The Strongest Demon Front

The long-lost sunlight passes through the green leaves and sprinkles on the clear lake.

As the breeze blows, the blossoming pale golden ripples are jagged and mottled like fish scales, and the scenery is picturesque for a while.

Chu Ge ran round and round along the lake.

After yesterday's game, Ferguson immediately gave the team a day off. The two matches a week made Manchester United's players feel fatigued. Coupled with the wave of injuries, the old coach would rather the players take an extra day off than have any new illnesses in the team.

For Chu Ge who did not play, of course he would not relax in the slightest.

He maintains an appropriate amount of exercise every day, which is a good habit he has maintained since La Fabrica. Even on vacation.

"The way of football: 71%, 36% away from the legendary level."

At the end of the exercise, Chu Ge habitually glanced at the system.

As the system includes more and more content, such as appreciation points, attributes, skills, etc., it becomes more and more inconvenient for Chu Ge to check. And the system has also been optimized intimately, summarizing the most important content in the most conspicuous way.

The way of football is what Chu Ge is currently comprehending.

The appreciation points are in the form of a percentage, reminding Chu Ge how far he is from the advancement of his ability.

This is obviously more intuitive than before.

"According to the growth rate of appreciation points this season, it should not be a big problem to reach the legendary level at the end of the season, that is, to barely reach the level of Ronaldo and Messi in terms of ability."

"The two of them are superstars at the pinnacle of the legendary level. Even if I have reached the legendary level, I am only entering the legendary level. There is still a gap in ability between me and them. However, I am still young and can continue to grow. With the help of the system and the support of fans all over the country, I will grow very fast. But they will gradually decline from the peak level as time goes by. This is the objective law of competitive sports. It cannot be avoided."

"One day, I'm going to be the best player in the world. I'm sure."

"only……"

After finishing the warm-up training, Chu Ge walked home while thinking.

"Good morning, Mr. Chu."

"Good morning……"

Along the way, people greeted Chu Ge from time to time. They are service staff working for Chu Ge, including gardeners, cleaners, kitchen workers, etc. When meeting them, Chu Ge would smile and slow down, nodding with them in response.

At this time, an American walked past Chu Ge.

Chu Ge stopped him.

"I remember you can speak Chinese, right? Jerry."

"Yes! Oh, yes, yes. I will ask." After being stopped by Chu Ge, the American named Jerry was a little excited.

dancing.

Body language is rich.

It's like if you don't move your hands, you can't speak.

"Well, that's you. Could you please go to Manchester International Airport to pick someone up for me today?" Chu Ge looked at Jerry.

"No problem. I'd love to!" Jerry continued dancing.

Chu Ge smiled, "Okay, the steward will come to you later and tell you the specific time and flight number, and how to pick you up. If you don't understand anything at that time, just ask him. You will have to work hard today. trip."

"No hard work! No hard work!" Jerry raised his hands high.

"By the way, you are still a video up master, right?" Chu Ge remembered something.

"Uh, yes, boss, but I promise, it won't affect my job!" Jerry seemed a little nervous.

"Ha ha.

"Chu Ge patted Jerry on the shoulder, "Your video is pretty good, and I often watch it too." come on. "

Seeing Chu Ge walking away, Jerry touched his head in embarrassment.

"Louban is so famous, he is my fan! This is what the Chinese often say, Pai Nian, isn't it? Haha! Great! Great!"

He began to circle in place, spinning, jumping.

Happy like a child.

...

A cup of coffee and a newspaper.

Behind the red table, Ed Woodward, the most powerful senior manager of the Manchester United club, stared at a newspaper in front of him with a blank expression.

"Ferguson returns and blows the horn of Manchester United's revival. He is the real soul of Manchester United!"

Bold, blackened fonts are very glaring.

"...On May 19, 2013, when Sir Alex Ferguson announced his retirement from the position of Manchester United coach, perhaps the vast majority of Manchester United fans would not have imagined that the league champion left by the old coach when he left office would become Manchester United. The only champion of an important event in four years. With Ferguson's departure, Manchester United fell from the peak at an alarming rate and fell into a recession. In a few years, they experienced two coaches and dozens of players. Out. In order to rebuild Manchester United and restore the former glory of the Red Devils, the management of Manchester United have made various attempts and spent huge sums of money, but the results are always unsatisfactory.”

"When a season ends, their fans will always be the most disappointed people, looking helplessly at their former opponents, lifting the trophy that once belonged to them, enjoying the glory that once belonged to them. No one knows when such days will come. It's the end. 'Next season, it should be next season.' They always comfort themselves like this. However, at the end of next season, the same story will happen again. The team celebrating may change, And the loss that belongs to the Manchester United fans never seems to change."

