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Chapter 41 Not Everyone Is Like You

Wang Lie received McNeill's call after he returned home and had dinner.

After dinner, his son Wang Ziqi curled up on the sofa in the living room, playing a football game on the console, controlling Tyne to play against Sofia. However, the game had not yet updated the latest data, so his father was still at Sofia, so he could not control his father in the game.

It is worth mentioning that even in the game, the AI ​​did not let his father start the game...

This made Wang Ziqi's fighting spirit even stronger, and he shouted in the living room that he must defeat Sofolian.

His wife Tang Xingmei sat opposite her husband, with her chin propped up and a smile on her face as she watched her husband paint with their daughter.

This is a rare and warm time that belongs only to their family.

No matter how windy and rainy it is outside, entering this house and being with his family is Wang Lie's best safe haven. Here he can let go of all his defenses, just enjoy the relaxation and pleasure brought to him by his family, and recharge his tired self.

It is only during this half month, when his family is around, that he can have such a pleasant time.

Then the happy atmosphere was broken by the ringing of a cell phone.

When Wang Lie first heard the ringing sound, he frowned and looked a little unhappy.

But after seeing who was calling, he picked up the phone.

"Hey Sam, good evening."

"Good evening, King. Is it convenient for you now?"

"It's convenient, just tell me."

"He rejected that suggestion, King."

Wang Lie was stunned for a moment.

Seeing Wang Lie answering the phone, his wife Tang Xingmei stood up and took over, preparing to replace her husband to accompany their daughter. She noticed that something was wrong with him and gave him a questioning look.

Wang Lie did not explain to her, as if he did not notice the gaze his wife gave him at all. He just stood up, walked through the living room, walked out of the room, and came to the backyard.

After closing the glass door and sitting on a chair in the backyard, he asked McNeill, "Sam, did you tell him that in that tactic, with my involvement and running, he could also get a lot of shooting opportunities?"

"I told him, how could I not? He rejected me once at the beginning, and then I explained the tactics to him in detail, but he still refused. He said he was not used to and did not like playing in the midfield. I also told him that he could return to the starting lineup by changing his position and playing style... but it didn't work for him. He was very determined."

After McNeill finished explaining on the other end of the phone, he added:

"Honestly, Wang, I'm not surprised by this result. I told you before - if Dean could be persuaded so easily, he wouldn't be like this now. Your idea is right in theory, but it's hard to do in practice... I'm not criticizing you, Wang. There's nothing wrong with pursuing victory, and there's nothing wrong with using a great goal to motivate the players. In fact, that's what I did.

"But a team usually has 20 to 30 people, and there are 25 people who can register to participate in the competition. The team is very complicated. You want to force everyone to fight together as a whole. The theory is correct, but it is difficult to achieve in practice. After all, your teammates are not data in the game. As long as you input the command, they will definitely follow it. They are all living people with their own ideas, and they are not controlled by you...

"I'm glad you helped Vitini. He has indeed matured a lot. But Vitini is your fan. He is willing to believe in you and listen to you unconditionally. What about the other people in this team? Are they all your fans? Can they fight and strive for you just based on a few words from you?"

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Wang Lie was still sitting on the chair in the backyard. He had finished his call, but he did not move.

Wherever he looked, it was the house of his next-door neighbor.

The white villa is still clearly visible in the night.

The light was on in one of the rooms on the second floor, and warm white light shone through the window.

In addition, there was bright light in the floor-to-ceiling glass windows on the first floor, but the curtains were drawn so you couldn't see clearly inside.

But it was obvious that someone was living there tonight.

It was completely different from the dark hole he saw on the first day he moved here.

This means that Sonny Dean stayed at home obediently tonight and did not go out to fool around.

He really had an urge to knock on Dean's door and ask him what he really thought...

At this moment, Wang Lie suddenly felt someone put a coat on him.

Looking back, it was his wife Tang Xingmei. She was wearing a thick coat and had just put on a down jacket.

