"Morgan!"

When Schneiderlin made another mistake on the ball, Mine Steele, the technical coach standing on the sidelines, finally couldn't help it, and he raised his voice and shouted: "Morgan, you have to improve your concentration and stop making these low-level mistakes."

As if he had just come to his senses, Morgan Schneiderlin turned to apologize to the coach and Carrick, who had passed him the ball.

On the training ground, many players were attracted by the shouts of the technical coach, and at this time they all looked to this side.

"It's pitiful."

In the offensive training group, Edinson Cavani, who was in the group with Chen Huan, whispered to Chen Huan: "That group of bastards actually attacked Morgan with such vicious language on the Internet, he is still just a young player."

"Me too."

Edinson looked up and down at the handsome and young face in front of him, and after a moment said with a smile: "Chen, not everyone has this young appearance and mature heart like you monster, but seriously, don't you really feel sad when you see those criticisms?"

"When I was your age, if someone attacked me with such vicious words online, I would even secretly wipe my tears." Edinson said.

"Nonsense, of course it will be sad, but sad and not." Chen Huan stretched out his leg and hooked the ball over, "Instead of small talk, let's find the state first, and then!" On

the edge of the training ground, Mine-Steele looked around at the players who were training in groups, and finally set his eyes on Schneiderlin.

Moments later, Steele found Davis, and the two briefly communicated for a while, and then found head coach Louis van Gaal together.

"Sir, I think there is something wrong with Morgan," Steele told Van Gaal truthfully: "He brought a bad performance to the training ground, he had never been so bad before.

Van Gaal raised his head and looked in Schneiderlin's direction.

Davis spoke at this time: "Sir, I think you should talk to him, maybe your communication with him will make the situation better."

"You're right, I should talk to Morgan, just not now, after today's training assignment, let him come to my office."

"No problem." Davis said.

The day of training ended quickly, and at 3:30 p.m., the team finished their entire day of training.

When the whistle blew at the end of training, the players visibly relaxed, and then made their way to the dressing room in small talk.

Chen Huan did not leave, but picked up a ball and walked towards another court.

Kavani smiled and said, "Chen, do you want to practice more today?"

"That's right, are you going to stay together?"

"Forget it, I just practiced with you yesterday, and now my body still hurts, let's torture those silly boys of the youth team." Edinson smiled and waved his hand towards the dressing room.

"Morgan! Morgan! Davis stood on the sidelines waving his arms.

In the crowd, the listless Schneiderlin was still reminded by his teammates to notice that someone was calling him, and looked up to see that it was the assistant coach.

"Davis, what's going on?"

"Mr. Van Gaal wants to talk to you."

Schneiderlin was stunned for a second, "Now?

"Yes."

"Good." Schneiderlin agreed, turning and walking towards the Carrington office complex.

The attention of the players who had not yet left suddenly fell on Schneiderlin's back.

Everyone is speculating about what Van Gaal is going to do when he suddenly wants to see Schneiderlin.

"Listen, the club is up to us!"

The roaring voice sounded in Schneiderlin's ears as soon as he stepped into the Carrington office complex, and the voice was somewhat familiar.

"Good, good! Very good! I can give you a chance, but the team's results have to improve!

"You'd better think hard about what I just told you and cherish your chance, because not everyone has the chance to be at the helm of a team like Manchester United!"

Shortly after the roar fell, there was a loud "bang" of the door closing.

Schneiderlin suddenly felt that his feet were a little soft, and then a figure came from the front, and Schneidlin recognized the other party, the team management, and the people of the Glazer family.

"Mr. Charlie..." Schneiderlin stopped to greet the other man.

Charlie stopped for a step, and after seeing clearly that it was Schneiderlin, he accelerated away without any reaction.

Was it Mr Charlie who was arguing with manager Louis van Gaal just now?

Schneiderlin is even more insecure, and the devil knows if when he pushes open the door to the manager's office he will see a Van Gaal who is full of anger and has nowhere to vent.

He is still afraid of Van Gaal, or the vast majority of the first-team players are afraid of Van Gaal.

Finally walking to the closed iron cyan door, Schneiderlin took a deep breath and knocked on the office door.

"In." Van Gaal's calm voice sounded.

Schneiderlin mustered up the courage to push open the door, "Good afternoon, sir."

Van Gaal pointed to the chair in front of him, "Sit down, we may have a lot to talk about."

"Sir, I want to apologize to you first, I know I did a terrible job against Leicester City, but rest assured that I will definitely adjust as soon as possible..."

Van Gaal did not let him finish, repeating what he had just said.

Schneiderlin then sat down in a chair in front of his desk.

"I have seen all the public opinion on the Internet, I'm sorry child, I can't help you at this point."

Schneiderlin was stunned at once, he had thought Van Gaal would criticize him very harshly.

"Sir, I... I can handle it myself. Saying that, Schneiderlin's eyes couldn't help but sour again.

"It's a lot of Manchester United players who need to face, Morgan. Van Gaal said: "Manchester United is a very high stage, it is surrounded by countless spotlights, and there are countless people who use a magnifying glass to watch the performance of the players on the stage.

Schneiderlin already understood that at Manchester United, any of his actions would attract great attention.

"To learn to adapt, of course, it requires a strong psychological quality, and it is worth mentioning that the club has a special psychologist to help players build mentally."

"I went to see it yesterday afternoon." Schneiderlin said.

Van Gaal fell silent, and the head coach's office fell into an awkward silence.

"Okay, I'm not going to beat around the bush. You're not in the right training right now. Van Gaal said bluntly.

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