Copywriting: This is the story of an invincible football king who reluctantly retired due to injury, came to another world, and reconquered the stadium.Jose Mourinho: "It's a wonderful thing to have him, he makes all the possibilities possible. ”Reporter: "With Mordred, the dogs on the sidelines can win, Mourinho is just lucky. ”CR7 "There is no contradiction between me and Mordred, we will always be friends, how many times are you journalists going to make me say this?"
”Real Madrid fan: "It's a blessing to have Mordred, even if you're in the dark, he'll pull you out of the abyss. ”Barcelona fan: "Oh!
That's a demon and we will never forgive him unless he moves to Barca. ”Mordred, who has become the focus of everything, lies in the CR7 house with peace of mind to tease the children.Demining: The protagonist is very strong, and the Golden Globe Award and some major awards may be aggrieved by the briquettes.CP is President Luo.The protagonist I is in charge of white, and he will hang up his boots with the president in Real Madrid.The protagonist is of mixed Chinese and American descent and joins the Chinese national team.Content Tags: Time and Space Athletic Sweet Text Search Keywords: Protagonist: Merris Mordred ┃Supporting Role: Cristiano Ronaldo, Mourinho ┃Other: One Sentence Introduction: The Return of the King Chapter 1 The Return of the King Mordred looked at the teenagers running on the field, the rain fell on his platinum blonde hair, and with a roar of commentary, the black □□ spirit escaped the goalkeeper's five-fingered mark and entered the net.3:0, this is a score that will hardly be overturned, a fantasy score.The fans shook the flag in their hands like crazy, and their faces were full of tears.They've waited so long for this day, and now they're finally champions!
The coach next to him and the players on the field all ran over to hug Mordred."
We did it!
We lived up to your expectations!
”At this time, even the referee watched this scene and did not disturb, Mordred did not speak, but just patted them on the back comfortingly, indicating that their game was not over.A few players wiped away the tears mixed with the rain on their faces and stepped onto the green field again.Mordred, who had been watching from the sidelines from the beginning, looked at them with relief, and said to the coach next to him with mixed feelings for a while: "Coach, I ......
Intended to be decommissioned. ”The coach, who was so excited that he danced with his hands, froze in place at that time, turned his head in disbelief, and asked in a trembling voice, "What did you just say?"
”Looking at the coach's gray hair and large and small wrinkles, Mordred suddenly felt a little sorry for the old man, but he still had to say: "You should know very well that my body is no longer enough to support me to play the whole game." ”"But......"
The coach was about to say something, but Mordred smiled and interrupted him.He raised his hand and pointed to the teenagers running at full strength on the field and said, "Coach, each of them can stand alone."
The club is no longer my place, and my presence will only hinder the development of the team, as I'm sure you will understand. ”Mordred spat out the cruel truth and struck the fragile old man opposite.The coach closed his eyes dejectedly, "This is too unfair to you, you obviously put so much effort into the team, but ......"
The coach seemed to want to try to prove something, but was dissolved by Mordred with a hug, "The senior management has his own ideas, I just need to have a clear conscience."
Coach, don't forget that I still have so many endorsements on me, I can't starve to death. ”The slightly reassuring words didn't make the old man feel any better, and he continued to focus on the field, he couldn't imagine how the enthusiastic teenagers would react when they knew that Mordred was retiring.Time passed, and the score was maintained 3:0 to the end under the full pressure of the players, and the moment the referee's whistle blew, the fans in the stadium let out a deafening cheer.Looking at the players who flew towards him, he opened his arms and hugged them into his arms.At the urging of the coach, everyone stepped onto the podium and lifted the coveted trophy.Seeing this scene, the narrator shouted excitedly: "The great hero, our king, Merris Mordred, he brought us the championship trophy that we have been waiting for a long time!"
Let's shout his name out loud!
”"Merris Mordred!!
Ahh ”The cheers of tens of thousands of people made Mordred deaf for a moment, and he looked up to see the fans who were so excited that they burst into tears, and he grinned as usual.—————— Mordred opened his eyes, the cries of the fans calling his name still echoed in his mind, and he rubbed the baby fat on both sides of his cheeks weakly, and got up to start washing.After his victory, he chose to retire at the press conference, and he still vaguely remembers the almost blinding fill light, as well as those teammates whose faces were full of disbelief.Maybe it's retribution for playing others like this.,That night after drinking and driving home with his teammates.,I was hit by a car.,And then I woke up and became a member of this single-parent family.。"
Merris, come down to eat."
