Chapter 8: I Do
Vardy was stunned!
Scouts?
I was about to leave the Steel Team, and a scout appeared in front of me, is this the rhythm of drowsiness and sending pillows?
However, he is very skeptical that such a warm-up match of a low-level amateur club will attract any level of scouts to watch, let alone scouts from Premier League and Championship clubs, and even scouts from low-level professional clubs will not be interested.
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Thinking of this, Vardy didn't hold out much hope and asked: "May I ask Mr. Langley, which club are you from?" ā
Vardy's question made Langley very funny, a confident lad.
He understood what Vardy meant, and if the club he represented didn't have Vardy's eyes, then the lad probably wouldn't even have the heart to talk.
It's good, confident people are always attractive, especially for professional football, it's hard to do better for people who are always doubting themselves, and a strong heart is sometimes more important than good skills.
Like a person, then the person's shortcomings are all good!
That's exactly what Langley is in at this point!
But in fact, Vardy is just wasting his time!
"I'm from Manchester United!" Langley kept a smile on his face, but said to Vardy lightly.
Similarly, Langley is also very confident, not only because of his professional vision, but also because of the platform he has.
Manchester United is a fatal attraction for any child who loves football, and if you ignore the team you love, then Manchester United is undoubtedly the best choice.
That's where Langley's confidence lies.
Hearing Langley's words, Vardy's eyes lit up, he never thought that this somewhat sloppy middle-aged uncle would actually be a scout for Manchester United.
Shouldn't scouts all be in suits and leather shoes that represent the image of the club?
Could this guy be a liar?
Which black coal kiln did you cheat yourself out of and sell it to, or even a human organ trafficking ring?
Thinking of this, the eyes that looked at the middle-aged man were full of doubt for a while.
On the other side, Langley was also hurt by David's eyes, is he so unreliable?
"I'm really a scout for Manchester United, looking for talent for the Manchester United Academy, you can find my profile online and of course, you can call Manchester United directly to confirm it!" Langley rolled his eyes and sighed.
Vardy nodded suspiciously, but before he could speak, David next to him popped up again.
"Oh my God, Jamie, you're actually valued by Manchester United's scouts, doesn't that mean you're going to be a big star soon?" The tone of surprise and surprise made it feel as if he was Vardy.
Vardy, who couldn't bear it, gave David a snort, "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as an idiot!" ā
Then he turned his head back to Langley and asked, "So Mr. Langeley, are you trying to bring me to the Manchester United Academy?" ā
"Yes, your talent has impressed me and it's my job, I want to be able to get a foothold in the Manchester United Academy with your speed and talent, and you can definitely become a superstar in the future!" Langley had a smile on his face.
Vardy pouted, and it goes without you saying that of course I knew I was going to be a superstar.
But since someone can bring themselves to the United Academy without having to run around on their own, what's not to be satisfied with?
He nodded solemnly and said to Langley: "I am willing to join the Manchester United Academy, Mr. Langley!" ā
However, Vardy underestimated Langley a little, he only thought that Langley was an ordinary scout, and maybe even a part-time one, but in fact, Langley was the director of Manchester United's academy and could decide a lot of things!
David couldn't close his mouth with a smile on the side, and his friend Jamie Vardy was spotted by Manchester United scouts, and he was also honored, but it would be better if he could go too!
"Mr. Langley, I'm Jamie's best friend and I'm very good, can I join the United Academy with Jamie?" David asked tentatively.
Langley rolled his eyes, what was the reason?
However, he did not discourage the enthusiasm of the young people, but patiently smiled and replied: "I didn't see your performance in this game, so there is no way to recommend you to enter the Manchester United Academy together, but if you are really interested, you can go to the trial by yourself, if you have the quality, then I believe you will be able to stay!" ā
This time it was David's turn to roll his eyes, there was no place in the Steels, an amateur team in the eighth division, let alone being selected by Manchester United, he had better be realistic!
"So, Jamie, you can rest for a few days, and when I'm done with my holiday, I'll take you back to Manchester!" Leaving the phone, Langley walked away, I don't know why, but the scruffy back gave people a sense of reliability.
On the way home, Vardy felt 10,000 flies buzzing around his head, and David's well-developed mouth muscles were clearly being put to good use.
"Quick, I'll sign a few more names later, and when you become famous and become a big star, this signature will be worth a lot!"
"That's Manchester United, Ruud van Nistelrooy, Keane, Rio Ferdinand....... oh God, you're going to be teammates with them!"
"Remember to ask me for the autographs of all the first-team players of Manchester United, I must treasure them as family heirlooms!"
"If you really become a big star, can the two of us maintain such a good friendship?"
......
"If you keep your mouth shut, we're still good friends!" Finally, Vardy couldn't bear it anymore and gave David a thriller.
David pretended to be aggrieved and complained: "This is not famous yet, you are going to leave me, it's so sad!" ā
Vardy put his forehead on his face helplessly, this partner really shouldn't be playing football, maybe being a commentator is more suitable for him.
In fact, at the end of the game, his team-mates invited Jamie Vardy to the pub for a party after all, after all, they held a strong opponent to a close today, which is something to celebrate!
Although Vardy really wanted to get a taste of the legendary nightclub culture in England, looking at the electronic tracker on his feet, Vardy suddenly lost his mind.
The tracker was put on his feet by the police a few months ago when he was still in the Steels academy because of a clash that forbade Vardy from leaving the house after 6pm.
At first, David didn't care about this little thing on his feet, but when he took off his socks, he felt bad!