Deschamps leaned back and chuckled, responding, "Are you here to recommend a player to me? Don't worry, Ma'el won't slip through my fingers.
"If there are no injuries or other major changes, he is definitely one of the future main players in the lineup."
"Just one of the main players?" Wenger feigned disappointment, pursing his lips, yet there was still a smile in his eyes. "After this match, you might have a different opinion."
Deschamps shook hands with Wenger again, watched him walk into the media room, and then headed towards his own team's locker room.
After a few steps, an assistant coach followed by his side. He gestured for him not to speak yet, keeping his eyes fixed on a silhouette ahead.
It was Ma'el, who had just stepped out of the locker room, ready to warm up on the field.
