Chapter 95: His last name

The interview was very grand after the game. It wasn't the usual mixed-area interview that hurried. Anfield presented a press conference posture.
After Aldridge was present, the reporters immediately took photos of him, and the flash was uncomfortable.
"It's almost enough, gentlemen, I don't want to miss the leaving bus, so if you have any questions, just do it as soon as possible."
"Echo" is the mouthpiece media of Merseyside, not particularly inclined to Everton or Liverpool, and the two clubs have some new policies or news that will be disclosed first in "Echo" or test fan reactions , Or exclusive news.
The reporter from this media was full of hostility towards Aldridge and asked directly: "Why are you doing that? Provoking Anfield fans! Your team won, yes, but you should show some demeanor, don't you? ?"
Aldrich made his debut without thinking: "The stadium is a bit noisy. Obviously Liverpool do not welcome me. I don't mind, just like they went to London and nobody welcomed them. Okay, the next question."
The "Echo" reporter was choked and wanted to continue asking questions. As a result, the peers did not give face, and they were happy to hear some headlines from Aldridge's mouth. He did just that.
Who makes people red now?
Before the season, it was predicted that Millwall will usher in a difficult Premier League start. The first is the Devil schedule, but the five most difficult games have been played three times. Millwall has two wins and one draw. The traditional three giants in England, only Manchester United at home A difficult point was scored from Millwall.
After the interview, Aldridge led the team back to London. That night, he was waiting for the team doctor's diagnosis report at the club.
He got a headache.
Southgate's injury is 5 to 7 weeks away from the field. Trezeguet's sprained ankle requires at least 6 to 8 weeks of convalescence.
The two main players were absent, he began to adjust the lineup, four days later in the League Cup, although the match is weak, but the cup is often a hotbed of hotspots. Who.
Dean Richards replaced Southgate, and Solskjaer replaced Trezeguet, but his strength has definitely declined.
After training ended on Monday afternoon, Aldridge returned to the apartment to take a shower, changed his neat suit and prepared to go to the banquet.
At the beginning of the month, it was Harriet’s birthday, but at that time, the hot girl group just debuted and attended some business events. She planned to make up for a birthday party tonight, because they were going to work hard to record the first album. So, finally relax.
Aldridge was invited to go, and Melanie sat on the sofa downstairs in his house, specializing in cycling the single record of the hot girl group in the room. She listened to it with relish and a sense of accomplishment.
Well-dressed Aldridge came downstairs, Melanie looked up and down, frowned, "Is this too formal?"
Aldridge shrugged. "Otherwise? Should I wear hip-hop? No kidding. If I had the image taken, how would I work?"
Melanie agreed with him after thinking about it.
She took Aldridge's arm and walked out, just opened the door, but saw Andrew standing outside the door ready to knock.
"Hi."
Andrew froze, then raised his hand to say hello.
Aldrich questioned: "Is there something to do with me?"
Andrew Yang raised the letter in his other hand and said, "It's okay. I'm going home today. I have an international letter from you at home. I'll send it to you. Is it your friend abroad?"
Aldridge took the letter and glanced at the mailing address, his expression dignified.
He walked back to the house and opened the letter. The more he looked, the more ugly his face was.
"what happened?"
Melanie was startled, Aldridge's expression was almost like the end of the world.
"Andrew, do me a favor. I want to go abroad. I will get my visa in the fastest time and go to Hungary."
After Aldridge read the letter, his chest undulated, and Melanie and Andrew even saw tears in his eyes.
He turned to Melanie and said, "I'm sorry, I can't go to Halivel's birthday party. I apologize to her for me."
"Eh, what the happened?"
Melanie was infected by Aldridge and was anxious.
"No time to explain, I'm going to pack up."
"Wait, I will go with you. Your current state makes me very worried. I will go with you."
Aldridge glanced back at her and nodded a few seconds later.
Andrew watched Aldridge run upstairs, spread his hands and expressed helplessness, he took out the phone and began to contact the city's network.
Aldridge and Melanie boarded British Airways that night, flying directly to Hungary's capital, Budapest.
Before leaving, Aldridge called Jenson and told the other party: If I can’t come back before Wednesday, you direct the game for me.
