6 million pounds got Modric?

When Dong Fangzhuo received the wind, he couldn't believe it. Manchester United simply picked up a super bargain!

This future world-class midfielder, even at this age, is worth 60 million, but now there is a zero.

This time Manchester United is really the right person, the same age as himself, a few months of Modric is definitely the Manchester United's core midfielder in the next ten years!

"Hey, I'm going to meet the kid!" When he heard the news on the training ground, Dong Fangzhuo couldn't restrain his excitement, hoping to see Modric in the first time.

Instead of looking for him, Modric has come to the training ground.

"Just him?" Pu Zhixing pouted and looked at Modric with some doubt. Modric at 1.72m is 3 cm shorter than him.

He, who also played in the midfield, was naturally full of vigilance against Modric. "Is he excellent?"

Park Ji-sung doesn't know which green onion Modric is.

"He?" Dong Fangzhuo was silent for a while, and then organized the language. "This guy is a little pervert. His overall view, no dead ends, and getting rid of the spot... It's his only shortcoming, he shouldn't be able to defend. This may be your only advantage."

"I can't run without it? Hum."

"This...may not..." Modric is also an iron man who can't die, and may not be worse than Park Ji-sung.

Hearing Dong Fangzhuo's answer, Park Zhixing's face became ugly. He said that his own advantage is only defense.

Not only did Park Ji-sung's mind change, but the positions of Fletcher, Scholes, and Carrick will also be affected.

They all play in the midfield, and suddenly a midfield is added, and no one is comfortable. You know, Ferguson now only plays 433, not 442. It is too difficult to compete for the three places in the starting lineup.

However, Manchester United players led the following team under Dong Fangzhuo to welcome Modric.

"Welcome to Manchester United." Dong Fangzhuo took the initiative to reach out friendly, "Little Cruyff."

"Ah?" Modric's voice was slightly sharp, but still smiling. "Little Cruyff?"

"Haha, yes, I think you look like Cruyff."

"I'm more handsome than him."

"..." Dong Fangzhuo smiled, thinking that Modric would be more reticent and wouldn't speak, but it was quite humorous.

After Ferguson left...

"Welcome," Ronaldo also extended his friendly hand. "However, you have not participated in the special welcome ceremony for Manchester United."

"Special welcome ceremony?"

"Yes, I will take you later." Ronaldo smiled slyly.

"I wipe, this guy..." Dong Fangzhuo rolled his eyes, and he instantly thought of what happened.

It must be the story of the old handgun...

But this is nothing. It is good to be able to quickly narrow the relationship between the players through this matter...

After the training, Ronaldo and Rooney took away Modric, and a group of young teammates followed to see the excitement.

Modric thought that he had come to a gang instead of coming to Manchester United. He was almost forcibly removed.

Dong Fangzhuo walked at the end and wanted to see how Ronaldo and Rooney molested Modric.

In the end, Dong Fangzhuo brought him to the desk calendar of Manchester United celebrity Clayton Blackmore.

"Every young player who joins the team must face him with a handjob."

"what?"

Modric's face flushed instantly.

I don’t know if it’s a prank, but I’m hitting a man against a man?

"This is the tradition of Manchester United. Didn't you know before you joined Manchester United?"

Modric slowly shook his head, not knowing.

"Ok, now you know," Rooney put his arms around Modric's shoulder. "It's not too late to know, don't you need me to take off your pants? If you are not used to it, I can recommend someone to fight for you..."

"This..." Modric's face was already scared pale, and this group of guys was terrible than the Slavic robbers.

Are you playing the **** in the desk calendar of Manchester United?

"Piqué?"

I? Pique's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it. You would ask him to complete the sacred task.

This joke is big!

"I... I can't do it."

Pique was a little nervous, thinking that the picture was all creepy...

"I...can't do it either."

Modric admitted truthfully that this was really disgusting.

"Hey, as a Manchester United, it's impossible to do it. Everyone came here, you can't do it, then you are not a real Manchester United."

"Otherwise, you come to him yourself, we are waiting for you outside, this is napkin..."

"..."

Modric panicked and never panicked on the court, but today was frightened by Manchester United's new teammates. He turned to Pan Fangzhuo in the distance with some panic, apparently asking for help.

"Man, I can't help you. It's a rule. We all come here, so you have to do the same."

Dong Fangzhuo spread his hands and said he could do nothing...

"Really? Guys."

"Yes!"

Everyone spoke in unison.

"..."

A trace of despair flashed in Modric's eyes, and the green face became paler. His trembling right hand finally took the white napkin from Rooney's hand.

"I, need to be quiet..."

He succumbed and accepted helplessly.

"Okay, then we are waiting for you outside, remember to draw the map on a napkin!"

"Come on!"

"Brother, we are waiting for you outside!"

Rooney patted Modric's shoulder and almost turned back when he turned around. Everyone came out of the door and made Modric want to be quiet.

Outside the door, they were whispering...

"You said, will he really fight?"

"Hush—"

Ten minutes later, footsteps were heard...

With a squeak, the door opened, Modric still holding the napkin in his hand, but it seemed that the color had changed.

"Pik?" Rooney gave Pik a wink and asked Pik to check up.

"Fak, why is it me again..."

Pique squeezed his nose and reluctantly went up to take the napkin and opened it.

Gooey~lightnovelpub.net~ There seems to be a smell of boiled taro in the air...

"what,"

"Hahahaha,"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

The laughter resounded through the sky.

"Welcome, Luca!"

Dong Fangzhuo walked through the crowd and stood in front of Modric, and said very seriously: "You are so brave, you are the first guy I have ever seen to successfully pistol here."

Modric's legs were soft and he almost didn't fall to the ground. It was really counted by this group of guys. I wiped...

"From now on, you are one of us."

"No, you don't need to shake hands..." Dong Fangzhuo smiled, this is the hand that has been hand-hit...