Football: My AI System Provides Max-Level Predictions-Chapter 728 - 517 Gracie: "Just a reminder, players need to exercise restraint in that regard."_2

Chapter 728: Chapter 517 Gracie: "Just a reminder, players need to exercise restraint in that regard."_2

Looking again at those brown eyes, Tang Long always feels they resemble someone’s, but he can’t suddenly recall who. He just speculates in his heart: "Doesn’t seem like an England native, more like someone from South America?"

Seeing Tang Long put on his clothes, Maria giggles, then hands over the cola in her hand to Tang Long, sweetly saying, "Here, have a cola." She smiles, revealing a row of beautiful white teeth.

Oh, she brought me a drink, Tang Long chuckled and waved his hand, saying, "Thank you, but I can’t drink sugary carbonated drinks. You have it yourself."

Maria blinks twice, and with a "pop" she opens the cola, takes a swig herself, then hands another bottle of orange juice to him, saying, "This one you can drink, right?"

Actually, this is also not very drinkable because the orange juice still has sugar in it.

But seeing the good intention of this little girl, Tang Long doesn’t refuse anymore, takes it, and opens it for a sip.

"Hello, little girl, what’s your name, what do you want?" Tang Long asks her while drinking.

He thought Maria would ask him for an autograph or a photo, but Maria didn’t answer directly. Instead, she pointed to the scattered footballs on the field and asked him, "How did your shot just now make such a loud bang, like fireworks? Can you teach me?"

Maria never watches football, and of course, she doesn’t play it either. She just thought that Tang Long’s shot looked very powerful, and the banging sound was very stimulating.

Her only understanding of football is that during gym class some boys in her class would play on the field, but their shots were weak and powerless, far inferior to this black-haired Asian person in front of her.

Maria saying Tang Long’s shot was like fireworks was indeed her true feeling;

However, when she asked Tang Long to teach her, it was purely to make conversation, as Maria had no interest in football whatsoever and didn’t even know what offside meant.

"Next time, then. I have to go to the physiotherapy room, sorry about that, little sister!"

Tang Long suddenly remembered he had an appointment with Gracie for a physiotherapy session after his regular training yesterday, and realizing what time it was, he feared Gracie would grow impatient waiting, so he quickly sped up and dashed out of the training field.

Seeing Tang Long suddenly run off, Maria quickly shouted "Hey" but saw Tang Long’s pace not slow down, rather getting faster and faster, just like when she saw that strange uncle on the street earlier, she panicked for a moment and chased after him.

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At that moment, Gracie was sitting alone in her treatment room, arms crossed, already quite impatient from waiting.

She saw the Manchester City players walking out one by one from the window, indicating that regular training had ended. Since she had an appointment with Tang Long, she waited in the treatment room, not leaving.

Though quite some time passed without seeing Tang Long arrive, she vaguely heard loud banging sounds coming from the training field.

Without much thought, Gracie knew Tang Long must have been having extra practice.

And so she waited and waited, for almost an hour without seeing Tang Long arrive.

If it were any other player, Gracie would have picked up her bag and left, wouldn’t have waited any longer. But when it came to Tang Long, she couldn’t help it, but her heart was filled with resentment because she had a medical meeting to attend in the afternoon and wouldn’t make it if Tang Long didn’t show up soon.

"Sorry, forgot the time while doing extra training, came late, let’s start."

Tang Long pushed the door open and came in.

Seeing Tang Long drenched in sweat and a face full of fatigue, Gracie’s reproach for his unpunctuality vanished instantly, instead feeling a bit of sympathy for him.

"You’re drenched in sweat, how can I do therapy on you? Go shower quickly." Gracie pointed to the partition in the treatment room, then took out a new towel from the cabinet.

Tang Long awkwardly said, "That’s not really suitable, I didn’t bring any clothes. How about I go to the locker room and after a shower, come here?"

