It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 238 Arsenal: Start climbing the tree

"real Madrid:

"The world is colorful, but I hold on to pure white; all things ebb and flow, but my heart is eternal..."

Before the system introduction was finished, Charles interrupted it.

Joining Real Madrid would have been impossible after he joined Barcelona.

High in the sky, the sky was clear and blue. Charles was staring at the white clouds and plane wings outside the window in a daze. Thousands of miles away in London, Wenger was reading poetry and books with great joy.

"Really? Really?"

The assistant coach nodded frantically, "I have received the latest news from the reporter from The Sun. Rosell just went to Charles' home, but the negotiations between the two sides were very unpleasant. Charles has decided to leave Barcelona in this summer window!"

Wenger couldn't believe it for a moment. He paused for a second, suppressed his inner ecstasy, and said tremblingly: "Help me book a flight to the Alps as soon as possible."

"I've already missed him once, I can't miss him a second time. Even if it's a low-cost airline, even if it's economy class, I'll be fine as long as I can get to France as soon as possible."

This time, in preparation for the World Cup, the French national team chose to conduct winter biathlon training at the Tignes Ice Peak Ski Resort in the Alps.

At the same time, this training is not a short-term training. The players have to spend the night in Tignes and carry out adaptation training in high altitude areas.

The reason for this is that South Africa's altitude is more than 1000 meters, while the average altitude in Europe is only 340 meters.

There are no direct flights from London to Tignes, so people usually choose to take the Eurostar.

But this time, in order to save time, Wenger flew directly from Heathrow Airport to Geneva, and then took three trains from Geneva Airport to the Alps.

It took Wenger a total of seven hours from the start to the Alps, and that was when everything went very smoothly.

The sky in the distance had turned dark, but between the sky and the earth, there was still a light blue skylight struggling;
Behind the typical French-style residence, there are snow-capped mountains far away, and her plump and white body is reflected by the light of light blue and dark pink;

The scattered cable cars and dazzling lights together guard this distant loneliness.

In the night breeze, Wenger walked out of the train station.

At 9:30 in the evening, Charles met Wenger at the hotel where he was staying.

Wenger didn't have time to change his clothes and was wearing a classic white shirt, black suit and red tie.

The fatigue from the long journey did not show on his face at all.

Wenger rubbed his hands together, and Charles put his coat on him.

"It's very cold in Tignes at night. I must have been uncomfortable when I first arrived. It's only 9 degrees now. Our training ground is on the snowy mountains. Even in winter, we don't wear such thick clothes."

Wenger smiled and wrapped his clothes tightly, "What did you train today?"

Charles enthusiastically introduced today's training program to Wenger.

"I came late today, so there weren't many training items. The main content was two shooting trainings."

Wenger asked curiously, "Lying on the snow? Isn't it very cold?"

"It's not very cold. There are blankets on the floor."

"That's good, but I saw on the train that Paraguay had 11 in funds stolen while preparing for the war in France. You should be careful when you are in the hotel."

After listening to Wenger's instructions, Charles looked at the stars outside the window and said with a smile, "I will."

"Just remember it. Also, I saw they played a friendly match last Saturday. Will you play in the friendly match on the 26th? I remember there were only three friendly matches before the game."

"It's not certain yet, it's all up to the coach to decide."

The hotel was very quiet and no one came to disturb us.

Wenger raised his head suddenly, "Then would you like me to be your coach?"

"As long as you come to Arsenal, Arsenal can do the same as you were treated in Barcelona."

"Arsenal's beautiful football can lead to a powerful attack. If you want, you can be our commander and your pass can define the direction of Arsenal's attack.

"Likewise, you can also become Arsenal's sharpest sword. Arsenal will give you all the help you need;"

"I can also give you the highest degree of tactical freedom, you can do whatever you think is right on the court."

Ciel pursed his lips.

"For a transfer fee of 100 million, I am willing to take a pay cut to join Arsenal."

After he leaves Barcelona, ​​his playing time will no longer be linked to his salary level.

Wenger contacted him more than once, and as soon as the news came out, he rushed over from London without even changing his clothes.

He never played for the money.

Since Wenger is so sincere, what's wrong with him taking a step forward?
Wenger burst into tears.

"You don't have to reduce your salary. You are the best and deserve the highest salary. Arsenal can still pay you. Just be willing. I will go back and call Ken Fia. He promised me to raise 1 million for me... Charles, don't leave. I will make a call right now, very quickly..."

