"So you are a part-time job in this team?" After a few casual conversations, James Merry had already figured out the basic situation. The seemingly casual chats were actually targeted. Although Chu Zhongtian was cautious and did not say anything he shouldn't say, some information was revealed inadvertently. Compared with experienced reporters, he was too young... "Do you have other jobs?"

“I work in a bar and I also assigned orders to a Chinese restaurant.”

"It seems that your time is not as abundant as you said before."

Chu Zhongtian really wanted to say the famous saying "Time is like a woman's cleavage, and there is always a squeeze." However, when facing this strange reporter, it is better not to make some jokes casually. He just shrugged: "There is always a squeeze of time."

"It seems you really like playing football. So do you have a team or star you like?"

"The favorite national team is Brazil. The clubs don't like them regularly. I like many club teams. So are the stars."

"How do you think of Wimbledon?"

Chu Zhongtian asked hesitantly: "Mr. Meili, do you mean the one who has moved or..."

"Now this one." James Merry pointed to the team behind him. He knew that many people in this team had no good feelings for the team that had moved to Milton Keynes, so he said simply.

"Great! I like the feeling of playing football here, I'm very free, my teammates and coaches are all very good. Although we are just a team in the ninth league, I feel very happy to play football here." Chu Zhongtian smiled on his face.

James Merry nodded. Years of interview experience allowed him to tell that the smile on the boy's face in front of him was definitely not pretending. He really felt happy here.

"As a foreigner, do you feel uncomfortable here? After all, your language, culture and living environment are different from them." Merry pointed to the players.

Chu Zhongtian shook his head: "No." He automatically omitted the conflict between Russell and Borger as soon as he came to the team. "We respect each other, and after we get to know each other, we are like brothers."

"Since you are a student, will you leave the team after you graduate from college?" James Merry did not hear Chu Zhongtian's answer after asking this question. He tilted his head strangely.

When Chu Zhongtian heard this question, he felt a little dazed. After more than a season, there were so many games that were enough to make him remember. Now when he thought about leaving the team in the future and leaving so many teammates, he felt that he was really reluctant to let go... "Uh, sorry, I was distracted." Chu Zhongtian came back to his senses and found that the other party was still waiting for his answer, and quickly apologized. "Yes, after graduation, I should be back to China, after all, my home is there."

"What a pity." James Merry said out of etiquette. In fact, he didn't think it was a pity.

Just as he wanted to continue asking, he and Chu Zhongtian both heard the whistle sounded by Eames.

"It seems you're going to start training, I'm sorry to bother you for so long." James Merry stood up from the ground and patted the grass and dirt on his butt.

Chu Zhongtian also stood up. "Is this an interview?" he asked.

Merry was amused by his question. Although the boy always maintained a mature and steady attitude during the chat, he was still a student who was still in school.

"That's right, I actually prefer to call it 'chat'." Merry smiled.

"So do I have the chance to see what we say in the newspaper?" Chu Zhongtian asked again. He also refused to be famous. If he could really become famous, it would not be a bad thing for him. Celebrities always complain that becoming famous makes them unbearable, while ordinary people yearn for fame, which is really like a besieged city... Meili hesitated for a moment before smiling and said, "I don't know, the person who decides what manuscripts are not me."

After hearing what he said, Chu Zhongtian said "Oh" in disappointment, but he did not forget to say goodbye to the reporter: "Goodbye, Mr. Meili, I have to go to train."

"You go, I'm glad to meet you, Chu."

"I'm also happy to know you, Mr. Merry."

After Chu Zhongtian ran away, the short and fat man moved to Meili: "You guys seem to have a happy chat. Have you dug out something valuable?"

"It's not common for such polite children nowadays." Meili's sigh made the short and fat monk confused.

"What?"

"Nothing." Merry glanced at the short and fat man next to him. "There is nothing valuable. He is not an Asian, but just an international student who went to school in Wimbledon. He comes here to play football in his spare time."

"International student?" The short and fat man frowned, his little eyes flashed a few times, "If he appeared in a professional team, it would be really big news."

"Is it possible? Where does the labor certificate come from?" James Merry asked.

"So I said that's big news - an international student who cannot obtain a labor certificate becomes a member of a professional team. What a sensational news! Otherwise, I said James, you can only work in local tabloids like Wimbledon Evening News in your life, and you don't have the keen sense of news reporters at all!" The short and fat man shook his head and showed his superiority.

"Okay, I stayed there just because I didn't like to use all kinds of despicable means to attract attention. The Sun's place is not suitable for me, but it is very consistent with you, so you are doing better than me now, Abel."

Hearing James' sarcasm, the short and fat Abel was not annoyed, but just touched his bald head and laughed.

"Let's go, there's no good show." James Merry turned around and walked towards the gate of Kings Ranch.

Other reporters are also leaving one after another.