"And when the fans were confused about whether there was any hope for their team, and even when many fans began to despair, Ferguson, the founder of the Manchester United dynasty, the godfather of the Red Devils, and the well-deserved soul of Manchester United, he came back. He brought Pogba, he brought Zlatan Ibrahimovic, he brought Chu Ge! Under his leadership, Manchester United is like a red Ferrari with full gas, once again in the Premier League All the way! What makes Manchester United fans even more delighted is not only the rapid improvement of the team's performance, but also the never-say-die spirit of the Red Devils, the soul of the Manchester United team that will always compete for the championship, and return to Old Trafford again! … ..."

Woodward closed his eyes.

Brows raised slightly.

He picked up a pen in his hand and tapped the table unconsciously.

At this time.

The phone rang harshly.

"Hello? Hanks? Didn't I say that the people in your marketing department handle the initial contact with these players? Why do you still call me to ask for instructions?" Picking up the phone, he listened to his subordinates Reporting, Woodward's expression remained unchanged.

"Jose Sanchez from Real Madrid calling himself? Uh..."

Woodward was a little surprised, he thought for a moment, "Okay, I see, turn the phone over."

"beep--"

"Haha, dear Ed, old friend, how are you doing?" An enthusiastic voice came from the microphone, with a unique Ibrian accent, and Woodward knew it was Real Madrid CEO Ho Ho when he heard it. Voice of Cy Angel Sanchez.

Woodward smiled and continued to fiddle with the pen in his hand, "It's still the same. You and I don't talk about these polite things. I know you will never come to me if you have nothing to do. Come on, tell me, this time you Which player are you looking for me for? However, before I speak, I can warn you, De Gea, I promised you once, but you didn’t handle it well, so I won’t promise you a second time! If you ask De Gea again Ya, let's not talk about it."

"Haha, you still go straight like this." The voice on the phone was still enthusiastic, "Okay, I won't go around in circles anymore, just talk directly. We are ready to welcome Hui Chuge, you make an offer!"

What?

Woodward's smile froze for a moment, and the pen in his hand stopped.

"Old man, are you kidding me?" He was puzzled.

"No, no. We are very serious and sincere. We asked you to sign Chu Ge last year. For this deal, we have been scolded until today. I am really fed up. I know that if you are willing to give up Chu Ge, I will definitely It is also a very difficult decision. For this reason, we are willing to give you the maximum compensation, which is absolutely unprecedented, rare, and historical in the transfer market..."

"Enough." Ed Wood frowned and interrupted the other party's words.

"There's nothing to talk about," he said.

"Chu Ge is not for sale! In the absolute sense, it is not for sale! No matter what sky-high price you offer, there is nothing to discuss!"

Ed Woodward clenched the pen in his hand and tapped the table hard, emphasizing every word.

His attitude is extremely firm.

...

Pei Xiaowei sat on the white sofa with his legs crossed, looking around curiously.

The carved window jacaranda, the light-colored strip table that looks ordinary but very silent at first glance, and an unknown faint fragrance permeates the spacious space, all of which seem casual and very relaxing home design.

"It must be expensive." Pei Xiaowei thought to himself.

"As expected of my brother." He looked around happily.

With a burst of footsteps.

The door was pushed open.

A familiar figure appeared.

"coming."

After the door opened, Chu Ge stood in the white light, smiling and looking at the buddy he had played with since childhood.

"I miss you!" Pei Xiaowei jumped three feet high, bounced off the sofa, opened his arms like Xiong Er, and rushed straight to Chuge.

Then he was kicked away by Chu Ge.

"Go to hell! Don't be so disgusting, I'm not gay." He smiled and kicked Pei Xiaowei.

Pei Xiaowei dodged skillfully with a smile.

Seeing his friend's cheap and familiar appearance, Chu Ge breathed a sigh of relief.

Nothing has changed, which is fine.

he thought.

"Have you figured it out?" Chu Ge became serious, and he looked at Pei Xiaowei.

Pei Xiaowei also put away his hippie smile.

Obviously, he knew what his friend was asking.

"Of course!" he said.

"It's just a secondary school. If you don't want it, you don't want it. These days, it's hard to find three-legged frogs, and college students with two legs are everywhere. One more than me is not too many, and one less than me is quite a lot."

"Besides, so what if you graduate? Many people are unemployed after graduating from college these days. Even if you find a suitable job, so what? It's comparable to hanging out with my good brother! Haha!"

"From now on, I will be your dog's leg!"

As he spoke, Pei Xiaowei couldn't help opening his arms.

