Phil Warren changed his clothes and walked into Harrington's training ground. Yesterday he was here to sign, but today is his first time in training.

According to the arrangement, he came to the training ground of the QPR reserve team, and the new teammates basically arrived. He looked up and saw that the first-team training ground on the other end was empty, and he knew it was a Premier League matchday.

Phil narrowed his eyes, a slight grin on his lips. This is the training ground for fucking Premier League teams, and it does look a little better than the Leyton Orient field.

He shook his head. Someone greeted him in the locker room, he didn't bother, he came over directly after changing clothes, and now, it seems that someone is poking in this direction, but he doesn't care.

*, I'm lucky. Phil heard from his agent that QPR couldn't find a striker, so he expanded his search and finally found him. But didn't they sign the Belgian in the end? The fact that I'm still here only shows one thing, Lady Luck must be fucking in love with him.

It's really nothing. What happened in the past two years combined is evil, Phil thought to himself.

Life hasn't been easy since he was kicked out of the academy at the age of 14. At the age of sixteen, he was kicked out of school for selling cigarettes to his classmates, and ended up working odd jobs in a brick factory, earning £150 a week, playing games for Rumford, a local eighth-tier amateur team, and getting in trouble with his boys.

But one day, at a Rumford game, two Leyton Orient scouts came to watch the game – and he later heard that the two were supposed to watch another game, but because the game was rescheduled, they came to see it. As a result, he was as brilliant as usual in that game, and his casual mentality scored a hat-trick. That's how the two scouts from Leyton East took a fancy to him.

After the game, two scouts were waiting for him on the sidelines. One of them asked him: "Boy, you're good, have you played in the echelon of a professional team before?"

"I played at Leyton Orient for a few years. Phil didn't lift his eyelids and headed straight out of the stadium with his bag on his back, where a friend of his had just called to tell him he had gotten a good bottle of vodka.

"We are the Scouts of Leyton East, how did they let you go?" shouted one of the scouts.

Phil stopped.

Another scout said, "Boy, come back to Leiden East, don't stay in this rotten place." In two years' time, you'll be able to play in League Two, and maybe there will be a bunch of League One teams rushing to get you. Don't worry about the club, I can convince them. ”

And so, after a big turn, Phil Warren, who was once famous – perhaps infamous – at the Leyton Oriental Academy, is back in his old place. The director of football was not changed, and the guy still remembered Phil's bad deeds vividly, but the two scouts persuaded him after some hard talk.

In the 2017-18 season, he even wore the first-team shirt of Leyton East. It feels good to finally not have to go to work in that broken brick factory.

In his first appearance in League Two, he scored twice. It was so easy, and he didn't think the players here were much better than the amateurs. Gradually, he began to not train seriously, and from time to time he was late for training because he was playing too late with the guys. His performance started to slip and then the coach lost his temper with him and put him on the bench.

It was only after a new coach this season that he returned to the main team. This time he took it a little more seriously and scored in both games. Unexpectedly, after these two games, he was actually favored by the Premier League runner-up QPR!!

When he signed it yesterday, he saw that number – £6,000 a week and £800 in bonuses if he scored a goal for the first team. How the was he spending it!!There was only one thought in his head at the time. I fucking made a brick mold in that brick factory that was on the verge of closure the year before.

Oh, of course, Phil knows he has what he has. However, playing in the Premier League, perhaps, he had such a dream when he was twelve or thirteen years old, and he has long since remembered. Now it's happening. In other words, there are still people in this world who have eyes.

He hadn't met head coach Kristen Lue yet, and he was a little resentful when he learned that he had been placed in the reserves. This bitch...... You'll know how good I'm going to be sooner or later. Thinking of this, he grinned again, took off his coat and threw it on the ground, and ran.

Phil suddenly thought that Patrick Amber's legend also began on this court. He's been running like he was here, hasn't he?

He closed his eyes and felt the softness of the grass. When he opened his eyes, there was a football in front of him.

****

"So you don't know him?"

