The next morning, when Zhang Tiehan got up from the bed, he felt a little pain in his head and some discomfort in his stomach.

The sun shone in through the window, and he knew that he was up late today, and then he remembered that the team had won against Chelsea yesterday, and the whole team was very happy, and the president of the club, Mr. Whelan, had a big dinner and drink, and the party lasted for a night.

Right! We won against Chelsea!?

Zhang Tiehan covered his forehead and recalled the events of yesterday afternoon, and that game was a difficult and passionate memory.

"Wigan Athletic scored the first goal! Only nineteen seconds into the opening game, the goal was scored by No. 13 Zhang! ”

'Wigan Athletic have been on the defensive, they held on for the first half and went into the break with a one-goal advantage.

"It's Crespo! His free-kick equalised for Chelsea! ”

"It's Zhang again, just a minute later, he helped the team overtake the score again!"

"The ball is in! Sheet! Sheet! He scored the third goal for Wigan Athletic! He scored a hat-trick at Stamford Bridge, 1-3! ”

The memories grew clearer.

'With less than 10 minutes left, it......'s not easy for Chelsea to get two goals back'

'Wigan Athletic's defence was successful and they kept Chelsea back and forth to no avail, sending the game into stoppage time.

"The game is over! Wigan Athletic won the game as they beat home Chelsea at Stamford Bridge! Their performance was so good that their number 13, Zhang, completed a hat-trick and almost dominated the match in one fell swoop! ”

'The Chelsea people will remember the young number 13 fondly, he brought shame and pain to them!'

It's not a dream, it's real!

We really won against Chelsea and I got the Man of the Match and scored a hat-trick.

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Tiehan smiled heartily, he felt so good! It's so cool!

It's really cool to win against Chelsea!

Zhang Tiehan quickly got dressed, walked out of the door, and took out the newspaper delivered this morning in the mailbox. A Wigan, a Manchester Sport, and a Manchester Morning Post.

First of all, I opened the Manchester Morning Post, and the large photo on the sports page was the picture of myself scoring the third goal yesterday, with a hideous face on the screen, jumping high in the air, and the football flying to my ears.

Under his chest, there is a head, and the angle of the picture is not very clear, but Zhang Tiehan knows that it is Lampard.

Pressing Frank Lampard's head to score...... Refreshing!

The headline in the Manchester Morning Post was 'Hat-trick!' Wigan Athletic's youngster conquers Stamford Bridge! The text details yesterday's game, highlighting three goals about him.

The article said at the end of the article, "This young man came from the Manchester United Academy, he came out of nowhere at Wigan Athletic, scoring three goals in one game, and impressing England's upstart Chelsea!" We want to congratulate him, he really made a name for himself! ”

"Wigan" reported more about yesterday's game, as a local newspaper of Wigan, "Wigan" used almost all sports pages to narrate yesterday's game, and there were too many words of praise for Zhang Tiehan, and Zhang Tiehan blushed a little when he looked at some words.

Where is this report, it is simply something written purely to praise him.

'Genius', 'Magic', 'Hero', 'Future', 'Superstar'......

Many words of praise can be found in the newspapers, and they have been mentioned more than once, looking at this kind of report, Zhang Tiehan suddenly has a feeling that he has conquered the world.

If you look at Manchester Sport, there is an absolute gap between the content of the "Wigan Newspaper", which also has a report on yesterday's match between Chelsea and Wigan Athletic, and a special page is set aside to write it.

It's just that the content is more sarcastic about Chelsea.

"Chelsea will lose to Wigan Athletic, which also proves that the form of England's upstarts is unstable, they have a luxurious squad, but there is no matching background, the foundation is accumulated over a hundred years of history, this is the difference between the upstarts and the giants......

As for Wigan Athletic's win for what to do?

There was no mention of it at all, and there was only one sentence about Zhang Tiehan, "Wigan Athletic's No. 13 Zhang performed well, and his three goals helped the team to victory. ”

That's all, that's all.

Zhang Tiehan looked at the content of the report, shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, he didn't need to look at him to know who wrote such an evasive report, it must be the tsundere woman who brought her personal feelings into her work - Alexia.

Really.

Zhang Tiehan was not depressed by Alexia's report, no matter how much the opponent ignored his performance, it could not affect his good mood, he did score three goals at Stamford Bridge, the other side didn't care, he also scored three.

As usual, after getting dressed, Zhang Tiehan went directly out of the room to go for a morning jog on the road.

He has this habit.

Since coming to this world, Zhang Tiehan has been running in the morning without interruption, and he woke up a little late today, but it was only eight o'clock in the morning, and he still came to go to Lao Leo's shop to have some breakfast, where he liked the breakfast cake very much.

On the way, you will meet many residents in the neighborhood, as well as young people who also come for a morning jog, and they usually say hello to him and then nod and smile at each other.

He enjoyed the warmth.

But today seemed different, as soon as he walked to the side of the road, he ran into a few fans, who came forward to ask Zhang Tiehan for autographs.

"Zhang! Give me an autograph! ”

A somewhat unfamiliar fan ran over and took out the paper and pen that had been prepared. Zhang Tiehan agreed, signed his English name, and smiled at them in a friendly manner.

It's really different now, someone actually came to ask for an autograph in the morning...... This kind of thing can only be thought about, but now that it has happened, Zhang Tiehan feels very excited, and he will be a small star in the future.

This feeling...... Very good.

Zhang Tiehan thought about it, jogging towards Old Vincent's shop, it was the time when there were many people eating breakfast, there were many people around the counter, Zhang Tiehan walked in and shouted, "Vincent, as usual." He usually eats a breakfast cake, two eggs and a steamed cake, and because of his frequent care, old Vincent is already familiar with it.

