Xu Xiaodi has been sitting in the Wimbledon bar, watching people pouring in and slowly filling the small bar. It seems that the bar is doing well, and everyone is familiar with Chu Zhongtian.

After a while, he saw two more people coming in, walked straight to the front of the bar, started talking to Chu Zhongtian, and then saw Chu Zhongtian saying something, while the short and fat man among the two visitors took out his pen and recorded something in his notebook. Xu Xiaodi understood this attitude too well - isn't this an interview!

Damn! I don’t accept my interviews, don’t accept all Chinese media interviews, why should I accept interviews from British people?

Xu Xiaodi couldn't figure it out. Could this kid be optimistic about foreign countries? Looking at his relationship with these British people... he just thought he was like a person from a country. Is this really the case?

Unable to make up his mind, Xu Xiaodi was restless in the bar, twisting her butt on the chair, and she wanted to rush up to ask what was going on.

But when he thought of those strong men with bad expressions and even worse tattoos, he forced this thought into his heart.

But he didn't give up. This matter must be asked clearly, but the strong men have to leave...※※※ Chu Zhongtian really didn't expect that when Mr. James Merry came, he brought a colleague. He said that he was his college classmate and worked at the Sun, hoping to get Chu Zhongtian's exclusive interview.

Chu Zhongtian thought about it. Anyway, he was already famous, and it would be a matter of time before he was found by a reporter. It would be better to accept an interview openly and show himself to others. He was not incompatible with the interview. He was unwilling to accept interviews from a group of Chinese journalists such as Xu Xiaodi because he was unwilling to let the news spread to China and be seen by his mother... As for British journalists, it doesn't matter. Anyway, his parents would not be able to see news from the British media.

In this way, Chu Zhongtian was working while accepting interviews with Abel reporter. Half an hour later, Abel left with satisfaction, while James Merry stayed.

"Congratulations, Chu. You are a star now." Meili smiled at Chu Zhongtian. Then he took out his digital camera and pulled out the photos he took to Chu Zhongtian to see how many newspapers published his photos and reports today. "In the future, there will be more."

"Are you ready? Chu."

"What preparation?" To be honest, Chu Zhongtian really has no experience in dealing with the scene after becoming famous. There will be many fans asking for autographs and taking photos with him? Wherever he goes, it will cause a burst of screams? Media from all over the country are flocking to him?

"You will know then, haha!" Meili leaned over and patted Chu Zhongtian on the shoulder. "I hope you don't feel annoying then, but even if you think they are annoying, you can't do anything about it. They are a group of flies that can't be driven away."

Chu Zhongtian thought about it and shrugged. No matter what the media said, wouldn’t it be enough to keep a normal mind?

Meili left soon, and his wife and children were waiting to go back. Before leaving, he complained that he would not be free after getting married, but he had complained like this for more than ten years and had become an inertia.

Chu Zhongtian noticed that Xu Xiaodi was still sitting in the corner and had a glass of beer until the afternoon.

It was so stubborn... He looked at his watch and it was almost half past two.

There was a squeaking sound of goose bumps on his bones, and he knew that the boss who was raising his energy was coming down.

"Chu!"

"boss."

"We're going out to play football, and the store will be left to you!" Boss John was dressed in athletic dress and carried a small backpack that was completely inconsistent with his body shape.

"No problem, boss! Happy playing football!" Chu Zhongtian waved to him and watched Boss John walk out with a few companions who played football together.

At 2:30, Chu Zhongtian walked over and rang the ringtone for the first time today.

The old drinkers were all familiar with each other, and they rushed up to ask for another glass of wine, trying to keep grinding until the door was closed at 3 o'clock.

Xu Xiaodi looked at them and did not come up to ask for wine. She just sat there, lowering her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

Chu Zhongtian thought about it and walked over: "We will close at three o'clock."

"Ah?" Xu Xiaodi looked up and took a look. It turned out that he didn't know the meaning of the ringtone... "Oh... OK, OK... I'll leave in a while."

But when he said this, he always looked at Chu Zhongtian. Chu Zhongtian could see the three big Chinese characters "unwilling to accept" from his eyes.

He looked back at the bar. The boss went to play football and beat a large group of people away. Now there are not many people left here. There should be nothing to be busy with. So he simply pulled open the chair and sat down in front of Xu Xiaodi.

"What are you doing here? I won't accept your interview..."

"I won't accept interviews from all Chinese media, right?" Xu Xiaodi asked back.

Chu Zhongtian was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"Why?" Xu Xiaodi asked.

"Why? Uh, this..." Chu Zhongtian felt a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and said, "I just don't want my mother to see that I was not studying in the UK, but ran to play football... My mother doesn't like me playing football."

