"Recently, everyone's performance has been very good, so I won't praise them one by one."

On the afternoon of May 6, the Liverpool players regrouped at the Melwood training base after a half-day break.

Their head coach was making a light-hearted speech:

"I'd love to give everyone two days off, but you all know it's impossible, unless you want to get the winner's medal in your sleep."

His jokes weren't flattering, but as a sign of respect for the manager, the players put a smile on their faces.

Just listen to Rogers continue:

'Has anyone already set their minds on the Europa League final in two weeks' time? Can you raise your hand and let me take a look, no, it's good, it seems ......"

Suddenly, he couldn't say any more.

Because he saw someone openly raise his hand!

"Hey, you're the captain of the team, don't be so shameless!"

Rogers slapped the tactical board "in a fit of rage", but there was nothing he could do.

I listened to the only player who raised his hand and explained with a smile:

'I've won the league, I've won the FA Cup, I've won the Champions League, I've won the Super Cup, I've never won the Club World Cup, but I've never won the Europa League, so if I win this trophy, it means I've done a real Grand Slam at club level and I'm really looking forward to that final. By the way, coach, what do you want to say? ”

Rodgers fears nothing more than someone competing for titles and honours in front of him, as he has so far only had one of the most humble League Cup trophies in his hands – and he got it with Ronshette on his lap......

He suppressed the unpleasantness in his heart and shook his head slightly:

"I just want to say that everyone should focus on the league in three days' time, I don't want to lead you through the painful history again, I just want to create a brighter future with you!"

-

May 8 is fast approaching.

"Training starts at 10 o'clock, right? Why do you have to leave so early? ”

Emma Watson, who had flown back to England from the United States ahead of schedule, was now sitting in the co-pilot's seat and asked with a little surprise.

Despite her husband being a top football superstar, she has never been a true football fan.

But born in England, where the football culture is highly developed, she can also imagine Liverpool, an old giant in decline, since she was a child. The desire for a league title is so intense that it's even crazy.

However, Emma's impression is that Ronshit, who has experienced too many peaks, has long been accustomed to this atmosphere, having played for four teams, and has never been so excited that he has lost his training time because he is about to win a league title.

Long Shute smiled and nodded:

"Of course the training session was 10 o'clock, yes, but I went out an hour early, not to train."

Emma touched her belly:

"Seems to have gained weight again recently......"

Long Shute's eyelids couldn't help but jump.

Please, we haven't seen each other in three months, what are you touching your belly?!

Emma pouted:

"Marriage is indeed the grave of love......"

Lonshit almost drove his customized Mercedes-Benz into the Mersey River on the side of the road:

"What did you say?"

The little witch's eyes were filled with a faint sadness:

"When we first met, as long as I complained about gaining weight, you would definitely comfort me, no matter how fat I was, you would love me the same...... But now, you don't even raise an eyebrow! What happened to you? ”

Long Shute stopped the car with one foot, and then leaned on the steering wheel and gasped hard:

"It's okay, I thought you were going to make me the most sympathetic king in the history of football......"

-

Twenty minutes later, Ronshit and his wife arrived at the gates of Melwood's training base.

The old janitor, John Brown, was arranging something at the gate with a few young staff, and when he saw the big red sports car roaring to a stop, he hurriedly urged:

"Boys, be nimble!"

Instead of driving the car directly into the base as usual, Long Shute stopped on the side of the road and walked out alone.

“Captain Long！”

"It's him, it's him!"

"Oh my God! He smiled at me! ”

"Captain Dragon! I love you! ”

"I'm going to give you a little dragon!"

Outside the training base today, at least five or six hundred fans gathered, which is almost four times as many as usual.

After all, this is just a training base, Liverpool does not have many permanent residents in the first place, and this kind of training ground that needs enough land will not be built in a densely populated downtown area, and it would be nice to have dozens of fans watching a general training session.

"I think you probably need this?"

John Brown handed the pre-prepared microphone to Ronshit, who was walking towards him.

Long Shute smiled, and did not refuse the kindness of the old doorman.

He called Brown ahead of time and told him to set up a simple small venue outside the training base temporarily.

Since it was already summer, it was mainly tables, chairs and benches, as well as dozens of parasols.

"I'm a little surprised to see so many fans gathered here."

Ronshit's voice echoed through the microphone in the clearing:

"We are eight hours away from lifting our 19th top-flight title.

There are still eight hours to go before the 19 teams in the Premier League cry bitterly.

But I wanted to do a small autograph session eight hours in advance, right here in Melwood.

The club has already printed commemorative shirts for the 2016 league win and I have brought 20 with me here, and I have signed for each one. After a while, it will be given to twenty fans in the form of random throws. Of course, if someone doesn't like my signature, you can return it to me and designate another team member to sign it for you, haha......"

Ronshit laughed humorously.

As the captain of the Red Army, how could anyone not like his autograph?

-

For the next half hour, the captain of the Reds, who came to the training base in advance, really signed the names of the fans under the parasol for 30 minutes!

Then he gave away 20 free commemorative jerseys, more than 100 fan jerseys, and 10 dragon boots from Sss S. W. Shut and Adidas!

The market value of these gifts...... It should be more than £10,000!

When he gave the last pair of boots to a boy under the age of 10, he happened to see the head coach's car slowly moving by.

The window rolled down, and Rogers frowned and looked at it with a very serious expression:

"Do you think you're a pop star selling CDs? We haven't officially won the league yet, so you just relax, even if you're the captain and the absolute core of the team, as a manager, I have to criticize you......"

He was about to muster up the courage to regain his respect for his authority by spraying Long Shute to the point of "Lost Knowledge", when a little girl who had just snatched her jersey was lying on his car window:

"Brendan, Brendan, can you sign for me?"

"Of course, baby."

Looking at this cute little girl, Rogers didn't bother to clean up his captain for the time being, he touched the little girl's head with a smile on his face, and then signed his name.

The little girl looked at him with joy, and then asked:

"Brendan, Brendan, we can win the championship this afternoon, right?"

Rogers gave her a thumbs up without thinking:

"Of course! 100%！ I promise! Will you cheer us on in front of the TV? ”

"Wow!"

The little girl stood on tiptoe, kissed the round-faced uncle the face, and then ran back to her father with her jersey in her hands:

"Daddy, we're champions!"

Rogers was still intoxicated by the sweet kisses of six-year-old Lori, but found that Long Shute's eyes were full of smiles.

The captain of the Red Army pressed the roof of the car with one hand and asked with a smile:

"Brendan, Brendan, by the way, you just seemed to say...... What are you going to criticize me for? ”

Rogers swallowed and replied with difficulty:

"It's nothing, by the way, I'm going to criticize you, why don't you call me for holding such a showy event as the championship signing session?!

Don't you think I'm the best manager for you?!

Under your and my leadership, Liverpool will surely dominate England again!

Oh no, it's the whole world of football!

Let the whole world tremble under our feet!

We are invincible! ”