"Recently, everyone has performed very well, so I won't praise you at all."

On the afternoon of May 6, after a half-day break, Liverpool players gathered again at the Melwood training base.

Their head coach is giving a relaxed speech:

"I really want to give you two days off, but you all know that this is impossible unless you want to get a medal for the championship in your sleep."

His joke was not very clever, but in order to show respect for the head coach, the players all smiled.

Rogers continued:

"Have anyone put their minds on the Europa League final two weeks later? You can raise your hand and let me take a look. No, it's very good, it seems..."

He suddenly couldn't continue talking.

Because he saw someone openly raising his hand!

"Hey, you are the captain of the team, don't be so disrespectful!"

Rogers slapped the tactical board in anger, but there was no way.

I heard the only player who raised his hand explain with a smile:

"I have won the league championship, the FA Cup, the Champions League, various Super Cups, and the Club World Cup, but I have never won the UEFA Cup. If I win this trophy, it means I have completed a real Grand Slam at the club level. I am really looking forward to that final. By the way, coach, what do you want to say?"

Rogers is most afraid of someone competing for championships and honors in front of him, because so far, he only has the most inconspicuous League Cup trophy in his hand - and he got it with Long Shute's thigh...

He suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and shook his head slightly:

"I just want to say that everyone should focus on the league three days later. I don't want to lead you back to the painful history again. I just want to create a brighter future with you!"

-

May 8th is coming soon.

"The training class starts at 10 o'clock, right? Why do you have to set out so early in advance?"

Emma Watson, who flew back to England from the United States in advance, was now sitting in the passenger seat and asked in a little surprised.

Although her husband is a top football superstar, she has never been a real football fan.

But born in England, where football culture is highly developed, she can imagine how enthusiastic Liverpool, a declining old-fashioned giant, has a desire for a league championship, can even be called crazy.

However, in Emma's impression, Long Shute, who has experienced too many peaks, has long been accustomed to this atmosphere. He has played for four teams and has never been excited to forget his training time because he is about to win a league championship.

Long Shute smiled and nodded:

"Of course, it's 10 o'clock, but I went out an hour early, not for training."

Emma touched her belly:

"I seem to have gained weight again recently..."

Long Shute's eyelids couldn't help but jump.

Please, we haven’t seen each other for three months, what are you touching your stomach?!

Emma curled her lips:

"Marriage is indeed the grave of love..."

Long Shute almost drove his customized version of Mercedes-Benz into the Mercedes-Roadside:

"What did you say?"

The little witch's eyes were filled with a hint of sadness:

"When we first met, as long as I complained about gaining weight, you would definitely comfort me. No matter how fat I am, you love me the same... But now, you don't even raise your eyebrows! What's wrong with you?"

Long Shute stopped the car with one kick, then lay on the steering wheel and took a breath:

"It's okay, I thought you wanted to make me the most sympathetic football king in football history..."

-

20 minutes later, Long Shute brought his wife to the gate of Melwood training base.

The old guard John Brown was taking a few young staff to arrange something at the gate. Seeing Longshu's big red sports car roaring and stopping, he hurriedly urged:

"Young guys, be quicker!"

Instead of driving the car directly into the base as usual, Long Shute stopped by the roadside and walked out alone.

“Captain Long!”

"It's him, it's him!"

"Oh my God! He smiled at me!"

"Captain Long! I love you!"

"I want to give birth to a little dragon for you!"

Today, outside the training base, at least five or six hundred fans gathered, which is almost four times that of usual.

After all, this is just a training base, and Liverpool does not have much permanent population. This kind of training ground that requires enough land will not be built in a densely populated downtown area. It would be great to have dozens of fans watching for general training classes.

"I think you probably need this thing?"

John Brown handed the micro microphone prepared in advance to Long Shute who was walking towards him.

Long Shute smiled, without rejecting the old guard's kindness.

He called Brown in advance and informed him to temporarily set up a small venue outside the training base.

Since it is already summer, it mainly includes tables, chairs, benches, and dozens of umbrellas.

“I was really a little surprised to see so many fans gathered here.”

Long Shute's voice echoed in the clearing through the microphone:

"We have 8 hours left before we win the trophy of the 19th top league championship in team history.

There are still 8 hours left before the 19 Premier League teams cry.

But I wanted to hold a small personal signature meeting 8 hours in advance, right in Melwood, right here.

The club has printed the commemorative jerseys for the 2016 league championship. I brought 20 pieces here, each of which has been signed. Wait for a while and will be given to twenty live fans by random throwing. Of course, if someone doesn’t like my signature, you can return it to me and then designate another player to sign you, haha…”

Long Shute laughed humorously.

As the captain of the Red Army, how could anyone dislike his autograph?

-

In the next half hour, the Red Army captain who came to the training base in advance really signed the fans for 30 minutes under the parasol!

Then I personally gave away 20 free commemorative jerseys, more than 100 fan jerseys, and 10 crazy dragon boots that cooperated with Adidas!

The market value of these gifts...it should be more than £10,000 no matter how you calculate it!

When Long Shute gave his last pair of combat boots to a boy under 10 years old, he happened to see the head coach's car coming slowly.

The car window rolled down, and Rogers looked at it with a serious expression:

"Do you think you are a singer selling CDs? We haven't officially won the league championship yet, so you just relax. Even if you are the captain and absolute core of the team, as the head coach, I must criticize you..."

He was about to muster up the courage to swear Long Shute to the point of "returning to the road" and respect his authority again, but a little girl who had just grabbed the jersey lay on his car window:

"Brendan, Brendan, can you sign me?"

"Of course, baby."

Looking at the cute little girl, Rogers didn't care about dealing with his captain for the time being. He touched the little girl's head with a smile, and then signed his name.

The little girl looked at him happily and asked:

"Brendan, Brendan, we will win the championship this afternoon?"

Rogers gave her a thumbs up without hesitation:

"Of course! 100%! I promise! Will you cheer us up in front of the TV?"

"Wow!"

The little girl stood on tiptoe and kissed the round-faced uncle hard on the face, then covered her jersey and ran back to her father:

"Dad, we are the champions!"

Rogers was still intoxicated by the sweet and passionate kiss of the six-year-old luoli, but found that Long Shute's eyes were filled with smiles.

The Red Army Captain pressed the roof of the car with one hand and asked with a smile:

"Brendan, Brendan, by the way, you just said...what are you going to criticize me?"

Rogers swallowed and answered him with difficulty:

"It's nothing, by the way, I want to criticize you. Why don't you call me if you hold an event that will be so popular with the championship signature meeting?!

Don’t you think I’m the most suitable head coach for you?!

Under you and me, Liverpool will definitely reign over England!

Oh no, it's the whole football world!

Let the whole world tremble under our feet!
Chapter completed!