"Sir, do you need me to translate for you?" A nice female voice suddenly sounded in Donn's ears.

Donn was startled, and even more surprised when he saw who the woman who was whispering in his ear was.

"Chris!"

The person who bent down in front of him and had a somewhat ambiguous posture was none other than Chris, whom he hadn't seen for a while. Gronya.

"Hello, Tony, we're meeting again." When Gronia saw Don turn her face, she stood up and held out her hand to him.

Now, Don finally couldn't see the scenery inside her low-cut shirt.

"Why are you dressed so professionally today?" Done's first words weren't to say hello, but to Gronia's dress.

Gronia laughed, "So Mr. Don has all his eyes here. She also deliberately held her chest out.

Don was a little embarrassed to stand up, he couldn't sit and talk to the standing lady by himself, could he? "You can't blame me for that, Chriss. The human eye will always be unconsciously focused on a prominent point......"

Chrissy smiled and sat down, "Please take a seat, Tony." ”

Don also sat down with her: "Why are you here?" ”

"AC Milan invited me to ......," Gronia pointed to the pitch below, "to discuss it with Dmitrio. Albertini made a commemorative album. It's because of you, Tony. ”

"Because of me?" Don didn't understand.

"Remember the character feature I did for you? The people at AC Milan were interested in me because they wanted to give Albertini a retirement gift, and they came up with the idea. But it's much easier than the one you can take. My job is to reassemble and edit the footage provided by the Milan club. ”

Don snorted, "What a cheap gift." There was one more thing he didn't say - compared to the gift I had prepared.

"You're still the same, Tony." Gronia smiled and said, "Always with a very arrogant and amazing expression. Sometimes it's so annoying......"

Saying that, Gronia didn't really hate it.

"Then do you hate me?"

Gronia looked at Donn, the face she hated it. She smiled and shook her head: "No, after seeing too many of those hypocritical faces, I suddenly think that your megalomania is more cute." ”

Donn smiled, and then another question appeared: "Since you are an invited guest of AC Milan Club, why are you here?" You're not supposed to be in ......," Donn pointed to where the main stand was. “…… Is it there? How did you come here, it feels like you have been banished. ”

"Say so. Could it be that Tony have you been banished? ”

Don shrugged: "I've never been the one the other party welcomed, have I?" I only had a verbal battle with AC Milan last summer. I'm only able to sit here because Demy and I have a better personal relationship. What about you? You and anetbsp "No. I told them to watch the game quietly. I need a quiet place to prepare for work. Thereupon...... It's just that I didn't expect you to be here too. ”

"Looks like we're really connected." Don laughed.

Now it was just him and Gronia in the little box, and they could talk freely, regardless of how the people around them would look at them. The atmosphere was subtle, a little awkward, but also a little exciting.

Realizing that there were only the two of them in the room, Don and Gronya were silent for a moment. The silence seemed to be an ordeal, and Don was the first to break it.

"Uh, Chris...... How are you in the United States? ”

"Fortunately, the career is going well. I have connections on the European side, and Hollywood also needs the European market. ”

"Hehe, congratulations. Will you be exhibiting in the U.S. in the future? ”

"Not really. I run on both sides and thank you for the traffic of the reach. Gronia shrugged, and she glanced at Don. The corners of the mouth suddenly curved into an arc. "Do you miss me, Tony?"

This "frivolous" woman! Don scolded with a smile in his heart. "Of course, I haven't seen my friend for many days, and I will definitely miss it."

"It's just...... Friends? ”

"We're not friends, what else can we?" Don shrugged. Of course he could hear Gronia's voice, but it was dangerous. He couldn't figure out whether this woman was serious about him or just a harmless joke between friends, not to mention that Gronia, although beautiful, was also a smart woman. Unfortunately...... Too smart, Don doesn't like a woman who is smarter than himself to be by the pillow for a long time. He has a bit of a macho chauvinistic tendency and doesn't like strong women very much, such as Gronia and Tang Jing.

The difference between these two women is that Gronia is smarter than Tang Jing and knows how to disguise her cleverness, so that she usually looks less domineering, but can win the favor of men more. And Tang Jing may be due to her younger age, she is too sharp, and while she stands out from the crowd, her light also stings many people who want to get close to him, resulting in no one daring to approach her anymore.