Xu Xiaodi was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that the real reason was this, so when he first heard this explanation, he had a thought in his mind - you are lying!

But looking at the other person's expression, it doesn't look like a lie... and he doesn't accept Chinese media, but only accepts interviews from British media, and does not look like a person who refuses to be famous. It can be seen that although he is twenty years old, he is still very young. It is normal for many young people at this age to be famous. Therefore, he must not have accepted interviews because he is indifferent to fame and fortune.

After thinking for a while, Xu Xiaodi accepted Chu Zhongtian's explanation, but then he laughed again: "Ha! Do you really think that your mother in China will not see the news about you if you do this?"

"Why can't it?" Chu Zhongtian asked back.

Xu Xiaodi took out his business card again: "I am a sports reporter, Chu Zhongtian. I know the things in the Chinese sports newspapers. Have you read the Sports Weekly when you were in China?"

Chu Zhongtian nodded. That was the most famous sports newspaper in China and was also very influential in reporting on football.

"If I say that many of their manuscripts are actually translated directly from foreign media, do you believe it?"

Chu Zhongtian grinned.

"But they are smarter and have done something like "cooperative media". They have a reporter who specializes in Spanish football. They have appeared in many interviews with big names and stars in Spanish football. In fact, he made up them. When he took a photo, he said that he had a great relationship with others..." As he spoke, Xu Xiaodi was quite disdainful of that person.

This reporter Chu Zhongtian also knew about it, because he didn't see his name in the Sports Weekly before. He did have many interviews about Spanish football giants, but he didn't expect that they were all edited?

He was shocked.

This is too...that's right?

Xu Xiaodi was very satisfied with Chu Zhongtian's reaction after hearing these news: "China's report on Western football is very detailed, but do you think about it? We don't even have a few decent sports newspapers... It's not that I'm just digging down their reports from foreign media, translating them, and then changing to something that meets the reading habits of Chinese readers. It's a bit of professional ethics. Some people just edit them themselves. Anyway, Chinese readers can't really go to Europe to verify whether the things reported in newspapers are true, so they compile them."

"So, you think that if you don't accept interviews from Chinese media, you will have to be silent in China. That's impossible, Chu Zhongtian. They can't get your interview, but your reports and news are urgently needed in China, so they compile... make up stories, start making up videos of your game, or even don't even want to play videos. But this is not the secret of our Chinese journalists. Those British journalists are just like this - their editors call to urge reporters in front to submit their manuscripts every day. If they can't deliver it, it will affect their own income and even be dismissed. But there are so many games, there are only so many players and coaches who can accept interviews, but there are more reporters. Not everyone can become the lucky ones who interview Ferguson. What should we do? Make up, make up randomly, make up stories, how horrible the story is, how to make up the plot, how to make up the plot is tortuous and bizarre…"

Chu Zhongtian frowned when he heard this: "It's okay to just write it in China, but you can't see the real news, but if you write it like this in England, will it be exposed soon?"

"That's just what they want. If a celebrity comes forward to accuse them of spreading rumors and making up for their own mistakes, and using legal means to get their reputation, they will happily fight a lawsuit with the other party, and then hype the lawsuit in their own newspapers, attracting the attention of readers. Of course, the final result is usually that they lose the case, not only have to pay hundreds of thousands of pounds of compensation, but also have to bear all the litigation fees. The total litigation fees are hundreds of thousands of pounds, but it doesn't matter. They have moved enough sales and attention through this series of hype, and at the same time they have won the favor of advertisers. They have succeeded." Xu Xiaodi spread his hands.

"So the world is like a crow, Chu Zhongtian. Don't think that if you don't accept interviews, the media will have no choice. What they want will get with all means."

This made Chu Zhongtian feel cold sweat behind his back.

When he thinks of the media making up their own stories at will, he feels unhappy.

When Xu Xiaodi saw him like this, she knew that his words had worked.

"So the best way is not to be a turtle, but to stand up and make your own voice." When the time is ripe, Xu Xiaodi finally gave his purpose.

Chu Zhongtian glanced at him: "So I should accept your interview, Mr. Xu?"

Xu Xiaodi, who had seen through his thoughts by the other party, was not embarrassed, but just smiled: "Yes. You see, we were talking pretty speculatively, and we got to know each other slowly - I have been observing you here for a whole day. Which other reporters do like me? I guess they are all in a hurry to rush back to make up your news. Choose me to be your spokesperson in China, so you can rest assured that I am not the kind of person who spread rumors and causes trouble! I am a principled reporter!"

When he said this, he remembered the fact that he copied the news in the cramped house, and he blushed slightly in his heart.