A gentle cry brought Mordred back to his senses in an instant, and he shouted without raising his head: "Got it, I'll go down right away." ”Mordred, who heard the shouting, rushed downstairs at a speed that ordinary people could not reach, and the morning tea on the table smelled of it.If there is one of the happiest things in this life, it is to be able to eat delicious meals every day, when I used to be a player, I tightened my belt every day, brown rice with boiled chicken.Lin Yue looked at her son, who was about to overflow with happiness, and the sourness in her heart made her can't help but say: "Merris, I respect your decision to bring you to Spain, and I hope your decision is correct." ”This from head to toe is not at all like her son raised his head, even his favorite shrimp dumplings were put down, and he looked at her resolutely, as if he was swearing something, "I will not regret it, I was born with blood born for football, I will become the greatest player, galloping on the green field, that is my dream, but also my pursuit." ”Mordred's words made Lin Yue give up the last trace of persuasion, she didn't understand why this son, who had lived with her in the United States since he was a child, had such a great love for football, but she didn't want to ask so much now, she picked up the rice rolls on the table and stuffed them into his mouth, "Hey, I know I can't persuade you, since this is your pursuit, I won't say more, I just hope that you can win glory for the country in the future." ”Mordred, who was eating morning tea, suddenly stopped, and couldn't help but smile when she thought of her two nationalities, this wish ......
It doesn't seem so easy to satisfy.His father was an American and his mother was Chinese, but the football results of these two countries were simply spicy, unless the gods were alive......
It's hard to save football in these two countries from the quagmire.For this reason, the people of his homeland also coined a very pun on the word - fly in the ointment.But it's still a bit far from thinking about the national team, after all, he hasn't played in the top league once, and today is the day he goes to Real Madrid for a trial, the best club in the world, Real Madrid.—————— Mordred came to Real Madrid that afternoon and started to do the simplest tests.The assistant coach walked towards Mourinho stunned with the test results, and the hands holding the materials were trembling with excitement, "Sir, where did you dig up the little demon?"
This ability to dribble with the ball is comparable to that of the King of Barcelona, although he is only eighteen years old this year, he feels that he is not arrogant or impatient!
”The madman frowned slightly when he listened to the series of praises, stared at the boy who was bouncing the ball on the green field, and asked, "What about his shortcomings?"
”"The physical fitness is a little poor, the confrontation ability is not strong, and the style is soft, but these can be made up for the day after tomorrow, sir!
We can't let go of such a powerful player. ”The assistant coach's words made the madman Mourinho roll his eyes, he personally brought the youngster back from that football desert in the United States, how could he let him go.Mordred, who was bouncing the ball, suddenly found himself in front of him, he subconsciously stopped the ball and looked back, and saw Mourinho's serious face, and suddenly there were two pleasing dimples on his face."
Sir, did I pass the test?"
Although the words are doubtful, but the confidence and pride in the words can not be ignored, that kind of confidence makes Mourinho a little impressed with him, as the most special one, he does not like those players who are too modest, football is always a bloody sport.And Mordred's noble temperament is simply incompatible with football, if it weren't for Mourinho seeing his smart running and accurate curveball, it is estimated that he would be more suitable for walking on the catwalk than football.And Mordred has enough capital to be proud of, what he has achieved in his last life is something that other players can't get in a lifetime, and he is destined to be a king in this life.Mordred and Mourinho looked at each other, both found the unique temperament under each other's skin, and smiled at each other.Marcelo and Cassie, who were training on the side, always looked over there.Not only the two of them, but others are also paying attention to this little guy who is not famous and suddenly parachutes.Real Madrid only needs the best players as well known, each of them can say that the top worth, and suddenly Mordred is like a freak, I heard that he has only played in a club in the United States before, although the results are good, but what kind of football desert the United States is Everyone here knows clearly, what kind of good seedlings can appear in such a desert, so that a madman can bring him from the United States to Spain."
This little guy really doesn't look like he plays football, and his hemp stick-like figure feels like he will fall down as soon as he hits it."
Marcelo, as a defender, couldn't help but sigh when he looked at Mordred, who had a good conversation with Mourinho."
Okay, let's train quickly, Mr. will punish you for running laps if he finds out that you are lazy."