Gronia was indeed smart, and seeing that Don deliberately avoided the topic, she didn't continue any further. Just pointed down: "It's out." ”

Dondi's attention was on the pitch for a moment. Sure enough, all preparations have been made in the middle of the field, and the corridor in the corner of the court has also stretched out of the telescopic shed. There were a lot of people around the exit, and the live broadcast had already begun to mobilize the emotions of the fans, and then he began to report the names that had shocked the rivers and lakes more than ten years ago, and each of them could be exchanged for thunderous cheers.

The two people in the box stopped talking, and watched quietly as the former heroes returned to the green field.

Albertini was the last to come out, holding his son, smiling and wearing a red and black sword stripe at once stepping on the turf of San Siro.

This moment. Albertini is that anetbsp again ※※※

There's nothing to say goodbye to Saben. To see a fierce confrontation here would be to the wrong place. As the AC Milan club says in its promotion: it's a gathering of old friends.

So everyone is here to play, and the most fun is the most, and the results of victory and defeat are secondary. Albertini opened the scoring with his best free-kick to the Barcelona Seniors, before Basten also scored and caused a huge cheer at the San Siro.

In the second half, between AC Milan and Barcelona now, Albertini still appeared on the pitch wearing a red and black sword-striped shirt.

Seeing this scene, Don snorted.

It turns out that Galliani and Carlo Ancelotti still regard Demi as part of Milan today? It's ironic that Demi had begged the club to let him stay here, even if it was to be a substitute. But no one fulfilled his "humble" request. He was ruthlessly expelled from Milanello. If it weren't for Donn, he might have had to end his career in Atlanta. Grow old in that kind of lower Serie A team.

Now that he is doing this at the farewell game, it makes Don feel more like a charity. I have begged bitterly. Is it a kind of respect that the desire to fight for the rest of your life is easily stuffed into your hands at the innocuous farewell match? What exactly does the Milan shirt worn on Albertini weigh now? How did Albertini feel in his heart? Thanks to the club for making his dream come true at the last minute? But what's the use of that? He's already retiring! After today, he will never get a chance to wear his favorite jersey again! Does he want to wear it in an exhibition match where he doesn't care about the outcome of the game?

“…… For a pro, it's a 'jersey, not' fashion! ”

Don was a little emotional, he was thinking about this in his heart. His mouth kept squirming silently, muttering. In the end, he couldn't help but simply say what he was thinking, so that Gronia next to him could hear it.

Gronia looked at Don with an angry face from the side and felt that this man's appearance was really charming...... It's no wonder that his players can be stirred up by a few words from him and play desperately.

He never hides his emotions. Whether he was happy or angry, he showed it so bluntly. This is very different from the hypocritical men that Gronia comes into contact with, who always act like a polite gentleman in front of you. Who knows if the eyes are on your thighs or your breasts? Maybe I even thought about how wonderful it would be to roll over in bed with you.

Don won't be like that, he will admit the dirty thoughts in his heart, he is a real villain. So most people don't like him. But Gronia is one of the few who will decide.

The second half was not over yet, and there were still more than twenty minutes left before Don remembered Albertini's farewell in front of the fans, but Donn didn't want to watch it anymore. He suddenly felt uncomfortable.

So he got up from his seat.

Gronia asked, "Where are you going?" Tony. ”

"I'm sorry I can't be with you, Chriss. I think it's time for me to go back to Nottingham. ”

"It's not over yet...... "Gronia pointed underneath.

Don squeezed out a smile: "It's not the final of an important game, and I don't know the ending until the last second." It's not the result that matters in this kind of competition, it's the process......" he glanced down, "and, I'm a man...... Sentimental, I'm afraid I'll cry in front of you when I see Demy say goodbye. That's not going to work, I'm very face-saving. ”

Gronia knew that Don was lying and making excuses, but she didn't break it.

"Then I'll send you down......," she thought out, but was pressed by Don on the shoulder.

"No, you can get on working."

Under Gronia's gaze, Don turned and walked out the door.

※※※

Don didn't have the slightest nostalgia when he went out, put on his sunglasses, and hurriedly left the glorious San Siro Stadium in the night, he was going to take the last flight back to the UK. Albertini had hoped that the next morning, they would return to Nottingham together. But now Don has changed his mind for the time being.

While waiting at the airport, estimating the time, the game should have ended, Donn sent Albertini a text message. Then turn off your phone and get ready to board.

Albertini saw the text message only when he got home late in the morning, after spending time with his friends and then socializing.

It was late when I got home, and the child had already slept with his wife. When he was about to take a shower, he took out his phone and saw a text message on it that he hadn't checked.