"Go away!" Chu Ge kicked it away in a funny way, "What kind of dog leg, you really can't spit ivory out of your dog's mouth. By the way, you come here, what about auntie and uncle, do they agree?"

"Of course. As soon as I said to hang out with you, they wished that I would get out immediately." Pei Xiaowei rubbed his head, feeling a little resentful. "Don't you know? Since I was a child, my parents let me learn from you. In my family, you are the child of someone else's family."

Chu Ge laughed.

"Okay. Since uncles and aunts have no objections, then you can try to join my company."

"By the way, what can I do specifically?" Pei Xiaowei was a little curious, "My major in college is human anatomy. Don't say I haven't graduated yet. Even if I graduate, I'm afraid it won't be of much use to you."

"You can just ask Qingqing about this. She arranges your work."

Chu Ge moved away slightly, and only then did Pei Xiaowei notice that Su Qingqing had been standing behind Chu Ge all along.

"Haha! Big beauty, long time no see. Sorry, I didn't notice that there is someone here just now." Pei Xiaowei scratched his head habitually.

At such a young age, his head has been scratched so that he has some Mediterranean potential.

Su Qingqing glanced at Pei Xiaowei expressionlessly, and took a step forward.

"Before we talk about work, let me tell you something."

"According to your wishes, I arranged for you a first-class flight from Jiangcheng to Manchester, as well as an exclusive pick-up service. The total cost was 3,200 pounds, converted into RMB, which is 28,546.33 yuan. This money will be deducted from your future salary. "

"Huh? How much is two... twenty thousand? Ah, isn't it free? I thought it was free!"

"I'm just pretending to be an X, 55555...is it so expensive? AWSL——" Pei Xiaowei suddenly felt that his world had become black and white, and life was lifeless.

Chu Ge and Su Qingqing looked at each other.

They looked at each other and smiled.

...

"you sure?"

Accompanied by the butler, Pei Xiaowei had already left, leaving only Su Qingqing and Chu Ge in the room.

Chu Ge was not surprised at Su Qingqing's doubts.

"Yeah." He nodded. "I told you that I feel that I often think about things too rationally. In terms of emotions..."

"You don't need to explain to me. If you think this is appropriate, I will support you. It's as simple as that." Su Qingqing interrupted Chu Ge. "Actually, it's good that he's here. Just like in Jiangcheng, we've been together from the beginning. To be honest, sometimes I miss that time."

call.

Chu Ge breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Su Qingqing is understanding, otherwise, he would not be able to explain to her the real reason why Pei Xiaowei came here.

After a large amount of data-based information flow input from the system, Chu Ge's understanding of all aspects of football has become more in-depth, and his ability is improving day by day. This is of course a good thing. But what followed, Chu Ge felt that he seemed to be less and less emotionally volatile, as if any problem could be analyzed with data.

This situation was like a character he had seen in a novel, Colonel Chu Xuan.

Chu Ge didn't know if this situation continued, whether he would become that kind of person who only considered victory or defeat and ignored emotions.

Moreover, if it wasn't for Pei Xiaowei's USB flash drive, Chu Ge would not have embarked on such a wonderful path today.

Whether it was for himself or to repay the favor, he had reasons for calling Pei Xiaowei over. It's just that this kind of reason is inconvenient to explain clearly to others.

"By the way, Spain called me." Su Qingqing took the initiative to change the subject.

"Um?"

"It's Sanchez, Jose Sanchez. You know, you're no stranger to him, the CEO of Real Madrid."

"Yeah." Chu Ge nodded, "What can he do with you? He doesn't want to sign Wu Sanshi, haha."

Many Chinese national players are also affiliated with Chu Ge's brokerage company, including Wu Sanshi, who is currently playing in the Spaniard's rotation.

Su Qingqing smiled, "I don't know. He didn't say anything specific, he just said it's been a while, and he wanted to find some time for everyone to sit down and have a meal together to catch up."

"Then there must be something to discuss." Chu Ge rubbed his nose.

"What do you mean?" Su Qingqing asked Chu Ge for advice.

"Well, let me think about it." Chu Ge thought for a while.

As Chu Ge's agent, if Su Qingqing appeared in Madrid, there would definitely be a lot of speculation, which would arouse people's imagination.

But so what?

Chu Ge thought about it, and it seemed that there was no harm to him.

"Then you go there. Let's see what Sanchez wants to talk about first, and help me to visit Lao Qi by the way. He led the team to the Champions League final again. This is the second consecutive year to enter the Champions League final. It is very remarkable. I I haven't had time to congratulate him yet. It's also because I've been too busy during this time. Tell Lao Qi that I will visit after the season is over."

Su Qingqing nodded, "Okay, then I'll go to Madrid tomorrow."