Cassie is calm on the surface, but in fact he is also very gossipy, but unfortunately he has to take the lead as the captain.Mordred, who didn't know that he was underestimated because of his appearance, was talking to Mourinho about the next test."
Your basic ability is very good, let's have a 5v5 game next, and see your actual combat ability."
Mourinho looked at the gentle-looking teenager in front of him and said the last test.Mordred, of course, has no objection to this.When everything was ready, Mordred couldn't help but smile as she looked at her star-studded opponent, and she would be one of them in the future.Cristiano couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at Mordred, who was smiling like a second fool on the other side, and threw the ball in his hand to him, "You come to kick off." ”Mordred, who was suddenly hit in the face by the ball, did not get angry but kicked off decisively.The ball is played on Mordred's feet, and the delicate dribbling is difficult for people to get off the feet, and it is commendable that although his dribbling is meticulous, it is definitely not slow!
In the face of two menacing defenders, he easily flicked an inside cut and faced the goalkeeper known as the wall, Cassie.With a slight toe pick, a beautiful curling ball hung into the corner, and Cassie was deceived by Mordred and the ball went in.It was an effortless goal that slapped the stars in the face, and they made a very serious mistake by underestimating them.The aura and ball quotient shown by the ball just now, everyone understood at that moment that as long as Mordred didn't compete with the soft-footed shrimp and waste his talent, he would definitely be a phenomenal player in the future, but it was a pity that they had seen too many talented demon stars who fell early.The superstars who scored a goal all paid attention to the twelve-point attention, and did not dare to underestimate this unknown player.Cassie reluctantly fished the ball out of the net, and as soon as he opened his big foot, he went directly to Cristiano in the front, and Cassie saw the little player who was still in front of him just now, and ran back to the midfield in the blink of an eye.Chris broke through with the ball and burst into the penalty area with ease, and the two defenders didn't dare to put their feet down to put the tackle on it, so they could only put pressure on him to concede the ball.But is Cristiano an average star?
No, he's the best player on the planet and it's a dream to concede a goal in a game of this calibre.When everyone in the room thought so, just as Cristiano was about to shoot, a white leg appeared in front of the goal line and forced the must-have goal out.Cristiano looked up and saw Mordred's handsome face.Even if he looks like a fairy now, he can't hide the depression in Cristiano's heart, if he hadn't been blocked by Mordred just now, that goal would have been scored.But he didn't expect how the guy who was running around in front of his midfield just now suddenly ran to the goal and cleared the ball.Only Mr.
Madman, who had just seen the whole process, couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, because he knew that this season was stable, and what Mordred showed was enough.Because of Mordred's kick, no one dared to take it lightly in the next game, all of them took out twelve points of strength, Mourinho was standing next to him, the veterans don't want to be robbed of the limelight by the newcomers, after all, if the newcomer performs well enough, Mourinho will definitely do the big substitution operation.As the clock wore on, the score remained at 1-0 thanks to Mordred's all-out run, Mordred wiped the sweat from his forehead and gasped for air with his hands on his knees, God knows that the game had almost exhausted his entire physical strength.His body has not been professionally trained, although he has been maintaining it himself, but due to time and venue, his physical fitness can only be maintained and cannot be further improved.Just when Mordred made up his mind to prepare for the extra training, suddenly a bottle of water appeared in front of him, accompanied by a big hand that was not white, and he looked up along his arm, and Mordred saw one of the best players in the world.Cristiano Ronaldo, a name he hears in the deserts of the United States, whose deeds can be said by almost everyone when he was in the American club, is a well-deserved star and an icon.'
Your talent is very good, you will be a great player in the future, keep it up and don't waste your talent.'
These were the first words Cristiano said when the two met.When they bring it up in the future, Mordred will laugh at him about it.That sounds so arrogant to Mordred's ears, and if you think about it, he has no less than the star in front of him.But Mordred is now joining as a newcomer, and in the face of the goodwill of the star of the house, he provokes the star of the house?
Of course, this is not what he will do, Mordred took the bottle of mineral water with a smile on his face, "I will remember, I wonder if you would like to sign for me?"
