"Damn it, I'm such a stupid pig!"

Somewhere outside the door of A.T. Kearney's training base, Lin Cheng cursed himself so secretly.

Don't look at him in daily life, he is a stuffy gourd who can't hold back a fart for a long time, but he is a man of action who thinks about it. So on the second day of the competition, he skipped work and hurriedly felt the Kearney training base, in order to confirm his conjecture.

But the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. He had forgotten that Arsenal had a tradition of taking a day off when they winned, so after arriving here, although he couldn't see the situation inside the training ground, he could also see from the gate of the base that there must be no one inside.

Lin Cheng couldn't help but feel a wave of disappointment in his heart. But now that he's here, he's still a little unwilling. It's a rest day and there will be no daily training, but there may be hard-working players who will still come to the training ground to give themselves more training.

Although I can't see Qin Shou, being able to enter it and see other Arsenal players can be regarded as a consolation prize. If he's lucky enough to get a player's autograph, that's a big deal, enough for him to brag about in the fan base for days.

With this mentality, Lin Cheng walked quickly towards the gate of the base.

But when he walked to the door, the brown-haired old man who had been leaning on a small wooden chair at the door and lazily basking in the sun suddenly stopped him.

"Hey, boy, what do you want to do?" The old man was Abigai, the doorman at A.T. Kearney's training base. Abigail Korlat, who has been guarding the gates for Arsenal for almost three decades, is the club's longest-serving staff, and his job is to keep out all non-staff who do not belong to Arsenal.

So at this moment, looking at the unknown Oriental boy in front of him, Collat's tone was very unkind.

"I want to go in and have a look......" Lin Cheng said a little weakly. Don't look at Collat's age, but the kung fu he has cultivated over the years has accumulated a lot of power, so Lin Cheng, a young man with little social experience, really has no confidence in front of him.

"Journalists? Or is it a spy for another team? Collat's eyes widened, his suspicious gaze kept patrolling Lin Cheng's body, he pointed to the work card on his chest, and then waved his hand, "See this, you don't have it, you don't have it, right?" That's right, it doesn't matter who you are, what you're doing here, and where you're from. ”

"I just wanted to go in and have a look, I'm an Arsenal fan......" argued.

"Fans? Even if it's a fan, the team has team rules, and if you want to go in and watch the team train, then come back on open day! Collat looked like he didn't eat oil and salt, and muttered, "Besides, the team doesn't train today, and even if you are let in, you won't see anything." ”

"Uncle, just let me in." Lin Cheng still didn't give up. Seeing the appearance of the doorman pouting and turning his head, knowing that pleading for mercy would not work, Lin Cheng simply turned his heart sideways, and prepared to bow his head and rush into the training ground. In his opinion, this old guy is old, he is young, as long as he runs, he doesn't believe that he can still catch up with him.

However, the next moment, Lin Cheng gave up his plan to break in.

Opposite him, Korlat, who seemed to see through his inner thoughts, smiled and whistled, and a big wolf dog that was half a human length suddenly ran out of nowhere, salivating with a big and long tongue, and staring at Lin Cheng with bared teeth.

"I'll you."

Lin Cheng, who knew that the hero would not suffer the loss in front of him, didn't say a word, and turned around and seemed to have to escape.

Looking at Lin Cheng's embarrassed back, the old doorman Collat smiled proudly: "He lied to me that he was a fan and wanted to go in to find out the truth of our team." Hey, what a stupid journalist! ”

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"Beautiful!"

In the training ground, Qin Shou suddenly raised his arms excitedly and shouted.

I have to say that Lyman's state today is really good to the extent of hanging the sky, and he has practiced fixed-point shooting for nearly two hours, which is the first time Qin Shou has broken Lyman's ten finger passes. Although it is said that the reason for the decline in the opponent's physical strength, Qin Shou's shot this time is of extremely high quality, with good strength and speed, and the football drew an obvious arc in mid-air, drilling into the goal from an absolute dead angle.

Qin Shou's high-quality shot also made Lehmann a little stunned, after he got up from the ground, he didn't start to taunt as usual, on the contrary, he gave Qin Shou a thumbs up.

He knows very well that such a shot, even at the peak of his career, will not always be able to save. This made him very pleased, Qin Shou can be regarded as half of his disciple, from a complete amateur in archery to the current situation, as Qin Shou's master, he also feels sincerely satisfied.

Of course, such progress is not enough. After all, in the heat of battle, defenders don't give you the opportunity to shoot with your feet easily, so Qin Shou must also strengthen his shooting ability in confrontation and in a very small space.

"Well done......"

Lyman was about to say this to praise Qin Shou, but was interrupted by a loud shout.

"Good shot! What a beautiful shot! ”

Qin Shou and Lyman were both a little stunned, and the next moment they both turned their heads and saw a figure jumping not far away and shouting loudly.

Qin Shou and Lyman looked at each other, both of them seeing a strong doubt in each other's eyes. Obviously, neither of them knew each other. So the question is, who is this guy? How did he suddenly appear at the training ground.

Qin Shou had one more question, because from the voice that came, he could hear that the other party was speaking Chinese. In other words, the other party is his own Chinese compatriots?