Charles sat on the sofa and looked at Wenger quietly, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Wenger wiped his tears hastily, rushed to the bathroom quickly, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket tremblingly.

But his hands were shaking so much that Wenger dropped the phone to the ground before he could hold it firmly.

Wenger quickly picked up the phone, wiped it, and started calling Ken Fia.

After five or six seconds, the call was finally connected.

"This is Ken Pheasant, with..."

"Charles has agreed to join us. The transfer fee is 100 million euros. As long as it's 100 million euros, I can use all my salary to pay his salary! I remember our contract is expiring and we will sign a new contract in the summer."

Wenger shouted urgently.

Ken Feia on the other end of the line looked shocked.

"What did you say? You convinced Ciel to join?"

How can you really do what you say?
Wenger said hoarsely, "Hurry up, 100 million euros, 100 million euros, you promised me!"

Ken Feia was in a difficult situation.

Because he didn't get the money last time.

Not a penny was paid!
One hundred million euros? He didn't have a penny.

But on the other hand, Wenger's contract is up and needs to be renewed...

"Okay, okay, I promise you, I will send a fax to Barcelona right now and make an offer for Charles!"

Wenger tightly grasped the phone, and the person in the mirror had red eyes again.

The man he had missed for more than 500 days was finally coming back to Arsenal and he could finally show him off at the Emirates Stadium.

"Charles - I've already made the contact. Arsenal will make an offer for you tonight and we'll discuss the contract tomorrow!"

Wenger walked out of the bathroom excitedly.

"When the summer window opens, I'll take you home!"

Charles also stood up, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Spain.

Busquets, who was lying on the sofa watching TV, suddenly saw a breaking news.

"Charles' relationship with Barcelona broke down, and Arsenal manager Wenger rushed to the French team's training hotel overnight to discuss the signing and transfer with Charles."

"The two sides have reached a preliminary agreement and Arsenal will make a formal offer to Charles this evening."

Then I saw on TV pictures of Rosell going to Charles's house, pictures of Wenger getting off the train in Tignes, and pictures of him and Charles staying at the hotel where the French national team was staying.

Seeing this, Busquets stood up directly.

"Impossible, how can this be true?"

But the photos on TV forced him to believe it.

After looking at the time, Busquets hurriedly picked up his mobile phone, ran to his garage, and drove to Barcelona.

He couldn't believe it, he couldn't believe Barcelona would treat Charles like this, but he didn't dare to bet on the one in ten thousand probability.

He wants to stop all this!
After a long journey, Busquets finally arrived at Barcelona. Garcia was a little surprised that Busquets had arrived here at this time, but he still opened the door for him.

"Sergio, aren't you going to prepare for the national team? Why are you here now?"

Busquets rolled down the window and said, "Charles left his things behind and asked me to pick them up and send them over."

Garcia scratched his head, "Okay, then hurry up, everyone is about to get off work."

"Okay, I know."

After saying that, Busquets drove the car directly to the parking lot, then sprinted to the office and found the fax machine.

After taking another look and making sure that no one was around, Busquets took out a pair of scissors and a flashlight from his pocket, pointed them at the fax machine's network cable, and cut it with a "click".

Garcia, who was in the message room, also took out his cell phone and started to play around.

"Breaking news: Charles will leave Barcelona and move to Arsenal in the summer window. At present, the two sides have reached a preliminary agreement!"

Garcia read the short message over and over again in disbelief, and suddenly thought of Busquets who had just driven over.

Garcia seemed to understand something, turned on the computer and started checking the surveillance playback.

Sure enough, he saw Busquets sneaking into Barcelona's office.

A minute later, Busquets came out.

Garcia took a look at the breaking news on his phone, then looked at the surveillance footage, and finally gritted his teeth and deleted all the surveillance records related to Busquets.

After finishing everything, Busquets felt sweaty all over and took out his mobile phone from his pocket with lingering fear.

The call was quickly answered.

"Charles, I saw on the news that you were transferring to Arsenal, that's fake, right?"

Busquets asked eagerly.

"We have won so many championships together. We can continue to win all the championships like we have now. When we reach the Club World Cup, we can become the six-time champion!"

"Last season we only won five titles, now we can win six titles. No one could be like us before."

