Becoming a football god from Arsenal

Chapter 213 Isabella is staying! The surprises and secrets of the Sheffield Gang! Long-range Shooting Level 5! New Era!

That day, the party lasted until very late. The players got drunk during the celebration on the field, and then followed Van Persie to the nightclub to have fun.

A group of people were drinking foreign liquor, nodding their heads, forgetting everything and only remembering to celebrate. They talked about everything under the sun, and they had already been inseparable from each other and had a special friendship.

Maher didn't remember when he got completely drunk. He only remembered that Tazigo, Rosicky and others fell asleep first, and he and Van Persie laughed at the two of them for a long time with their shoulders leaning against each other.

Afterwards, his consciousness entered into chaos and darkness in a state of extreme excitement.

"Cough cough."

When he regained consciousness, he felt a stinging pain in his throat, his mouth was dry, and his body seemed to be dehydrated.

But other than that, there was nothing else. It was much better than the one or two days of headache and stomachache after a hangover in his previous life. It should be because this body was strong and had a good metabolism.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw the familiar bedroom chandelier and ceiling at home, and he immediately felt at ease.

I think after drinking till the end yesterday, he should have been taken home by his team members to rest.

Maher stretched out his left hand to the side, trying to turn over, but found that he touched a raised, soft area.

He turned his head suddenly, scaring the person lying next to him so much that he started to move.

It was Isabella. She woke up sleepily and looked at him with squinted eyes. Her face was a little pale and a little dazed, but she still struggled to prop herself up.

"woke up?"

Her voice was very soft and she forced a smile after yawning, "I was watching you in that bar yesterday, but I didn't tell you because I didn't want to disturb you celebrating with your teammates.

"Later, you guys went into the box and sang karaoke while I waited outside.

"It was around 2 a.m. when I noticed there was no more noise inside. I went in and found you sleeping on the sofa."

There was a hint of reproach on her face, and she pursed her lips and said, "You didn't tell me or anyone else in advance. Do you think that a superstar like you must have someone looking after you? Aren't you afraid that no one will take you home?

"Maybe. But you know how crazy everyone was yesterday. I saw Wenger and Kroenke being carried out of the box.

"If I hadn't been watching you, you would have had to sleep there until 3 or 4 o'clock, and then wait for the pub staff to contact someone to take you home."

She said with concern in her tone, "You're so careless. Sometimes you have to get used to taking care of yourself."

Mael lay on his side, looking at her and listening to her talk a lot. This feeling was very wonderful. A very familiar person suddenly appeared in front of you in another way one day, revealing her soft side.

Some special feeling welled up in his heart, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously, and his hands could not help but hug the other person.

Isabella did not resist. A smile appeared on her pretty face. She crawled back into the bed and lay down, raising her head to let Mael put his arm under her neck.

Perhaps from the moment she decided to stay here yesterday, she was ready to be closer to Mahel.

She had said a long time ago that when they were no longer busy, she would come to accompany him and they would live together happily.

Mael put his arms around Isabella and held her slender waist with his right hand. He felt a sense of security and satisfaction in his heart, and his heartbeat quickened. The hug alone felt great.

"Hehe." Isabella leaned in his arms and laughed, their bodies completely pressed together, feeling each other.

"I want to live here."

After a while, Isabella stared at Maher with seductive eyes, raised her head and said coquettishly, "Do you agree, our superstar athlete?"

"Don't call me that." Maher smiled and nodded, "Okay, as long as you are willing, how can I refuse?"

"Hehe." Isabella raised her chin and looked thoughtful. "Then I have to buy some furniture. After all, if I move in, I have to live here longer."

Maer raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion: "Are you afraid that I will chase you away?"

"Yes."

Isabella leaned her forehead forward and gently pressed it against Maher's forehead, "You have everything you want now, who knows if you will lose interest in me or become interested in others?
"Of course, I am worried, but I still believe you."

Mael chuckled, leaned over and kissed the other person for a while, and when he felt that Isabella was still very sleepy, he closed his eyes and hugged her to sleep together.

"Buzz."

"Buzz."

His phone vibrated every now and then, but he ignored it and simply pressed the volume button to put it on silent.

