Fox in the Penalty Area

Chapter 72: The new season is about to start

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Ismail Camara, wearing sunglasses and carrying a huge travel bag on one shoulder, walked out of the terminal of Bradford International Airport and looked at the traffic and crowds outside the terminal.

Then fell into a state of daze.

This is……

A roar rang above his head, interrupting his thoughts and pulling him out of his absence. Camara, who was awakened, looked up and saw a huge plane rising from behind the blue glass dome of the terminal building and soaring into the sky.

He turned his head again and continued to look at the traffic and crowd in front of him.

In the distance, the blue sky is full of white clouds.

This is where he is about to live for four years.

Leeds, England.

"Hey, buddy, why aren't you leaving?" A bald black man in a wrinkled Brazilian costume dragged two super large suitcases behind him, walked up and patted Camara on the shoulder.

Camara turned to see him, and raised his head slightly and said, "Where's the car? Archie, where is the special car to pick you up?"

The black man called "Archie" grinned and showed his big white teeth: "Car? Of course, it's almost here, it's almost..."

Just as he was talking, a taxi stopped in front of two people. One person in the driver's seat poked his head out. He used the photo on the phone to match the two people standing on the side of the road, and then asked: "May I ask, it’s Archie." ·Mr. Fataki?"

The bald black man nodded quickly in English: "Yes, I am Archie Fataki."

"I'm the taxi you called." The driver got out of the car and opened the door for two people. At the same time, he opened the trunk and stuffed their luggage into the trunk. In this way, the huge travel bag on Kamala could not fit in, so Kamala could only hold it by himself.

"Damn it, it turned out to be a taxi?" Camara complained in French.

"Or else, buddy? Do you really think Leeds will use a Mercedes to pick you up to the club? Wake up, you are not the French international, Ismail." Fataki and Camara sat behind. Row seat.

"I will definitely become a French international in the future!" Camara snorted and said confidently.

"Yes, yes, you must, and I will definitely become the most successful football agent in the world!" Fataki joked, and then punched Kamara in the shoulder. "Congratulations, buddy. You are now a Premier League player earning half a million pounds a year! Haha!"

Hearing this, Kamala also laughed, and then punched Fataki back.

The two young men just squatted in the back seat of the taxi for a while.

They didn't stop until Fataki received a call.

"Yes, we are already in the car... Okay, let's come directly to the club..."

His childhood partner and current agent, Archie Fataki, who was six years older than him, followed Camara on the phone, and Camara cast his eyes out of the car window.

The green trees and farmland on the outskirts of the city were quickly thrown behind the car, and the city rushed over.

He saw the rows of two or three-story small buildings.

I saw the gray brick wall and red tiles, as well as the Leeds City landmark on the wall and some other graffiti.

When the car drove into the city center, he saw modern high-rise buildings and lively shopping malls, and saw pedestrians on the side of the road riding bicycles and hurrying.

He also saw people in Leeds City jerseys playing on the football field like a street park. A child scored the goal. He ran to the side of the court excitedly, then jumped up, turning 180 degrees in the air, and violently waved his hands crossed on his chest. Finally, his legs spread apart and he stood. On the turf.

It seemed to faintly accompanied this shout, but he didn't hear exactly what he called.

Camara's eyes in the car followed the boy and turned, and as the car drove forward, his head twisted backwards, until the last face was almost stuck to the glass window, until he could no longer see it. The little court on the street turned back.

Continue to hold the travel bag and look at this strange city curiously.

Until a behemoth is reflected on the car window glass.

That was the Flanders Stadium, the home stadium of Leeds.

"We're here." Archie Fataki patted Kamara, who was looking up in a daze, and then opened the car door.

The taxi driver got off the car and helped them take the suitcases out of the trunk.

Camara was holding his travel bag, standing next to the taxi, ignoring the movement behind him, just staring at the outer wall of the huge Flanders stadium in a daze.

The Flanders Stadium, which can accommodate 30,000 people, is not considered a big stadium among the entire 20 Premier League teams.

But for Kamara, who has only played in the French and C team, this is already a very magnificent stadium.