"I'll go back first, Demy. But I'm going to give you a truly wonderful farewell match, and it's not time to say goodbye to this stadium yet! Tony. Dawn. ”

Looking at the text message in his hand, Albertini tilted his head and chuckled.

He agreed with Donn's last remark - it wasn't time to say goodbye to the pitch yet. I have half a season left, so I just said goodbye to AC Milan tonight. It's not about saying goodbye to the football field.

Regardless, he's now a Nottingham Forest player. He has a contract with the Forest team and he has to fulfill it. Goodbye.

But in fact, he doesn't have a farewell match in his own right, and this time is enough today, and he is easily satisfied.

I wanted to reply to a message thanking the boss for his care, but looking at the time, Don had already returned to Nottingham to rest at this time, so forget it. Anyway, I'm going to go to the team training tomorrow afternoon, so thank you in person.

Albertini placed his phone on the table. Walked into the bathroom.

He didn't exit the text message content interface, and the phone screen flashed a faint blue light in the dimly lit room, and it took a while to fade away.

※※※

Albertini guessed wrong, and although Don was in Nottingham at this moment, he did not go to rest. He went to Kenny. Burns' Forest Bar, since staying separately from Don. He's been to the bar more often.

"I'm sorry, it's closed...... Tony? Burns was a little surprised to see Donn push the door in. Aren't you supposed to be in Milan? ”

"Came back early." Don patted his thighs with both hands.

"What? So many superstars gather in the event and still can't attract you? "Kenny. Burns wiped his glass. While joking with Don.

"It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly feel sorry for Demi. Give me a cup of strength. Donn sat on a stool on the floor in front of the bar, his fingers tapping on the bar.

"You're still like that...... It's closed and it's closed now. Burns gestured to the empty bar.

"If you don't take my money, isn't it not a business?" Don smiled.

Hearing him say this, Burns poured Don full of wine and pushed the quilt over: "Yes, let's pay for it next time." ”

Don took the wine and poured half a glass of watery whiskey into his throat in one gulp.

Kenny. Burns took the empty wine glass that Donn handed him, and silently filled it for him.

It was so late, and instead of going home, Don came over for a drink, and Burns knew that Donn must have something to talk to. At this time, what he needs is an audience that doesn't talk nonsense.

Sure enough, after the second drink, Don told Burns what he had seen at San Siro that night and what he was thinking at the time.

Tony...... Maybe Demi didn't think so? Everyone has a different opinion of the same thing, and what you hate may be liked by others. You think it's a handout, and Demi might really appreciate it? Chief...... While Clough was still alive, many people were angry that he had not been knighted by the Queen, but the boss didn't care. Someone sees glory more than anything else, and he doesn't think it compares to the joy of winning a game. At the time of his death, there was also media speculation that the Queen could make up for him. But if you want me to say...... "Burns laughed," Burns laughed, "the head will surely jump up from the grave and refuse to the ground." ”

"You can't change everybody's opinion about something, but you don't have to change your opinion because of someone else. That's it. ”

He took the glass that Don handed him for the seventh time, but instead of filling it up, he set it aside and looked at Donn. "It's really going to close this time, Tony."

Don jumped down from the stool, his steps drifting.

"Thank you for the wine, Kenny. To thank you...... Hiccup! Donn burped, pointed to Burns behind the bar, and said, "I've decided to give you a gift!" ”

"I don't need your gifts." Burns shrugged, "Don't forget to pay me for my drink, it's not easy to make some money by running a small business." ”

As if he hadn't heard Burns, Don said to himself, "I'm going to give you a gift, a great gift!" Standing in the middle of the bar, he spread his arms, but he was a little unsteady on his feet, and it took him a turn to keep his balance.

"Hey, you're drunk, go home. Do you want me to call you a taxi? Burns smiled at Don as he played the treasure.

Kenny...... Hiccup! What do you think...... Felt...... Is the trophy of the European Champions Cup worth the few glasses of wine you just invited me? Don asked, staring at Burns.

Hearing Donn say this, the smile on Burns' face froze.

"You're drunk, Tony."

"No, I'm very clear-headed. Goodbye, Kenny. Tang En turned around in a dashing circle and walked towards the door. As he walked, he muttered: "One plus one equals two, one plus two equals three, two and three equal six, and three three gets nine...... Ninety-nine to one......"

Burns watched Donn leave before shrugging his shoulders and continuing to wipe his glass.

"I'm really drunk......