Chapter 61 Invitation

genius?

This word repeatedly hovered in Sun Wu's mind, no one really called himself that...

Although Sun Wu can also feel the importance from the loud reprimands of the coaches, and perceive the rapid improvement of his status from the trust and dependence of the players, he was pulled out to compete with the best player in the World Youth Championship, the top scorer and the 2006 European gold medalist. Fabregas, winner of the Children's Award, is also known as a genius... This is a bit beyond Sun Wu's expectations.

Lineker is a famous British football star, and he is also very good as a football commentator after retiring. He and Lawrence hosted this program that has been hosted by him for more than ten years. On the way, the teammates greeted each other, hey, genius!

Even the staff of the club often come to ask for autographs for friends. Well, Sun Wu's No. 38 jersey is currently the second best-selling Blackburn player in the middle of the week, and the first is Santa Cruz, who is more handsome than him.

Sun Wu was mostly tails tucked for the next few days, just as Mark Hughes had just scolded him for stealing the ball against Arsenal...

The female fans outside the training ground were quite dissatisfied, many of them were loyal fans of Best, because this boy with black hair and black eyes would always satisfy everyone's request, even if he asked for a sweet kiss...

After staying again for extra practice, Sun Wu simply ate a meal in the club cafeteria after taking a shower, tsk tsk, pasta and fruit salad, really didn't feel full.

Sun Wu took a few bananas and ate them while walking to Papa's bar. Before entering, he heard the commotion inside. Papa Hawkins pulled Sun Wu in, spit at the door, and scolded him a few times. With a swear word, several seemingly ordinary passers-by laughed and left.

"Best, you are a star now, do you understand the star?" Hawkins was a little helpless, "You need to be more vigilant, the reporter from the "Sun" followed you, and you didn't notice anything!"

"The Sun?" Sun Wu twitched his lips.

"Best, you have to be careful, think about it, if it weren't for them, Eriksson wouldn't have lost his reputation..." The bartender at the side bar said with a smile.

Sun Wu knew what he was talking about. A reporter from The Sun pretended to be an Arab rich man and managed to trick Eriksen, who was the head coach of the England national team at the time. This unlucky Swede not only asked for the same annual salary as Mourinho , and also suggested the acquisition of Aston Villa, because the chairman of this club is 83 years old and may die at any time... For this reason, Aston Villa hates Eriksson to death.

Sun Wu also knew that ten years later, another England manager Allardyce fell into the same ditch, leading the damn "Sun", no wonder this newspaper is notorious.

"Let's see who's coming? Our number 38!"

"Gary Lineker's favorite passer!"

"Best, in the game the day after tomorrow, make another world wave and kill those Manchester United players!"

Wu Ming pursed her lips and smiled to see Sun Wu squeezed over from the crowd, and gently pushed the cup on the bar counter, "Try it."

"Blueberry juice?" Sun Wu shook his head, "I... well, I quite like it."

Wu Ming wrinkled her nose, "I haven't been here for several days."

"The unlucky time has been named." Sun Wu shrugged, "The head coach seems to be very dissatisfied with this, and he is giving lectures and penalty runs..."

"Why?" Wu Ming's eyes were wide open, and he complained, "Isn't this a good thing?"

Sun Wu raised his glass with a smile and took a sip of the juice without explaining. A genius suddenly appeared, and he was produced by his own youth training system. This is of course a good thing for Blackburn, but for Mark Hughes who has already contacted Manchester City Not necessarily.

Before Mark Hughes punished Sun Wu to run laps this afternoon, a person in charge of the club's football department came to ask Sun Wu about the contract renewal. Lineker's evaluation of Sun Wu is likely to make Mark Hughes send Sun Wu The plan to take Manchester City with 0 net worth fell through.

"By the way, return this book to you." Sun Wu took out the book from his bag and handed it over, "I asked my family to send a copy from China...the English version is very stiff in many places."

"I just returned it to the library, why do you, a professional player, want to read this kind of book?"

"Just for fun." Sun Wu leaned lazily on the bar counter, took out a ticket and handed it over, "The bar will definitely be closed the afternoon of the day after tomorrow..."

"Hey, what is this?" A guy next to him glanced at it and suddenly reached out to grab the ticket, "Best, sell it to me, I'll..."

"Best won't sell for how much money!" Father Hawkins came over and reprimanded: "Although one is on the court, the other is off the court, and there are countless people around...but this is also a date!"

"Oh, what a romantic date!" The drinker at the next table shouted, "Let me see, hey, this is the row behind the bench!"

"Maybe he will sit in the front and rear rows, but Best may not necessarily be a substitute, and may start the game."

"That's right, last time he played against Manchester United, Best scored a goal with a world wave. That foot was a bit like Paul Scholes."

Facing the fans' questions, Sun Wu spread his hands, "Mark's old rule is to announce the roster tomorrow, and announce the starting roster before the press conference."

"You are a genius as famous as that Spaniard!" Father Hawkins muttered dissatisfiedly, "Mark is not good at this, he is too timid!"

"That is, every time I meet Manchester United, it is a 451 formation..."

"But these two seasons have been good against Manchester United. We have Manchester United's nemesis Peterson, and now we have Best!"

The discussion among the fans grew louder, and Daddy Hawkins and the bartenders and bartenders all got involved.

"Starting at four o'clock in the afternoon the day after tomorrow, I can't pick you up. You follow Father Hawkins and Jack. They all have season tickets." Sun Wu whispered to Wu Ming: "Just bring a small bottle of drink. Some mints, or your throat will be hoarse..."

"I haven't agreed yet!" Wu Ming squinted at the corner, "You invited me, but you didn't pick me up?"

"Hey, I'm going to stay in the hotel tomorrow." Sun Wu explained: "Although it's a home game, the head coach is very strict and needs to concentrate one day in advance... Hey, my arms are sore!"

Biting her lower lip with her white teeth, Wu Ming hesitantly took the ticket and put it away in the book, "Will you play the day after tomorrow?"

"You care about me so much?" Sun Wu said with a smile: "If there is a goal, it is dedicated to you..."

"Don't!" Wu Ming was in a hurry, pinching Sun Wu's arm and said in a low voice, "I'll use it as a shield for you... You still want to make trouble so that others know about it, in case the country finds out..."

"It hurts, hurts... just kidding." Sun Wu took a deep breath and covered his arms, "You are too cruel!"

"It deserves it!"

Seeing Wu Ming lower his face to wash the wine glass, Sun Wu drank the fruit juice in a boring gulp, greeted a few acquaintances and prepared to go home.

Just as he walked out the door, Father Hawkins suddenly turned around and yelled loudly, "Best, I'll give you a present the day after tomorrow!"