When the plane was almost out of the clouds, Melanie was sitting next to Aldridge and found that Aldridge's right leg was shaking. She was obviously in a state of anxiety. She stretched her hand on his leg and said softly: "Now It’s useless for you to be anxious. The plane has already taken off. We will soon arrive in Budapest. Can you tell me what happened?"
Aldridge closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He pressed his right hand against the back of her hand. He said slightly: "Last summer, before I returned to London, I worked as a football coach, working for the Hungarian national team. There, I met a mentor who taught me the soul of football."
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Budapest has gradually become the world's largest black market since the disintegration of Eastern Europe. It is full of unexplained black gold and stolen goods traded by criminals. The wealthy will always send Ma Zi to buy rare treasures that are impossible to buy on the market.
Aldridge apparently did not come to travel and shop. After getting off the plane, he got on a taxi with Melanie and came to a hospital in the capital.
After inquiring about the ward at the front desk, Aldridge hurried upstairs, and in the aisle outside the ward, he saw a plain-haired old lady with white hair.
The old woman looked sad, looked up after hearing the footsteps, and found that it was Aldridge who stood up immediately and the two hugged.
"Elizabeth, how is he?"
Aldridge's voice was trembling.
"I don't know, he suddenly fainted at home, Aldridge, thank you for coming, he will be very happy."
At this time the nurse came out of the ward and said that the patient was awake.
"Boy, go and see him, he will be pleasantly surprised to see you."
Aldridge nodded, packed his emotions, and entered the ward.
Melanie took the initiative to hold the old woman's arm, and the two stood beside the ward door, looking at everything in the room.
Aldridge put a smile on his face and walked into the ward to see the old man with hair on his bed lying there quietly. He opened his eyes and seemed to adapt to his surroundings.
"Huh? Aldridge, why are you here? What happened to me?"
He struggled to sit up, but Aldridge hurried over and pressed his hand against him gently, saying, "Hey, what do you want to do? Lie down, you are sick, take a good rest, you are no longer a lad. Don’t be brave. Just like you told me, on the training ground, I have to listen to you. In the hospital, you have to listen to the doctor."
The old man sighed and lay down. He asked curiously: "Aren't you going back to England? Are you coaching the team now?"
Aldridge sat down next to his bed and smiled, "Well, coaching, my team is Millwall."
"Milwall? Never heard of it."
"Of course not as good as Real Madrid, but maybe in the future."
"Oh, you are really confident, but no team can surpass Real Madrid, no."
"is it?"
...
Melanie at the door whispered: "They have a good relationship."
"Ferrenz treats Aldridge as his own child. In the past Aldridge would always be angry with him, and he would criticize him severely."
"What's wrong with him?"
"The doctor said it was Alzheimer's disease."
Melanie didn't understand, so she stopped asking.
However, a weird scene appeared in the ward.
It was just a blink of an eye. The old man in the bed looked out the window, turned his head again, and said to Aldridge sitting by the bed: "Audrich, why are you here?"
Aldridge looked shocked and grinned with difficulty, "I'll come to see you."
"Has your dream come true? Has a hometown team invited you to coach? Those who do not invite you will regret it."
"I have found a job and coached a small team."
"What's the name? I also know a lot of English teams."
"Milwall."
"Uh, never heard of it."
...
Melanie by the door was dumbfounded. She looked at Elizabeth the old woman in a puzzled way, and the old woman smiled through the vicissitudes and said: "Alzheimer's disease is Alzheimer's disease."
Melanie covered her mouth with one hand, looking at the repetitive picture in the ward, behind Aldridge’s smile, the struggling pain was heart-breaking, her eyes full of tears, covering her mouth, afraid of crying. Come.
Half an hour later, Aldridge was sitting in a chair outside the ward. He hung his head down, his hands on his thighs, and tears dripped indiscriminately on the floor.
Just now, he had the same conversation three times with the old man in the ward.
"Aldrich, you and Ferenc, are you dating?"
The sad-looking Melanie clasped Aldridge's hand. When he saw the man's true temperament, he didn't feel that he was fragile, but rather so real.
Aldridge straightened and raised his head, choking with closed eyes: "His name is Ferenc and his last name is: Puskas!"