After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 995 - 0329 Indiana Boas (seeking subscription)_2

Lineker’s hosting has always been very popular, and his salary is more than double that of the TV station’s CEO.

Some people who were unaware of this also learned from the program that there is a player named Andy Carroll who said he plays soccer like Huang Kaiwen.

Just based on one sentence.

Carroll directly overtook Wilshere, Walcott, Welbeck, and Joe Hart, these young talents, becoming the young player most discussed by British fans at night.

There’s also quite a bit of discussion about him online.

"This Carroll doesn’t look that impressive when playing."

"He’s okay, that long shot against Chelsea was beautiful."

"Maybe he has talent, but he doesn’t play anything like Kevin, we might have a new Drogba."

"Yes, pairing him as a double striker with Rooney would be better."

"I remember quite a few teams wanted to loan Carroll last year."

"Yes, and then Newcastle kept him on the first team bench, Carroll has played more games this season and has already scored 3 goals, as many as Owen."

"That’s not bad, but I think his future development will definitely be poor, a player with no brains will absolutely not succeed."

Apparently, this fan thinks Carroll saying he plays like Huang Kaiwen is brainless.

"Neymar from Santos is the player closest to Kevin."

"You’re talking about that kid posting videos online who hasn’t even played in the Brazilian league?"

"Yes, he looks pretty good, the rainbow flick is very similar to Kevin’s."

"But knowing only one trick can’t make you the new Kevin, there are quite a few players using fried meatballs now."

"That move is indeed very practical, but when I was training in the yard, my dad said my fried meatballs looked like they just had a circumcision."

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Rooney and Cassano walked out of the nightclub’s back door arm in arm.

He had given Coleen a heads-up in advance that he would be staying over at Cassano’s place.

The two had a really good time at the club today.

Even when they got home.

A still-excited Rooney said, "Mate, you’re amazing, I didn’t expect such services, we’re practically super VIPs!"

"Of course!"

Cassano said proudly, "If we’re not careful, we’re doomed if the old man finds out!"

"Mm-hmm, you’re so right, once I was found out by him just 15 minutes into a bar, what the hell."

Rooney nodded vigorously.

This event is also one of the shadows in his heart.

At the time, he even thought Ferguson could divine, knowing that the bar wasn’t even in Manchester.

"Oh, Manchester’s nights are not as exciting as those in Madrid, I suddenly miss my days in Madrid, I didn’t even have to play back then, and I could go out on dates every night after work."

Cassano said as he slumped on the sofa.

After coming to Manchester United, it was a completely different state.

Ferguson was really good at dealing with him, making him both respectful and fearful.

Cassano not only lost his small belly, but his outings also decreased.

The city of Manchester is strange, Sir Ferguson’s informants were everywhere.

If you weren’t careful while going out.

The next day when you reached the team, you’d be called into the office for a talk.

It’s said that Giggs and the others had it worse when they were young, back then the old man would directly storm into nightclubs upon getting a tip-off, thinking about it is terrifying.

Rooney swayed as he sat on the sofa, suddenly slapping his head and asking, "Hic, right, why didn’t you let me take that girl?"

"Be smart, little Wayne!"

Cassano got up, pointed at himself and said, "Look at me, then look at you, I’m way more handsome, yet she didn’t pay any attention to me at all, isn’t that strange? Do you think you’re Bruce Wayne?"

Rooney:...

Feeling like giving Cassano a punch.

However.

Cassano was speaking the truth.

That guy is really good at pleasing girls and is willing to spend money.

He is also reasonably good-looking.

Usually, Cassano is more popular than him.

"So what? What the hell do you mean?"

Rooney asked disgruntled.

"So I got suspicious of her!"

Cassano said, "When she went to the restroom, I saw a hidden camera in her bag, I think she wanted to film and sell the video, a tape of someone like you should sell for tens or even hundreds of thousands!"

"Fuck, damn it!"

Rooney suddenly jumped up from the sofa with a cold sweat down his back. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

The alcohol also wore off.

If he really got filmed, he’d be in big trouble.

Ferguson and Coleen wouldn’t spare him.

And with a tape, he’d become a national laughingstock again.

No, a global laughingstock!

His performance wasn’t as bad as those escort girls said.

But because of those taunts, he indeed had some psychological issues.

If it were to be filmed, people probably wouldn’t hesitate to use a stopwatch to ridicule him in the future?

Rooney gratefully said, "Thanks, buddy, next time it’s on me!"

"Wow, that’s rare indeed."

Cassano joked.

Rooney is someone who knows how to manage his living expenses well, which is not common among football stars.

Last time when they went out to eat together, Rooney didn’t have change, and when he tipped, he requested for change.

Rooney flipped the bird and started taking off his clothes to take a shower.

He had stayed over at Cassano’s several times already.

Besides going out to party, they could also play games together.

He had initially wanted to buy a PS2 gaming console, but because the shop owner refused to include 10 game discs as a gift, he hadn’t bought it until now.

And Cassano’s house even had a PS3, so he could indulge himself there.

Usually when they went out, Cassano would be the one spending, and the food was good so he could save on some meal costs for home too.

Cassano picked up a DV from the shelf, sat in front of the computer desk, and powered it on.