"hehe,"

“I followed this game.”

Ferguson laughed in front of a reporter from Manchester United TV.

"I have to admit that this game is quite interesting."

However, Ferguson did not directly respond to Zheng Zhi's issue, but talked about the England team.

"Kegan's team failed, which is actually predictable. After all, going to play thousands of miles away and you have to overcome the jet lag problem. The players' condition is indeed not guaranteed. It is normal to play any result when you are worried about injury."

Then he changed his words, curled his smile, and pointed the finger directly at the FA.

"So there is no point in playing such a game, except for consuming the players' physical fitness and enthusiasm."

"I'm very worried about what kind of state David and Paul will come into after returning to the club. For clubs like Manchester United, the first-team players are almost the main players of their respective national teams. Often, after the national team game week, it's difficult for us to play in the form."

The drunkard's intention is not to drink, Ferguson turned out to be a swearing FA.

“That’s why we’ve been against playing boring friendly matches!”

"Luckily, Wenger's players went there too."

"But, we have the Champions League!"

All the laughter before was fake, but he was actually very angry. His team is currently in the league, the FA Cup and the European Champions League, and he can't stand the slightest bit of carelessness, but his players are running around and exhausted. How can he not be angry?

The reporter was still thinking about talking to Ferguson about Zheng Zhi, but Ferguson only has the FA in his eyes now...

"Alex,"

"Have you noticed the news mentioned by the Manchester Evening News? They suggest that you sign Chinese player Zheng, which will help increase the team's bench thickness?"

"I've read it." Ferguson did not refuse to talk about this issue.

"But I am the head coach of Manchester United."

"I also noticed that once we reach the final, our opponent may still be Bayern Munich. If that kid can lead the team to snipe Bayern Munich again, he does have such a chance."

This is very obvious. The meaning is that if Zheng Zhi can lead Frankfurt to play a beautiful result again against Bayern Munich, maybe Ferguson would consider him.

...

...

These words were passed to the Sports Weekly through Manchester United TV and to Zheng Zhi who had just returned to Frankfurt.

Yan Qiang told Zheng Zhi enthusiastically, "It seems you are really attracted to Manchester United."

"If you lead the team to beat Bayern in the Olympics next week, maybe you'll play at Old Trafford next season."

Yan Qiang was very excited when he thought about it.

However, Zheng Zhi seemed calm and did not stir up any ripples.

Why take this unreliable thing seriously? He is not a three-year-old child. This is just like the domestic media bragging about Zhang Linpeng's possible joining Real Madrid. It is just to satisfy the vanity of fans and media. For players, if you believe it, you are really a fool.

"Why aren't you excited?"

Looking at Zheng Zhi with a calm face, Yan Qiang really didn't understand. For any player, being able to get the attention of the head coach of the wealthy club would be a blessing for eight lifetimes. Zheng Zhi was like a woman who would never have an orgasm.

"Why am I excited?" Zheng Zhi asked back, "It's not that I received the contract from the other party. You guys like to take advantage of the popularity of wealthy families. They just say it casually, don't take it seriously."

"For me, the most important thing at the moment is to play Wolfsburg well at home, and then consider Bayern Munich next week."

"Be realistic, I won't become a hot commodity."

"Okay, what about the Bundesliga, the Bundesliga is OK, is Leverkusen interested in you? This is almost an open secret. If you don't consider England, you're likely not in Frankfurt next season."

"That's nothing. Everything is happening this summer. I will not be affected by any news. This is the agent's business. I just want to play football well. Brother Qiang, do you understand? A professional player must have his professional ethics. If he is thinking about where he will be next season all day, he will definitely not have the heart to play football. Also, you should write more real reports in Frankfurt. If you write that kind of news like a website, you will lose the authority of the football in Sports Weekly."

"Oh, I've educated me. But my reports have always been very objective." Yan Qiang was a little ashamed. He didn't expect that Zheng Zhi could tell him a big reason because of this. "But there is one thing that is really groundless."

"What's up?"

"Xie Hui, Xie Hui may come to Germany to play football."

"I know this. He and Wu Di have communicated with each other, but there is no sign of the horoscope yet."

Speaking of Xie Hui, Zheng Zhi became interested.

"He can't help but come now, after all, Aachen is only a second-tier team."

"What about your opinion?"

“My comment,”

"It's better to play in Germany than playing in A A. The platform is different, and the confrontation is more intense, but the income is definitely not as high as A. It depends on how you choose."

"Then Xie Hui personally prefers it?"

"I don't know..." Zheng Zhi murmured, "After all, Zhou Ning played a bit hard in the German second division. But Shao Jiayi played well, so he still had to be correct, grit his teeth and persevere. If he changes the environment of playing football, there will always be an adaptation period."

Yan Qiang also sighed, "Yes, it is said that the Bundesliga is a paradise for Chinese players to study abroad, but in fact, it has to rely on their own efforts, not to say that there is a platform."

The two were chatting, and Klose walked over from a distance, feeling proud.

Klose scored goals in his first appearance for the German team, and he scored two goals at one time. He is the striking figure in German football this week.

"Hey, Milo."

"Do you deserve a treat? You are the most dazzling striker in Germany now." Even Zheng Zhi joked.

"No, no, I'm not." Klose was also very low-key.

"Yanker is. When I was on the court, he had already helped Germany lead 4:0. My two goals behind me mean nothing."

This week, Germany faced Moldova at home, and Germany beat Moldova 6:0. Klose scored twice on the bench in the second half and performed very well.

"And you, you can score two goals in England, and I scored two in Moldova, it's really not worth mentioning."

"..." Yan Qiang, who was standing beside him, smiled a little, thinking to himself, why are these two guys so low-key?

"Come on, you guys, like your age, many players play football in the national youth team, but you play in the national team!"

“???”

"Do you want to say we are young? No, no, no," Klose shook his head, but he didn't know that his mentality had changed too much compared to the past.

"18-year-old Irving is the main player in England, 17-year-old Ronaldo has won the World Cup, and 18-year-old..."

Yan Qiang: "..."
Chapter completed!