Stadium Bar.

It's still evening, and there aren't many guests at the bar.

"I've been upsetting that guy for a long time, David. Prescott, listen to the name, it's so unpleasant. Kenneth shouted.

"Kenneth, didn't you also say that Young played badly?" someone said.

"Did I say that? Miles. Kenneth craned his neck and looked at the man who said this. His eyes widened.

"I knew you would say that. Clearly not afraid of Kenneth, Myers turned to Lyle and shouted, "One more drink." Then he took the glass, with the same neck, and clattered it, and put it on the table, making a clattering sound.

"Be careful with the cups. Lyle shouted.

Miles didn't respond to Lyle's complaints, he slapped the table and said, "Still, Kenneth is right, I don't like that guy called Prescott either, I know this guy, this guy is not clean." Speaking of which, Yang's performance in the past two days has been quite good, and I heard that he scored a hat-trick in yesterday's match. ”

"Hat-trick?" Kenneth hiccuped and looked at Miles quizzically. He really didn't know about this, and he scolded David Prescott, who wrote the article to expel Yang Fan, for the simple reason that Yang Fan was the one who went out of the stadium bar and was their own person. He Kenneth can get drunk and criticize Yang Fan a few words, but outsiders do the same, no!

"That's right. Miles took a glass of wine from Lyle, took a big sip, and went down to the small half-glass.

"Today's newspaper, gentlemen. The postman left the newspaper at the door of the bar, said hello and left.

"Oh oh, I'm going to see what our boys have been doing in the past two days, how happened to Bellamy and that chick last time?" Kenneth staggered to the door to get the newspaper, the newspaper at this time was naturally "Echo", this evening newspaper is very popular with fans, especially the "Magpie Eye" section.

"Michael Owen lost £8,000 on a horse bet" Kenneth flipped to the "Magpie's Eye" section and read the subheading. His gaze subconsciously looked down, and after a quick glance, in the lower right corner of this section, a small report caught his attention.

"Hey, guys, I read that right. Are they talking about Young?" Kenneth raised the newspaper in his hand.

"Yang, I'll take a look. Miles was about to go to get the newspaper, but the bartender Lyle took it first, and he looked into it and read it out loud:

Rigberton's Chinese genius.

That's the headline of the story.

Lyle was stunned. Myers and others were also stunned, 'Rigberton's Chinese genius', this is talking about Yang, and I have the impression that there is only one young man from China in Rigberton, and that is Yang Fan.

Wait, what's going on.

Someone subconsciously looked at the newspaper shelf, where there was a stack of newspapers, the Newcastle Post, and if I remember correctly, it was in this newspaper that the guy named David Prescott had in his column a story about the indignant Chinese 'scrap shooters' who wanted to expel Rigberton

Two of the most popular local media in Newcastle reported on Yang Fan, the same person, and left the scene diametrically opposed?!

Someone let out an exclamation.

"That's great!" someone snatched the newspaper over, looked at the report, laughed, and raised his glass, "Cheers to The Echo!"

Others also raised their glasses and coaxed, whether it was from the point of view that Yang Fan was their own person, or from the perspective of watching the excitement, the report of "The Echo" made them feel very happy and, because of the former, they were closer to the "Echo", a newspaper that they liked very much.

As the editor-in-chief of The Echo had expected, their praise for the 'talented Chinese shooter' at Rigberton's training base in the Magpie's Eye section had met with wonders, and given the criticism of the young Chinese player in the Newcastle Post in the morning, the report of the complete opposition to the departure of the game immediately aroused great interest among readers. Although the two media often compete for news and market, this is the first time that such a situation of praise or criticism of a player has been completely opposed. What's more, this player is not a player of the Newcastle first team, but only a player of the youth team, in addition, this person's Chinese nationality identity also has an eye-catching effect. Before these two media reports, many people didn't even know that there was a Chinese player in the Newcastle U19 youth team.

The Newcastle Post has been clinging to Yang Fan's failure to score in the previous ten rounds as evidence of his criticism, while The Echo has selectively avoided the past, focusing on the Chinese's excellent performance on the training ground in the past two days.

Some fans are on the side of the Newcastle Post, believing that a youth goalscorer who has not scored in 10 games should have been swept away a long time ago and can remain at Rigbton until now, which is certainly not normal.

Of course, "Echo" also has their fans, who believe that this Chinese player was just unlucky and in poor form for a while ago, and now he is in amazing form in training, and even Andy Carroll's edge has been lost a lot because of this person. This is a testament to the fact that youth head coach Kenny Washington has a good eye for the young man and has been giving the youngster a chance, and now the coach's trust and hard work are starting to pay off.

It is worth mentioning that in the "Echo", Yang Fan also focused on the second goal scored by Yang Fan in the intra-team confrontation match of the youth team at the rigberton training base. In the face of a powerful collision, they are not afraid, and after the tragic collision, the first choice is still to score the football into it! "The Echo" uses sensational brushwork to describe this ordinary goal in the confrontation game, which makes the reader's blood boil. Yang Fan's style of 'dare to fight and have a kind' is very popular with the highlanders, and it is because of this that some fans began to like this Chinese young man they were not familiar with before.