I'm a fan of yours. ”As he spoke, Mordred took out a poster from his pocket, which showed all Real Madrid, but only Chris's position had traces of being rubbed.The author has something to say: there are too few football texts, and there are many wives who love to stop changing, so they can only cut their thighs to eat.The author is a pseudo fan.,If there's anything wrong, everyone is welcome to correct.,And the age is a little far away from now.,I can't find a lot of information.,There will be some magic changes.。
Chapter 2 Arrogant Mordred looked at the faded jersey on the poster and scratched his cheeks with some embarrassment, this poster is a die-hard fan of his former teammate American Chris, please ask him, say that he must let Chris sign his name on this poster (it is said to be limited), then he will die without regrets, if it is better to add another signed jersey.But he's not a die-hard fan of Chris!
And he has worn out other people's jerseys, how much worship that guy has for Chris, but it is thanks to him that he now has a lot of qualifications for Chris, and even he knows how many girlfriends he has changed.Chris didn't feel anything, and said to Mordred with a calm face: "I'll go to the locker room and sign it for you later, I don't have a pen with me now." ”Seeing that Chris was so calm, Mordred suddenly remembered what he had heard before coming to Spain, "Huang Shijia, Luo I puppet, the emperor's dream, strong as a cow." ’This is basically a routine that every star who joins Real Madrid has to say, and people may not be surprised.Naturally, Mordred didn't want to make herself look too embarrassed, and smiled and said to Chris, "Thank you." ”As a result, Chris gave Mordred a strange look, because it was so subtle that the smile on Mordred's face stiffened.It wasn't until the two got acquainted with each other that Mordred knew that the look was a point that he didn't pretend to be, Chris had seen a lot of real and fake fans, but others pretended to be very similar even if they pretended, and he ......
There is no intention of pretending at all.Just when the two of them were embarrassed again, Mr.
Madman walked over with a smile, and this madman had only a handful of smiles in his usual smile, and this rare smile made Chris raise an eyebrow.God knows why these two Portuguese who are so similar just don't look at each other at each other."
Merris, are you convenient now?
I have something to tell you. ”Mordred, who was having nothing to say to Chris, breathed a sigh of relief, "Of course, sir." ”After speaking, he didn't forget to politely nod to Chris to apologize.Coming to the office, Mourinho put the contract that had already been prepared in the drawer in front of him, crossed his hands and said to Mordred: "You look at the contract first, see if there is anything unacceptable?"
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”When Mordred saw Mourinho's posture, he knew that his signing didn't seem to be easy, and when he opened the contract, he almost didn't laugh out loud when he saw Mordred, oh my God, if it was the agent in his previous life who put such a contract in front of him, he promised to fire him.But now he doesn't have a choice, does he?
It's better to be picked up by the madman Mourinho and take to play in the best club in the world than to be directed by a bunch of amateur coaches in the United States, isn't it?
Although Mordred doesn't like this contract, this contract is a lucrative treatment for a newcomer, especially one who has not played in La Liga.After a cursory flip through and finding that there were no language traps in it, Mordred put down the contract, and was about to express his opinion, but Mordred was blocked by Mourinho's next words.His casual flipping made Mourinho think that he didn't take it seriously at all, and in line with the fact that this was the child he brought back, the madman uncle kindly suggested: "If you want to go on the road of football for a long time, I suggest you find an agent, if you believe me, I can recommend one to you, although he is a little annoying, but his level of dedication is also a few in the whole industry." ”Mordred easily saw that the madman really thought about him, but he was a little hesitant in choosing an agent, and after thinking about it for a long time, Mordred still told Mourinho what he thought."
Sir, I don't want to take on ads in two years, after all, I just arrived in La Liga, everything here has to be re-familiarized, too many external factors will take up my practice time, if the agent is willing to forgive me for this little shortcoming......"
Mordred didn't say it all, but Mourinho also understood what Mordred meant.After all, for agents, in addition to transfers, they can basically only withdraw money from advertising, but this little guy is too arrogant, how can he be sure that he will be chased by various manufacturers within two years?
You must know that players who are not famous can't get advertisements even if they want to.However, his serious attitude of playing football is still appreciated by Mourinho.These are not the main events, the agent's pre-emptive release, and the most important thing is the attitude of the Real Madrid hierarchy.Thinking of this, Mourinho cleared his throat and said: "The senior management has already agreed with you, and even prepared the contract early, but they are unwilling to hold a signing meeting for you, because Real Madrid signed stars before, they have enough fame and can give Real Madrid enough commercial value, and your fame is not enough to impress them, and you have no signing fee, which you should see in the contract." ”As he spoke, Mourinho looked at Mordred's expression, and the result surprised him, he thought that the eighteen-year-old boy would have an indignant look on his face, but the smile on his face remained unchanged from the moment he entered the door.It seems that what he hears is not the dislike of the club's top management, but the praise of others.Just when Mourinho thought that the other party did not understand what this meant, he suddenly heard Mordred's gentle voice ringing in his ears, "I understand sir, I will use my ability to conquer the Bernabeu and make the most discerning fans in the world cheer for me, as long as I play, they will definitely go back with a smile."