Chu Zhongtian thought about it and seemed that this was the only way... If his mother saw it, then tell the truth, and then send her the transcript of the previous school year and tell her that playing football in the UK did not affect her studies. I believe that if this happens, my mother would not have such a big objection, right? She doesn't want to play football herself, she just hopes that she will study hard... "Okay, wait for me for half an hour, and when I close this store, I will chat with you again."

After saying that, he got up and went busy again.

Seeing him turn around, Xu Xiaodi clenched his fists hard and held the sound of "Yeah" in his throat.

Those of my fellow countrymen, go jealous! When you start making up for this laptop, I will give you the most real and authoritative exclusive interview!

Today! January 4th, I am Xu Xiaodi's turnaround!

※※※ Chu Zhongtian and Xu Xiaodi chatted in the tavern after closing for more than an hour. When Chu Zhongtian reopened the store, Xu Xiaodi had already left the Wimbledon bar with a load of notebooks and a satisfied mood. He even left his phone number and told him that if his mother blamed Chu Zhongtian for seeing domestic reports, he would be happy to come forward to help him persuade his mother.

There were a few guests in the afternoon because it was Sunday and everyone was going to play on Sunday League. He turned on the TV and planned to watch the live FA Cup match that will be broadcast in the afternoon. What if there will be their fourth round opponent there?

As a result, the game that was broadcast on TV was the third round of the FA Cup between Everton and Shrewsbury. Listening to the commentator's introduction, Shrewsbury is an English-Central team and a fourth-level team.

Judging from the simple analysis of strength, Everton's victory over Shrewsbury is not a problem, but after the example of Wimbledon's competitive victory over Wimbledon the day before, everyone was much more cautious when analyzing this game.

Chu Zhongtian saw Li Tie on TV, wearing Everton's blue jersey and the number 12, with a prominent name on the number - "li_tie".

Seeing this figure, he remembered that when Li Tie won the Premier League best last year, he was still envious. But now, he no longer envies Li Tie. Because he also won the best in the game! He also became the first Chinese in history to score a goal in the FA Cup!

Now maybe it's Li Tie's turn to envy him?

Ha ha!

In fact, Chu Zhongtian's own fantasy was almost certain. After watching various football news broadcast yesterday, Li Tie received a call from his agent Xu Hongtao, asking him if he knew a Chinese player named "Chu Zhongtian", who also played football in the UK.

Li Tie was confused on the phone, not knowing that there was such a number of Chinese players playing football in the UK. His agent asked him to read the news, and he was completely shocked after reading the news. When he was still struggling for a stable appearance position, there was already a man who scored the first goal of the Chinese player in the FA Cup... So he quickly called his friend Sun Jihai, who was also playing football in the Premier League, and asked him if he knew a Chinese player named "Chu Zhongtian". Sun Jihai was also confused, and then Li Tie asked him to read the news reports about today's FA Cup. After reading it, the other end of the phone fell silent.

After a while, Sun Jihai's somewhat incredible voice came across the other end of the phone: "The news says that he is still an international student, just an amateur player... How is this possible? Amateur player... can amateur players perform like that? I watched his game highlights, and his performance in the game is not like an ordinary amateur player at all. I don't believe it if he has not undergone professional training, and I don't believe it if I beat him to death!"

"Maybe I have played football in China before? Didn't many of our group of trainees quit halfway? I only knew several of them who were admitted to college later..." Li Tie said.

Speaking of this, the two of them suddenly sighed together.

The historic goals of Chinese players in the FA Cup belong to others... and they are actually an amateur player!

...Li Tie was substituted when the game was 76 minutes low. At that time, Everton was already behind the C team Shrewsbury 1:2. What Moyes needed was attack, not Li Tie, who could only steal and run.

When Chu Zhongtian saw Li Tie sitting on the bench, he looked a little confused. No matter whether he was watching people or being watched, he would not have thought that this was actually Li Tie's last FA Cup match.

After Li Tie came to an end, Everton's offense still did not improve, and Chu Zhongtian's attention was no longer on TV. He began to wonder what kind of response would his interview cause in China after he was published in China?

He still remembers the reactions of Chinese fans after Yang Chen scored in the Bundesliga. Will it be like that? It became popular all over the country overnight?

I really don’t know if that would be a good thing or a bad thing... Also, what will my mother think after seeing it? She doesn’t have a phone call here, so she won’t call directly to ask for guilt. So should I call home during this period?

If you don’t fight, your father will definitely worry. If you fight, your mother will definitely not miss this opportunity to teach you a lesson... It’s a dilemma.

Chu Zhongtian had not yet enjoyed the benefits of being famous, but he had already begun to frown at the disadvantages of being famous.
Chapter completed!