Yang Fan naturally doesn't have the kind of spare money to subscribe to the newspaper, and because the day after tomorrow is the FA Youth Cup match with Arsenal, the owner of the stadium bar, Peter Andrew Beardsley, takes good care of Yang Fan, especially gives Yang Fan a holiday, he doesn't need to go to the bar to work today and tomorrow, so Yang Fan doesn't know anything about the "Echo" supporting him. Until the next morning.

In the vicinity of Yang Fan's residence, there is a large park, Mesdeli Park.

The snow on the road has been cleared, and the snow on both sides of the road is still recklessly absorbing the heat in the air. The smell of cold in the air was strong. George Gowin slapped the snow on his clothes so hard that when he passed under a locust tree, the wind blew the snow from the tree and fell on his clothes, and the snow fell on his neck. Cursing the damn falling snow, the Echo intern reporter looked at the steaming man in the distance.

It was indeed steaming and cold, Yang Fan was wearing sportswear, sweating profusely, and he had been doing half an hour of morning exercise.

Walked to a chair, picked up the kettle from the chair, and drank two sips, the pot was his own boiled ginger soup, and drank two sips at this time to avoid catching a cold after exercising in cold weather.

Screwed on the lid of the kettle, picked up a white towel and wiped the sweat off his face. Yang Fan carried his kettle and planned to go back to his residence.

"Hello, Yang. George Gaojin has not disturbed this person's morning exercise, and when he saw Yang Fan's morning exercise finished, he stepped forward to speak.

"Are you?" Yang Fan asked as he looked at the person who suddenly appeared, this person he felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember the name.

George Goldin, a reporter for The Echo. George Gokin held out his hand, "You can call me George." ”

Yang Fan shook hands with the man, but did not choose to be overly intimate, "Hello, Mr. Gao Jin." Hearing that this person reported himself to his home and said that he was a reporter from the "Echo Daily", Yang Fan was relieved, this person should have been to the Rigber training base for an interview, and he would feel familiar.

"What are you looking for me?" Yang Fan asked.

George Gokin glanced at Yang Fan in surprise, this is different from the situation he envisioned, this Chinese is not particularly enthusiastic because he is a journalist, of course, there is no hostility, neither humble nor arrogant.

"That's the case, can I delay you a little bit, I want to have an interview with you?" Maybe it's Yang Fan's attitude, George Gowin put away his sense of superiority as a media person. He didn't want to arouse the disgust of the person in front of him, his fate and future in the newspaper office were now tied to this person. It is good for him to have a good relationship with this man.

"Interview me?" Yang Fan was obviously surprised, the reason why he was not excited because of the other party's identity as a reporter just now was because he consciously knew that this person would not have anything to do with him, at least now. Now hearing George Gowin say that he wanted to interview him, Yang Fan's heart moved, and he smiled and said, "Okay, my place is next to it, let's go to my house and sit down and talk." ”

"OK!" George Gokin nodded.

This is a relatively simple one-bedroom house. Although it is simple, however, it looks so clean that it is hard to imagine that this would be the accommodation of a young boy of eighteen or nineteen.

Yang Fan invited George Gokin to sit down, and he himself went to the kitchen.

A minute later, George Goagin looked in amazement at the red, unknown drink in front of him.

"Ginger soup. Yang Fan said, "Warm the stomach and drive away the cold." Please. ”

It smelled strange, and to be honest, George Gowin didn't like it, but the owner was so gracious that he could only pinch his nose and take a sip.

Seeing that George Gaojin really drank it, Yang Fan laughed, "Mr. Reporter, you are the first Englishman who did not refuse to drink ginger soup." Ha ha. ”

"You mean—" George Gokin grimaced.

"That's right, I asked a lot of people to drink, and they all chose to refuse. Only you drink it, in fact, you can refuse not to drink it, well, how does Mr. Reporter taste?"

George Gaojin glared at Yang Fan, feeling angry in his heart, why didn't you say it earlier, I wouldn't have drunk it if I had known. At this time, he felt a warm feeling in his stomach, and his whole body seemed to be warm, Newcastle's winter has never been cold, and it is precisely because of this that the cold of this winter makes these Newcastle people who are used to 'warm winter' very uncomfortable. So, this heat in his stomach makes him feel quite comfortable.

"Thanks, this stuff is really great. George Gokin said sincerely.

"You're welcome. Yang Fan held back a smile.

This was the first time the two men met, and many years later, George Gowin asked Yang Fan if he really gave ginger soup to all the visitors? Yang Fan laughed and replied, "Of course not." I know that looking at you, like a rookie reporter, I wanted to tease you, but I didn't expect you to actually drink. George Gokin was furious, and then asked in surprise, "How do you know that I am a newcomer?", Yang Fan scoffed and said, "You are a reporter, a reporter, you are so polite to me, a player of the youth team, not a rookie, what is it?"