Gracie gave him a look, "I’m a doctor, haven’t I seen it all? Hurry up. I have things to do this afternoon. Just shower here," then raised her wrist and glanced at her watch, looking visibly impatient.

Out of options, Tang Long had to step into the partition.

He turned on the showerhead, and the warm water splashed over him, washing away sweat and fatigue.

Just as he was closing his eyes to enjoy the stream, suddenly there was a commotion outside.

Turns out Maria had chased Tang Long to the treatment room, giving Gracie a scare at the sudden intrusion.

"Who are you? How did you get in here?" Gracie asked with a frown.

Maria, panting, saw Gracie’s unfriendly face and felt a bit scared, but still gathered her courage to say, "I’m looking for that big brother. He promised to teach me football."

"That big brother," seeing this little girl with a naive face, Gracie smiled slightly, "There are over twenty big brothers on this training field. They can all teach you football."

"The one with black hair, the one who runs super fast, even faster than my dog," replied Maria earnestly.

Gracie couldn’t help but giggle, knowing she was talking about Tang Long.

"He’s taking a shower. You should leave; this is not where you should be."

But Maria was unwilling to go, "I’ll wait here for him. I have something to tell him."

Meanwhile, in the partition, Tang Long heard the conversation outside, secretly feeling troubled.

Tang Long, who had already become an idol player in all of England, dreaded being pestered by such little girls in his daily life. He preferred the kind of non-clingy older sister like Dilata who came and went gently, leaving no traces.

So he dawdled in the partition, staying in the shower for a long time, and Maria, having waited for nearly half an hour, left bored.

"Are you spending Christmas in there? Come out, I’ve sent her away," Gracie called out.

Tang Long breathed a sigh of relief and then quickly cooperated with Gracie to start the therapy.

Tang Long chatted with Gracie about what happened earlier on the field, and Gracie teased him, "Your charm is too big, even little girls are chasing after you."

Wearing just sports shorts, Tang Long, topless, walked out and lay down on the therapy bed as instructed by Gracie.

As soon as he laid down, Gracie sensed something was off.

"Don’t move, let me feel," she signaled for Tang Long to turn over.

So, Tang Long flipped over on the massage chair, facing up.

Gracie’s soft little hand slid up Tang Long’s thigh, suddenly reaching into his shorts.

Tang Long shivered and held his breath.

At this time, everyone in the training base had gone, the outside was silent and deserted, and that little girl had long disappeared somewhere. Only a few sparrows on the oak tree outside chirped occasionally.

The therapy room’s door was tightly closed, with only the occasional water drip sound from the partition showerhead emphasizing the silence. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

His gaze moved to Gracie’s slightly open neckline.

Beneath the white coat’s collar, he could faintly see the exquisite golden lace-trimmed lingerie.

Even after the shower, Tang Long felt his body heat up even more. His gaze shifted up to meet Gracie’s, whose sapphire-blue eyes were staring intently at him.

"Should I just do her now?" Tang Long wondered.

Suddenly, Tang Long felt Gracie apply heavy pressure to his inner thigh’s groin area, causing him to cry out, "Ah," as Gracie’s hand swiftly withdrew from his shorts.

"You might have a groin injury. You won’t be able to play in the next league match. I’ll immediately write a report to Guardiola," Gracie sighed, then walked over to the desk, and the pen’s nib soundlessly connected with the paper, making a rustling sound.

Groin injury?

With Gracie’s reminder, Tang Long slightly lifted his leg and indeed felt a tinge of pain there.

"Gracie, how did I get injured? This is surprising, right? Could it be from over-exertion during the shot just now, pulling a groin muscle? It shouldn’t be, my preparatory workout after regular training was thorough enough," Tang Long said puzzled.

Gracie brushed her hair back, smiled slightly, but kept writing, her mind drifting to that long-legged beautiful female reporter.

"You should ask yourself that. Reminder—players need to exercise restraint in that regard."