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"Congratulations to Mario! The iron tree is blooming!"

In the dormitory, Suk shouted loudly, holding a drink glass.

Modric, Srna, Duimovic, Vukojevic, Planic, Mandzukic and others gathered together.

This party was to celebrate Mandzukic's first goal of the season.

"Thank you! Thank you!" With a smile on his face, Mandzukic turned around and asked, "What does the flowering of the iron tree mean?"

Su Ke: "It's just that the idiot has figured it out!"

"Oh!" Mandzukic nodded.

Everyone gathered around the dining table and ate takeaway French food.

They generally can't afford such high-end things.

However, Mandzukic has re-signed a new contract, so he is in for a treat.

"Our current performance is very good. Keep working hard and try not to lose in the middle and late stages of the league!" Srna said with a smile.

Su Ke was not angry; "Can we have some structure, whoever loses loses! We want to win the championship undefeated!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at Su Ke in shock.

"This is too difficult, that's it for other teams. Lokomotiv Zagreb and Hajduk won't watch us win the championship undefeated!" Duimovic said as he stuffed a piece of foie gras into his mouth.

"Actually, it's not hopeless." Modric suddenly said; "As long as we guarantee a complete victory in half the season, adjust our state during the winter break and restore our physical fitness, we can keep up the good work in the second half of the season!"

Planic: "Hajduk is not in good shape right now. They just finished the Champions League qualifying round and I heard they lost miserably!"

"Lost miserably?"

Suk turned to look over.

Planic nodded; "They met Chelsea in the third round!"

Suk grinned.

In 2003, Chelsea just welcomed the arrival of Russian giant Abramovich, who spent crazy money to buy people.

Although the madman Mourinho has not yet taken charge of the coach, it is also a team in the five major leagues, and it is still a lineup capable of competing for the championship.

What does Hajduk use to kick!

"What's the score?"

Planic: "Two rounds, 11:0!"

"So miserable?"

Everyone was stunned.

They thought it was only about 6:1 in two rounds.

11:0 Ah!

This is a bloody massacre!

"That's right, they were massacred! So, their recent state is very poor, and I heard that due to this loss, they also have some internal problems."

Suker: "That's good news for us. We will play against them in the next game, which will hit them further."

Mandzukic; “I don’t know if I can play in the next game!”

"Don't worry!" Suk patted Mandzukic.

"It's impossible for Besic not to see the goals he scored after coming on as a substitute. And signing a new contract with you means that you have been recognized. There will be many opportunities in the future!"

Listening to Suk's explanation, Mandzukic suddenly felt confident.

Suk glanced at Mandzukic. This guy has been worrying about gains and losses recently.

The proud look before was no longer visible at all.

I guess he was suppressed too hard by Besic!

Everyone was eating and chatting.

The time soon came to 8 o'clock.

After Modric answered the phone, he said: "My father is here to pick me up. It's time for me to go home."

Suk nodded.

"be safe!"

Watching Modric leave, Suk glanced at Srna and the others.

These guys have no intention of moving their butts.

"We just finished playing the game. You are also tired. Go back and rest early." Su Ke issued an eviction order.

But these guys are too lazy to understand what they say.

"I'm not tired!"

"I'm going to play a few more games!"

"Battle for three hundred rounds!"

Suk's forehead veins popped out.

The most uncomfortable thing about living here is that these guys can't understand you if you speak in a slightly twisted way.

"Get out of here! Get out of here! You guys are not tired. I am extremely tired. Don't disturb my rest!"

Suk urged everyone to leave.

Sirna and others also looked at the game console reluctantly, and finally left helplessly.

After everyone left, Mandzukic began to take the initiative to clean up the messy dining table.

Su Ke had no intention of helping.

"Go to rest early today and start training at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning!"

Upon hearing these words, Mandzukic immediately became energetic.

"At six o'clock, I'll call you!"

Suk nodded and returned to the room.

On September 15th, Dinamo Zagreb welcomed a special guest.

Woznimir Boban!

Former Croatia captain, led Croatia's golden generation to the World Cup semi-finals in 1998.

Serie A giant, Rossoneri, AC Milan, former main player, and also the foreign player with the most honors in AC Milan.

In Boban's heyday, he was definitely the world's leading midfielder.

He has outstanding abilities and is extremely capable of dribbling and breaking through.

And this player also comes from Dinamo Zagreb.

Dinamo Zagreb is indeed Croatia's star-making machine. It can be said that many players of Croatia's golden generation came from this club.