"We can win more championships in the future. Didn't you say before that you had been thinking about this summer's preseason for a long time?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to eat roast duck, braised beef in soy sauce, mapo tofu, and visit the Great Wall and have a good time there?"

"And South Korea. It was raining at Camp Nou at the time, and you said you had never seen edible toothpicks. You must take a good look at them then."

"Didn't we agree that 'Today and tomorrow, Barcelona will always be in my heart'?"

"There's no way you could leave, right?"

Charles was silent.

"Rosell said I have become a burden to Barcelona. Barcelona is facing a financial crisis. He needs all players to reduce their salaries. Even salary deferral is not allowed."

“So I had to leave.”

Busquets' mind went blank.

"What salary cut? I've never heard of this!"

"What is Rosell doing? He is going to destroy Barcelona."

Charles walked to the window. There were many bright stars outside.

"I had to leave."

After a moment of hysteria, Busquets also fell silent.

"So it's true, you want to go to Arsenal? They can't give you that much money, it's not the right place for you. And with Cruyff here, Rosell can't do anything, you can rest assured to stay in Barcelona."

There was no sound from the other end of the phone.

Busquets knew that Rosell had completely broken Charles' heart.

The lights of Camp Nou are still bright, but the red and blue number seven will be missing here forever.

"...Then you better be good in Arsenal, and don't let me meet you in the Champions League, otherwise, I will definitely eliminate you."

"Ah."

Busquets regretted what he said.

"Forget it, you must make it to the Champions League final. I'll wait for you in the final."

"Ah."

On the other side, Guardiola hurriedly knocked on Cruyff's door.

"Is Russell crazy? How dare he treat the team's hero like this?"

Cruyff also looked livid.

"Pep, don't be impatient..."

"How can I not be anxious? The damn Roselle wants to sell my core!"

London.

Soon, this breaking news spread throughout the UK, and almost everyone knew that Charles was about to join Arsenal.

The other teams in London immediately felt bad.

It's over, old guy Wenger got there first.

Isn't he always a step slow in doing everything?

When Abu received the news, he was completely stunned.

"What stage are they at now?"

The secretary also looked innocent, "I don't know."

"Then what are you still doing here? Hurry up and apply for a flight route. I want to go to Tignes now!"

the next day.

Netizens who saw this explosive news were boiling with excitement.

【Arsenal Bar】

“Is it true or false that Charles is moving to Arsenal?”

"It has to be true! I saw with my own eyes the transfer offer for Charles printed out on Barcelona's fax machine."

"I told my mom yesterday that Arsenal want to buy a big player (Charles) within 48 hours. The news is reliable. They have already signed the contract and are ready to announce it directly when the summer transfer window opens. Everyone in the circle knows it, but they just haven't said it out loud."

"My mother slaughtered the five-year-old sow without saying a word, and asked the village chief to notify the villagers to come to my house for dinner. My father and my brothers immediately got busy preparing dozens of pig-killing dishes."

"My sisters carried their wine jugs and rode on motorcycles at the entrance of the village to the town to buy wine. When they came back, they wiped the ancestral tablets and burned some incense to thank them for finally appearing. The whole family was so excited that they worked until 1 a.m. before going to bed."

"I got up early this morning and started cooking and setting the table. Several villagers came early with firecrackers and sat down with my dad to smoke."

"I sigh that the situation of the board of directors is good this year, which allows everyone to live a life with hope. I must make a few good pots today."

"As he was talking, my dad dug out the old wine that we had buried eight years ago and prepared for the championship, and filled a small cup with it. He also said that since it was this year, it wouldn't hurt to drink it early."

"When Charles comes, the Premier League will be peaceful. When Charles comes, there will be a blue sky!"

"By noon, most of the villagers had arrived and the dishes were served, but they insisted on waiting for the authoritative media in Spain, Britain or France to announce the news before they started eating. I went to check it out."

"So the village chief took out the only K-Touch in the village and gave it to me. I nodded excitedly and immediately climbed up the old locust tree in the yard. After half an hour of browsing, I finally entered the forum."

"Dad was yelling down there, asking what was going on. I quickly looked over, but there was nothing going on!"

"When the villagers heard this, they all rushed out."

"My mother was the most excited. She went to the kitchen to get a rolling pin before rushing over and telling me to go down and kill me!"

"I'm still in the tree. Can anyone tell me whether Ciel has signed the contract?"

Don’t worry, what the author said before is still valid.

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