still remembers it."

"You let him stay himself?"

Allardyce was silent for a moment. He rubbed his aching neck and admitted, "Yes."

The silence on the other end of the phone for dozens of seconds made the Everton coach a little uneasy. He sat up straight, glanced at the end of the desk, and saw a piece of unopened watermelon-flavored chewing gum.

That was the one Wei Le gave him that day, and he still kept it.

"What's wrong?" His voice became serious, "Did my words affect his preparations?"

Allardyce's serious question made Kenny Jackett unable to hold back, and he burst out laughing, "Why are you so serious? It looks like I'm here to blame you."

"Who told you to be so serious..." Allardyce muttered.

"I mean." Kenny Jackett laughed, "At least we agree on this matter."

"What?" Allardyce didn't react for a while.

"I told Wei that if he feels confused, then remember one thing, he is the best, and all the decisions he makes are right."

Allardyce laughed out loud after hearing Kenny Jackett's swear words on the other end of the phone. The controversial former England national team coach is now sitting in his office chair in a very lazy posture, and his laughter even forced him to put down his legs.

Kenny Jackett also laughed.

After laughing for a long time, he said, "We two are going to lead the future world No. 1 astray!"

But he didn't reflect at all, but was a little proud.

"All coaches are crazy people who can't be crazier." Kenny Jackett put away his smile, "I don't want Wei to be a madman."

"He won't be crazy." Allardyce shook his head, "He is too sober."

"A sober person will not completely lose himself." Allardyce changed his sitting posture and looked more formal. He raised the chewing gum that Wei Le gave him that day and looked at it repeatedly, "It's just that sometimes he can't find it temporarily."

"Now he has found it." Kenny Jackett said with satisfaction.

Allardyce looked around for a while, and finally decided to store the gum in a small box for valuables at hand, "Do you think he can win the final? I'm quite worried."

"Worry about nothing! Worry about your own position, bastard."

"Me? I'm enjoying my last time at the club." Allardyce smiled freely, "You should receive news tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"What? Dismissed?"

"I resigned myself." Allardyce snorted.

"You still care about your face." Kenny Jackett said sarcastically, "You will take a vacation next?"

"Yeah." Allardyce hummed in response, "I'll go to your place for a drink then."

"I quit drinking."

"Tsk. Let's have tea."

...

"Martinez's condition is still not optimistic, he may rest for a longer time." Dr. Matt Perry handed the report to Wei Le and said.

Wei Le frowned, "Is it a recovery problem?"

"No, it's just that his injury is really serious."

"Will it affect his future career?" Wei Le asked with concern.

Matt Perry seemed a little surprised that Wei Le would care about this issue at the first time, but he still answered seriously, "No, as long as he gets enough rest and resumes training, maybe he will be able to recover as before by the end of June and then participate in the next season's games normally."

"That's good." Wei Le nodded.

"What about Jota?"

"I have advised him many times, but he still can't help running to the gym by himself." Dr. Matt Perry showed a helpless look, "But he will only hurt himself by doing this.”

“If he recovers at the normal pace, will he be able to play?”

“It’s no problem for him to play.” Dr. Matt Perry gave an affirmative answer, “But although he can definitely play, it’s just that… he may not be in good shape after missing more than ten days of competition.”

“Is that so?” Wei Le thought for a while.

After thinking for a while, he nodded, “I’ll talk to Jota and tell him not to go to the gym anymore.”

After saying that, he saw that Dr. Matt Perry had not said goodbye and left, but was still standing there, and he was a little confused.

“What’s the matter? Is there anything else?”

“Do you remember about Carl?” Dr. Matt Perry asked. Wei Le frowned, and for a moment he didn’t react to who “Carl” was.

“Carl Ekma.”

“Oh!” Wei Le’s eyes lit up, “I remember it. "

Carl Ekmayer was found to have problems during his pre-season physical examination by Matt Perry. After further examination, he was diagnosed with leukemia and missed this season. The Wolves had to introduce backup goalkeeper Rudy at the last minute.

"His treatment was very successful. He told me some time ago that he would decide whether to continue playing or retire at the beginning of next season." Dr. Matt Perry said, "But at least he is out of danger now."

"Good, great." Wei Le smiled, "This is the best news."

"Do you need to tell the players?"

"Need..." Wei Le was about to answer without thinking, but immediately took back what he wanted to say. Under the strange gaze of Dr. Matt Perry, Wei Le thought about it and changed his answer, "Now is not the time."

Matt Perry nodded thoughtfully, "Okay then. "

After seeing Matt Perry off, Wei Le continued to write and draw in his notebook, and his office did not stay quiet for a long time. Ten minutes later, the coaching staff gathered here again to start today's tactical meeting.

As soon as Celars walked in, he noticed that Wei Le was different today.

"Eh?" He was about to ask something, but Wei Le seemed to have anticipated his question and nodded to him affirmatively.

"Gentlemen." Wei Le said, "I already have an idea of ​​how to play in the final."

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