The season has just ended, and he is exhausted both physically and mentally. He will no longer care about any news or reports from the outside world. He just wants to have a few days of quiet time and relax.

The two of them slept in this way, snuggling together, and did not get up from the bed until around 2 o'clock in the afternoon.

When Mahel was sitting on the bed and getting dressed, Isabella knelt behind him with a wicked smile, and her two jade hands slowly wrapped around Mahel's neck and slowly slid down.

The breathing of both of them became heavier, and the ambiguous atmosphere continued to escalate.

"Well!"

His body then trembled, and he turned around to see Isabella stepping back just in time, laughing happily, "Haha!"

Naturally, he was not a reserved person, so he rolled back onto the bed, hugged her in his arms, and his hands became restless.

Isabella's face immediately turned red. She closed her eyes and raised her head for a kiss. "From now on, I am yours. You are the first person I fell in love with, and the first person I am willing to give myself to."

"Ok!"

"Yes"

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After a while of making love, the two hugged each other with their hot bodies, and rested for a long time before getting up and getting dressed.

The blush on Isabella's face had not yet faded. She looked at Mahel lovingly, knowing that their relationship had entered a new stage.

"Time to change the sheets."

"Okay, I'll let Safi Ah change it myself at night."

After putting on his clothes, Mahel came to the bed with a smile, bent down and motioned Isabella to come up. The latter immediately understood, put her arms around Mahel's neck again, and jumped on Mahel's back.

He carried Isabella on his back and went downstairs with her sweet laughter.

Safina and Harry were downstairs. Seeing the two people like this, they both smiled like aunts and guessed that there might be a new hostess in this house in the future.

"Mendes and Peter called us." Safina walked into the kitchen to prepare meals for the two of them, and said, "Call them back. There must be something."

"it is good."

Maher put Isabella on the sofa, took out his cell phone, looked through the address book, and prepared to call Mendes.

"Ding Dong." The doorbell rang. He paused, guessing that it might be Mendes.

But when Harry opened the door, he found that it was Peter and Emilia who appeared at the door. He also remembered that today was the last round of La Liga, and Mendes should fly back to Spain to see Ronaldo.

It is true that he forgot some things after drinking too much. His brain was a little unclear and he seemed to have forgotten all the timelines.

"Please come in quickly."

He stood up and invited the two men in, waiting until they were seated before returning to Isabella.

Peter looked at the two of them, smiled and said, “We are here to express our congratulations. Yesterday was a wonderful day.

"It is foreseeable that Arsenal and you will dominate the social media in the next few days.

“On my way here, I noticed that the BBC, Sky Sports and other platforms were reporting on you non-stop.

"Alan Shearer, Lineker, Gary Speed, Henry, Bergkamp and others have appeared on the show one after another. This popularity is unprecedented."

Maher chuckled and nodded, then he took out his phone to check his Twitter and Facebook fans, and found that the growth rate yesterday and today was extremely rapid, with the increase on both platforms exceeding 300 million+ each.

The total number of fans on the two platforms has exceeded 2600 million each. I believe that with this wave of huge traffic, it is very likely that each will exceed 3500 million or even 4000 million.

His advertising fees and endorsement fees should rise again and reach new heights!

He is one step closer to his goal of 200 million pounds per line.

After reading this, Maher threw his phone aside and looked up and said, "I just want to have a good rest these days. I don't want to pay too much attention to these things. I want to empty my mind."

"Understandable."

Peter nodded, took the tea from Harry and told his real purpose, "Amelia and I didn't intend to disturb you, but we were afraid that you would go on vacation soon, so we wanted to confirm some things in advance.

“The European Championship is about to start, and once this tournament is over, we have to prepare for the new season.

"In general, the newspaper still has many things that are unresolved or uncertain, and needs to consult with you."

Emilia smiled sheepishly at this time. She had dressed up carefully today and didn't know Isabella was there. Her expression and movements looked a little uncomfortable since she entered the door.

She didn't have any intention of poaching, but when a person of the same sex whom she envied appeared in front of her, she couldn't help but feel ashamed and a little nervous.

