I am Vardy

"Sir, I don't think I have the ability to help Manchester United. At least I think I may not be of great help to the team in the offensive position. Now Everton's tactics are mainly defensive and counterattack, which is more suitable for me. growing up!"

Facing Ferguson's temptation, Vardy pondered for a moment, and said.

Ferguson's face darkened upon hearing this.

He must be aware of Vardy's technical characteristics. The reason why he wants to bring Vardy back to Manchester United is naturally to use his ability in certain situations.

As for turning Vardy into the main force, sorry, he really doesn't have that idea.

He understands what Vardy means, but he doesn't want to go back to Manchester United and sit on the bench. At least he is now a main player in Everton, but his refusal is more tactful.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, he thought that a young man like Vardy would be so emotional and crying to return to Manchester United after being fooled by him, but he didn't expect that Vardy has a calmness far beyond his peers, and he also knows what he wants. what.

"Well, you can play for Everton this season first, and we will make a decision next season depending on the situation!"

With Ferguson's city government, naturally he would not be angry with Vardy. When he said this, he was relieved in his heart.

In fact, although it is a good thing for Manchester United to bring Vardy back to Manchester United, it is a pity for Vardy. There is not enough playing time to guarantee his growth. His growth may not be satisfactory, and he may even disappear from everyone.

Vardy thanked Ferguson. In any case, this big boss is likely to be his head coach in the future, so it is best not to offend him.

"The next time you meet Manchester United at Everton, you have to be merciful!" Before saying goodbye, Ferguson had adjusted his mentality and joked with Vardy.

Vardy's face turned red, isn't the lore against Manchester United his famous work!

 …

This time I'm rich too?

At this time, Valdi's head is surrounded by luxury cars and mansions, and there are also beautiful stars who throw themselves into his arms!

But if I compare it again, I can't help but feel very discouraged. Even Rooney can get a weekly salary of more than 50,000 pounds. My little money is really not a big deal, okay?

When he returned to Liverpool, Vardy went to a top restaurant to spend extravagantly. He didn't have the confidence to spend like this before.

Of course, eating the so-called top-level food, Valdy didn't think it was much better than a nutritious meal. What you eat may not be the taste, but the taste.

Just when Vardy walked into the house, a system prompt sounded in his mind. Judging from the sound, another mission came!

Finally came the mission again!

Vardy was so excited that he didn't even take off his shoes, he rushed into the room and entered the system.

"System task: In the game between Everton and Portsmouth, sitting in the stands is more attractive than playing on the field."

"Task Reward: Feature Points +1, Yellow Card Offset Card +1."

"Mission failure penalty: injury for two weeks."

"System task: have a relationship (physically) with the football baby, and the time limit is three weeks."

"Mission Reward: Random Technical Features"

"Mission failure penalty: As long as there is a woman within 1 meter of the host's body within a month, the body will automatically emit an unbearable stench."

When Vardy withdrew from the system, the expression on his face was indescribably wonderful.

What kind of mission is this Nima called?

None of them have anything to do with the game!

That's right, the rewards are very eye-catching, but the problem is that the task is very difficult!

Let me talk about the first task first. The game between Everton and Portsmouth is away. If I try to steal the spotlight in the stands, I think the Portsmouth fans will kill me!

The second mission is also crap.

Sex with football baby?

Or a physical relationship?

That is to say, let yourself put the football baby on it?

say,

Who is Soccer Baby?

Will she let herself go?

Is this funny comparison system having a convulsion today?

Vardy doesn't even know what to do!

Worrying, Vardy fell asleep!

 …

The morning sun shone in through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, and it was so warm that Vardy felt in a daze that the weather was so good today, suitable for staying in bed!

But thinking of Moyes' ruthlessness towards players who were late for training, he knew that he was not blessed to lie in bed and soak up the morning sun!

After hastily washing up and having breakfast, Vardy continued to pedal his bicycle to the training base. His car was still in fantasy and he didn't buy it yet.

"Jamie, you should have a treat. You signed a big contract and kept silent. Do you think you can escape?"

As soon as Vardy changed his clothes and came to the training ground, he was pulled aside by several bad friends.

"Is this also called a big contract? It's just that you can get through it!" Vardy shook his head, which is really nothing to be proud of.

The eyes of several animals were about to pop out, as if they were going to eat people.

"You are so loud, do you know that my salary is about the same as yours!" Carsley said angrily.

Naturally, Everton is not as rich and powerful as Manchester United. The salary of any major Manchester United player is at Everton's proper maximum salary.

Carsley has played football for so many years, and finally got through to the present, probably at this level of salary.

And Vardy has only played professional football for a few days, and he gets the same money as him. Do you think he is not depressed?

Vardy blinked his eyes and seemed to understand the situation in front of him. The jealous eyes of several animals were almost red. If he did not agree to the treat, it is estimated that this fat beating would definitely not escape.

"Yesterday, I was thinking about treating guests. How about treating everyone to a big meal, and then go one-stop after the big meal?" Vardy immediately changed his words.

"That's about the same! But I want two tonight!" Gravesen then let go of Vardy's hand.

"I want two too!" Osman said in a low voice, not feeling ashamed at all!

"Can I have three?" Carsley said wretchedly.

Although Vardy had a smile on his face, his heart seemed to be bleeding.

A model is £10,000 a night, these three bastards add up to seven, and a car just goes into it!

Well, Vardy is not a stingy person, anyway, he doesn't have a family now, and he doesn't need to earn money for milk powder for his children, so it doesn't matter if he spends all his salary.

"It's definitely okay to treat guests, and models are fine too!" Vardy smiled playfully, "But, are you sure you can bear three?"

Carsley's wretched expression froze, his brows furrowed into a ball, and his eyes turned unkind to Vardy.

"You said three, can I bear it?" Cassley asked, gnashing his teeth, as if he wanted to eat Vardy.

"You are awesome, you can do it at night to control ten girls!"

Vardy surrendered!