I grew up in the United States, and it's normal for the top to have such and such worries, trust my sir. ”The light penetrated the room through the window and sprinkled on Mordred's back, which seemed to coat him with a faint golden light, and the smile on his lips and the conviction in his eyes made Mourinho believe him for a moment, but only for a moment.However, this arrogance is very close to Mourinho's heart, as a coach he wants all his players to have such determination, and immediately encouraged: "You are fast, you dribble well, you shoot well and at a good angle, your brain is born for football, I believe in you, you will definitely achieve the goal you set for yourself." ”At this time, even if Mordred was stupid, he could see that Mourinho was encouraging himself, and he nodded helplessly, he knew that what he just said was too much as a newcomer.'
From tomorrow you'll train with the first team and sign the contract by the way."
Yes, sir!"
Mordred replied forcefully, and Mourinho nodded in satisfaction and let him out.Arriving in the locker room, Mordred pushed open the door and saw the stars sitting together as if they were joking, and he found a random cabinet and put some of his miscellaneous items in it.Suddenly, Marcelo came over and grabbed him by the shoulder, and the idle Brazilian teased him in Portuguese: "Hey, boy, how did you break through from that position, obviously if I just get a little closer, your ball could be cut off by me." ”Facing Marcelo's question, Mordred tilted his head and thought for a while, then showed a bright smile with that good-looking face, took out a notebook full of fonts from his cabinet, and skillfully opened the page where Marcelo was written, "Because I watched all your games before joining Real Madrid, and carefully analyzed your shortcomings and advantages, I deduced that your position at that time would be a little further to the left, so it would be so dangerous to choose to cut in." ”Marcelo looked at the dense analysis of his habits and characteristics in the notebook, and felt that the hairs on his body were about to rise, and the eyes that looked at Mordred were also a little weird.The author has something to say: I'm sorry, I went shopping with my mother today, and I updated it a little later, six thousand words tomorrow, and a little less today.Chapter 3 Popular Notebooks "How long did it take you to make these notes?"
”Marcelo stared at Mordred, his hand holding the notebook trembling.Other joking stars were also attracted by Marcelo's overreaction, and although Marcelo likes to joke, he is still very strict in other places.As the vice-captain, Shui Ye stepped forward to take the notebook in Marcelo's hand, and was also shocked by the dense ant-like font on it.If Marcelo may have pretended to be surprised in order to tease them, then the honest man Shui Ye's reaction really hooked the hearts of this group of valuable stars, and they looked at the above information one by one as if they had not grown up, and after reading it, everyone looked at Mordred with complicated expressions.And Mordred, who has no personal privacy, just watched them flip through their profiles without interrupting, because this is a good start for him to integrate into the dressing room, after all, it is not a simple thing to integrate into the dressing room, especially the dressing room of the giants.Whenever he was tortured by those old guys in his previous life, Mordred felt that he was great, and he actually lived to become a football superstar.The notebook finally passed to the last stick, in Cristiano's hand, he looked at the top from what he likes to eat, to running and walking, weaknesses, promotion performance, Barcelona performance, Atletico performance, analysis like a piece of small paper, arranged together in a very orderly manner, it feels like a robot organized.With such detailed information, it is no wonder that Marcelo would look at him so weirdly, and anyone who is analyzed by such a data will feel creepy.While Chris was looking at his notebook, the bigwigs in the locker room surrounded Mordred, leaving him with only a little golden retriever outside."
Hey, how did you parse Marcelo so thoroughly?
Oh my God, doesn't he look like he's transparent on the pitch?
”Maridia, a young player who had arrived a while before him, asked in surprise.His question made the stars around him smile subtly, if the data were anything to say, it wouldn't be football, and the saying that football is round is not a joke.Sure enough, the next second, Mordred replied helplessly: "The data just gives me a more reasonable inference, football is not static, I must bring the data to life, this data is useful, otherwise he is just a piece of waste paper." ”Marcelo, the other protagonist, grabbed Mordred's shoulders, "Hey, young man, you haven't told me how long it took you to collect this information?"
