In the game against Walton Cadras, Wimbledon won 5:2. Chu Zhongtian directly assisted one ball and participated in the other three balls. He performed well in the game and was selected as the best in the game after the game, but unfortunately there was no champagne.

Perhaps the opponent is not strong enough, but this game was a good start, strengthening the confidence of Chu Zhongtian and Eames, who were sure that they were on the right path.

The next job is to continue to strengthen this tactical model in daily training and competitions, so that the whole team can become more familiar with Chu Zhongtian's football ideas.

In the locker room, teammates congratulated Chu Zhongtian on his outstanding performance in this game and he had been making trouble for a long time before he gradually left.

When Chu Zhongtian walked out of the stadium, he found that there were a few strangers standing in front of him. He was already familiar with this scene - those people must be the coaches of other teams, and the first sentence after coming up was always: "Hello, I am the coach of a certain team, my name is XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

He has met a lot of people these days.

In the past, he could get rid of these people by jumping on the bus, but later they would follow him on the bus and chatter constantly in his ears, like a salesperson for selling electrical appliances.

Today I performed well in the game, so those who came to poach are naturally even more crazy.

Chu Zhongtian thought about it and turned back to the locker room.

There was still someone in the locker room that hadn't left.

It's Captain Kevin Cooper.

"Hey, have you forgotten what you have brought? Chu." He just put his backpack on his backpack and was about to lock the door and leave when he saw Chu Zhongtian running back.

"I'll change my clothes, Coopers. It'll be fine soon." Chu Zhongtian flashed into the locker room.

Cooper nodded: "Then I'll wait for you." He saw Chu Zhongtian take out the sweatshirt he was wearing when he came to the court, then take off his clothes he is now on, and put on his sweatshirt.

"Isn't this outfit wet with sweat? Are you still wearing it? Are you not afraid of a cold?" Cooper felt strange. The wet outfit was very uncomfortable to wear. She was still wearing wet clothes on such a cold day. What was Chu going to do?

"Anyway, my clothes will be wet in a while, so it's better to wear this wet dress." Chu Zhongtian explained while changing into the clothes. The cold wet clothes pressed against his body's skin, causing him to have a cold war.

"Be careful not to catch a cold, Chu. You are the core of our team now. If you catch a cold, the whole team will cough." Seeing him having a cold war, Cooper reminded.

Chu Zhongtian gave him a thumbs up: "I'm fine, I'll be fine soon."

Then he folded the changed clothes and put them in his backpack, and carried them on his shoulders.

"It's done." He ran out, waited for Cooper to lock the locker room door, and walked out with him.

The two met the group of people outside.

Coopers is not unfamiliar with this scene, because these days there will always be some strange faces outside the stadium that they have never seen before. They are all aimed at Chu. Who made Chu perform so well in the FA Cup? It has attracted the attention of more senior teams.

He found that Chu Zhongtian did not follow him, so he looked back and saw Chu Zhongtian doing a warm-up move to squeeze his legs and expand his chest.

Then he turned his head and looked at the strangers who were blocking the road ahead.

"Hey, Chu. You shouldn't be thinking..."

Chu Zhongtian nodded: "They will follow me into the car until Wimbledon, and I have to endure their self-promotion along the way. I have enough, Coopers. I want to take a way that they can't keep up." Chu Zhongtian jumped after warming up.

"Your physical strength..." Coopers was still a little unbelievable.

"No problem, Coopers. Goodbye!" Chu Zhongtian waved to the captain, and then ran towards the entrance of the alley.

When he passed by the group of people, the crowd was driven by him and rushed out.

Kevin Cooper shook his head when he saw this scene behind him.

"It seems that Chu's physical training plan is about to be adjusted again..."

※※※"Chu! Hey, it's me. Do you still remember me? We just talked about it yesterday..."

Seeing Chu Zhongtian running, the group of people also ran to follow, and they didn't want to get rid of it.

While running, they greeted Chu Zhongtian.

"Hello, Chu. I am the head coach of Sutton United, my name is..."

"We Horsham are the team in the Ismian Premier League, what do you think?"