She also blamed him: "You went out to make a phone call without telling me to put on some clothes. It's so cold outside. What if you catch a cold?"

Wang Lie shook his head: "I didn't notice..."

"What's wrong?" Tang Xingmei sat down next to her husband, and at the same time took his hand and held it in her own.

Wang Lie wanted to answer directly, but his mouth was already open, and he realized that this could not be explained in just a few words, so he simply stood up, pulled his wife and walked back: "Let's go back to the house and talk, it's cold outside."

After entering the house, they avoided the children and sat down in the side hall. Wang Lie started talking about how he went to the head coach to ask for advice during training, and continued talking about the content of McNeil's call to him just now.

After explaining the whole story, Wang Lie sighed, "Actually, I know McNeill is right. There are so many people in the team, and everyone has their own agenda. Not to mention that Tyne is a well-known 'mercenary', and they are not united at all. I still don't have enough people to rely on, and I can't form a majority in the team...

"And the most important thing is that the original goal of this team was to avoid relegation. Now it seems that relegation should not be a problem. It is not impossible for them to fight for European wars, but they will probably be satisfied if they can participate in the Europa League or UEFA Champions League next season. If they want to push forward..."

Wang Lie shook his head when he said this.

"If you can win the UEFA Champions League relatively easily, why do you have to fight so hard to qualify for the Champions League? Not to mention that you may not win it... Of course they can be satisfied with participating in the UEFA Champions League, or even the Europa League. But I can't, I won't give up. I still want to play in the Champions League... Why is it so difficult to do something?"

After Tang Xingmei listened to her husband's complaints quietly, she asked, "Is Dean that powerful? He's the only one who can do it?"

"Tyne's strength is indeed very good in the current attacking lineup. If he can perform at his normal level, it will be a great help to the team." Wang Lie gave a very fair evaluation.

"But isn't he a substitute for the team? And even without him in the starting lineup, I think the team's performance is still okay, right?"

“Don’t be fooled by the fact that the team seems to have escaped the relegation zone step by step after he came on the bench, but that’s all. Being able to escape the relegation zone doesn’t mean we can enter the Champions League zone. As for being a substitute…his substitution has nothing to do with his ability, it’s mainly about his attitude…well, that’s his usual problem,” Wang Lie explained.

Tang Xingmei nodded: "I know, it's a character flaw. How old is Dean?"

"Twenty... twenty-seven years old?" Wang Lie was not very sure at first, but after recalling it, he gave a definite answer.

"Ah, I thought he was only in his early twenties. Listening to you talk about him, he seems like a young boy..." Tang Xingmei's eyes suddenly lit up as she spoke:
"Eh?"

"what happened?"

Tang Xingmei smiled and said, "Nothing, I just think he looks like our son."

Wang Lie was confused and didn't understand why his wife said that.

So Tang Xingmei explained to him in detail: "I just feel that Dean is like a child who has not grown up. Do you remember that when we decided to send Qiqi back to China, he was very awkward for a while, very naughty, disobedient, and unreasonable, which gave us a headache..."

Wang Lie nodded repeatedly.

He had a deep impression of this incident because it troubled him and his wife for a long time and made his wife exhausted.

But why should we send these children back to China and let them become “left-behind children” for no reason?

The reason is that he and his wife do not want their children to receive the so-called "awakening" education in this crappy place like England.

Although their children can receive high-level football training by staying in the UK, Wang Lie and Tang Xingmei both believe that compared with football, the three values ​​and personality of their children are more important - regardless of their children's football talent, whether they will choose the path of professional football in the future is still uncertain, but a correct three values ​​is more indispensable for their children's future.

They don’t want their children to come back from school one day and ask them stupid questions like “Why don’t I have two dads or two moms?” or say something like “The teacher said that although I am a boy, I can also be a girl”…

So they decided to send the child back to China in January 2036 to be taken care of by his grandmother.

