Chapter 3: Changes ()

My father and mother ate very deliciously, but Tiger was a little like chewing wax - it wasn't that he was not used to the smell of the living room and the taste of the food. He had been eating in this environment for many years, and he would never have any discomfort - what made him feel that he had no appetite was something that happened on the training ground today.

The game console he saved money to buy was generously given to others to play. As a result, the two guys Milton and Clapin cursed because they lost to him. At least Barrett helped him stand out. However, in the next match, he was chased by Milton and ran around like a pig, but he got a few strokes, which made Tiger angry - although he had the name of a tiger, he did not have the temper of a tiger, and he did not dare to protest against the other party's obvious revenge.

However, he was still frustrated in his heart - it was embarrassing! What made him even more frustrated was that his contract was only one year left, and what should he do after this year...

The despair over the past few years has made Tiger lose a lot of his aura. I remember when he made his mark in the Preston youth training camp, Blackburn's youth coaches had always been optimistic about him and wanted to dig him into the Premier League team Blackburn's echelon. However, because of England's young players' protection policy, he could only sign with Preston, who is closest to his home. He did not have much objection to this. He grew up in Preston. He watched Preston's game since he was a Preston fan. He was very happy and willing to sign with this team.

However, as he got older, his flaws became more and more exposed. His opponents in his youth did not have those lethal foul tactics and fierce physical confrontations. His skills and sense of ball made him extremely outstanding on the court. The higher the echelon, the smaller the advantage he could gain in his technical ability. Finally, after entering the under-19 youth team, he began to become less eye-catching and barely entered the first team. After getting his professional contract, his physical confrontation was poor and his physical fitness was more exposed. Finally, after several failed performances in the UK and CPC, he was sent to the reserve team and showed no sign of being able to stand out.

He is already twenty-one years old, and has long passed the age of teenager and physical development. This is one of the reasons why the club's first team decided to give up on him - no team will waste time on a player whose potential seems to have exhausted, not to mention that the player's physical fitness seems to be insufficient to gain a foothold in professional football time.

Old Li looked at his son who was cooking with some concern. Although he had not asked his son about the team for a long time, he also knew what his son was in the club now. He could not enter the first team and his contract was about to expire. Preston was just a team of English League Two. More than a year ago, when he was in English League One, his son performed poorly. In the future, he would probably only play football in those national league-level teams. Most of the players there worked part-time, earning more than ten pounds or even a few pounds in a game, and he also had to work...

Unfortunately, he couldn't help his son in this regard. He was just a fruit dealer. But no matter what, even if his son worked at a fruit stall in the future, his life would still be acceptable. If he wanted a wife, he would be like this - wasn't that how he came here himself?

No matter how down and out there, there is always a place at home where he can settle down - this is the only thing Lao Li can do for his son.

After absent-mindedly, Tiger forced a smile and nodded to his parents, then put down the bowl and returned to his small bedroom.

Tiger's home is not big, with two bedrooms and one living room, and there are not many appliances. Tiger's room has a TV, which he bought for himself after getting his first month's salary.

He quickly connected the PC game console on the fourteen-inch TV, but Tiger did not start playing games as usual, but instead lay directly on his bed.

Tiger has a gentle personality, but it doesn't mean he is not angry. In the reserve team, he had thought of beating those two guys, but the poor environment at home forced him to be afraid and could not use his fists to teach those two guys a lesson.

During the competition on the training ground, it seemed that in order to vent his anger that was ravaged by Tiger in the game, Milton made some big moves to him, and his ankles were still vaguely painful.

This bastard...

Tiger thought depressedly, if his ball could be played better, maybe these guys wouldn't dare to say anything more, right? It's all my fault, although his skills are good, his ability to confront is average. More importantly, he lacks the courage to confront on the court...

Why is that bastard Milton always so awesome in the reserve team? Isn’t it because he is the most favored player who can enter the first team? He used to be a player who was also a highly favored player, but his status in the coach’s mind has been deteriorating over the past year and has long lost his status. Milton likes to bully him, probably because he can find more pleasure in this former opponent who is already out of date?

Why are there always such bastards in the world?

After cursing twice in a cowardly, Tiger gave up his fantasy helplessly. He was not a genius at all. His mentality of starting to play football and becoming a great attacking midfielder like Hodel and Gascoin has long been smoothed out in the cruel reality. What he wants now is to find another place to play football, at least to play professional games, so that he can earn more income!

Go to a certain English-Central team? But Preston was in English-Central last two seasons and he played in the game, but his performance was still very poor... Could it be that he wanted to go to an amateur team?

Tiger, who had been hit by reality, shook his head in distress, and then his eyes fell on the PC game console again.

Only in the game console can he find the greatest confidence and defeat all opponents one by one. No one can pose any threat to him. In that world, he is the well-deserved world number one!

Just like the feeling of being addicted to drugs, Tiger can find the greatest confidence in the game console.

Get up from the bed, Tiger quickly turned on the power supply, and then waited for the familiar opening to appear.

The screen gradually lit up, and a hint of excitement slowly began to spread the helplessness I had just now.

More than a year ago, after being sent to the reserve team, Tiger began to fall in love with playing football games - all kinds of arcades, PC games... The feeling was good, and the feeling of winning the championship was better.
Chapter completed!