The number of people that can be accommodated is ten times that of Flemish's home stadium.

After paying the fare and sending the taxi away, Fataki turned and saw his friend, hit him from behind with his shoulder, and while shaking Camara, said to him: "Let’s take a good look, buddy. Son, this will be the stage where you will perform from now on!"

Camara came back to his senses, turned to look at his agent and friend Fataki, raised his head and said, "And I will be the protagonist here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another taxi came in the distance and stopped right behind him.

Then a person got out of the back seat of the taxi, then walked around to the driver's seat and asked, "Uncle, you really don't charge money?"

"No this time, next time, next time I will definitely charge you money!" With a hearty voice, the taxi driver poked his head out of it, and then handed a piece of paper to the person, "My business card , If you want to use a car, you can call me..."

The other party's business card: "That's a coincidence. I need to take a taxi to train during this time."

"Then you call me fifteen minutes in advance, I promise to be there on call!"

"Thank you, uncle."

"What are you polite? I should thank you, Hu! You helped us Leeds so much last season!"

Hu Lai shook his head: "I am also a Leeds City player. Those are what I should do, uncle."

"Haha, anyway, I thank you personally on behalf of me, so if you need a car...call me!" The driver uncle pointed to the business card in Hu Lai's hand, and then made another call gesture.

"Okay, no problem, uncle."

He waved goodbye to the taxi driver and watched the car go around the gate of the training base before turning around to get in.

Then he saw two unfamiliar faces standing on one side and staring at him, then he looked at the suitcases beside them, looking like dusty faces...

It looks like two Leeds City fans who just got off the plane and couldn't wait to make a pilgrimage.

Then I was frightened by myself, just standing here so stupidly.

It's so cute...

So Hu Lai smiled at them and asked in English: "Hello, do you want to sign?"

The two people opposite did not react to what he said, but continued to stare at him blankly.

Hu Lai thought that these two fans are quite shy, really cute...

So he took out a notebook and a pen from the shoulder sports bag he was carrying, spread the notebook skillfully, and signed his name on the two pieces of paper with the pen.

Then tore the two papers with their names from the notebook, and handed them to the two people opposite, still smiling kindly: "Take it, don't thank you."

After putting his signature on the other party, he put the pen and notebook back into his backpack, carried them back on his body again, and walked towards the gate of the training base.

Kamala and Fataki looked down at the paper in their hands. There were two square characters written on a blank sheet of paper that they couldn't understand.

Below the square is a capital H, followed by a wavy line.

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"Hi, Hu! How was your vacation?" When Charlie Potter greeted Hu Lai at the training base, they were outside the medical examination room, waiting in line for the medical examination.

"It's okay, flying around the earth is very fulfilling. What about you, Charlie, where did you go on vacation?"

"I went to Mallorca... did you travel around the world?" Potter was surprised. "You really know how to play, Hu!"

"Where is it to play, to suffer..." Hu Lai sighed, shaking his head.

"Suffering from traveling around the world?"

"It's not a trip around the world. I first went back to China, then from China to Australia to participate in the World Cup qualifiers, then went to the United States to sign with Nike, and finally flew back to Leeds from the United States. What do you think I played?" Hu Lai has two hands. Stall.

The teammates lined up next to them all looked at him.

Charlie Porter's eyes widened: "You...you signed with Nike?!"

Hu Lai's eyes widened, "Don't you know, Charlie?"

"Neither do we know." The other teammates who were lining up for the medical examination also gathered around.

Just some time ago, the Leeds City Club announced that they had changed the shirt sponsor brand from Umbro to Nike. Although the club has not announced the specific amount of sponsorship, some media speculate that this five-year sponsorship contract will bring a total of 50 million pounds in income to Leeds.

For Leeds, who was still fighting for relegation last season, the sponsorship amount is already very high.

Obviously, Nike values ​​the Chinese market behind Leeds City.

Regardless of the team's change of sponsors, in the team, there is no player in the team that can obtain the sole sponsorship of the sports brand and sign to become the spokesperson.

Even Sean Barnett failed to do it.

