News of the transfer has been flying all over the sky recently, which is no wonder. Crystal Palace's performance did not meet expectations. Some people were unhappy with Lao Lei and naturally wanted to leave. Mertens is such a person. His most important role in Wen Sheng's tactical system is the scorer.

But when he arrived at Lao Lei, his role changed, from a scorer to a creator, and then some of his shortcomings were exposed. Mertens was originally loyal to Crystal Palace. This kid was a pretty good boy. He didn't have so many tricks in his heart, so he played his own ball and lived a simple life.

Later generations Mertens stayed in Naples for many years. He had the opportunity to leave, but he did not leave. This proves that his loyalty is fine and that he is also a contented person.

Now he is having a bad time, and the media rumored that he wanted to leave, and then the good reporters connected him with Wensheng.

There is no way, and any player in Crystal Palace can be a little bit like Wensheng.

Wensheng also reads newspapers, but this is the first time he has heard of the rumors about Mertens.

"Dris is the player every coach dreams of, but there is no story between us! It's just a rumor!"

Resolutely denied the rumors with Mertens, Wensheng was also curious about what was wrong with his proud disciple. Do you really want to leave the Crystal Palace?!

After the press conference, Wensheng called Mertens.

Since the two separated, they have had a very ordinary life and usually give congratulations during the holidays, and there is not much contact at other times.

"Boss, why did you remember to call me?!" Wensheng didn't know how to answer the conversation.

"You asked me, well, I don't know how to answer it! It seems that I care too little about you! But you also know that I am actually quite busy!" Wen Sheng explained a few words.

Mertens was amused and crying, "Boss, I don't mean that! I just feel..., forget it, I won't say it anymore!"

"Okay, don't talk about this! I just got off the press conference. I just heard that you want to leave Crystal Palace. Is this true?!" Wensheng asked Mertens directly.

"Oh, I don't know either!" Mertens said, "Juventus is very interested in me!"

"Damn it, Juventus needs to be fucked everywhere!" Wensheng complained silently in his heart. It was not surprising that Juventus dug Tevez from Manchester City last season, and then led Kong Erlangzi to the league championship. It is normal to recruit soldiers this summer.

Although Mertens is the Premier League champion, Crystal Palace has performed shit this season, and his performance is also shit, and his value has shit a lot. It is really not a fantasy to recruit him, and it is extremely operational.

Mertens began to tell the story between himself and Lao Lei. In short, this child didn't really want to leave the Crystal Palace. He is hesitating now. You can imagine that Lao Lei might be leaving behind and he might really say goodbye to the Crystal Palace.

Wen Sheng sighed after hearing this. What a good guy. Mertens's characteristic is to not hold too much. He is creative, but the best thing is to score, run, and get rid of the goal instantly. Later generations also scored goals in Naples.

But Mertens and Bale said something else. Wensheng felt that he needed a winger who could do it now. Bale was a winger who was a stubborn and an all-round talent. Mertens could not do it, so his Manchester City really didn't need Mertens very much.

"Anyway, you have to be cautious. If you need my advice, you can call me at any time!" Wen Sheng comforted Mertens.

"Thank you, boss!" Mertens was a little disappointed. He wanted to work with Wensheng again, but Wensheng was very happy to remember that he cared for him so much.

.........

Whenever I see news about Wensheng, Emmy Traore will always point to Wensheng in the picture and say to his coworkers: "Daniel and I are very familiar with each other! He has sent me football before and asked me to keep playing football?!"

After changing to a new job, Traore held the newspaper and nagged the new colleagues about this.

"Just blow it! He is very familiar with you! Boy, he is not from the same world as you!" The bloated black uncle scoffed at Traore, and he still wanted to know the famous Wen Sheng.

"What I'm saying is true. He used to be an acting head coach in Croydon, and I am his favorite player!" Traore said proudly.

"Hey, you can play football?! You are not saying it true?! In Croydon before?! Is there this football?! I only know Crystal Palace, I only know our community team! I am a goalkeeper!" The fat uncle couldn't believe it.

What's so strange about this? Isn't it normal to be able to play football?!

"Why can't I play football?! I play football very well, I'm very fast, Daniel always praises me like a tornado!"

"I want to know if what you said is true?! Do you really know Daniel Wen?! Can you get an autographed jersey?!" The fat uncle still a little disbelief.

"Of course, what I said is true! If you don't believe it, you go to the bar with me tonight, and you will naturally believe it when the time comes!" Traore swore.

"You treat me?"

"If it's true, you should treat me!"

"Okay, that's it, but if you really know Wen, I hope to get a signed jersey! If you are familiar with each other, this requirement is not too much!"

"Excessive, this requirement is too much! I just want to prove that I am familiar with Wen. I can't guarantee that I can see him now!" Traore spread his hands and signaled that he couldn't do it.

"Well, I won't invite you to drink! You bastard are just a liar!"

"I'm not a liar! I don't need you to treat me to a drink, but you can follow me, and I can prove that I'm really familiar with Wen!"

.........

As night fell and the day's work ended, Traore led the fat uncle into Paul's bar.

"Look, see if what I said is true! This is me! This is Donald Hawking, he is our captain, and now he is Mr. Wen's assistant coach! How about it?! I didn't lie, right?"

The fat uncle stared at the photos on the wall with wide eyes and found that what Traore was indeed saying was true.

"You actually know Wen!"

"I'm not lying! He would give me tickets when he saw me! Unfortunately, he is now the head coach of Manchester City and hasn't appeared here for a long time! Mine is right, dear Paul!" Traore took the fat uncle to the bar.

"You boy brags about knowing Daniel again?" Paul scoffed. Traore occasionally brought guests, but he was too immature and always said that he knew Daniel!

Is it amazing to know Daniel?! Look at me, I only hang a photo on the wall at most. What did I say and what did I do?!
Chapter completed!