Ferdinand coughed twice and said, "Actually... I just want to know, how did you train? I mean spiritual training."

“Mental?”

Zhen Shaolong was a little confused when he heard it. He could clearly understand every word the other party said, but it really made people confused. "Is it because my English is not good?"

"Yes, mentally!" Ferdinand said, "You must have done mentally, right? I remember that you used to close your eyes and open them again to perform very well..."

“No last time…”

"And then just now, you suddenly completed the goal. It must be the spirit that played a role. You convinced yourself to score, and the spirit affects reality, so..."

Ferdinand said in a suspicious tone.

Zhen Shaolong was stunned.

He could not imagine why human thinking could be expanded to this level, and was also shocked by Ferdinand's open way of thinking. He reminded him with a wry smile, "Please note that this is a materialist world, not an idealist world."

"I suggest you go to philosophy, just like Joey (Barton), he is studying philosophy, and he has achieved some results..."

Ferdinand rolled his eyes, "Do you want me to be a fool?"

The backcourt football was stolen and Newcastle United launched an offensive.

Zhen Shaolong simply ignored Ferdinand, but when Patton ran closer, he did not forget to remind him, "Joey, he called you a fool!"

Patton looked at Ferdinand fiercely and said in a threatening tone, "It doesn't matter if you scold me, don't mess with my boss, otherwise you will worry about your legs!"

“…”
Chapter completed!