It is also from this stage to the five major European leagues!

"Hey guy!"

In Besic's office.

Davo Suk and Boban hugged happily.

The two are the closest comrades in the national team, and their relationship is naturally very good.

"I heard that Dinamo Zagreb was in very good shape before I came here." Boban looked at Besic and said: "You are not very good at playing football, but you are still very reliable as a coach!"

Besic grinned bitterly.

Boban was their captain when they played together for Dinamo Zagreb.

At that time, Besic was just a substitute.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Boban sat on the sofa and looked at the two of them.

Besic also looked at Davor Suker.

In fact, Boban was called by Davor Suk, and Besic didn't know what this guy was going to do.

Davo Suk coughed dryly and said to Besic first, "Just pretend you didn't hear what I say next."

Besic raised an eyebrow.

Boban also said with a smile: "You are on their territory, blocking their mouths?"

Dawo Suk laughed sarcastically.

Besic also shrugged, indicating that he understood.

Dawo Suk suddenly said seriously, "I hope to mobilize our connections!"

Boban looked at Davo Suk in surprise.

"You mean over there?"

"Yes!" Dawo Suk nodded; "There are several very good prospects here. I hope they can enter the five major leagues as soon as possible instead of hanging around in low-level leagues, which will not help them much!"

"Especially these two!"

Davor Suker took out two player photos from his pocket.

Above, there are Suker and Modric.

"The strength of these two little guys has reached the level of the five major leagues. I have already sent their resumes to teams in La Liga, the Premier League and the Bundesliga."

Boban said in surprise; "Real Madrid and Arsenal?"

Davor Suker: "There are also West Ham United and Munich 1860!"

Boban frowned; "Real Madrid has little hope!"

What is low hope is that there is no hope at all.

However, Dawo Suk still gave it a try.

After all, Real Madrid implements a superstar policy during this period!

The requirements for selecting players are not only superstars, but also good looks!

No matter what, Suker and Modric are not up to standard.

"I have no connections in Serie A, so I asked you to try it."

Boban was silent for a moment and said: "You want me to contact AC Milan?"

Davor Suker; "Ancelotti is very good at cultivating young players. Based on the performance of these two guys, they should be interested!"

AC Milan is a very humane team.

Boban's peak was dedicated to the Rossoneri, so he still has enough connections and influence there.

It's not impossible that Boban is determined to get one or two of them in.

However, AC Milan's current lineup is full of strong players.

Inzaghi, Maldini, Cafu, Shevchenko, Gattuso, Nesta, Dida.

Even the bench is luxurious.

The talented player Kaka who just joined from Brazil, Boban has seen this guy's performance and is very surprised.

But even so, he is not playing as a substitute in AC Milan.

Boban didn't think it was a good idea.

How many talented players have been killed by the benches of wealthy clubs!

Seeing Boban's hesitation, Dawo Suk couldn't help but feel angry.

"Don't worry, mother-in-law, in that World Cup semi-final, if you passed the ball, I could go forward and score a goal, and my good movement would be in vain!"

"Get out!" Boban scolded: "You ran so fast, even if I passed the ball, it would still be offside!"

"How will you know if you don't try?"

"It's obvious!"

Dawo Suk suddenly stretched out his index finger and poked at the photo hard, speaking every word with strong unwillingness in his eyes.

"No! Try! Try! Just! No! Know!"

Boban suddenly fell silent.

He looked at Dawo Suk seriously.

For their generation, that semi-final is an eternal scar.

Even now, they remember every detail of that game in their minds.

In the dead of night, they were unwilling, regretful, and helpless.

Dawo Suk has brought this matter up, which means that this guy is really serious.

After a moment of silence, Boban suddenly said:

".I can't guarantee that it can be delivered to Ancelotti, but I can deliver it to the desk of AC Milan's sports director!"

Dawo Suk breathed out.

"This is enough!"

After a pause, he added another sentence.

"How about Inter Milan also give me a gift?"

Boban turned around and laughed and cursed: "Get out!"

The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, Besic suddenly coughed dryly.

Ahem!

"Have you finished discussing it?"

They both turned their heads.

"I didn't want to hear it at first, but" Besic said with a look of displeasure; "Is it appropriate for you two to discuss how to send the core of the team away in front of me, the head coach of Dinamo Zagreb?"

Dawo Suk; "Don't worry! It will be sold at a good price!"

Boban: "You can expect the handiwork of a wealthy family!"

Besic pursed his lips but said nothing.

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