When the two of them were still stunned, the figure ran over quickly. The experienced Lyman reacted quickly, he pulled Qin Shou behind him, and made a defensive posture in his hands. This guy is unknown, and I don't know if he sneaked into the training ground to make trouble. Besides, even if you are a fan, you have to take precautions, it is not uncommon for brain-dead fans to pull their idols all over their bodies.

A yellow-skinned oriental face appeared in front of the two of them, and before Qin Shou could react, he hugged Qin Shou suddenly.

"Oh my God, it's really you, Qin Shou!"

"Good fellow, you're really coming to England!"

"Are you here to play in England? Are you part of Arsenal now? ”

A series of questions came out of this guy's mouth, and judging by his nervous and excited expression, it can be said that the excitement is boundless.

"What for! What are you doing! Let go of Qin! ”

Lyman couldn't understand what this guy was saying in Chinese, and in his opinion, Qin Shou was obviously attacked by this Oriental. He roared angrily, stepped forward suddenly, and pulled his hands together, freeing Qin Shou from the "clutches". Lyman pushed the other man away hard, his eyes fixed on him warily.

"No, no, I'm not a reporter, I'm not here to make trouble, I'm a ......" Seeing that Lyman was obviously misunderstood, Lin Cheng hurriedly opened his mouth to explain, but halfway through, he seemed to remember something, and quickly changed to English, "Qin, I'm your fan." Yes, I'm your fan. I know you're playing for the New York Red Bulls. Yesterday I saw you on TV in the stands and guessed that you might have come to London with Henry, so I ......"

With such an explanation, Qin Shou and Lyman were both relieved, and they understood why this guy appeared here. Qin Shou patted Lyman's shoulder, signaling that the other party did not need to be so nervous, he took two steps forward, looked at the other party steadily, and tentatively said in Chinese: "Chinese? ”

"Yes, yes, I'm Chinese! I'm an international student! I watched a Major League Soccer game and I saw you and I saw your goals, and I ......"

Lin Cheng was so excited that he was a little incoherent, he really wanted to clear his mind, but after seeing Qin Shou and confirming the guess in his heart, he began to be a little slurred.

However, Qin Shou understood the meaning of the other party's words, isn't this just a brain-dead fan who likes himself? I occasionally saw myself playing in the United States, and then I liked myself, because I saw myself on TV, so I suspected that I had joined Arsenal, and then I came here in search of my idol.

What an inspirational journey to find idols!

Qin Shou couldn't help but feel beautiful in his heart. His friends like Thierry Henry and Lehmann are all well-known big stars, and the fans are a bunch of them, and it really feels like Alexander to be with them. Every time he saw a fan asking them for autographs and group photos, Qin Shou said in his heart that it was a lie if he didn't envy, jealousy, and hate.

But now it's fine.

"We are also people with fans, and we are one step closer to becoming a big star."

Qin Shou thought so, a friendly and bright smile appeared on his face, and he stretched out his hand: "Hello, my compatriot. ”

"Hello, hello. Qin Shou, you performed awesome in that game! Lin Cheng hurriedly stretched out his right hand to shake Qin Shou, and said excitedly, "My name is Lin Cheng." I have a lot of fan friends, all Chinese, who, like me, have watched you play in the United States. I just didn't expect that so soon, you would be in England and appear right in front of my eyes, and I really doubt that I was dreaming. ”

"Even if it's a dream, it's a dream come true." Qin Shou laughed. To be honest, at this moment, in addition to being proud, a faint warmth rose in his heart. Working hard in a foreign country, that kind of loneliness and loneliness is unimaginable, but now, his compatriots have a sense of identity with him, which makes Qin Shou feel that the path he chose is not wrong.

"Can I make a request?" After exchanging a few words in Chinese, Lin Cheng said.

"If only I could."

"Can you sign me?" Lin Cheng said his request, "It would be better if I could take a photo with you." ”

"Small." Qin Shou nodded in agreement, took the small notebook and pen handed over by Lin Cheng, and wrote his name on it.

After thinking about it, he added another sentence next to his name.

"To my first fan, Lin Cheng."

"You don't mind if I add that." Qin Shou smiled a little self-deprecatingly, "I haven't been in professional football for a long time, and no one knows me yet." You're the first fan I've asked for an autograph, thank you, Lincheng. ”

"Don't mind, don't mind!" Lin Cheng had more confidence than Qin Shou, and said firmly, "Believe in yourself, Qin Shou, you will become a big star, and you will let the whole world know your name." You will surely become the pride of all Chinese fans! ”

Lin Cheng carefully put away the small notebook, then took out his mobile phone and asked the two of them to take a group photo in English.

Lyman agreed.

But before he could hand the phone to Lyman, there was a sudden sound of a dog barking in the distance. Soon, two figures, a man and a dog, also appeared in the training ground.

"Damn Oriental boy, you still smuggled in!"

Qin Shou and Lyman looked at each other, looking at Collat, who was getting closer and closer in anger, with inexplicable expressions on their faces.

And Lin Cheng didn't have time to ask for a group photo, so he shouted, "Qin Shou, remember that you owe me a group photo!" Then he fled.

Running to the two of them out of breath, Collat asked, "That nasty bastard kid didn't do anything bad to you, did he?" ”

Without waiting for the two to reply, Collat waved his hand and chased his big wolfhound into the distance.

"Bastard boy, don't let me catch you, or I'll let Rice bite you to death!"

Looking at the figures that were getting farther and farther away, Qin Shou and Lyman both looked up and laughed.