The 39-year-old Magic Di refused to go to the retirement league! The Serie A giants have thrown out an olive branch. Can he continue the legend this time?

I remember when I first saw the figure with short hair in the Bernabeu Stadium, I never thought that this seemingly weak Croatian would become the toughest backbone of Real Madrid's midfielder in the next thirteen years. When he joined the franchise in 2012 under the title of Kaka's successor, perhaps even he himself did not expect that those passing lines repeatedly polished on the training ground would weave a new chapter of the Galaxy Battleship belonging to the "magic flute". The twenty-eight championship trophys are half a person tall, but what is most memorable is the cunning light shining in his eyes every time he retreats to get the ball - that is the confidence that only a real stadium commander has.

When watching the Champions League highlights last week, I paid special attention to the data of the 39-year-old veteran: 2.1 key passes per game are like precision-calculated missile trajectory, and the 88% pass success rate is still as stable as a rock. Suddenly I remembered that I met Real Madrid fans on the streets of Madrid last year. Someone held a banner with "Luka forever" and said, "This guy has simply stole the recipe for youth." Now seeing the scene of him dragging his suitcase away from Real Madrid base, I felt a complex feeling of watching his old friend travel far away - which green field will his next stop fall on?

I was surprised when I recently swiped the report on Marca Radio. I thought he would choose Saudi gold contracts like many veterans after the Club World Cup. After all, everyone knows that professional players need to treat each other gently in their twilight years. But when I heard the words "reject retirement model", I suddenly laughed - this is the Modric we know! Just like in Dynamo Zagreb, the boy who would rather practice free kicks in the heavy rain than admit defeat, thirteen years have passed, and the flames in his eyes have never been extinguished. The news from the Spanish media "Fichajes" is like a stone thrown into the lake. Will Inter Milan's blue and black battle robe be his new battlefield?

Speaking of Serie A, it reminds me of my experience watching football in San Siro the past year. It was late autumn at that time, and the breathing of the players on the court condensed into white mist in the cold air, but the Premier League was rarely seen. The rhythm of Serie A is more like a carefully choreographed ballet, with each turn with a tactical rhythm. This kind of wisdom of "slow down" is simply a hotbed for the 39-year-old magic flute. The 1.2 kilometers less than the game in the statistics can just allow him to focus more on observing the turbulent winds on the field - just like an old watchmaker calibrating the gears, accurately delivering the ball to where he should go.

Inzaji's 352 formation has always been in my mind recently. If Modric is placed in the back midfield, how wonderful the picture would be: Barrera's impact is like a sword unsheathed, Cialhanolu's spirituality is like flowing water, and he is the helmsman who controls the whole situation. Do you still remember the lightning-like figure when Lautaro sprinted last season? If the magic flute's straight pass can keep up like a thread thread, Inter Milan's counterattack would probably make the opponent's defense nightmares every night. What makes people feel more at ease is the tolerance of the Serie A referee for the technical flow. Those malicious flying shovels that had scabbed his knees may be less in the Apennines sunshine.

Last night I talked about this with friends in the fan group, and some people said it was "a romantic gamble." But I think that being a thirty-nine-year-old man is willing to bet on his last love for his ideal is enough to bet on. Think about it, amid the cheers of Meazza Stadium, how wonderful it would be to dance the familiar No. 10 jersey in Croatia again - if the story really ended. Perhaps we should all believe that for a true legend, there has never been a stage in the twilight, only the courage to shine in another place.