"Hey, Chu! I'm different from them. I'm not a coach or a scout! Actually, I'm just an agent... I think you need an agent like me to help you manage your finances. Also, don't you think it's annoying to deal with them? I can help you!" A black man ran in the front, right next to Chu Zhongtian, while running, and introducing himself to Chu Zhongtian with his teeth and claws. "My name is Alex Ben. This is my business card..."

The man took out a business card and handed it to Chu Zhongtian. Chu Zhongtian ran forward, looked down at the business card, and then turned to him and said, "I'm so sorry, sir. I don't plan to become a professional player, so I don't need an agent."

After saying that, he accelerated over the platform of No. 131 public bus and continued to run eastward.

Some people stopped in confusion. They looked up at the stop sign. It was No. 131, right... Then what did Chu run? Didn't he wait here for the car to return to Wimbledon?

When they found that Chu Zhongtian had no intention of stopping, they followed again.

The black man was still running in front of the group, chattering in his mouth and spitting out stars.

"Don't plan to become a professional player? Oh - stop being funny, man. It's a waste of your outstanding level not to become a professional player! Do you know, you are such a fucking genius! A true genius! If a person like you doesn't become a professional player, it's a loss to the whole world football world! That bastard Blatt will regret your decision! I tell you, I am the most honest and never lie. You promise that you can't make mistakes by asking me to be your agent! Those who follow our butt ignore it, what's the place to go to a group of amateur teams? The goal I set for you is to go to the professional league!"

The group of people behind him glared at him, of course, some of them couldn't get angry because they were no longer in strength. The fattest people in the team ran, breathing heavily and walking heavily, and gradually fell off the team.

They supported their knees and looked up at Chu Zhongtian who was running farther and farther away. They were so tired that they couldn't say anything.

I really didn't expect that in order to get rid of them, Chu Zhongtian would choose to run back!

There were fewer and fewer people following Chu Zhongtian. Some people could not follow him for more than 100 meters, while others ran for hundreds of meters before stopping, exhausted and panting.

In the end, only the black man was following him, but he was already out of breath when he spoke.

"I said...why are you... going to college for? Man? It's just...just, to make money! But, when you come to play professional football... you can earn much more than you imagined...! Believe me, man! I can... let you make countless money... pay, appearance fees... bonus... and market development, portrait rights... advertising endorsements... release records, make movies... believe me, I can help you with it!"

When Chu Zhongtian heard this man bragging, he didn't say anything. He just kept his own speed and continued to run forward without any intention of stopping.

Later, the black man couldn't hold on anymore. His steps became more and more messy. He staggered and followed a few steps, and then he couldn't run. He stopped and stood there, gasping for breath.

But he did not forget to persuade Chu Zhongtian: "Hey... man! Look, look at your physical fitness! Playing in the professional league, the league is definitely enough! If I were fucking Ferguson, I would definitely sign you! If I were fucking Abramovich, that Russian, I would definitely pay a lot of money to dig you... to Chelsea, West!"

Chu Zhongtian did not look back.

"Hey...hey! Wait, wait for me!" The black guy waved, Chu Zhongtian didn't stop, and he ran away slowly.

The black brother sat down in frustration.

"Mom...Mom! Next time, next time I'll ride, ride a bike!!"

※※※After watching the game, Yang Yang, who had been back from King's Ranch, had already arrived at the apartment. He had been reading books and waiting for Chu Zhongtian to come back to cook dinner. But after waiting for a long time, he didn't see anyone. He thought maybe he was delayed by something again. Da Chu said that he had come to find his coach these days and there were a lot of scouts.

Just as he got up and planned to go outside to have dinner by himself, the door was knocked open with a "bang". He looked in surprise as Chu Zhongtian, who was soaked from head to toe, walked in panting.

"It's raining outside?" He glanced at the window.

"No...no!" Chu Zhongtian was also very tired. After all, his physical energy consumption was too high this afternoon. First, he ran six kilometers to Kings Ranch, and then played ninety minutes of game. There was no statistics in this game, but he actually ran at least ten kilometers. After all, he had to keep interspersing in the front and back courts, organize offense and participate in defense, and he was indispensable in any case. After running like this, he has now run for more than six kilometers and returned to his apartment. After half a day, he ran at least twenty-two kilometers... No matter how good his physical fitness is, he will feel tired.

