From the Country Team To the Rich

  Chapter 464 Egoists

  The next day, the crew of the crew moved into Hoffenheim.

  While some of the staff wearing photographic vests looked at the Jurgen Stadium with large bags and small bags, the villagers also ran out curiously to watch the excitement.

  When they knew that this was going to be a movie, they became more excited one by one, and some even took the initiative to help.

  In addition to framing this time, we also have to contact players and fans.

  When Morsi and Gray came to the crew, both of them looked extremely stiff.

  It's okay to let them shoot in front of tens of thousands of people, but let them face the camera and tell their past, one by one, they couldn't help but couldn't say anything.

  Finally, they decided to write a manuscript, and then memorize it.

  It took a full day to get it done.

  When Gray and Morsi walked out of the crew, the whole person was in a trance state.

   "I would rather run 5000 meters + shooting training than filming, this is simply too painful." Morsi said helplessly.

  Gray grinned; "We are not filming, at most it is a reminiscence speech, but it's really bad enough."

   After a pause, Gray said suddenly; "What are your plans?"

  Mursi stunned for a moment, and immediately seemed to understand the other party's meaning, and smiled; "Retire this year!"

  Gray looked at each other and said; "So fast?"

Morsi shrugged; "I am 37 years old. I have devoted too much to football. Now I should return to my family. I plan to spend a year with my family and spend a good vacation. How about you? "

  Gray was silent for a while and said; "I still want to hold on."

  Mursi nodded, he knows what Gray wants, he just wants to go to the Champions League to have a look, and with Hoffenheim’s performance now, it is very likely to qualify for the Champions League.

   "Zarno hasn't given up yet."

  "He is the most stubborn, but sometimes he really has to admit his fate. We are already too old."

  At this moment, Morsi suddenly laughed.

  Gray didn’t know why; "What are you laughing at?"

  Mursi smiled; "I just find it interesting. I didn't expect that the highest achievement among us was Kira!"

  The player from the Newster Warriors, the physical monster, who only knows how to run with his head, came to Gray’s mind.

  At that time, they did not ridicule Kira's technical roughness, but roughness has the advantages of roughness. At least he has been very well under Christopher, and achieved the semi-finals in Porto Sporting. This year, he is preparing to hit the Champions League.

"There are really few people left!" Gray said suddenly; "Wei Lauch is also ready to retire this year, Azoko can't play the main force, Silva was replaced this year, the first batch of Hoffenheim The players have gradually left here."

   "This is probably our mission!" After Morsi finished speaking, he suddenly smiled bitterly; "No! It should be your mission, I left too early."

Gray suddenly patted the opponent's back fiercely and said, "Hey! Man, anybody would do the same at the time. After all, you didn't live up to your career. You've seen the top scenery, this enough."

  Mursi smiled and nodded; "So I envy Leo's little ghosts."

  "They are the key to the rise of Hoffenheim. We have been helping them to pave the way so that they can exercise in the best environment. I believe that the future of Hoffenheim will have an extremely bright experience."

  Morsey patted Gray Road; "Today the club gives us a holiday, go, and have a few drinks at Lawrence?"

  "Drinking?" Gray was a little hesitant. What if he gets caught?

  Mursi smiled; "Hey, who cares about us, we are all about to retire, and we will not be the main force."

  Hearing this, Gray couldn't help but smiled and said: "Let's go!"

  Ten minutes later, Gray and Morsi stood awkwardly at the door of the bar.

  The two looked at each other and saw the panic in each other's eyes.

  There is only one reason.

  On the bar in front of them, there was a black-haired man sitting.

  They can recognize each other just by looking at the back.

  Zhang now drank a glass of wine, looked down at his watch, and said; "If I remember correctly, there will be training today."

  Gray quickly said; "The club gives us a holiday, let us cooperate with the crew."

  Zhang Xian just remembered now, and could not help but nodded slightly, and said, "Come and do it."

Forehead.

  The two looked at each other again, bitterly and walked over.

  The two of them sat on either side of Zhang Xian, looking particularly restrained.

  Lawrence dragged his chin, watching this scene interestingly, and joked; "Two, what to drink? Dark beer or red wine?"

  Gray glared at Lawrence fiercely, and said loudly; "We are thirsty, drink some water!"

   Morsi nodded pretendingly; "We are really thirsty."

   Lawrence raised an eyebrow and joked; "Really drink water?"

   "Yes!"

"Yes!"

  As soon as the two of them spoke, Zhang Xian suddenly said; "Give them two glasses of beer and count mine."

After hearing this, the three of them looked at Zhang Xian in surprise.

  Zhang Xian waved his hand and said, "Drink, I won't tell Steven."

  Grey and Morsi looked at each other.

  Drink?

  At this time, Lawrence had already passed the beer to the two of them, and immediately looked at Zhang Xian with a smile; "The general manager who encourages the players to drink, you should be the first."

   "The situation is different, and even if their bodies don't drink, they don't have much physical strength." Zhang Xian said truthfully.

  Gray grinned with Morsi, feeling very heartbroken.

  Lawrence glanced at the three of them, and suddenly said; “I’m all here today, it just happens that I have a problem.”

  No one said anything.

  Lawrence stared at Zhang Xian and said; "Before, you drove Schneider Bach away because he was a cancer?"

  Hearing this, Gray and Morsi also looked at Zhang Xian.

  In fact, they have always been curious about this issue.

  After all, Zhang Xian's method of driving away Schneider Bach at that time was a brutal method, which shocked many people.

  Zhang Xian took a sip of his drink and said, "No, no!"

"What's the meaning?"

  All three of them looked over curiously.

Zhang Xiandao; "He has to go. The cancer problem is on the one hand, but on the other hand, he has too much power in the dressing room and oppresses too many players, so he has to go. But more importantly, that guy is uneasy. I admit that he has a certain talent. If he trains hard, he may not be able to become an excellent star, but if he conflicts with my interests, then I will drive him away."

   Lawrence grinned; "So, you still want to drive him away, right?"

  Zhang Xian did not shy away; "Yes!"

  Lawrence said helplessly; "You just admit it?"

  "What's the problem?" Zhang Xian shrugged; "Time has passed so long, what influence does he have here? Morsi, Gray, Bob, Leo, which one is not more popular than him."

   After a pause, Zhang Xian smiled and said; "Besides, do you still miss him?"

Forehead.

  Lawrence shook his head helplessly.

think?

  Think of a fart!

  It is estimated that many people have forgotten that Hoffenheim once had such a person.

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