"Alain, sure enough, since the captain became you, the team has won championships in various competitions."

Gary Kelly put on his short sleeves and said to Alan Smith next to him.

After the Leeds United and Newcastle matches, everyone began to celebrate wildly and then waited for the FA awards ceremony.

And Smith was not polite to Kelly.

"Old captain, if you give me the captain earlier, maybe I can have a few more champions and retire."

"Get out."

Kelly has decided to retire at the end of the season and then join Leeds United's coaching staff or club management for a while.

On the other hand, Lee Bowyer is helping Kelly.

"I think it's still George's reason, if it weren't for him, maybe Leeds United would have been relegated a long time ago, how could there be any league title."

"Yes, I think so too." Woodgate had already changed his clothes, and he just had to take off his coat.

"Shut up, don't limp and lose face when you go to receive the award." Smith said to Woodgate.

A group of old Leeds players were talking and chatting, but you could tell from their faces that they were very excited right now.

"It's set, let's go."

Strength and conditioning coach Colin McGee opened the locker room door and urged the players to claim their awards.

"Coach McGee, your clothes look a little tight, and your chest muscles are stretched out."

"Hahaha."

The players were excited to walk onto the pitch to prepare for the award ceremony.

The coaching staff was already waiting there, and they were also wearing short-sleeved shirts with the word "champion" emblazoned, but not as sexy as McGee.

The first to receive the award was the team's starting goalkeeper Edwin van der Sar, who did not expect to win several more titles in the final years of his career.

After receiving the medal, he took off his gloves and gently touched the trophy of the league champion.

Then came the other starters, Mills, Baines, Glenqvist......

After holding the medals, some kissed the trophy, some touched the trophy, and some passed by directly, occupying the podium and waiting for the final cup.

George Lee won the medal for the second time in the end, and he chose to go straight to the podium and wait for the final award.

"It's coming, it's coming."

Smith followed, knowing that everyone was waiting for him.

So after hanging the medal around his neck, he didn't speak to the FA official, and came to the podium with the trophy in one hand.

"Alain, be careful." Someone was reminding him.

"It's okay, I'm pretty skilled now." Smith was unimpressed.

Then you came to the podium.

"Guys, are you ready?"

“OK！”

"Then we'll ......"

Everyone shouted along with Smith.

"We are champions!"

^^^

"Jingle Bell~"

"Hello, this is Charles Fried Fish."

Sgol, the cashier guy at the fish fried restaurant, picked up the phone and said into the phone, thinking that someone had ordered food.

Although he was answering the phone, his eyes were fixed on the live broadcast of Leeds United presenting the award on the TV, just as Smith lifted the trophy.

Many of the customers in the store were also staring at the TV, and after seeing Leeds United win the championship, they all picked up drinks and wine, and raised their glasses and cheered.

"Sgol, do you hear that?"

"What did you say?" Sgol didn't hear clearly, because it happened to be a bit noisy in the store at this time.

"I'm the boss, Leeds United won the championship, according to what we decided before, it's free today, let me blow it up...... The scene was too noisy, so I hung up first....... Toot toot. ”

Sgol glanced at the back kitchen, then took out a sign from under the counter that had been made long ago and placed it in the most prominent position at the entrance of the store.

"Leeds won the title and the whole game was free."

By the time Sgol returned to the store, the atmosphere in the store had gone up a new level.

A cook walked out and asked Sgol.

"Did you win?"

"Win, Burke." "Looks like you're going to blow up all night tonight," Sgol said. ”

"Damn, should I be happy or unhappy?" Chef Bourke took off his chef's hat.

"Huh." Sgol returned to the bar with a smile.

Instead of immediately returning to the kitchen, Burke picked up a freshly brewed beer and held it high.

"Long live Leeds United!"

He was greeted by all the people in the store, people picking up drinks and glasses. It doesn't matter if it's an adult or a child, whether it's a man or a woman.

"Long live Leeds United."

^^^

Smith returned to his home late in the evening.

He didn't take long to the celebrations that followed the team's victory tonight, and he went back after a few drinks with his teammates in the nightclub.

It's just that it took him a long time to get home, because the whole city of Leeds was completely chaotic today.

The roads were filled with fans celebrating wildly, and the police department deployed a large number of police officers to maintain order, but with little effect.

After all, this is the first time Leeds United have ever won the Premier League. The last time the team won the top flight was in the 91/92 season, before the league was restructured into the Premier League, which has not been won in more than a decade.

Today, I finally got my wish.

So this first Premier League trophy brought fans infinite madness.

Congratulations. – Van Persie

When Smith returned home, he received a message from his friend.

I believe that Van Persie must have watched today's broadcast in Spain and saw the process of winning the cup.

Thank you. - Smith

Smith not only thanked Van Persie but also messaged other friends, including his ex-girlfriend.

It was only after Smith returned the message that Van Persie's message came back immediately.

How can you have time to reply to messages and not celebrate in a nightclub? – Van Persie

Looking at this information, Smith couldn't help but laugh, is he still like that in the eyes of his friends?

No, there's a UEFA Cup in a few days. - Smith

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the message to come again.

I'll go to Scotland and watch it live, and I wish Leeds a successful title defense. – Van Persie

Let's move forward, Robin. - Smith

Smith sent Van Persie a Leeds United team slogan.

Then, Smith put down his phone and prepared to take a shower.

It's just that the lights are still bright and the traffic is busy outside the door.

^^^

Also choosing to go home is Leeds United manager George Lee.

The incessant Leeds United anthem on the road outside, or the honking of cars, didn't bother him.

At this time, he was already lying in bed and asleep, and he was already too tired to do it these days.

Now that the league is over, he suddenly relaxes, so he goes home and falls asleep, not hearing the mobile phone ringing next to him at all.

Two young men were standing in front of the house, talking on the phone.

"Sean, have you got through?"

"No, Dad didn't answer the phone."

"Maybe it's still celebrating."

"It's impossible, I just returned the message and said that I had arrived home."

"Damn, who told you not to bring the key, Dad won't answer the phone, how can I get in with you."

"I said you shouldn't come back, you should go to Uncle Michael's for one night, you have to come back."

"Do you think it's possible, you didn't see Aunt Tony's eyes, we two can be light bulbs tonight?"

"Did you say Daddy would be at Charlotte's house?"

"Let's go, let's see."

In this way, Wallace and Olson crossed the road again and embarked on their own journey to find their father.