Today is different, though.

Zhang Tiehan found a place to sit down, and some people came around, they took pictures with their mobile phones, and there was a guy with a special camera.

Zhang Tiehan smiled at them in a friendly manner.

Some of them asked for autographs, some asked for a group photo, and the reporter had to come to interview them specially, and they couldn't even take care of the breakfast they had just bought, Zhang Tiehan patiently cooperated at first, but when breakfast came, he wanted to eat, but these people just didn't leave.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to have breakfast." Zhang Tiehan said.

Some of the residents of the neighborhood who were familiar with him left, but the unfamiliar faces didn't care at all, especially the reporter, who kept asking--

"Zhang, you behaved really well yesterday, can you tell me how you feel now?"

"I want to eat."

"What about breakfast? By the way, do you often eat breakfast at this restaurant? Why don't you go to the club's restaurant? The food there is more nutritious. ”

"I just want to eat."

"Do you wake up so early every day? It's only past eight o'clock, and as far as I know, Wigan Athletic's daily training starts at nine o'clock, and today seems to be a day off. ”

"Sorry...... I want to say, I'm going to have breakfast. Zhang Tiehan said this in a low voice, but the reporter was still muttering, he let Zhang Tiehan eat, just sat opposite and watched without moving, as if waiting for him to eat and continue to ask.

Zhang Tiehan ran out of patience.

After a few bites of eating, he got up and left directly, the reporter and a few fans who had just arrived were still chasing after him, Zhang Tiehan walked away quickly, and shook them off on the corner of the street.

He's had enough of it.

It's no wonder that some stars hate their lives very much, they have to dress up every time they go out, and even wear a hat for fear of being recognized by others.

It's not bad to do this once in a while, but it's like this every day, how to go out for a morning run in the future.

Fortunately, there were not many people on the street in the morning, except for the strange fans who were waiting there, most of the people I met knew Zhang Tiehan, they just said hello in a friendly way, but they didn't come over again to ask for autographs or anything, which made Zhang Tiehan breathe a sigh of relief.

After the morning run, it was already past nine o'clock.

At this time, the club's daily training also began, but the game with Chelsea only ended yesterday, and today the club has a day off, and there is no one at the training ground.

He's going to do some training alone.

However, when he went to train by himself, the effect was not great, Zhang Tiehan hesitated, and still called Belonte.

"Zhang? Isn't it a holiday today? A muffled voice rang on the other end of the phone, and it was clear that Belonte hadn't woken up yet.

Zhang Tiehan said, "It seems that the holiday has nothing to do with you, Cahill, don't you have to work?" I'm going to train, you can just sign a formal work contract, don't come up and slack off. ”

"Oh God! You rest, of course I also rest as a coach, and although the club promised me twice the overtime pay, I still don't want to work overtime! ”

"Cahill, get up, you'd be in Wigan, and if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have gotten a formal job, you know."

On the other end of the phone, Beronte was immediately annoyed when he heard it, "Zhang! If it weren't for me, your shooting skills wouldn't have improved so quickly! Nor will he score three goals at Stamford Bridge! ”

"Alright! All right! ”

Zhang Tiehan felt that his shooting skills had improved, mainly because he had obtained a new amount of ancient power, but Belonte's training also had a lot of effect, so he had to say, "Cahill, you are amazing, come and train me, I can't wait." ”

"An hour." Beronte could only reluctantly agree.

In the last game against Chelsea, Zhang Tiehan scored three goals, but overall, he still knows that he is a little lacking in shooting, except for a strong long-range shot, it is difficult for him to make other ways to shoot, even if his accuracy is good, but after all, he has not done much training.

For example, if a teammate crosses the ball to the middle or sends the ball to his feet in some other way, it is difficult for him to score the ball with one kick, unless the football route is too good and his position is too suitable, otherwise he needs to stop the ball every time, but where is there any space in the penalty area to stop the ball, stopping the ball means that there is no chance.

Another example is a single knife ball, he only knows how to shoot directly, but that is the most inefficient, and he is likely to be saved by the opponent's goalkeeper with both hands, but if he wants to do what to shoot, the failure rate is a bit too high, and he can't fake it when he shoots.

If you are facing a world-level goalkeeper, there is no feint with a single knife, and you can shoot directly...... It is safe to say that eight out of ten will be stopped, and they are all a bit conservative.

Therefore, Zhang Tiehan felt that he still had to strengthen his training in shooting.

An hour later, Beronte came to the training ground, he originally wanted to watch Zhang Tiehan train, he was relaxed and comfortable to be on the side, and he could get double the salary, but his guidance was not a golden mouth, and the role was too small and too small.

It didn't take long for him to become a caddy completely.

"Cahill, pass it hard!"

"This time, I'm going to kick the ball into the corner!"

"God, you're such a!"

Zhang Tiehan shouted while receiving the ball from Belonte and shooting directly, Beronte listened to these words, his face was full of grievances, and he shrugged helplessly, "Zhang, I just want to say that I am not a football player." ”

Soon the morning passed, and after training for a while in the afternoon, Zhang Tiehan let go of Belonte, and he ushered in his cousin Zhang Zhenren.

The two brothers came directly to a big hug.

"Iron man, you did what a beautiful job yesterday! I watched the game and bought a ticket straight to Manchester! Zhang Zhenren said impatiently.

"You're here to help me negotiate a new contract?"

"Of course!" Zhang Zhenren said confidently, "It's up to me this time, I want to make that Nelson know how to be amazing!" You're just waiting to sign a big contract! ”