Toot

toot....

Kliek looked at the mobile phone with a busy tone, and was speechless for a while!

Especially thinking back to before the phone hung up, a female voice cursed angrily on the phone... FUCK! Bastard! Biao Zi raised it....

The depression in my heart is even more indescribable!

Fortunately, Heitinga quickly called back and asked him to go directly to Molde's director to ask for someone, and he felt a little better.

Looking at the time, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and Creek made a plan to go again tomorrow.

I hurried back to the hotel to rest.

......

The next day, at the gate of the Molde training base.

Garland, who had been sleepless all night, and Muir, who was full of energy, stood in the doorway and chatted.

"You guy, your heart is so big!"

"Huh." Muhe lit a cigarette and said with a smile: "Isn't this a matter of sooner or later?" Besides, you and I are mentally prepared!

"That's what I said!"

"But I didn't expect Ajax to move so fast!"

Garland was sad, "As soon as Chen Feng leaves, the strength of the team will be greatly reduced, especially next, our opponent is Rosenberg, who ranks second!"

"That's a fierce enemy!"

"Are you sure?"

"If you had asked me this a few days ago, I would have answered yes!" Muhe flicked off the soot and spat out the clouds, "Now, there's a fart!"

"What about that?"

"So I need you to do me a favor!"

"What's busy?"

"When the people of Ajax come, let's do this..." Three

minutes later, Creek appeared at the gate as promised, and the three of them hugged each other cordially like long-lost old friends... In fact, the two sides don't know each other at all!

Muhe led the way, Garland accompanied Creek, and the three slowly walked towards the base.

Garland said kindly: "Look at you, Heitinga has already spoken to me on the phone, and we are not not letting people go, and you also specially ran over." Kleick

shot back, "You don't know, Chen Feng is a player handpicked by our manager, he attaches great importance to it, I must come to pick it up!" "

Oh? Is it?

Muhe interjected.

"Of course!"

"Can Mr. Nakley tell me that your Ajax second-team manager values Chen so much, why do you want him out on loan? Why did it take so long to pick him up? "

This..."

Kleek said for a while, TMD, he couldn't tell these guys that Heitinga didn't pay attention to Chen Feng at all, and he came to him when no one was available!

Garland pretended to glance at Mue with anger and hurriedly spoke up.

The three skipped the awkward topic and walked towards the training ground.

It was 8:30 a.m., and only two people were training tirelessly on the training ground.

Chen Feng is practicing dribbling!

Haaland is practicing shooting!

Seeing this scene, Kleiek nodded his head deeply, sure enough, the so-called genius is just a lot more sweat and effort than others!

The three stopped for a moment and left.

Although the people are gone, the waves set off stay on the training ground.

After Haaland shot the last ball under his feet into the goal, he picked up the towel on his shoulder, wiped the sweat indiscriminately, and threw the water bottle to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng took it and also stopped training.

Bang Bang -

Neither of them spoke, only the sound of water entering their throats kept ringing in the venue.

Hiccup -

Soon, two bottles of underwater belly, the two burped at the same time, and laughed at the same time.

"Going to eat?"

Chen Feng sent out an invitation, and Haaland gladly accepted.

On the way, the absent-minded Haaland finally asked the question he wanted to know the most, "You, are you really leaving?" Chen

Feng held back for a long time before he spit out a 'hmm'!

Boom - a huge sense of loss suddenly appeared, in a state of encirclement, tightly encircling Haaland, temperament boy, eyes instantly red.

He looked up at the sky, trying not to let the tears fall.

Long-term running-in, tacit understanding of multiple games, and private relationships make teenagers feel separated, which is a difficult thing to accept!

Gathering and parting is a never-ending note in life, and a short parting is just for a better encounter!

Chen Feng put away his sad mood and said lightly: "However, with the talent and strength of the two of us, this time apart, we will definitely see each other again in a short time."

"Where to meet?"

"It won't be in the arena, will it?"

"If there is a day, I will not be soft!"

Haaland, who had already collected his emotions, joked again.

"you!"

After Chen Feng rushed up and kicked two feet, he smiled and said, "Who knows what will happen in the future, but there is one thing I know very well!" "

What?"

"I will definitely land in the five major leagues before you!"

"Dream you! It must be me first!

"Erlin, don't forget, Lao Tzu is going back to Ajax this time, and if I also gain a foothold there, I will get more opportunities than you!"

"You bastard, before you left, you started to dislike Molde, I'm going to tell Mue!"

"There you go, blah

, blah..." the

familiar, pleasant laughter sounded again.

Time will erase everything, but it can't erase the memories that impress people's minds!

......

"Garland, just say, what the hell does it mean."

"You and Mue, you two acting with me?"

"One gives a good face, the other gives a bad face, shouldn't it be that you don't want to release people?"

In the office, Kleek felt that something was wrong with these two old foxes from the moment they met, and they chatted for a long time, but they didn't get to the point, so they just had a direct showdown!

"How is that possible?!"

Garland said, "We Molde are also creditworthy, well, we will deal with it according to the contract." "

Chen Feng is on loan from us, you want to take him back, of course we won't stop it, it's just, there is a small matter, I want to ask you."

"Say it!"

Kreek showed an expression that—sure enough, I expected!

Garland and Muir looked at each other, and eventually the boss stepped up and made the request.

"We want to let Chen Feng play the last game without Molde!"

"Wait for the next round of league to end."

"You go back to Ajax with him, is that okay?"

Poof—the coffee was sprayed directly and landed on the ends of Mue's hair, and Kleek cried out sorry, mainly because he really didn't expect such a request.

Muir didn't care, took the handkerchief that Garland handed over, and wiped it casually.

Sincerely said: "Look, our club also helps you train young players, after training for so long, such a small request, is it not excessive?"

"This can't work!"

"I've

seen your fixtures, your next round of Eredivisie is on Saturday, and our game is on Wednesday, so there's plenty of time."

Without waiting for Kleek to finish speaking, Muir interrupted him!

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