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England.

Merseyside.

City of Liverpool.

Vinci Farm - Harrywood Training Base.

“Good-morning！”

By the time he had just recovered from his discomfort, he had already arrived with a group of people in the middle of nowhere, and in front of him was a brown-haired ghost with bulging eyes happily opening his arms to them.

The green weeds underfoot, the towering barbed wire, and the rows of trees reminded him of the concentration camps in the movies.

And then...... There is also a plastic runway not far away, and two strangely shaped white gates are stacked in the weedy field, and a white fishing net is tied behind the door.

Long Shute took a deep breath, his eyes were a little blurry, but his head hurt.

It doesn't seem like April 7, 2017?

Looks like he just got off the plane?

They are a group of people...... Looks like playing football?

What is football?

Lao Tzu never watches football, Lao Tzu only knows Curry's three-point dick, and Messi and Ronaldo together can't beat him!

He looked down at his emaciated body and couldn't help but sigh.

Damn it...... With this body, I can't carry Cousins and Anthony Davis at all!

While Long Shute's thoughts were flying, a thin-faced man with long hair beside him pointed to the middle-aged man with pale green eyes and introduced:

'This is the manager of Everton, Mr David Moyes, all say hello.

The four teenagers, including Long Shute, hurriedly bowed to the Mr. Moyes and shouted in a jagged voice, "Nice-to-meet-you, sir." ”

They are all fifteen or sixteen-year-olds, and they can still speak two sentences in simple English.

The man known as Moyes smiled and nodded, then muttered a few more words. He spoke quickly and with a thick Scottish accent, and with Ronshette's ear, he could only hear a few words.

Fortunately, they also have an interpreter on their side to explain: "Mr. Moyes said, welcome to Everton for a trial, there is a perfect youth training system, Everton training base hardware facilities are also the most advanced in England, I hope you like this place, and I hope that in these three months of life and training, you can have a deeper understanding and experience of football, whether you can stay in Everton or not, it can help you in your future career." ”

Long Shute pursed his lips secretly: this is really a good enough nonsense, almost like the welcome speech of a university president when he greets new students, it sounds enthusiastic, but it has no substance.

Moyes said a few more words to the skinny man from before, and then left the empty field.

The other, younger man began to grunt again.

'This is Kevin Stie, the coach of the Everton Under-15s, and for the three months you will be training with the Everton Under-15s and participating in various activities at the club.

The translator conveys the coach's words word for word, paraphrased in a way that Chinese can understand:

"Everton's coaches and staff will try their best to teach you all the training methods in England, I hope it will help you, the training methods in China and the UK are very different, if there is anything you don't understand, you must communicate with the coaches for advice, the physical quality of the English players is different from us, don't copy it......"

This long passage made Long Shute listen to it drowsily, until the last sentence.

"After three months of training, the club will take you to an Under-15 intra-squad match and decide whether or not to offer you an apprenticeship based on your performance. You have to behave well and take advantage of this incredible opportunity. ”

The last two sentences were apparently added by the translator at his own discretion.

Long Shute knows that this kind of talk is probably a routine, although he knows almost nothing about things in the field of football, but at least he knows one thing, the British will not have much good feelings for the Chinese, especially in the field of football originating in the United Kingdom, they will not put the Chinese in their eyes at all.

Chinese's football skills may not be as good as the table tennis skills of the British, and they will never be able to reach the hall of elegance......

If it weren't for the face of Li Tie and the Chinese sponsors behind him, how could Everton's dignified Premier League powerhouse accept such a pointless sparring activity?

And...... Li Tie himself has not even played a minute in the Everton first team due to injury in the past two seasons, so what chance can he and the boys brought by the sponsoring company have?

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"Little guys, this is the U15 training ground, you will train here with Coach Stie in the future, and it is only one or two hundred meters away from our first team."

After saying goodbye to the coach, Li Tie, as a first-team player, took his little brothers to visit the training base.

"This is the restaurant, and all echelons can dine here."

"It's the gym."

"It's a physiotherapy room, next door to the team doctor's studio, and a library and an electronic reading room with computers and free internet access."

"This is the storeroom, and you have to help the coach clean up the field after training every day, and then send the footballs, the corner cones and all the other training equipment here."

"That small building is an office building, and the coaches of various echelons usually work here."

"This is the lounge for the first team, so you can always come to me if you have anything."

"This area is the dormitory of the little players, but most of the little players' homes are nearby, only a small number of people will stay here, this one is yours, just four people in one room," Li Tie pushed open the door, "High and low bunks, you assign them yourself." ”

Li Bing, as the leader of the trial team for young players, looked at the facilities in the room and nodded with a smile: "Everton's accommodation conditions are much better than those of high schools in China, with TVs, washing machines, and separate toilets and showers, I will send photos to your parents to reassure them." ”

Long Shute was silent: he has no parents and relatives in this world, and no one will worry about him.

After Li Bing took the photographer to take a picture of the entire room and left, Li Tie took out four small machines from his backpack.

"When the elder brother didn't have any gifts, he bought a few of the latest GBAs," he smiled and handed them out to the four teenagers, "These are game cards, you can play them instead, and you can relieve boredom when you are bored." ”

After all, the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy is still a child, and his eyes lit up when he saw the game console, and he thanked Li Tiedao repeatedly, but Long Shute, who was actually more than ten years older than them, was not interested in this backward handheld machine more than ten years ago.

After Li Tie left, the other three quickly picked their favorite game cards, and there were only three games left on the table.

"Pokemon-Emerald."

"World tennis star."

“FIFA2005。”

As a post-90s generation, Long Shute is no stranger to the Pokemon series, so he was the first to put down the emerald.

As for tennis...... He didn't know anything other than watching an anime that was jokingly called Murder Tennis. The impression of tennis on him is that of a flowing short skirt and sweaty smooth thighs, plus ...... Those continuous ecstasy cries that can be used as mobile phone ringtones are secretly refreshing.

So he put on the FIFA2005 game card that is most closely related to his life.

After the simple import screen, he entered the game.

Between team mode and player mode, he chose the latter – he is not a coach, of course he chose to become famous with one goal.

As soon as I entered the creation list, the screen suddenly flashed.

Long Shute took a breath, and then his heart stopped for a moment.

On the screen...... The player he's creating, no matter the look, the size...... It's still the name, and it's all exactly the same as yourself!