For most of them, perhaps for a long time they thought they would not re-tread the small court on the roadside of Kingston, just as they did not believe that this team could create miracles in the FA Cup. It would be enough to pay attention to such a team once, and it would be like the short and fat Abel said - a waste of space.

If they draw the lottery and live broadcast, then they can be the last time - "The amateur team from the Ninth League Mixed County League lost to ×××× in the first round of the FA Cup, and was eliminated, and ××××× successfully advanced to the second round."

This "××××" can be filled with the name of any professional team, but the result will definitely be impossible.

※※※ During training, Eames asked the team not to be too confident, although he was arrogant and arrogant during interviews... and then he still practiced whatever he should practice, and there was no change because the reporter came.

After the training, Chu Zhongtian took a shower in the locker room, changed his clothes and went back. By the way, - this season, the locker room of Kings Ranch was finally filled with hot water, and everyone was able to take a simple hot bath after the training. After the training, the previously deserted shower room was crowded, and even had to queue up to take a shower.

Renovating and repairing the old water supply system did not cost much, but it was one of the manifestations that the club is gradually becoming regularized.

After finishing the training, Chu Zhongtian carried his schoolbag back to the apartment he rented. Yang Yang was already waiting for him to open the fire and cook. As an international student, if he didn't learn to cook by himself and went to the supermarket to buy cheap things by himself, the expenses of eating alone would not be a small amount every year. Yang Yang's family was in a superior condition, but eating with Chu Zhongtian could help Chu Zhongtian save money - the two of them had already agreed that Chu Zhongtian provided skills and Yang Yang produced the ingredients. Each of them took the needs, Yang Yang ate delicious Chinese food, while Chu Zhongtian saved a considerable amount of money.

Chu Zhongtian has never been the kind of person who wants to be face-saving. Since someone can help him share the expenses and save money, why not accept it? He did not think that Yang Yang was giving him a gift, because although his family was not rich, he was not as inferior as to think that others' help and care for him were disguised insults. His carefulness was not fragile and sensitive at all.

Besides, Yang Yang paid for the meal and did his own efforts, but he didn't take any advantage. Yang Yang ate outside all day long, and if he didn't spend too much money, he might not be able to eat well. Now with Chu Zhongtian, he looks much better than before knowing Chu Zhongtian. With the reasonable diet, he will naturally become energetic.

Now he is basically begging Chu Zhongtian to cook for him. If Chu Zhongtian had solved his three meals outside because of working or playing football, he would have eaten junk food like McDonald's and KFC all day long. Then, after seeing Chu Zhongtian again, he "cryed" to him how miserable he was, and insisted that Chu Zhongtian give him a whole midnight snack. Even if it was just a bowl of noodles, he would have had a great time eating it.

After having supper with Yang Yang in the apartment, Chu Zhongtian threw all the pots and pans to Yang Yang for treatment, and rushed to work at the Wimbledon bar. It was a little late today, so I went there a little later, but I would get a little less salary.

When Chu Zhongtian rushed to the Wimbledon bar, he found that Emily was already there.

"You're late today." Emily raised the Guinness stout in her hand to him.

Chu Zhongtian threw the bag behind the bar, pulled the apron and put it around his neck, tied it up, then stood in front of Emily, and asked her through the bar, "What else do you need for service? Your Highness the Princess?" His breath was not breathing evenly.

Emily laughed, she liked to hear Chu Zhongtian call her like that, and she replied seriously: "Go ahead, my knight."

"But why are you late today?"

"When I went to training in the afternoon, there was an interview with a reporter, which delayed some training time, and the boss made up for it. It was even later."

"All reporters are coming..." Emily was not surprised by this. Wimbledon in the Ninth League entered the FA Cup. It is no matter what, it is a big deal, and it is also necessary to show her face in the media. It would be abnormal if there were no reporters to interview them. What interested her was another thing.

"Hey, why do I remember that today is Friday, not Saturday, Sunday?" After saying that, she looked at Chu Zhongtian with a smile. Her curved eyes seemed to be able to speak, and said to Chu Zhongtian: I used to ask you to play midweek games, and you said you wanted to go to class. What's wrong with you skipping class and running to train today?

Chu Zhongtian understood her eyes and scratched her head embarrassedly: "Actually, when I decided to skip class to participate in the fourth round of the FA Cup qualifiers, I considered this issue - the team has a bigger goal and needs to spend more and more time on football. What I lack most now is time. It takes too much time for two jobs at the same time... Do you know, I have decided to quit the job that assigned orders for 'Mc China'."

Emily was a little surprised when she heard Chu Zhongtian say this. She put away her smile and looked at the other party. "Will this reduce your income?"

"I always have to make a choice, and it is impossible for me to get all the benefits. If I want to play football and go further in the FA Cup, I have to pay something. Fortunately, I just give up the job there and don't have to give up the job here."