Sometimes I worry about whether my hair is messy, sometimes I worry about whether my lipstick has faded, and sometimes I worry about whether I am too unconfident and decent.

Maher glanced at her and could sense that something was wrong with her, but he ignored it.

He nodded to Peter and said, "You can continue. Don't worry about disturbing me. I'm not tired of chatting with my friends."

"First of all, there is the issue of press cards for the European Cup, as well as the level of press cards and specific permissions."

Peter smiled and spread his hands, saying, "I think we need to know this as soon as possible, and then we can discuss the shooting plan and prepare various equipment in advance.

"You know, being able to get into a press conference is completely different from being able to get into the stadium or even get into the dressing room."

After listening to this, Maher thought about it and decided to call Deschamps to ask.

He walked out the door and dialed Deschamps' number, stretched, and the call was connected immediately.

"I don't think it's about football." Deschamps' voice was cunning, as if he had seen through everything.

"you guessed right."

Maher couldn't help but exchange a few pleasantries with the other party, then explained to Deschamps the purpose of the call and asked if the other party could help him confirm the matter.

"That's something I can decide."

Deschamps first gave him a shot in the arm, then joked: "You are not the only one who has been busy in the past few months. I have also been busy. I have streamlined the French team's departments and used only people I trust.

“Now I have the final say on everything regarding this team.

"Well, let me think about it. Since you came to me directly to talk about this matter, you must want to gain the greatest authority?"

"Yes."

"Okay, but I want to ask, what will I and the French team get?"

"A super striker who supports you and gives his all on the pitch."

"Haha. This is very tempting. I promise you that your newspaper can enter the locker room to follow the team and take photos, and can also obtain all reporter privileges."

The smile on Maher's face deepened. "Thanks. See you later."

"Oh right." He suddenly had a new idea, "Why don't we just collaborate to shoot a documentary?"

"Documentary?"

Deschamps' tone was full of confusion, but he smiled and said, "I understand what you mean, you want to make a video like 'Spain's European Cup Winning Documentary'?

"Yes, I have no objection, but if it is a long video, you have to pay the French Football Association a symbolic fee of about 40 euros for the image rights of the team.

"And you have to be prepared. If we don't win the championship, this documentary won't be broadcast and the money will be wasted."

"I see."

Maher was delighted and chatted with Deschamps for a few more words before hanging up the phone.

The idea of ​​shooting a documentary was, on the one hand, to record the journey of his first competition, and on the other hand, of course, to make "Football Records" famous and profitable.

If the French team hadn't won the championship, there would be nothing to say, but if they did, this kind of documentary would be extremely attractive to fans.

Not only for French fans, but also for other fanatical fans.

They really want to know how a championship team marches toward the throne step by step, how the players react when faced with setbacks and difficulties, and how they celebrate when they advance to the next round after winning.

It can be said that as long as the French team wins the championship, this kind of documentary will become popular all over the world!

"Football Record" can broadcast it itself first to make its name more famous and authoritative in the world of football, and then sell the broadcasting rights to film and television platforms around the world, allowing the company to make a fortune.

"It's also a motivation for me and the other players in the French team."

Maher murmured secretly that starting the documentary early would show their ambition and confidence in winning the championship, which would make him and other players subconsciously desire the championship even more.

From any perspective, it's worth spending 40 euros to try.

As long as he has this idea and Deschamps is willing to give him face and give him the opportunity to shoot, why not do it?
Walking back into the house, Mael had a happy smile on his face, which made Peter and Emilia guess the result and they smiled at each other.

"Not only do we have full permissions, we can also shoot a documentary."

Maher told them the good news and briefly shared his thoughts.

The more they listened, the brighter their eyes became, and in the end they couldn't help but applaud. They looked at Mahel with even more surprise and admiration.

“It’s not just the French team either.”

After Maher finished speaking, he stood up and continued: "We will accumulate experience this time and shoot a documentary for Arsenal next season.

"I believe that Arsenal's performance this season is enough to convince everyone that they will be a strong contender for various titles next season. We can follow them from the beginning of the season until the end of the season."

He looked expectant, "It depends on whether it is a 'double crown' record, a 'triple crown' record, or even more, when the final name is given."