Although it is said that the grandma will take care of the child, in fact, the child can also add vitality to the grandma's life of living alone, which is also good for the elderly. After all, no matter how many nannies there are, no matter how good they are, they cannot provide emotional value to the elderly and meet their emotional needs. When people get old, they always hope that their children and grandchildren can be with them. If the son cannot do it because of his career, having a grandson is also enough.

It sounds like a best of both worlds, but the child doesn't think so.

Wang Zilin was still young at the time, only three years old, and stayed in the UK temporarily with his parents. Wang Ziqi celebrated his sixth birthday in November 2035, and on September 2036, , he would have to go to primary school and return to China for compulsory education.

Even though his mother appealed to his feelings and reason with him and made many promises, he still felt "abandoned".

So even though he was sent back to China in the end, and his mother even spent the Spring Festival with him, after his mother and sister left, he became a "naughty child", and his grandmother's discipline was definitely not as strict as his parents, which really made Tang Xingmei tired during that period.

"Do you know why he's not so awkward and a little more sensible?"

How could Wang Lie not know about this? Because in a sense, he was also affected, and the impact was far-reaching and the repercussions are still there today.

"My mom fell and injured herself last July."

Tang Xingmei nodded: "Yes. When our mother fell, Qiqi was right next to her. At first he thought grandma was playing a joke on him and clapped his hands for joy... but then he found out grandma couldn't get up and started crying out of fear."

The incident happened suddenly. Tang Xingmei was taking her little daughter to the kindergarten to go through the admission procedures and was not at home at all.

Nanny Sister Deng is out buying groceries and is not at home either.

What about Wang Lie, the father and son?
In July, he returned to Manchester to participate in team training and prepare for the new season.

Besides grandma Zhou Hong, there is only her son Wang Ziqi at home.

Faced with such an emergency, Wang Ziqi had no idea what to do.

Later, it was the grandmother who comforted the frightened Wang Ziqi while asking him to get her a cell phone, and then she lay on the ground and called her daughter-in-law.

Only then did Tang Xingmei realize that her mother-in-law had fallen at home and was lying on the ground, unable to get up.

She immediately called the 120 emergency center, then rushed home with her daughter in a panic, not even bothering to complete the kindergarten admission procedures.

Although Tang Xingmei never blamed her son after this incident - it was not his responsibility that his grandmother fell down, it was normal for a six-year-old child to be frightened and at a loss as to what to do when faced with an unexpected incident.

But since then, Wang Ziqi has changed a lot and is no longer as ignorant as before.

Wang Lie was surprised: "What does this have to do with Dean?"

Tang Xingmei said, "Don't worry. I don't know about Dean's family background... but I think Dean is a bit similar to our son. He seems to have gotten into a dead end and can't get out. At this time, no matter how much you talk to him, it's useless. He even knows that you are right, but he just doesn't want to listen. What can you do? You can still beat your own child. Although he may not listen to you after beating him, at least you can vent your anger. Dean, you can't really beat him, can you?"

Wang Lie fell into deep thought.

"I just think that no matter how much you say to this kind of person, it's useless. It will only make you anxious and angry, but he will act as if nothing happened. You still have to let him experience some things on his own and figure it out on his own. If he can't figure it out on his own, no matter what others say, it's useless. If he has figured it out on his own, he doesn't need you to say anything more. Children, especially boys, are basically like this."

Wang Lie frowned and asked, "What kind of experience will it take for him to figure it out?"

Tang Xingmei shook her head: "I don't know. But I think you shouldn't worry about it here, just do your own thing. Didn't you say it yourself? As long as you can lead them to win, more and more people will support you. Don't you have the confidence to lead them to win now?"

Wang Lie looked at his wife, and his wife was also looking at him with burning eyes.

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"what's the result?"

McNeill looked at the message sent by Varro on his mobile phone and simply called him.

"It seems that this is not something that can be explained in just a few words." Cesar Varo said after answering the phone. "Let me guess...Wang is angry and lost his temper with you?"

McNeill shook his head and said, "If that's the case, it's fine..."

