Chapter 71

"Crouch," Crouch introduced his name and extended his hand to Endrit, "The last time we met, you were sitting on the bench on the court."

Ender Ritter reached out and held Crouch's hand, "Yes, it happened to be raining that day. I was very impressed. I remember you played in the last few minutes?"

In the third round of the Premier League this season, Chelsea went to Anfield to challenge Liverpool. . Endritt did not play that day, but sat in the stands as a substitute to observe his teammates. At the beginning of the first half, light rain began to fall from the sky. Gerrard, who played injured, assisted his teammate Torres to score successfully.

In the second half, the light rain stopped, and God turned to look at Chelsea. Lampard hit the goal in the penalty area and successfully tied the score.

Crouch said with a grimace: "Oh, please, please don't say that, I am the face of our country now~"

Endrit immediately raised his other hand and held Crouch's, "Really? ? You are the face of our national team, so the next game will depend on you! How can our England national team win without you! You are so good, you can definitely score a goal against Croatia, right?"

Crouch couldn't help laughing, "You learned a lot from McLaren, but you thought too much. Now you are the savior of the future national team in his eyes."

"What a savior," Endrit sighed, as if all his energy was taken away from him at once, "He just wants to find someone to take the blame."

The words pua and pie-making are not popular in this era, if If it's popular, everyone will know immediately what a great brick master McLaren is. It's just pua himself. He even uses Endrit himself to draw pictures for the rest of the national team players. Zhang Dabing took the opportunity to pua the players again.

"What did he mean when he said that? Doesn't it mean that if we lost the game that day, it would be because I was too rubbish, sorry for his expectations and failed to keep the goal, and because you were too bad and couldn't score a goal against Croatia?"

What if Mike was really beaten ? Larenpua is here, then if he loses the game, won't he stand up and face the judgment of the media and fans, saying that the loss is all because of me - although everyone who is not blind can see who it is. There is a problem, but you have to admit that if you share the blame, there will be fewer people criticizing McLaren.

As long as he divides the pot quickly enough, the curses won't be able to catch up with him.

Lampard opened his mouth in great surprise, and looked up and down several times as if it was the first day he met Endrit, "You actually saw that he had evil intentions?"

"Gerrard," Gerrard. Shi walked up and extended his hand to Endrit, "Nice to meet you."

He was pulled over by Crouch just now, but he stood aside and didn't really want to talk.

McLaren also told himself the same thing at the beginning, every game depends on you, and the team can't do it without you. Later, I saw that he had completely changed his appearance without performing much on the court - fortunately, he had changed, otherwise Gerrard would have believed that McLaren, who was always praising him, was a good coach.

He is not worried about Endritt making the same mistake again. After all, Lampard, who was next to Endritt, received the same treatment as him at the beginning. Neither of them was kicked out, so they should still feel the same now.

Lampard will definitely remind Endritt. But Endrit reacted so quickly, which made Gerald a little curious.

Endrit immediately held Gerrard's hand and said, "Hello, I still remember your assist in the rain that day. It was so cool! After we tied, I was still thinking that it was lucky that you were injured. Don't show too much strength, otherwise we will lose."

Gerrard smiled shyly, "Thank you, but actually I wanted to score that goal myself."

"Damn it, it's all because of the damn injury. "Endrit said angrily: "Torres didn't treat you to a meal for a week, I'm sorry for your assist!"

Crouch couldn't help laughing, put his arms around Gerrard, tilted his head and smiled: " Then when you go back, you must tell Torres to treat him to dinner. Just say it was our English goalkeeper Endrit who said it!"

"That's right," Endrit nodded seriously, "Just say it was me! Yes, if he doesn't invite me, then I will go see him in person."

Crouch did not expect Endrit to have this reaction, and stood there in a daze. Gerrard stared at Endrit without blinking, and Lampard couldn't help but reached out and quietly tugged Endrit's jersey.

Endritt didn't pause, pretending to stuff his hand into his pocket and take out a card, "Lend him some money for an emergency first, and then ask your chairman why you can't guarantee the basic income of our players so that he can't even pay for the treat." You can't even afford it. If you, Liverpool, can't afford the players, you can loan them to Chelsea!"

Endrit chuckled, holding onto Crouch with one hand and Lampard with the other, "Our chairman is super rich! "Come to Chelsea, we will have pounds, and we will have championships."

Crouch's eyes widened, he lowered his head and looked at Endrit holding his hand, blinking a few times to make sure he heard correctly ! After misreading, he said "Ah", "What did you say?"

"I said there will be pounds, and there will be championships..."

"The previous sentence!"

"Come to Chelsea?"

Crouch looked at Endritt's left "Serious" was written on his face, and "Super Serious" was written on the right side of his face. He couldn't help turning his head to look at Gerrard, "Did you hear it? What did he just say?!"

Gerrard heard it, and he was very He solemnly withdrew his hand from Endrit's, "No, thank you for your love, but I will not leave Liverpool."

Crouch's mouth twitched, thinking, is this the point? This guy Gerrard... well, well, he's used to it.

"That's a pity," Endrit sighed. "It's a pity that we can't play in the same club, but it would be nice to play with you in the national team~"

"I didn't perform well in the national team," Jela De frowned subconsciously, "It's annoying that I can't kick out."

Endrit didn't know how to answer the question. After all, he didn't know much about this aspect. He couldn't see the deeper reason, so he could only extend his comforting words. Patting Gerrard on the shoulder, "Although Coach McLaren said that on purpose, I do have to admit one thing. I promise you that I will try my best to keep the opponent clean. We will win, Because we all have the same dream in our hearts."