”Mordred opened her mouth, but finally chose to tell the truth, "Three days." ”Mordred dropped a bombshell from the dressing room once again, and in three days it was so complete that even they had to admit that the little guy had his own uniqueness."
If you don't play that well, I will definitely advise you to become a coach."
Chris, who had not spoken since the beginning, held up his notebook, on which his name was clearly written, the name of Cristiano Ronaldo.Unlike Marcelo, there is twice as much information about him as Marcelo, and even he knows how many girlfriends he has changed, although most of them are reported in the lace news.But it's more of an analysis of his weaknesses, and such a thorough analysis makes Chris really a little convinced that he is his fan."
Oh, there's Chris's, is there mine?"
Ozil sat next to Chris and tilted his head to look at the notebook, the little bird really deserves the nickname of the little daughter-in-law.Mordred, seeing that it had caused another battle for the new notebook, reached out and rubbed her temples.He had thought countless times about how to fit into the locker room of this wealthy family, and he had done countless simulations in his head, but he never expected that his notebook would be welcomed before himself, this wealthy family was a little too strange, it was like a kindergarten.These valuable stars have asked him if he has any information about himself, and they also want to look at their weaknesses.Mordred flipped through the notebook with a loud noise, very indulgent to meet everyone's demands, in fact, he didn't have to do it at all, the notebook was his, and if he didn't want to show it to others, it was his freedom.The superstars looked at Mordred, who was embarrassed and satisfied with everyone, and unconsciously accepted this handsome boy.In this way, Mordred's relationship with these stars has taken a step forward, and the days that have been solved are enough for him to experience the feeling of being taken care of by his seniors and enjoy the things he has not been able to enjoy.When the day was finally over, Mordred dragged his tired body home, and looking at the sore muscles, he became more and more aware of how far he was from his previous life, and how far he was from the top of the place.He covered his face with his hands, and the sound of fans chanting his name seemed to ring in his ears again, like poison, spurring him on.Mordred knows that he has never been a player with particularly strong self-control, but he exercises day after day, eating boiled chicken, not for high salaries, not for celebrities, but to watch the fans shout from the heart.He let go of his hand tiredly, and saw his mother's worried face, which frightened Mordred to sit up at that time."
Mom, why don't you make a sound."
He looked at this face that seemed to be the same age as himself, and said in a way that almost collapsed.As a result, Lin Yue choked Mordred speechless with a faint sentence, "If I speak out, won't I see you like this" Mordred has never wanted to let her affairs bother her, he had no experience with his parents in his previous life, and in this life he wants to be a perfect person, at least he won't worry about people who love him.But now it seems that his disguise is still a little worse, "Hey, if your acting skills are as good as your ball skills, then I'm going crazy with joy." ”Lin Yue looked at the face with guilt written all over his face, sighed and reached out to hug this early-maturing child."
I'm leaving, there are still things to deal with in the United States, you are already an adult, you have to manage yourself from today onwards, this is your choice, isn't it?"
After Lin Yue finished speaking, he stroked the ends of his light blonde hair, which looked too similar to his scumbag father.Modred, who didn't know his mother's complicated mood, breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, he wanted his mother to pursue the life he wanted, rather than follow him as a nanny, she deserved better."
Mommy, I promise you, I'll take good care of myself and don't let you worry."
With that, a shallow smile appeared on Mordred's face, and the big boy with the scent of grass on his body became more mature.The author has something to say: The great aunt came without warning, and it hurt so much that I lay in bed all day today, and it was only slightly better at night, and three bowls of brown sugar ginger water dried up......
The article hasn't been changed yet, there may be typos, I'll change it in the evening.First Update 2000 (2000/6000) Chapter 4 List Lin Yue, as a strong woman, naturally can't revolve around her son every day, Mordred has completed the trial, and she has also returned to the United States to pursue her career.What was originally a gentle shout turned into a noisy alarm clock, Mordred stretched his waist and casually made himself a glass of □□, now that he has become a professional player, it is time to change his previous bad habits.Arriving at the training ground in the morning, Mordred signed a contract under the watchful eye of Mourinho, got the number 99 shirt, no flashing lights, no journalists, not even the club's top management, and he became a professional footballer in obscurity.