Then he repeated to Varro what he had said to Wang Lie.

After listening to Varro, he said:

"You're right, Sam. Although we made Wang the captain, he actually has no foundation in this team. He can't really think that if he raises his arm and calls for everyone to rush forward... I don't know whether he overestimates his personal charm or underestimates his own uniqueness. People like him who are obsessed with victory and honor to the point of paranoia are the only ones in the entire world of football. Not everyone is like him, rushing forward tirelessly at the age of 38."

McNeill said: "At first, I thought the same as you, thinking that Wang would be furious after I said this. But in fact, he was silent for a long time, so long that I thought the call was disconnected at some point... I could feel that these words really hit him."

Valor: "So you can't bear it? Well, this doesn't really fit in with your image as a 'King's fan'... Are you worried that King will become suspicious of you and then develop a rift in his heart?"

McNeill: "No, it's not. I just... it's rare for me to feel the king's low mood and his powerlessness. What impression did the king give us before? Tough, paranoid, and never stop fighting..."

"He's going to be 38 years old after all. Whether he admits it or not, he should be able to feel the changes brought about by aging. In the past, he could certainly say 'I want to do this and that', and then he could really do it. But now, no matter how beautifully he says it, he can't actually do it -

"We all know that what he calls the 'bigger stage' is not competitions like the UEFA League or the Europa League, but the Champions League. But how can he participate in the Champions League just because he says so? He may have made a habit of boasting and then found out that he can't do it anymore, so he is a little depressed," Varo analyzed.

"I know it's hard to accept that you're getting older and less powerful, but you have to accept it, whether he likes it or not. Sam, you once said that the king's heart hasn't aged yet, and you think this is his advantage. But don't you think about how tragic it is for him that his heart hasn't aged, but his body has?"

Faced with the questions raised by his assistant, McNeill fell into the same silence as Wang Lie just now.

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Sonny Dean turned over in his bedroom bed.

He had turned off the lights some time ago, but he still hadn't fallen asleep.

He always thought about the head coach looking for him during the day.

McNeill took great pains to convince him, but he ultimately rejected the suggestion that he should switch to midfield.

The reason for the refusal was, on the one hand, as he told his head coach:
As he has always played as a striker, he can be asked to play as a winger, but asking him to play as a midfielder, winger or central midfielder requires him to adapt himself. He is not used to it, not good at it, and does not like to do it.

He didn't say another reason because it was really hard to say:

He knew that this suggestion was made by Wang Lie, and he also knew why Wang Lie made this suggestion.

I just hope that I can help the team qualify for the Champions League next season.

Why should I let him have his way?

What does Tyne's qualification for the Champions League next season have to do with me?
I'll be in Kensington next season!

What does the king’s own goals and ambitions have to do with me?
What benefit would I get from helping him realize his ambition?
When he rejected the head coach and walked out of the office, he even felt a little happy.

I felt that I had finally scored a goal against Wang Lie.

However, when it was late at night and he lay in bed preparing to go to sleep, the vague uneasiness in his heart prevented him from falling asleep peacefully.

Based on his understanding of Wang Lie, that bad temper... If he knew tomorrow that he had rejected the head coach, he couldn't imagine how angry he would be.

Will he kill me?
Dean didn't want to go to training when he thought about facing an angry bull tomorrow...

And if Wang Lie really had a bad quarrel with him in the team, and the media found out... he didn't know what would happen to Wang Lie, but he would definitely be scolded.

Damn it… I thought I was free after signing the contract with Kensington in advance.

Who would have thought that a king would come!
And with him comes endless trouble!

No wonder people on the Internet say that he causes harm wherever he goes!

If you want to fight, fight on your own!
If you want to win, win it yourself!
Don't fucking tie me up!
What are you dragging away...

Who asked you to delay?
You just let it go!
Just treat me as a dead person!

Fuck!
Sonny Dean cursed in his heart and turned over again, from lying on his side to lying on his back, just lying straight on the bed.

Like a corpse.

(End of this chapter)