Emily suddenly smiled and asked, "Don't you bear it?"

"Just because there is more income here." Chu Zhongtian shrugged.

Emily wrinkled her nose and snorted.

Chu Zhongtian found that Emily not only smiled well, but also looked very good when she was angry and wrinkled. She is worthy of being an actor, and any expression is impeccable, just like in front of the camera. Even if she is angry, she must show her most perfect side. Perhaps even her sad and lonely appearance must be very good.

For such a girl, the Hollywood world is her final destination... Although she is a little regretful, she and she are really in two completely different worlds.

It is already a glorious thing for an ordinary person to be a friend and an alumni who has been with such a future movie star, who may be a world-class movie star for three years.

Let me say it out later: "I know that actress Emily Stan!" How proud!

"Hey, Chu!" Emily raised her voice and finally hooked the soul of Chu Zhongtian who was distracted. "Why are you distracted again?"

"Uh, sorry." Chu Zhongtian said embarrassedly. The beauty chatted with her in front of her, and she was distracted. It was really embarrassing... "What are you thinking?" Emily fell over and leaned closer to look at Chu Zhongtian carefully.

Chu Zhongtian leaned back a little and opened the distance again: "I'm thinking about the FA Cup." He lied, obviously unable to tell Emily his true thoughts.

"What a coincidence, I was asking you what you think of the FA Cup." Emily was very happy to hear him say this, and she didn't care about Chu Zhongtian's small move that deliberately distanced the two of them.

"What do you think? The opponent will come out soon, right? Let's talk about it when it comes out." Chu Zhongtian spread his hands. In fact, he had no specific thoughts about the FA Cup. Just now, that was just an excuse to deal with Emily's problem. He just had some vague longings.

The FA Cup is the oldest football event in the world. Every year, many people pay attention to this game not only in England, but also in other parts of the world - although it only started to pay attention to it since the third round. Although it is a cup, it is much higher than the A-League in China. I didn’t expect that I did not become a member of the system, but instead played a more advanced game in a foreign country. I really don’t know what the teammates who have played with him would feel if they knew... Even he himself felt really amazing. I really thank the rules of the FA England for making amateur teams qualified to participate in such advanced events.

He thought again - if...I mean, if, if, maybe... Wimbledon had a very strong luck and actually won the FA Cup, then can he still represent this amateur team in the UEFA Cup at this time next year?

This idea is crazy!

Emily's voice came again: "...It would be even better if the game was broadcast live in the future. You are now step by step on the road to the stars, Chu!"

Chu Zhongtian knew that Emily was coming again, and he smiled bitterly: "If you can become a star, it will be too worthless."

Emily didn't argue with him, just shrugged: "Anyway, I'm looking forward to seeing you on TV."

"Aren't you going to watch football on site?" Chu Zhongtian felt strange when he heard Emily say she wanted to watch TV.

"Actually, I'm here to say goodbye to you today."

"I'm leaving again?" Chu Zhongtian sighed in his heart, regretful.

"Yeah." Emily curled her lips helplessly, "Go to the United States to film. Although it is not an important role, it is just a small supporting role, but my mother hopes that I can get to know more people and learn more."

"I didn't see your last movie."

"It will be released during the Christmas period. But you have to search hard, seriously and carefully to find me. My image in that play is very different from now, and I only have three lines in total."

"Oh? What is it? Let's talk about it." Chu Zhongtian became curious.

"No! I don't want to spoil it!" Emily looked at the disappointed Chu Zhongtian with a smile, feeling proud of successfully teasing him.

"Okay, you won, Your Highness, Princess." Chu Zhongtian raised his hands and said helplessly.

"Don't worry, I will give you a movie ticket, my knight." Emily put her hand on Chu Zhongtian's left shoulder as if she placed a sword on the knight's shoulder.

But she didn't have a sword in her hand now, and the distance between the two was very close, so this posture looked a bit ambiguous... Emily leaned forward, and Chu Zhongtian did not lean back, and the two people's faces were just a little short. They suddenly fell silent as if they were staring at each other in a tacit understanding, as if they were unable to move their eyes away. There was a special emotion growing in silence.

At this subtle moment, a hoarse voice rang out: "Chu! Another pint of stout beer!!"

A drunkard with a red nose bumped into his drunken eyes and put his wine glass on the bar. Then he raised his head and saw Emily and Chu Zhongtian who were a little embarrassed.

"Ah, really hug, sorry! I seem to... beat, disturb you, you guys?" He grinned as he drank high, revealing his big yellow teeth, and muttered stammeringly. Of course, he did not forget to have a burp: "Himmer!"

Chu Zhongtian took the cup and poured the wine. Emily smiled at the drunkard and lowered her head to drink.

A faint sigh seemed to sound in the bar.
Chapter completed!