"Okay!" Peter clapped his hands again. Now the company's future development path became much clearer.

He also believed that this road would be a smooth one and that the newspaper would prosper and maintain the rapid growth of last season.

Think of the first-line reporting resources for the European Cup + the opportunity to film a documentary about the French team; the columns of 'Mael' and 'Arsenal' + the opportunity to film a documentary about Arsenal's championship victory.

With such good resources and so many opportunities, if they can't take the newspaper to the next level, how bad must their operations be?
"It's unbelievable."

Emilia also sighed. She never thought that they would have work to do again, and it was such a popular job.

It is conceivable that if the French team and Arsenal can win the championship next season, how much traffic and attention they will get after the documentary is broadcast!
After talking about this, the two stood up and prepared to say goodbye. They had to go back to plan the filming.

The boss has given them so much, they must also show their own attitude, otherwise it would be unfair to Maher.

"Hold on."

Maher smiled and kept the two of them. After partying with his teammates in the club yesterday, today was the time to celebrate with his family and friends. This was essential.

"There's a party at home today, come and join us." He invited the two of them.

Peter and Emilia looked at each other, stopped and turned around, obviously interested. It was a rare opportunity to celebrate with the double-champion star.

"Come on." Mahel invited again with a smile, motioning for them to sit down first, as he was going out to make a phone call to invite someone.

"it is good."

Peter agreed, sat on the sofa with his hands on his knees, and looked very happy. "This is really flattering and frightening, haha."

Compared to Maher's team members and other friends, they are not as close to Maher and have never met with him at work or in private.

They actually had the chance to attend the party together this time, which would really give them a surprising feeling.

Emilia took out her phone, turned on the camera, and checked her makeup. "I'm going to take a photo and post it on Twitter later so that others will be envious."

"I want one too." Isabella also raised her hand with a smile. She glanced at Mael's back and felt an urge to officially announce their relationship.

But Maher is a public figure, so she must get his consent for this kind of thing.

"Yes, at lunch time."

Outside the door, Mael picked up the phone and invited his uncle Clement’s family first, “Let Ava and the others eat less now, there will be a lot of delicious food when they come over in the evening.

"Okay, that's it. I'm going to call someone else. See you this afternoon."

Then he thought about it and called Hans, "Hi, is Mr. Wenger holding a party today?"

"No, Wenger rarely drinks. He needs to recover after drinking yesterday. He said he will invite everyone in a few days."

"Then come to my place."

"real?!"

"Yes, bring your wife and children with you, at lunchtime."

"Okay! But my kids don't have the holiday, so it might just be me and my wife."

"no problem!"

After Maher hung up the phone, he thought of Gilbert. He flipped through the message board between them, and there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

After the end of yesterday's league, the other side did not contact him. In fact, since the end of the League Cup final, Gilbert has been out of touch, as if he had disappeared.

Could it be that after fighting alone for a season, his personality has changed again?
Maher shook his head, wondering if he should call and ask if he was in London and if he wanted to come to the party.

While hesitating, he saw the phone number of Mendes' agent in the UK, Peppino, and called him to invite others first.

Peppino has also helped him a lot this season. Although they rarely meet, they have always had a good relationship.

Since Mendes can't come, let him represent us, which is also a way to express gratitude for his contributions.

"Haha. Don't be so surprised. Just come over when you're ready."

Mael was chatting with Peppino when suddenly his eyes moved and his gaze was fixed on the end of the road.

There, a white pickup truck roared in. Through the window, he could see two people between the driver and passenger seats smiling at him, and a head soon popped out from the middle.

He was very familiar with this car because he and Gilbert had taken it to Sheffield!

It's Jolson's car!

This middle-aged trendy man who has been promoted to assistant coach of a Premier League team is driving the car full of memories for everyone, carrying Gary Speed ​​and Gilbert to find him!

Maher opened his mouth wide, a feeling of surprise filling his whole body, causing his hand holding the phone to tremble a little and his tear glands to open uncontrollably.

"Ok, I will wait for you."

He hung up the call, put the phone in his pocket, and stood there waiting for the three people to approach.

