The Strongest Demon Front

In the blue sky, a pigeon stretches its white feathers and flies around leisurely in the golden sunshine.

"I'm sick of looking at pigeons," said Halsa, "I don't know why..."

"Little bitch! Dead eunuch! It's been eight months! Don't let me know your home address!" Wang Ruizhe clicked on the recommendation ticket, and cast all three recommendation tickets in his account at once. Said while gritting his teeth.

As if he was not voting for a recommendation, but for a blade.

Pei Xiaowei sat up from the upper bunk, squinted his eyes, and stretched his waist. He lowered his head, glanced at several roommates, and quickly climbed off the bed.

Skillfully turn on the computer.

As usual, Pei Xiaowei opened the browser first.

"What? Chu Ge is injured?" Pei Xiaowei saw the news he was concerned about at a glance, his pupils shrank, and his expression became a little nervous.

"Well, it seems so. For tonight's game, Ferguson didn't call him into the roster, and the media are rumoring that he was injured." Xalsa said.

"But it's not on the official website." Pei Xiaowei refreshed the official website of Manchester United nervously.

"Maybe it's because the nightlife is too rich, and I accidentally hurt my penis. Or if the penis is broken, it's like a certain little bitch." Wang Ruizhe felt a little uneasy.

"Don't make trouble." Pei Xiaowei shook his head and touched his forehead.

Xia Ersa laughed loudly and said, "Haha. Hey, by the way, since we are talking about this question. Xiaowei, you are a classmate of Chu Ge, and you must be more familiar with him. Come and answer one of my questions."

"Some British media said that the reason why Chu Ge is not married and even has few scandals is because his sexual orientation is different from ordinary people."

"He likes men!"

"There is a masterpiece on the post bar, detailing the romance between Chu Ge and the president; and there is also a video at station B, summarizing the sweet moments between Chu Ge and Qi Tu. The Chu Luo Party and the Qi Chu Party are fighting each other. Both factions are citing classics, and the disputes continue. It attracted countless stockholders to enter the market for a while, and it was once on Weibo’s hot search, and the popularity was comparable to whether tofu nao is sweet or salty.”

"Is this really true, or is everyone just entertaining themselves?"

"Is it frigidity or same-sex attraction, attracting men? Is he 1, or is he 0?"

The fire of gossip burned blazingly in Sharsa's eyes. He stared at Pei Xiaowei with scorching eyes, expecting Chu Ge's former best friend to give the only truth.

for a while.

The space quiets down.

In the dormitory, three pairs of eyes gathered on Pei Xiaowei alone.

nah...

Pei Xiaowei's lips were a little dry. The atmosphere is a bit awkward.

At this time, a discordant voice, like a trio, sounded abruptly and continuously.

Ding!

Ding!

Ding!

...

"It sounds so good when you nail it, especially like the midnight bell, like me walking, encountering a mixer, splashing mud on my face..."

...

At the same time, Pei Xiaowei's cell phone rang.

"Shiri!" The roommates cheered with unknown meaning.

Pei Xiaowei picked up his phone and glanced at the screen. Immediately, without hesitation, he walked out of the room with his mobile phone.

...

...

madrid.

"I don't want you to think, I want me to think."

"Uh..." Jose Angel Sanchez looked at the chairman Florentino with helplessness in his eyes.

"But Manchester United may not agree to let him go. He is the absolute core of Manchester United. Without him, Manchester United may fall at least a level.

’ He tried to dissuade the chairman.

However, it was clear that Florentino was unimpressed.

"Let's settle the players first. If the players want to leave, they can't force them to stay," Mr. Chairman said.

"But players may not..."

Sanchez was still hesitating, but Florentino interrupted him again.

"No one will reject Real Madrid." Florentino said firmly.

"In terms of platform strength, we have reached the Champions League final for the second time in a row this year; in terms of personal honor, La Liga has almost won the Ballon d'Or in the past ten years. We have the ability to give the highest personal treatment in the world, and we can also provide football. The best opportunity in the world, we are the most powerful club in the 21st century. No one will refuse Real Madrid, not to mention, he is still a child from La Fabrica."

Florentino walked to the window, pressed the button to open the curtains, raised his head, and looked up at the starry sky of Madrid.

"He is a child of the Bernabéu. He should stay here." He turned around, glanced at the assistant who was hesitant to speak, and smiled confidently.

"I understand your scruples. However, no matter what happened in the past, and no matter how difficult it will be in the future, I believe that it will not be a problem."

"I admit that I once made a mistake. I underestimated Manchester United's determination and its potential. I thought it was Real Madrid's system that made him shine. However, after leaving Real Madrid, instead of regressing, he became Stronger, and even became the player closest to the Ballon d'Or in the younger generation. It is completely beyond my imagination."

"Since this season, whether it is the media, fans, or our members, they have expressed dissatisfaction with me. Whenever they have the opportunity, they will laugh at my decision to sell people. If it weren't for our team's performance this year, the league ranking At the top of the list, I defeated Atletico Madrid in the Champions League and once again entered the highest stage of European football - the Champions League final, and I faced probably a hundred times more criticism than I have now."

"Yes, I don't care what they say. Or rather, I never care about what other people say, but that doesn't mean I don't know what's right and what's wrong. I'll do what I think is right."

"Like, let Chu return."

"He is a child of Real Madrid, and he will become the new 'prince' of the Bernabeu. And because of this deal, I will completely dispel Calderon's so-called 'inheritance'!"

From Florentino's eyes, Sanchez could clearly read Mr. Chairman's firmness.

He knew that what he said now could not change Mr. Chairman's mind.

The only one who can change Florentino has always been himself.

"Okay. As you wish, Mr. Chairman. I will get in touch with Mr. Woodward immediately." Jose Sanchez bowed his head.

"But... what about Cristiano?" Before leaving, Sanchez asked the last question in his mind.

Florentino was silent.

He knew why Sanchez asked such a question, just as he could guess the real reason why Chu Ge chose to accept Manchester United's invitation.

"I heard that Agnelli wants Ronaldo?"

...

The night is like a curtain, covering the sky, and the night of the Dream Theater, the lights are the same as before.

Chu Ge sat in the VIP seat, quietly watching the game of his teammates.

This is the second leg of the Europa League semi-final, Manchester United hosts La Liga powerhouse Celta Vigo.

B——

The referee blew his whistle and gave Manchester United a free kick in an excellent position at the front of the penalty area.

Swish!

All the photographers turned around and pointed their cameras at Chu Ge in the auditorium in unison.

The fans at the scene also looked in the direction of Chu Ge.

even.

On Manchester United's coaching bench, Ferguson sat securely. His eyes also temporarily left the arena.

He looked at Chu Ge.