At the same time as the whistle sounded, Lin Mo's eyes flashed.
Countless golden flashes of light fell from the sky, and a huge red door slowly appeared in front of his eyes.
Before Lin Mo could react, he was already at Old Trafford.
Lin Mo looked at the blurry sky and the empty stadium, wondering what was going on.
But soon, a shadow of a body slowly appeared on the side of the podium.
A middle-aged man with an obvious build appeared, wearing a custom-made suit, a fine cotton and linen hat, and two iconic beards.
I don’t know if it was because he was dazzled, but Lin Mo felt that the other party nodded towards him, as if to express recognition.
Soon, a second shadow began to appear.
He is dressed similarly to the first man, but is slimmer. The same top hat has evolved from a curly edge to a straight edge. The two big beards are gone and replaced by a "shampoo old" one. Beard style.
Similarly, Lin Mo once again felt that the other party seemed to be signaling to him.
The third shadow also appeared quickly
This time, Lin Mo was no longer a stranger, and he said in surprise: "Sir Matt Busby?"
< p> The shadow smiled and slowly raised his hand to say hello to Lin Mo.I just don’t know why, but he suddenly took a step to the left, and seemed to be in contact with the man next to him who had the same beard as "Old Shampoo".
At this time, Lin Mo thought of the man in Manchester United's history who was destined to be full of controversy.
Mangnall, Ernest Mangnall!
The first coach of Manchester United was also the man who led Manchester United to its gradual rise.
His status in Manchester United can be described as the originator, but all the beauty begins with the first meeting and melts into enthusiasm. At the end of the story, there is always sadness.
In 1911, Manganol switched to his arch-rival Manchester City....
That year, Manchester United's performance plummeted...
Without waiting for Lin Mo Thinking, figures appeared one after another, Sir Charlton...and Ferguson!
Lin Mo even saw more people in the second row.
Many more people should be remembered!
There are many dim shadows standing behind every Manchester United legend, among which Sir Busby has the most people behind him.
Lin Mo knew that those were the Busby boys from the Munich air crash.
The Class 92 behind Ferguson are clearly there, but their bodies are even darker.
At this time, a loud bell rang, and Lin Mo saw a phantom slowly starting to emerge next to Ferguson.
"It must be boSS, he will also create miracles hereGot it! "
Lin Mo already understood that this was probably the Manchester version of [Hall of Valor].
A strange feeling suddenly came to Lin Mo's heart. He felt a little... Something’s wrong.
“When did boSS get so tall? "
In daily training and life, Lin Mo has long been accustomed to Mourinho's height. He lowers his head slightly to show his respect for Mourinho.
But in his sight The man has surpassed Ferguson beside him!
“This is impossible! ! ! ! "
At this time, Lin Mo's pupils began to flash due to shock, and the shadows in his vision began to gradually reveal his lineup. Although it was very blurry, Lin Mo could still vaguely see the black hair. Slightly dark but obviously yellowish complexion
"Impossible..." Lin Mo still couldn't believe it, and even took a half step back with his right foot.
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But when the shadow waved to him, the feeling of harmony and throbbing in his heart could not be hidden no matter what.
Just now, I recalled the scene where every Manchester United star waved to him...
It can’t be wrong!
Lin Mo stood up again, feeling like he had never seen before. A sense of responsibility and destiny instantly filled his body.
The wheel of fate had changed. At this time, Lin Mo had embarked on a completely different path.
There was no system. There was a buzzer, and no one told him what happened.
Lin Mo just stood in the middle of the court, stretched out his hand, and patted the Manchester United logo on his chest.
Everything happened next. Then it began to gradually dissipate, as if it had never appeared.
The noisy sound reached his ears again, his teammates celebrated crazily on the court, Lin Mo smiled and looked at Ronaldo in the farthest place. He just took off his shirt, threw the [out-of-print] Manchester United No. 7 Ronaldo jersey, and sat on the billboard. Behind him, Portuguese fans and Manchester United fans sang Ronaldo's song. < /p>
At this time, Ronaldo smiled very sincerely, very happily, very... 3 years old.
In the camera lens, the 35-year-old man raised his head towards the camera. He made a gesture with his hands... Yeah!
On the sidelines, all the players who came on without substitutes were also very happy. After all, professional players will have this day, and the players who came on the court would not be angry because of it. Everyone will have that day.
Unless...you didn't score a few goals after joining for a very high price, but won many championships. Naturally, people don't like you when taking photos.
Greenwood, Dalot and others took out their mobile phones and took videos and photos everywhere.
But Maguire was a little different. He slowly walked towards his opponent...teammate Herrera. , say goodbye quietlyComfort yourself.
Tonali, on the other hand, completely let himself go. He actually took off his shirt and asked everyone to compare their muscles with him and take pictures.
Lin Mo is very worried that this guy’s photos will be flying all over the sky... and he will turn into football teacher Chen.
There was only Lukaku, sitting alone on the ground, looking at the court with empty eyes, as if this victory had nothing to do with him.
Lin Mo walked forward slowly: "Get up."
A big hand suddenly appeared in front of Lukaku, waking him up from his own world.
"Lin, I actually like Manchester United very much." Lukaku's eyes were full of tears, but he did not wipe them away, but let the tears slowly fall down his face.
"I know."
"I don't want to leave here either, whether you, Brother Luo, or Marcus, I like everyone very much, of course, Harry, I like it too." Lukaku was already talking nonsense.
"I know." Lin Mo put down his hand and sat with Lukaku.
On the left is the Manchester United crowd celebrating crazily, and on the right is the dejected Paris crowd.
Lin Mo and Lukaku, half-brothers, were sitting on the sidelines. The dividing line in the midfield passed between them, which seemed to indicate their fate as teammates. It seems to have come to an end.
"Lin, do you know how I felt when I saw you for the first time?"
Lin Mo shook his head, but he knew that the first time he saw this Tiehanhan , I didn’t think he was Tiehanhan.
"You are very smart and very powerful. Really, Lin, I am not kidding. There will definitely be a place for you in Manchester United in the future." Lukaku turned his head and looked at Lin Mo seriously:
"Actually, I'm not stupid either!"
Lin Mo sighed and said nothing.
Of course I know you are not stupid, you are just too smart.
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