As the vehicle slowly stopped, the back door opened first, and Gilbert, who was dressed in casual clothes, jumped out with a big laugh, put his hands in his pockets, and staggered towards Mahel.

"how?"

Gilbert glanced at Maher and found that his expression at the moment was very interesting, "Guessed that we were coming? Waiting for us here in advance?
"It seems that we really have a spiritual connection. I wanted to give you a surprise." He walked up to me, his eyes filled with longing. Before I knew it, they hadn't seen each other for three months.

"Bang!" Maher clenched his fist and hit the other person's arm, then smiled and spread his arms and hugged the other person.

"I spoke to Wenger yesterday," Gilbert put his chin on Maher's shoulder and sobbed with mixed emotions. "I will be back next season and there will be a place for me in the first team.

"I'm sorry I can't control my emotions. I've been in Sheffield for two years and I'm sad to leave, but I also want to fight you. That was my goal before I left."

Maher patted his back, his face moved, "Come back, we agreed to achieve the greatest success."

"Yeah!" Gilbert nodded, and after they separated, he walked into the house and greeted Isabella and the others.

"Mr. Double Champion!"

The second person to come down was Jolson. He waved warmly to Maher and said, "Long time no see. Sheffield United was badly beaten by you this season."

"Ha ha.!"

Maher looked back and laughed, pointing at the other player and saying: "I was really nice. I didn't even celebrate the goal that won the Puskas Award."

Jolson also smiled, came up and hugged Maher tightly, and sighed: "Even though I am at Sheffield United, I am still proud of your success, you must be able to understand it.

"Bringing you to Sheffield United was the most successful decision of my life. I witnessed the entire growth process of a superstar!"

Maher nodded. He had always been grateful to Jolson. If it weren't for Jolson, he wouldn't have grown up so quickly.

At the very end, Gary Speed ​​came up in high spirits, looked at Mahel and smiled, and they hugged each other without saying anything.

"I really missed you."

After hugging for a while, he finally spoke, "It's been a long time since I hugged you like this, and we rarely talked in private."

"Yes." Maher said with a wicked smile, "So little that I didn't even have the chance to ask you about the secret you promised to tell me."

"Haha." Speed ​​laughed dryly twice, but did not evade the question, "I have already told the secret to the whole world on the BBC program today, which can be regarded as fulfilling my promise to you.

"As for what it is, go and see for yourself. It's too corny. I refuse to tell you in person."

Maher nodded and made a gesture of invitation, and after they all went in, he picked up his mobile phone and looked for BBC programs.

He didn't have to work too hard because the news was already the headline of the BBC.

“When I first retired, I couldn’t accept stepping down from the football field. I felt a strong sense of disconnection, which made me very distressed.

"Even though I tried to become a coach and stay in the football industry, nothing worked out, especially when I was under great pressure to make the transition, and I had a huge conflict with my wife.

“Under internal and external troubles, I suffered from severe anxiety and depression, and at one point I wanted to end my life.

“But I think it was Maher who helped me change all that, he gave me hope to live.

"He not only gives me hope for the future of the team (Sheffield United) and myself, but also gives me hope for his future. I look forward to the day when he becomes the best.

"Yes, I fell in love with him, I am deeply attracted to him, hahaha! You can regard me as his crazy fan.

“You often say that Mahel gives people hope and is strength to others.

"But I think you don't understand how strong this hope is and how it can help people who are going through the lowest point in their lives.

"It might be a bit corny to say that he saved my life. I don't really need to say this, but I promised him, so today I will try to shed my shell and speak my heart out."

Maher closed his phone and walked towards home, muttering, "It's pretty corny."

Not long after, at the appointed time, he arrived outside his house waiting for the guests to arrive.

The first one to arrive was Pepino. He was probably the most unexpected one, so he was the first to prepare and the most afraid of being late.

"It's a great honor." Peppino came up in a casual suit and took out a Patek Philippe bag. "A watch, just to show my appreciation. I picked it out myself."

Maher took it and opened it. His eyes lit up after taking a look. "It looks good. Thank you."

"You're welcome." He grinned. "You've been a surprise this season, as surprising as you inviting me."

"Haha!" The two hugged and laughed, then walked into the living room of their home together.

