After returning to the rented house, Safina went straight to the kitchen to check the equipment and make a list.
Harry and Maël went to the living room to sit down. There was no tea in the house, so Maël got him a drink, and they chatted.
"There are no extra rooms in the house."
Harry saw the layout of the house and smiled, "The post-training recovery massage can only be done in the living room or your bedroom."
"It's okay."
Maël smiled faintly and explained, "Because I will be back to Arsenal in half a year, I won't be here for long. After my salary increased, I didn't look for a larger house."
"As long as you're comfortable."
Harry didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Although he didn't know Maël's exact salary, he figured it wouldn't be low.
Moreover, as long as such a gifted player doesn't encounter any major accidents or setbacks in his career, he will eventually earn countless money in this increasingly money-oriented football world.
Their future income is unimaginable, and there's no use envying them.
Gilbert came out of the room inside. Surprisingly, he was accompanied by a tall but somewhat green-faced youth.
"Who are these two?"
He looked at Maël, a little curious, "The physiotherapist and nutritionist you mentioned before?"
"Yes."
Maël nodded to him, his eyes fixed on the figure behind him. He was very familiar with this person.
"Harry Maguire."
Gilbert noticed Maël's gaze and pointed to Maguire, introducing him: "The team's U18 defender, the same age as us, just came to the first team to report today, and we chatted a few words and got to know each other."
Maguire looked shy, a little apprehensive, touching the back of his neck with one hand, and nodded to Maël.
He knew that Maël also lived here, and he had been mentally prepared to meet him for a long time.
But... no matter what.
Seeing Maël, who is now dominating the EFL Championship, in such a private setting at home, still gives people a strange feeling, which can be summed up as admiration mixed with caution.
What's more, he is a defender.
Every week when watching the first team's games at the youth training camp, he would imagine himself as one of the EFL Championship defenders being toyed with by Maël.
Coupled with the media's reports on Maël, he gradually had the impression of Maël as a 'monster' and was afraid from the bottom of his heart.
This has nothing to do with age. As a peer, seeing another peer achieve such accomplishments.
Maguire only felt respect and admiration in his heart, as well as a heartfelt admiration.
"You two..."
Maël was a little surprised. This was the first time he knew that this Manchester United defender, who was full of famous memes in the future, was actually from Sheffield United's youth training.
But right now, he still had something more curious to ask. He looked disgusted: "What were you doing in the bedroom?"
"Ah?"
Maguire reacted one step ahead of Gilbert. He was already a little shy, and now he was directly incoherent: "No, we didn't do that, you're thinking too much, we're both straight."
"F*ck?"
Gilbert came back to his senses and was furious, "What nonsense are you thinking? He said his jumping ability and heading are good, but his judgment of the landing point is not good, and he envies my heading skills, so I was teaching him with the video tape."
"Okay, okay."
Maël was just joking with them, and didn't dwell on it after teasing them, ending the topic.
He then conducted his first physiotherapy massage training in the room, which reminded him of his days in the foot massage shop in his previous life.
However, as a professional physiotherapist, Harry's technique is definitely much better than those foot massage girls 'whose backgrounds are mostly tragic'.
"Hiss..." Maël often grimaced, and he realized during the massage how sore some of the muscles on his body were.
"These are all hidden dangers."
Harry pressed down firmly with his hands, explaining to Maël, "You young guys have good bodies. After warming up, you always feel great, but in reality, some parts are already suffering from accumulated strain.
"This isn't just recovery, it's also treatment. Luckily, you're aware of the importance of physical therapy early on, otherwise it could easily turn you into a glass cannon later."
He didn't just focus on criticizing Maël, but also often praised his strengths, "Your flexibility is excellent, better than any football player I've ever seen, and your muscles are also very well-developed.
"Stick to physical therapy every day, and I believe you'll have the chance to have a body like Cristiano's."
This was the third time he had mentioned Cristiano. Indeed, the Portuguese star possessed much more than what he showed on the field.
He also had a bug-level ability that ordinary people wouldn't notice – super high attendance!
Whether in his later years at Manchester United or now at Real Madrid, he basically maintained full attendance every season.
He didn't need rotation, rarely got injured, and seemed never to be bothered by 'Muscle Fatigue'.
Maël greatly admired this aspect of Cristiano's abilities, but he didn't belittle himself. He had the confidence to answer with a smile, "It's not just a chance, I think I can reach even more amazing intensity in the future."
"Good luck."
Harry probably thought he was joking, but he didn't want to argue, after all, it was only his first day on the job.
...
On January 17th, the 26th round of the EFL Championship arrived, and Sheffield United traveled to Coventry's home stadium.
From the start of the match, Maël burst out with the activity he had shown at the beginning of the season, full of Strength and feeling like he had endless energy.
This was undoubtedly thanks to the physical therapy and massage of the past two days, which had greatly relieved his Muscle Fatigue.
In just the first week, he was enjoying the effects of spending £4,000 a week to 'pay to win' for himself, which strengthened his determination to expand his team.
"Quinn with a volley!! A brilliant and perfect strike! Sheffield United take the lead away from home!!
"Lucky Gilbert, he advanced to the wing and wanted to Cross to Bologanovic, but the ball wasn't passed well, and the landing point was off target!
"Who knew that it would accidentally fulfill Quinn, earning him an easy assist!"
"..."
"Coventry's defense is leaking, Montgomery passes the ball to Maël! Inside the penalty area, this position is very dangerous. Letting Maël receive the ball here already proves the failure of Coventry's defense!
