Football: Starting from the Ronaldo Template

Chapter 133 Locker Room Conversation (First Update)

In the Carrington training base, the Manchester United players had just completed their daily training, and there was only one figure left on the green field.

Chu Feng was very confused. Usually Rashford, Lingard and others would stay and practice for a while.

Why can't I even see a shadow today?

Chu Feng recalled the date. February 2nd was not Valentine’s Day either!

He didn't think about it for too long. After practicing a few sets of cow tail, he walked to the locker room, and the moment he opened the door.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

As a series of low sounds sounded, the colorful ribbons spread out and danced in the air like a group of snakes.

"Oh, let us welcome, the top scorer in the Premier League. Chu!!!"

Lingard put one foot on the table in the center of the dressing room and shouted at the top of his lungs.

“Scored Four Goals!!!”

The rest of the Manchester United players followed suit.

Chu Feng reluctantly took off the ribbon that fell from his hair and said with a smile: "Gentlemen, I must correct you, Salah has the same number of goals as me!"

"So technically I'm not number one!"

Chu Feng suddenly saw Rashford shaking the champagne wildly, so he quickly stopped him: "Marcus, stop your actions quickly and put the champagne back in the refrigerator!"

But Rashford didn't stop moving.

"You know it's not a good habit to open the champagne early, let's think about AC Milan!"

Chu Feng had an idea.

Sure enough, the bloody facts were more deterrent. Rashford hesitated and nodded in agreement, "Okay, I admit that what you said makes sense, but I have to pay for the next four drinks. .”

"It doesn't matter. The single-handed goalkeeper is almost the same as the cashier. I think Chu will like it very much."

Ibrahimovic suddenly joined in and teased.

"Hahaha, do you think Chu can ride a bicycle when paying the bill? Can he knock the cashier down?"

Lingard's laughter echoed in the dressing room.

"You guys!"

Chu Feng stretched out his finger and pointed at everyone.

At the end, he deliberately said seriously with a straight face: "I think it should be possible."

The Manchester United players laughed again when they heard this, and the locker room was filled with joy.

Mourinho deliberately waited outside for a while before walking in. Looking at the mess on the ground, he couldn't help but laugh, "Let's have a small meeting."

"Now that more than half of the season has passed, there are still the last 14 rounds of the league, and the point difference between us and Manchester City has not widened yet."

"So it's OK to celebrate, but don't get too proud and continue to be humble."

"According to the schedule arranged by the FA, we will face Manchester City in the penultimate round. That game should determine the championship!"

"Everyone must be prepared to fight until the last moment!"

Mourinho's tone was not serious, as if he was chatting with an old friend.

He then asked: "The other thing is the Champions League. I want to know what your impression is of it? Zlatan, tell me first."

"I'm very proud of my career and I've never regretted a moment, even if I didn't win the Champions League."

"So the Champions League without me is not worth watching."

Ibrahimovic sat casually on the table, but what he said was very domineering.

"Still the same, David, what about you?"

Mourinho nodded slightly.

"To be honest, I have played enough in the Europa League, so I want to make progress in the Champions League."

"This progress refers to the championship." De Gea shook his gloves and did not hide anything.

"That's right, Chu, what do you think of the Champions League?"

Chu Feng stared blankly at the hand on his thigh.

What are your goals?

Before, it was about improving family conditions, but now he has a weekly salary of 10 pounds and millions in endorsement fees. It can be said that he has achieved that.

What now?

He seemed to have never thought about this problem. Suddenly he recalled his goals, and that feeling made him addicted.

What about the champion?

There seemed to be flames swaying in the wind in his heart. It kept burning in the wind, setting off a prairie fire in an instant.

This is a strong motivation.

Just when the Manchester United players thought he was going to say something bad, Chu Feng's infectious voice rang out.

"I want trophies, FA Cup, EFL Cup, Premier League, Champions League."

"But you can't do this alone, so I think you know what I mean."

The locker room was quiet for a moment.

"Great, that's the answer I wanted."

"Since Sir Alex Ferguson left, Manchester United has not won heavyweight honors like the Premier League and Champions League again. Maybe it's because of the coach, or maybe it's because of the players."

"But those are not issues we should be concerned about. We will definitely win the championship this season!"

"As for the reason?"

"We have the best players and the best head coach."

Mourinho glanced around, took the expressions of the Manchester United players into his mind, and continued: "Not to comfort or to be arrogant, you know I never lie."

"Last season we won Manchester United's only three championships in recent years, which is the best proof. This season we have become even stronger. The top spot in the Premier League is the best proof. Except for Burnley, no team has defeated us, including Chelsea, Liverpool, Arsenal and other giant clubs, this is the best proof."

"I told Chu before that human potential is unlimited, but it is locked in a cabinet. Confidence is the key to unlocking the cabinet."

"Now I'll give it to you too."

Mourinho narrowed his eyes slightly and said deeply.

An interesting episode passed quickly.

The Manchester United players came to Old Trafford the next day. They will face Huddersfield at home in the 26th round of the Premier League, a team that has created great difficulties for them.

Two games in just three days was unrealistic, so Mourinho made a half-rotation lineup, and Chu Feng simply didn't even make the roster.

In the first half, both sides played tepidly and failed to create any scoring opportunities.

When fans thought that Manchester United's 7-0 victory over Tottenham in the last game was just a flash in the pan.

Just 7 minutes into the second half, Lingard made a breakthrough from the wing and made a pass. McTominay scored from the back row with a powerful shot.

1-0!

At the critical moment, McTominay, who has the blood of the Red Devils, stood up. Since Manchester United introduced Kovacic in the winter window, McTominay's playing time was once again squeezed.

Originally, according to Mourinho's intention, he wanted to loan McTominay out to play games.

There are also many English Championship clubs interested in him, such as Leeds United, Fulham and Aston Villa.

But McTominay would rather stay at Manchester United.

In the end, Mourinho chose to respect his disciple's ideas and promised to try his best to give him playing time.

(End of this chapter)