It was already very lively here. The three Sheffield guys were sitting on the sofa chatting, the five people from Maher's team were busy preparing the arrangements for the party, and Isabella was buying wine.

"Do I need any help?" Peppino looked at Mahel and said, seeing that everyone had something to do.

"No no no."

Maher invited him to sit down. "Just sit here. Wait a minute. I'll go greet the others and we'll start soon."

"Okay." Peppino sat down with a smile and took out his cell phone to look at it.

Maher went out again and soon saw Hans coming over with a rosy face. His wife was holding his arm, seeming a little nervous and embarrassed.

After Hans and Maher went through the greetings, they took out a small bag, which probably contained some small handmade products. "This was made by my wife. She is very interested in handicrafts, and these are the works she is most satisfied with.

"On the way here, she was worried whether you would despise these things. I don't think you would."

"Of course." Maher took the gift, looked through it for a few times, and raised his eyebrows. "They are all very beautiful. I like them very much. I will put them in the living room."

Hans' wife couldn't stop smiling. Like other people who came here for the first time, she pointed at the house with a surprised look on her face and said, "The place you live in is really big and beautiful, and the surrounding environment is also very beautiful."

"You are criticizing me because you think I am incompetent." Hans said jokingly, and was soon slapped on the arm.

Maer turned around and took a look, then said with a smile: "I am going to buy this place, so I can come here often in the future."

"Okay." Hans nodded with a smile and walked inside with his wife.

As soon as they entered, the Clement family's car arrived. Ava jumped out of the car and ran towards Maher.

"You always come first."

Maher looked at her, found the right moment, lifted her up, turned around and rushed into the house, "Come on, let me show you the speed and passion!"

There are naturally no complicated greetings between family members, and there is no need to greet them one by one at the door.

"Hehehe!" Ava was surprised and laughed. After entering the room and seeing Isabella, she wanted to break away from Mael and find her sister.

Maher looked at the living room which was becoming increasingly crowded, smiled with satisfaction, and went to the kitchen to observe Safina's progress.

"It's coming soon."

Safina was busy and sweating, Harry and Davis were helping her, the two little chefs were cooking in an excellent manner.

"Davis." Maher glanced at Davis and joked, "I didn't expect you to have this ability. Are you interested in replacing Safina?"

Old Davis was about to say yes with a smile, but when he saw Safina's warning look, he raised his eyebrows angrily and closed his mouth.

"Haha!" A burst of laughter rang out here. It seemed to be the main theme of the day. Everyone was very happy.

Half an hour later, everyone was seated at the dining table, with tableware and wine glasses placed in front of them.

Safina was dressed like a cook, holding foreign liquor and red wine in her hands. She kept asking everyone about their tastes and then pouring wine for everyone. She must have been doing many things today.

When it was Maher's turn, she smiled and poured the wine in without asking, "It's a rare two-day break, so you need to drink something strong."

Maher smiled helplessly, and after seeing Safina pour him a glass of wine, he stood up and took the wine. "Come on, since I've troubled you so much today, let me pour it for you."

"I want to drink red wine."

"No, you don't want to."

Safina: “.”

Soon, everyone had a glass of wine in their glasses, and everyone raised their glasses in tacit understanding.

"Cheers!!"

“Celebrate Mahel!”

"Get drunk!"

"It is an honor for all of us to share the glory of the double championship with him. Come on, have a few more drinks!"

"Haha, are you crazy?!"

"."

This party seemed to need no one to liven up the atmosphere. It was lively right from the start, with everyone laughing and joining in Maher's joy.

Maher looked at them as if he was back to yesterday. His emotions were aroused and he soon drank a lot of wine.

"call!"

He opened his heart and talked a lot to everyone, telling his relatives and friends all the unforgettable moments of joy in the past year, and also talked about things that may have seemed frustrating at the time with a smile.

Such moments of reunion are rare.

He cherishes it very much and hopes that at the end of his career, he can invite everyone he has met along the way to sit together and have a good chat about everything that has happened along the way.

"Wuhu!"

"What's the song that fans often sing? Ding ding ding ding. I have a friend! Haha!"

"Come on, come on! Everyone, come together!"