Patrick stared at the girl on the screen with his phone, and said slowly, "I have to say that the name is very unfamiliar, but after I looked at his picture closely, I remembered who he was. We've seen it once. ”

"Only once?"

"Yes. ”

"You actually remember someone you've only met once......"

"Tina, you don't know what it was like. Patrick grinned, and fell into memory, "Do you remember one year we went to Derland together a week before Christmas? We were at the gate of Hyde Park, and you and Anna waited for me for almost half an hour before I arrived, and you were so angry that you almost left. ”

"Yes. It had rained a little before that day, and Lu Ling was still thinking about whether to make an appointment with Pat and Anna for next week before entering the subway, but when she got out of the subway, the rain had stopped, and she dispelled that idea. Anna arrives early, but Pat arrives late. She and Anna waited in the cold wind for half an hour. "You seem to be saying it's late for training or what?"

'Yes, we shared the same training ground with the Under-14s, but at different times. Usually it's us after they finish training, and 14 have players fighting, so we start training half an hour late. Of course you know who the main character is. ”

“…… Phil?"

The man on the screen nodded, and Lu Ling smiled helplessly.

Patrick took a sip of his coffee and continued to reminisce, "I remember the headlights on the stadium shining on the boy's face, half of his face covered in blood, and his eyes looked like a hungry stray dog...... He lifted his jersey and wiped the blood from his face and walked towards us, and as he passed me, he actually called my name. ”

"You weren't famous back then. ”

"That's right, so I was surprised. ”

"And then?"

"He wasn't Amber or Patrick, he called me Paddy, and I was confused, but he looked at me, so I was sure he was calling me. I asked him if you were okay? He crooked his mouth and said it had never been so good. ”

"Sounds like you. ”

"Oh, please, Tina, I'm really cool, he's just pretending to be cool. ”

Lu Ling pursed his lips and couldn't help but smile.

"Tina, if you still want to hear this story, you should be respectful to me. Patrick frowned deliberately.

"Okay, Mr. Amber, please continue the story. Lu Ling forcibly took it seriously.

Patrick didn't speak for a long time, just looked at the screen and smiled.

"What's the matter?" she asked.

"I miss that. ”

"What?"

"You, we, all. His voice may be a little sentimental, "Anyway......

Her expression on the screen became really serious a little bit. Patrick then changed the subject and continued the story, "He told me that he had seen me play and thought I was good, but the coaches were stupid and let me play left-back......"

"He's smart. What did you say?" Lu Ling became more and more interested in this Phil.

"I didn't have time to say anything. He was taken away by their coach, probably to the medical room. A few days later, I heard that an Under-14 player who had been fighting had been expelled from the team. I didn't see him again in the Under-14 team. Unexpectedly, after all these years, he returned to Leiden East, and now he has actually been bought by you QPR. What kind of coincidence is this?!"

"Life is dramatic. Lu Ling also sighed.

Patrick laughed twice, "h." And he asked, "What is he like now? How did you sign him?"

"I haven't had time to see him yet. Tomorrow. Maybe I'll mention you before he sees you. ”

"Remember to tell me the results. ”

"Okay. ”

"By the way, I called Glenn again yesterday and he sounded good. But this kind of injury, the psychological pain may be the hardest. ”

Lu Ling laughed, "It sounds like you have experience, I hope you will never have experience in this area." ”

"Oh, that's sweet. He sipped the coffee on his lips, "How did you feel about winning against Crystal Palace yesterday?"

"Yes, 1:0...... I'm not very satisfied, I don't know if you watched the game, we almost got scored. However, it's always good to get three points. León didn't seem to be much affected by the World Cup and scored again. What about you? Played 60 minutes yesterday, how did you feel?"

"It's okay...... Hopefully we can score early. ”

She nodded her head on the screen, and after a while, asked, "It's time for you to report from the national team, right? But you have a new manager......"

Sam Allardyce left his post after the World Cup was exposed by the Daily Telegraph's scandal. He was replaced by former youth team manager, Gareth Southgate, who is currently acting manager and is still under the FA scouting.