"Shaking off the angle! Richard Wood can't keep up with him, a Curved Shot to the far corner!! Smooth and fluid!! Maël extends the score to two-nil for the team!! I don't know how to describe his performance in the EFL Championship. When I saw him receive the ball in the dangerous position in the penalty area, I was almost certain that he would complete a shot! And once he completes a shot, you can only pray to God that the ball flies out of the baseline, or pray that the goalkeeper can perform miraculously."
"..."
"A heavenly goal! Ched Evans!! A bicycle kick sends the ball into the net!! Wow...! This must be the best goal of the week in the EFL Championship, and even has a chance to compete for the best goal of the season at the end of the season!!
"He has been scoring in consecutive games recently, and his form is getting better and better. Coventry's defenders need to concentrate, this goal was only possible because their clearance wasn't clean, giving Evans the opportunity."
"..."
"Ward wants to break through Stieber on the wing! He stumbles a bit, and it's intercepted and then re-intercepted! He staggers past Stieber!
"Coventry has very few defenders in the center, they just invested too many troops in the attack, Gilbert and Janu Hans have both entered the penalty area, and Maël on the left is also here!
"A Cross! Looking for the far post!! Maël is unmarked at the landing point, a diving header...! His movement is ugly, but the result is the same!! Brace!! Maël completes a Brace! Scoring the first headed goal of his career! The posture doesn't matter, as long as it scores!"
"..."
"He runs a lot today, and can always appear in multiple attacking positions, and even, sometimes, he can help his teammates with defensive support in the center.
"This is incredible, many players' form declines sharply in the second half of the season, and he himself has been trending downwards recently, but he has been reborn in this game!"
On the field, Maël, who had completed his second goal, ran vigorously to the sidelines.
He waved to his teammates to come over, and he was the first to jump onto the advertising boards, waving his arms and shouting to the Sheffield United traveling fans.
"Yeah!"
His voice mixed with the Sheffield United fans, resounding throughout the stadium.
After this round of matches, he will rush to London to sign that huge new contract with Arsenal.
In this last game earning a 10k Weekly Salary, completing such a wonderful performance to say goodbye to his past self is extremely satisfying.
"Sheffield United beat Coventry four-nil away from home! Achieving the biggest winning margin of the season, Maël scored a Brace, and Quinn and Evans each scored a goal!" - Sky Sports editor
...
The next day, Maël and Gilbert got into the team's business car and headed to Colney Training Base.
More than half a year had passed, and he was finally on the way back. He couldn't help but feel a little emotional, recalling the scene when he came here from there.
He had forgotten a lot, only remembering that the team's current first assistant coach, Joelson, was just a small scout back then, driving his beat-up pickup truck, looking like a cool cowboy.
"I say."
Joelson was also in the car today, planning to accompany him all the way, "Can you stop looking at me and smiling? It's a bit creepy."
With his current status, he certainly didn't have the responsibility to accompany players back to their parent club to sign the contract, he just wanted to walk the road he used to walk.
Now that he thought about it, everything about Sheffield United's season was related to his bold attempt before the season, and to this road.
He drove his almost-scrap car, speeding back from this road, and snatched two young talents!
It's just, who would have thought at the time that they could make so many contributions to the team?
The somewhat chuunibyou-esque sentence 'If you play, I hope you will do your best for Sheffield' now sounds like he has some kind of precognitive witchcraft.
"Not planning to buy a new car?"
Maël looked at Joelson, they had grown up together, and their relationship was naturally very close, "Your salary is much higher than before, right?"
"It's several times higher."
Joelson didn't hide it, he turned his head to look out the window, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Not planning to buy one, I'm dating a sports reporter from a TV station, it's quite expensive, planning to get married."
"Be careful of pretty women."
Maël joked, but still blessed him, "But I hope you can be happy."
Joelson didn't talk much about this topic, and asked instead, "What about you? You're about to get a huge salary, aren't you planning to buy one?"
"Buy one."
Maël chuckled, yearning, "I'm learning to drive, and I'll buy one as soon as I get my license."
"What are you planning to buy?"
Hearing him ask this, Maël considered it. In fact, he had many things he wanted but couldn't get in his previous life. At that time, he didn't hesitate about anything, and he could dream and wake up laughing with any car.
Now that he had the ability, he was caught in a certain choice paralysis.
"Nothing I want."
Joelson saw his entanglement, shrugged and reminded, "You'll have more money in the future, you can pick and choose from several major car companies, and buy one of each."
"Good idea."
Maël laughed and put down his hesitation, thinking his suggestion was good, he still liked cars quite a bit, and he could get a garage in the future.
"Have the signings been finalized?" Gilbert sat in the back row, sticking his head out to ask.
Joelson nodded, glanced at them, "Don't you all know? Many people in the team know the news, and new players are reporting today."
"We only know about Maguire."
Gilbert shook his head, their information was indeed a bit closed off, "He's still a player promoted from the youth team, not transferred over."
"Take a look."
Joelson took out his phone and showed them a list.
Maël finished reading it first. Not counting Maguire from the youth training camp, there were five new players joining in total, most of whom he didn't recognize.
Only Kyle Walker, who joined on loan, was very familiar. This was a future world-class full-back.
"Walker is the most regrettable."
Just right, Joelson introduced with a regretful expression, "He was originally a product of the team's youth training, very young, and was sold to Tottenham for more than three million pounds a few years ago.
"Who knew, we would soon have to beg Tottenham to loan him back to us for half a season.
"We also inquired about the price, wanting to buy him back at a high price, but Tottenham refused, saying that the player was not for sale, and only accepted loans."
"Don't cry over spilled milk."
Maël comforted him, surprised that Sheffield United's youth training success rate was quite high, "Being able to use him for half a season is good enough for Promotion to the Super League."
The three of them chatted like this all the way, and soon, the vehicle drove into a road that could be considered desolate.
Colney Training Base, arrived.
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