“Cheers to Mahel!”

The atmosphere at the scene continued until after nine o'clock in the evening, when some older people such as Peppino and Davis could not bear it anymore and went home to sleep.

Next came Safina, Isabella, Clement, Betty and others. After drinking too much, they sat on the sofa to chat and eat fruit plates, and no longer sat with the others.

Finally, when the Sheffield trio could no longer hold on, Maher knew it was time to end the day.

He stood up, his steps a little unsteady, but he still insisted on seeing everyone off to the door.

"Let's go to the hotel. I'm also going to be on a BBC show tomorrow."

Gilbert waved to Maher, his face flushed, and he shrugged helplessly: "Well, let's talk about you. Everyone has gone crazy these days. Why don't you go and take a look?"

"Don't look at it."

Maher smiled and shook his head. He felt that this kind of life was good, away from the hustle and bustle of the world, staying only with people he trusted and had close relationships with.

"Bye!" Gary Speed ​​drank a lot of wine and could only walk with the help of Jolson and got into the back seat of the car.

Mael waved goodbye to him and stood there waiting for them to leave, with some reluctance in his eyes.

I don’t know when will be the next time we all meet here, I hope it won’t be too late.

"Buzz buzz buzz!" The sound of a car starting up was heard. Jolson sat in the car, started the engine, turned on the lights, took something from the front desk, got down again, and stood beside the car.

He took out his sunglasses and put them on in front of his eyes with clumsy technique, almost poking his eyes.

"Oh!" Maher pointed at him and smiled, knowing what Jolson was trying to do here again.

“Hahaha!” Jolson laughed wantonly, imitating what happened that day with his chubby belly, “Get in the car, guys. Don’t despise my shabby pickup truck. You’ll be comfortable when we get to the high-speed rail station.”

Maher looked at him and wanted to laugh out loud at this funny scene, but he couldn't help but tears in his eyes.

He waved his hands vigorously and said goodbye to several people, "See you next time, I hope we can all become better people."

Gilbert had almost the same expression. He turned to look at Maher and said with his chin raised: "Maer, I'm getting in the car, but you won't be walking with me this time. I'm going to walk in front of you!"

Maher knew that he was blaming himself for not walking with him for the past year.

He took a long breath and assured, "Don't regret it. I have said it countless times. Greater success is waiting for you and me ahead."

Just like countless times before, Gilbert turned around, smiled, pointed at Maher and winked, "I believe you, brother!"

Maher turned around gracefully, as if he didn't want them to see his expression. He just waved again with his back to everyone and then walked into the house.

Time flies, and each of them will remember this day and smile knowingly whenever they think of it.

Soon after, after seeing off everyone's friends and family, we watched the team members enter the house.

Maher picked up Isabella, who was waiting for him on the sofa, and said with a smile, "Now there are only two of us left."

"What should I do?"

“It’s all we can do.”

In the next few days, Maher gradually adjusted himself, focused on the upcoming European Cup, and restarted his extra training plan.

Without the constraints of a competition schedule, he can spend the entire day improving himself.

With his physical fitness already at level 4, as long as he ensures that his training plan is reasonable, he won’t feel too tired.

The proficiency of each skill also began to soar. He did not get stuck in the pursuit of common progress, but focused more on practicing long-range shooting which was about to reach level 5.

The first lv5 skill is coming soon!

“Bang, bang, clang!”

Isabella has been living in his house these days, and she brings in a lot of things every day, including her daily necessities and various small furniture she likes.

Maher was a little worried at first, but after a few days, he found that the house not only did not look messy, but was very orderly, becoming more and more beautiful, and giving people a better and better living experience.

It has to be said that everyone has their own strengths, and this is exactly Isabella's expertise. She can indeed decorate the home very well.

"This is absolutely beautiful! Very artistic design!"

"What do you think, Harry?"

"Yeah, that's great!"

"I feel the same way."

His team members also provided Isabella with a lot of emotional value, making her full of energy every day and happily decorating every corner.

On May 5, Maher made up his mind and called Peppino, "You were the one who helped me find this house. Please help me contact the owner. I want to buy it.

"Our lease said that if I wanted to buy it within two years, I could buy it outright for £2 million.