"Then what are you doing?"

"I...I..." Chu Zhongtian went to his room to drink a sip of water, his mouth was almost dry and unconscious. After drinking a big sip of water, his anger finally came to his senses.

Yang Yang was also surprised. He saw Chu Zhongtian so tired once.

"I'm running back!" said Chu Zhongtian, who had recovered.

"Wow, you're going to run a marathon!" Yang Yang was startled.

"I met a few difficult guys and had to use this method..." Chu Zhongtian turned around the room, and was too tired to sit down and rest immediately, as it would be bad for the heart, lungs and muscles.

Yang Yang guessed: "Is it someone who came to take you to their team to play football again?"

Chu Zhongtian nodded, and his breathing was still very heavy.

"Haha!" Yang Yang looked at his embarrassed look and laughed: "This is the price of becoming famous, Da Chu, hahahaha!"

Chu Zhongtian rolled his eyes, not knowing whether he was tired or expressed his dissatisfaction with Lao Yang.

"I have obviously rejected them, but I can still see repeated faces..."

"That's because they think you reject them because they think that their offer is not high enough. They regard your rejection as a means to seek better treatment." Yang Yang said with a smile.

"Is there any way?" Chu Zhongtian asked his roommate.

"No. Unless you promise one of them." Yang Yang shrugged, "But I also support you to reject them. This group of people is too low. If you want to go to Dachu, go to the professional team! Don't waste time in the amateur league. You are now twenty years old. Be famous as early as possible, and play football as soon as possible. It's not too early to play professional league at your age."

Chu Zhongtian shook his head, and he thought of the differences between himself and his mother. He would just play with his amateur, and would make his mother angry like that. If he called his mother one day and told him that he was going to play in the professional league, he wouldn't know what would happen at home... I'm afraid his father couldn't suppress his mother's anger?

At that time, I might have to feel his old mother's anger directly... Looking at him in a dilemma, Yang Yang sighed: "Actually, you are like this now, and you are no different from playing professional football..."

※※The team played two more league games after that, namely Wednesday, January 14th and Saturday, January 17th.

Wimbledon Art School has already started, but except in the morning, Chu Zhongtian basically never went to class. Every afternoon, he would participate in training at Kings Ranch. If there was no training, there would be competitions.

Whenever he decides to skip class, he always thinks of his mother's angry face.

Maybe my mother is right, she really doesn’t have the time and energy to take care of both... There are more and more classes to escape, with all subjects. He even doubts whether he has enough credits to enter the junior year if he continues like this... Do you really have to give up football in the end?

When Chu Zhongtian thought of giving up football, he felt unwilling to accept it. But what if he was unwilling to accept it? Could he still give up his studies?

Then my mother will definitely eat him alive... Perhaps it was influenced by these off-court factors, or perhaps because Chu Zhongtian still spent too little time in the new position, and Chu Zhongtian's performance fluctuated in these two games. He performed poorly on Wednesday and did not find his form after the game. In the end, the team shook hands with his opponent 0:0. Saturday's game rebounded slightly, without direct assists, but a goal was instigated. The score of that game was 4:0. Even if Chu Zhongtian was not in the best time, the team relied on their strong strength to defeat his opponent.

It was just that Chu Zhongtian's performance made Ingrich very worried. Eames did not show his worries, and his heart was actually the same as his partner.

There is another league game after the 17th game, which is the FA Cup... How is Chu's condition at that time? Will it be better or worse?

※※※At noon, Chu Zhongtian was holding the football and was about to go to the basketball again. As soon as he walked out of the teaching building, he was stopped by Emily.

"Let's have a break at noon today and chat with me for a while. Is it okay, Chu?" Emily smiled at Chu Zhongtian.

The beauty sent an invitation, how could Chu Zhongtian refuse? What's more, he actually wanted to talk to Emily long ago.

The two of them stood on the top floor of the teaching building, found a corner to shelter from the wind, and sat shoulder to shoulder on the ground.
To be continued...