The surroundings became quiet for an instant.

After such a long time, losing so many games, and being blamed many times, everyone now understands what kind of person the current coach is.

There is no training match, he is just to launch his new savior: when Beckham came to the team for training for the first time, McLaren also arranged a training match. Once Beckham performed well, he would Immediately blow the whistle and cheer - after all, after this whole set, the process and other things are now familiar.

They were fooled once, how could they fall into the same trap a second time? In the training match just now, except for Crouch, who was in high spirits, and Gerrard, who was dragged over by Crouch during the last A team attack and asked for cooperation, the rest of the players were basically paddling.

Lampard and others were in the midfield when Defoe scored. They would have definitely caught up during the official game. But just now, Lampard and the others didn't chase at all. They gave up after just two steps.

They don't know whether McLaren saw it, but if he saw it, he would probably think that Lampard was deliberately letting him go because he was on the same team as Endrit.

But how is that possible? Everyone just wants to end this boring farce as soon as possible.

"I suddenly remembered something," Lampard said, breaking the silence, raising his arm and putting it on Endrit's shoulder. "You haven't told me how you noticed something was wrong? The coach has been there all along. Praising you!"

"Yes, I saw that you blushed when he praised you, but I didn't expect you to..."

"I blushed because of anger!" Endrit quickly retorted, "It's not because of shyness!"

"So how did you hear it all at once? Lampard, have you talked to him in advance?"

"I never said this, I was worried just now..."

Endrit looked up at the sky, "Can you still Because of what? Of course it’s because I’m smart. “

Why else? Of course, because he is also proficient in PUA communication skills and works part-time as a cake painting master!

Before Coach McLaren even got close to him, he could already smell the scent of the opponent. Peers quarrel with each other. If McLaren saw Endrit in his previous life, he would definitely not say a word.

"Shit! You are too narcissistic!"

Endrit smiled and avoided Crouch's outstretched hand, and everyone tacitly agreed not to mention the moment of silence.

When the media said that, when McLaren said that, they didn't feel the slightest emotion in their hearts, and they even wanted to laugh: the situation has become so bad, even if they win and enter the finals, they are like this now. How far can you go? Wasn't he scolded the same way in the end?

But when Endrit said this, they couldn't help but be touched, but only for a moment. After all, people always believe in a truth: the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

They are not incompetent players, but now they can't save themselves. At this time, how can they put such expectations on others? After all... they have been disappointed.

These words cannot be said out loud, and it would seem a bit too pretentious to say them. This kind of emotion cannot be easily resolved. It will always be suppressed in your heart, and then suddenly appear in your heart in the dead of night.

"I shouldn't be able to sleep again tonight," Lampard said, covering his face in annoyance. "Why did Wright suddenly say such a thing? Where is he...where are the others?"

Lampard turned to look at Wright. Phillips, "Where's Ritter?"

Wright said. Phillips pursed his lips, "He's trying to recommend Chelsea to Crouch."

"Huh?"

Lampard thought that Ritter was just using this method to implicitly He was just expressing his admiration for Crouch, but he didn't expect that after training today and leaving the training base to be interviewed by reporters, Endritt talked to reporters and talked about the benefits of Chelsea: rich, Can win the championship!

"I dare not say that I am the best goalkeeper in the world, but I will definitely be the most supportive goalkeeper you have ever seen. With me in front of the goal, you don't have to worry about anything. When you come to Chelsea, the only thing you have to do is What he does is attack and score goals!"

Lampard was stunned and couldn't help but ask questions on the way home, "Don't you wish our team's defender was in front of the goal? Say? Aren't you afraid that if a defender really believes what you say and comes to our team just to attack?"

Endrit leaned his head against the car window with a relaxed expression, "Let's lie to him first. Let's wait until he gets there first. Chelsea, don't you have to listen to coach Mourinho's arrangements first?"

Lampard said, "So you were serious when you invited Crouch and Gerrard today?" "Of course

? "Yes," Endritt glanced at Lampard strangely, "It must be sincere! To be honest, Crouch was already a little moved by what I said. He just told me that if it changes later If so, we will give priority to Chelsea!"

Lampard was silent for a moment and gave a thumbs up: You are awesome!

"Also, do you know why I said loan today?"

"Why?"

Endritt remembered that not long ago in his last life, Beckham would be loaned to other teams to play. "I think Beckham He won't be willing to just stay with the LA Galaxy in the later stages of his career. He's still young and can still play. "

"But he doesn't have a share..."

"So it's a loan."

Lampard was shocked for a second, and then said. The players in the team shed tears of sympathy, "Well, don't spill the beans, otherwise the substitutes in the team may undercut you."

The competition is already fierce, and this kid is still thinking of recruiting people to the team. Can you not be angry?

"It's still unclear whether we can be deceived," Endrit sighed silently, "those superstars who have become famous long ago don't seem to be willing to come to Chelsea. On the contrary, more superstars who have become famous here leave more.

Lampard glared at Endrit, "What do you mean? Are you saying I'm not a superstar? Do you still want to get home safely?"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I'm sorry! " He knelt down and apologized, grabbing the seat belt tightly with both hands, "Don't get excited, don't overthink it!"

"Hey!" Lampard was dumbfounded by Endrit's exaggerated behavior, "What are you thinking about?" "