"Please help me find someone to appraise the house and see its specific value and whether this deal is a good deal."

"Okay." Peppino agreed. "I'll find someone to do the valuation. If negotiations are needed, I can do it for you."

After hanging up the phone, Maher simply calculated his savings. After the team bonuses, Puma bonuses, and bonuses from other endorsements at the end of the season were paid out, his savings should have exceeded 2200 million pounds.

When I spoke to Mendes a few days ago, he said that he would have endorsements and advertisements before the European Cup. By then, it should be relatively easy for his wealth to exceed 2800 million pounds.

There is no pressure to buy the house in full, as he still has more than 10 million pounds to spend.

This season has indeed been fruitful and all-round success has been achieved. His ability to attract money and his total income have far exceeded his imagination.

I wonder if there will be another significant improvement next season.

Without thinking any more, Maher returned to training. The French team will gather on May 5, and he should be able to upgrade his long-range shooting before then.

Keep working hard, the first level 5 skill must be unveiled in the European Cup!
On May 5, Maher received a press pass and an invitation to sign a cooperation agreement from Deschamps, and he asked Jose to drive it to the newspaper office.

At the same time, at the bottom of the express delivery, he also saw a list of the French team's matches in the European Cup.

"A fourth-tier team."

After seeing the introduction at the beginning, he was a little surprised that the French team was classified as the fourth tier, the weakest tier, when the teams were grouped.

Even though Poland and Ukraine each occupy a first-tier spot as hosts, France's international points are a bit too low.

It seems that after Zidane left, the team's performance has continued to be sluggish due to reasons such as the replacement of old players with new ones and internal strife.

Deschamps later brought the team back to the top three, which shows his real ability.

Without thinking too much, he looked at the schedule. On June 6, they would have a friendly match with Serbia, followed by a friendly match with Estonia on June 1.

After that, the European Cup will start directly. In the first round of the group stage, they will face the Three Lions of England. The match date is June 6.

In the second round, their opponent is Ukraine, and the date is June 6.

In the third round, they will face Sweden on June 6.

三轮小组赛打完，如果进入到淘汰赛，8进4的比赛将在6月23-24日开战，4进2的比赛将在6月28-29日开战，决赛将在7月2日开战。

With a relatively stable schedule of one game every four days, it is actually considered an intensive battle. The willpower and cohesion of each team will also be the key factors in determining the outcome.

Thinking of the excitement of the European Cup, Maher's face showed some anticipation. This is a football feast held every four years that will attract attention from all over the world.

If he can perform well here, his influence and fame will be further enhanced!

On May 5th, there are still 26 days until the gathering day and only 2 day left until the departure day.

During training that afternoon, Maher's legs, feet, hips, waist and shoulders all felt stiff and numb.

It's not very painful, but it's very itchy, even extremely itchy, which is unbearable.

Since he had anticipated the upgrade time and this situation, he trained alone, which allowed him to lie on the ground with a relatively decent look and grit his teeth to hold on.

A few minutes later, when the indescribable discomfort slowly faded away, his forehead was already covered with sweat, but an extremely happy smile appeared on his face.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!"

Loud laughter resounded throughout the training ground. Maher, like a man who had just passed the imperial examination, stood up, breathed in the fresh air, and opened his mind. It seemed that everything had become different and he had entered a new life.

Long shot goes up!

The era of lv5 is here!

[Skill: Battle Axe Cannon lv5]

[Proficiency: (Max/Max)]

[Effect: After countless practice, one day you suddenly have a wonderful feeling, as if you have broken free from the shackles and reached a whole new level! Your long-range shooting ability has truly reached the pinnacle and has reached perfection! ! ]

"It's done! I'm done!"

"Hahaha!!"

Maher ran to the front of the penalty area and kicked the ball hard. He saw the football really hit the dead corner like a cannonball, with a force and smoothness never seen before.

He stood on tiptoes and stretched his ankles a few times. He really wanted to ask, "Goalkeepers of the European Cup, are you ready?"

ps: The matches in this volume are tight and dense, so it is likely to be much more exciting and have more highlights than the previous volume.

(End of this chapter)