The topic didn't last long, as it was interrupted by Zoe's call.

Later, it was basically Lu Ling who was talking to Zoe, although the latter's response was always a short bark.

"If you miss Zoe a lot, you might consider coming to Barcelona to see her. ”

"I miss her so much, but I don't have time at all. ”

"You haven't been to Luca either. ”

"How do you know?"

Amy said. ”

"Maybe I'll go this week. ”

"Take a picture, as evidence. ”

"Okay, but I'm not trying to lie to you. It's time for me to sleep, then, good night. ”

"Good night, Tina. ”

****

At noon on Monday, Lu Ling met Phil Warren for the first time.

He went straight to the manager's office after training. The door didn't close, and he didn't knock, but stood in the door and shouted, "Yo, boss." ”

Lu Ling, who was sitting in the chair, turned his head and looked at him.

Just like in the photo, Phil is the appearance of an ordinary British young man. He has a lot of hairspray on his hair, he is not short, has brown hair and black eyes, and looks very strong. His head was tilted to the left, but the corners of his mouth were tilted to the right, his eyes were wandering, his face was sneering, and there was a ruffian aura all around him. Lu Ling swept it and noticed that his nose was also a little crooked, maybe it was from a fight.

Before she could speak—

He added, "You're spicy, I mean very." No offense, of course. I think a lot of players have said that when they first met you. ”

He speaks with a very crooked mouth.

Lu Ling didn't have any expression on her face, she stood up and asked him to sit down very professionally.

"Boss ......"

"Phil!"

He closed his mouth and stared at her with a teasing smile.

"From now on, you are not allowed to speak, listen carefully to me, and if you interrupt me, you will not receive the first week's weekly salary. ”

Phil cursed in his heart. But for 6,000 pounds!!For 6,000 pounds, he doesn't care about this bitch.

'From this afternoon onwards you train with the first team. No tardiness, no unexcused absences, no smoking, no regular consumption of high-calorie food, no alcohol during the season, and no clubbing on the eve of race days. If you fail to do any of the above, you will be subject to fines and other penalties. But I'm a person who tends to lose interest in something, so when I'm not interested in fines anymore, you know what the result is. Did you hear me clearly?"

This bitch doesn't want to give me 6,000 pounds a week!!!" Phil glared at her.

"Let me ask again, do you hear me clearly?"

Phil stood up suddenly, "If you don't want to give me 6,000 pounds a week you can give 600 pounds, you can't always threaten me with this, I don't like it!"

Lu Ling was still sitting, his face unchanged, "No one likes it." I'm talking about what a professional footballer should do. Which one do you find difficult?"

"I don't think it's hard, I mean, I don't like to be threatened. ”

"No one is interested in threatening you. ”

Phil swallowed, "Damn, pretty women have to fucking be like a bitch?"

"It's my virtue to be a manager. Lu Ling stared at him, "There is another one, I am your boss, you can't talk to me like this." ”

His eyes were very intense and fearless - Lu Ling had seen a lot of players, and many of them would be intimidated by her, like John O'Connor, and some would show her basic respect, like Hans Bachmeier, but the kid was provoking her with his gaze from beginning to end.

He nodded very reluctantly, then sat down again.

"Phil. ”

"What?" he casually lowered his eyelids.

Lu Ling smiled slightly, "Did you hear that voice?"

"What's the sound?" Phil frowned, but he actually pricked up his ears to listen.

"Forget it, you'll come and tell me one day. Lu Ling shook his head and changed the topic, "You have to listen carefully to every word I say on the training ground." If you don't understand, you can ask me, or Tim. You know, Patrick was only known when he was about your age. But three years later......"

"Oh, do you mean you'll sleep with me too?"

"Phil Warren!!"

"Don't be angry, I mean, I'm sorry. "The apology was quick.

She's already angry.

"If you're a second late for afternoon training, you'll roll me back to the reserves. Now, get the hell out of here!"

Phil pouted and stood up, still muttering in his heart,*, that's what the newspaper clearly wrote...... 166 Reading Network