Hu Lai is the first Leeds City player to have a personal brand endorsement contract.

Everyone is envious, but not jealous.

Because on the one hand, Hu Lai’s personal abilities are there. After last season, everyone knows it very clearly. In half a season, he became the top scorer in the team. If this performance can still make the teammates who get along day and night unconvinced. Then these people must have been collectively demoted by mysterious powers.

On the other hand, Hu Lai is backed by the huge Chinese market, and it is only natural that it is favored by international brands such as Nike.

Therefore, people's ability to enjoy such special treatment is determined by their own strength and good background. There is nothing to be jealous of, and there is no way to be jealous. Your personal strength can be improved, but you cannot choose your origin...

"Hey, Hu. Is it convenient to reveal how much Nike gives you a year?" Charlie Porter asked in a low voice.

Before Hu Lai could answer, Captain Lorenzo pulled him away: "Don't inquire about this kind of privacy issue."

Hu Lai also laughed and said nothing.

"Okay...but you must invite us to dinner!" Charlie Potter's eyes rolled and he found another reason to eat. "And it must be red pepper..."

"I seemed to hear someone say'Red Pepper'?" The door of the medical examination room was opened, and a teammate who had undergone the medical examination came out from the inside. At the same time, the voice of the club's nutritionist Ms. Mia Schmidt came out.

Charlie Potter, who was pestering Hulai, changed his face when he heard these words.

Then Ms. Schmidt walked out from inside, stood in front of all the players with hands on hips, and said to them very seriously: "I know you went to a Chinese restaurant collectively at the end of last season. I understand that you succeeded in relegation. The joy afterwards, but the physical requirements cannot be relaxed, so I have suggested your head coach, Mr. Clark, to increase the amount for you during the physical training period of the new season."

The players wailed.

In the face of a group of players who are like bereaved candidates, Ms. Schmidt snorted coldly: "You guys remember, there is no free banquet in the world, and every free gift you get has been priced long ago! You are for satisfaction. The desire to speak, how much you eat, you have to pay in training!"

Ms. Schmidt returned to the medical examination room and the medical examination continued.

After Charlie Potter went in, he took off his jacket. He had already done skinfold thickness measurement in front of him. Hu Lai, who was wearing his clothes, saw a new tattoo on Potter's waist at a glance. He was taken aback: "You are new Tattooed?"

After Potter noticed his gaze, he was quite proud, and while taking the skinfold thickness measurement, he showed off to Hu Lai: "Of course! How is it, is it cool?"

"Where did you see these... characters?" Hu Lai looked straight at the new tattoo.

"It's Matt. Matt showed me the photos he took when he went to China to find you. I think the text on it is really cool. I was fascinated by the mysterious oriental culture at once, and then I got the tattoo. The teacher gave me a tattoo on my body. How about, Hu? I feel that I have been blessed by the Eastern Secret Art, and maybe I can perform as well as you in the new season!" Potter was full of expectations.

Hu Lai's gaze moved down from Charlie Potter's triumphant face, and once again fell on the new tattoo on his waist.

Looking at the eight Chinese characters "inner organic hemp and air conditioning open", the expression of approval was revealed: "It's really good. It's a pity that you have tattoos in this place, not many people can see...Unless you undress and celebrate after scoring, but like that Will be a yellow card..."

"That's okay, Hu, what's a yellow card for being cool and handsome?" Charlie Porter made a muscular gesture.

Team medical team leader Tom Middel patted his back: "The thickness of the skinfold is 8.1, Charlie, your body fat rate is a little high..."

Seeing Midel recorded this number on the computer, UU Read www.uukanshu.com Potter was very concerned: "No, please, quickly change it to 7.2..."

Then he pointed to Hu Lai and said, "Then how much is he?"

"7.3." Middle said.

Potter glanced at the numbers that Hu Lai had measured before, and said happily as if he had discovered a new world: "Aha! Hu is fat too!"

Midel glanced at him and said lightly: "Hu's goal is to gain weight, and you are to lose fat."

Hu Lai shrugged and spread his hands to Potter.

The latter had a sore face.

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