"Go back to where you should go! Go to the top league!!"

Amid such cheers, Stert ended his speech and the ceremony ended here. The following activities were very casual. Fans rushed down from the stands, walked onto the stadium to chat with their players, patted their shoulders, and hugged their necks, just like neighbors... In fact, some players and fans were really neighbors, and those fans even watched a player grow up from childhood. Because before becoming a member of the AFC Wimbledon team, they were just ordinary fans.

Chu Zhongtian saw such a scene for the first time. As a player, he didn't expect that he could be so close to the fans. This would be almost unimaginable among those wealthy clubs - which club would allow fans to go to the stadium to pull players to talk about some things? Which big-name star has such leisure and leisure to accompany a group of ordinary fans to talk about things like "Go to my place to have dinner later".

"Our sewer pipe is blocked. Larry, please help me open it tomorrow?" "Okay, Aunt Joanna."

"Although you are a player now, you still have to pay the fine for illegal parking yesterday." "Well, Mr. Police, I actually just bought a coke, and the parking time is no more than five minutes... And, on this happy day, let's not talk about those disappointing things..."

"Berg, your brother broke the fence of Old Jack yesterday. You'd better go around. He was about to trouble you..." "Wow, no? What's the matter with me? He should be trouble for my brother! Also, he didn't come here today, right?"

"Of course I will cheer for you in the game, my dear son. But you still have to go home on time." "But I am not young anymore, mom, I am eighteen years old!"

"Alai, I have to ask for your signature more. If you become famous in the future, I can use it to make money!" "Let's talk about it when I become famous, man."

...

The court is crowded with people, just like a large garden party. Except for the lack of rides and snack stalls, the atmosphere is exactly the same.

Chu Zhongtian stood there, looking around, and enjoying everything that happened in front of him. He felt fresh and interesting.

He didn't look back until someone patted him on his shoulder.

"I'm so sorry. I was pulled by the reporter and asked a few questions, which took a while. I was going to find you. Why did they find me in a random interview? You look good today, Chu." Emily stood in front of Chu Zhongtian and said to him with a smile.

"Thank you, Emily." Before meeting Emily, his friends were limited to Yang Yang who lived in the same room with him. No matter the owner, the drinkers of the Duns Bar or the guys of Mike China, they could not be considered friends, but at most they met. However, people from the Duns Bar also came today. Chu Zhongtian once again felt that after he joined this team, those people were closer to him. Now they might put their necks on their necks and make some jokes with them. In the past, they would only use treating him to a drink to express their affection and gratitude to him.

Emily looked down at Chu Zhongtian's feet. He didn't wear sneakers today. "Don't borrow sneakers to wear them in the future, buy new shoes."

"Don't the team care?" Since joining the team, Chu Zhongtian still thought that the team would provide sneakers, so that he could save some money. In professional teams, the players' sneakers and other equipment are provided by the club. Those more well-known big stars and special sports brands sponsor the latest styles of sneakers. Those are specially designed for their feet, and the uppers are also embroidered with star names. However, Chu Zhongtian will definitely not enjoy such treatment...

"We are a small club, and the fiscal budget is very tight. You have to do all the equipment that players can provide themselves. So you have to prepare the sneakers yourself." Emily smiled and shook her head. She is telling the truth. The team's fiscal budget is indeed quite tight. Although they have si as sponsors, si is only famous in the football manager game circle and is not a wealthy big company in the gaming industry. AFC Wimbledon's total budget throughout the season may not be as much as a Premier League team that pays players a week.

When Chu Zhongtian heard Emily say this, he could only express his understanding.

"Are you short of money, Chu?" Emily asked a question she was a little interested in, but she had never found a chance to ask. Now when it comes to buying sneakers, she asked by the way. "I think you have two jobs, plus this one now, it's considered three jobs, right?"

Chu Zhongtian did not deny this, and nodded: "I have to earn my living expenses myself and reduce the burden on my family. I have sent me to study abroad, and my family has spent all their savings. But I still have the money to buy a pair of sneakers." He guessed what Emily would say next.

Sure enough, Emily opened her mouth and said nothing in the end. She could see that the boy had self-esteem and was not very willing to accept help and alms from others financially.

Suddenly, there was nothing to say between the two of them. The people next to them were still chatting enthusiastically, chatting about family matters, and talking about the future. Chu Zhongtian faced the beautiful Emily, but didn't know how to continue the topic.

Emily didn't know what to say, there was not so much family talk between her and Chu.

"Uh, Chu."

"ah?"

Chu Zhongtian seemed a little surprised, as if he had just been woken up from a dream.

"Congratulations on becoming an official member of AFC Wimbledon. I will continue to cheer you up!" Emily stretched out her hand to Chu Zhongtian. "Thank you, Chu."

Chu Zhongtian held Emily's hand, feeling exactly the same as the previous three times, the warm and soft hand was pinched in the palm of his hand.

"Maybe, I should say thank you..." Chu Zhongtian shook his head and said. "You gave me a chance, Emily. Actually, I have been hesitating before whether to play football. I have been hesitating for a long time. If you hadn't come to me again and again, maybe I would have given up..."

He shrugged and smiled at Emily, "Thank you, Emily. No matter what, you brought me back to football."

On the noisy court, among the crowded crowd, Chu Zhongtian and Emily held hands, smiling at each other.

"I think we'd better not go up and disturb them..." Old Bente said to his companions. They were standing not far from Chu Zhongtian, looking at Chu Zhongtian and Emily in the crowd.

"Thank Chu, Emily will come to our bar again in the future." Boss John said happily.

The afternoon sun shone obliquely on everyone's smiling faces, and on a sign outside King's Ranch, which read: afc Wimbledon.

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At Sheikhrst Park, more than a dozen miles from the stadium, the Wimbledon FC brand is hidden in the huge shadow of the stadium, and also in the shadow is the club's new owner, Pete Winkelman. He is interviewing a reporter.

"AFC Wimbledon? I don't know, what does an amateur team have to do with me?"

He had a look of disdain on his face. The question about AFC Wimbledon was just an appetizer, and the next reason he faced the reporter here.

"Yes, I think since I decided to move to Milton Keynes, there is no need to retain this name..." He turned his finger and pointed to the sign hanging on the exterior wall of the Sheikhist Park Stadium, which looked particularly dim on the backlight of the stadium.

The reporters looked up one after another and found that it was the brand of Wimbledon Football Club.

Some of the reporters' faces changed. In fact, few of them were happy with Winkleman's decision to force the club to move out of here, because the chain of instrument merchants violated the tradition of English football for more than a hundred years, and now he is ruthlessly destroying the honor and history of a community football.

One of them suddenly asked loudly: "Mr. Winkelman, have you considered the opinions of those fans when you do this?"

"Of course we respect the fans, so our new name will be 'Milton Keynes-Tons'. 'Tons' is our proof of respect for the fans of Bourden." Winkelman said indifferently. His expression was like a rich man who gave a beggar. He threw half a piece of cake called "Tons" to Wimbledon fans and told them that this was special care.

"It is said that Wimbledon fans are not going to watch the game on site," the reporter continued.

"We have Milton Keynes fans." Winkelman waved. Milton Keynes has a larger population than Wimbledon. What's more important is that they are not like Wimbledon. There will be Wimbledon Tennis Open to grab fans' resources, where he can attract more people to the court to watch the ball, thereby obtaining more ticket revenue and selling more commemorative goods.

"So when is the specific date of departure?" asked another reporter.

"If it goes well... next September, we will strive to complete this after the end of next season." Winkelman shook his head and said.

"Then we wish you good luck, Mr. Winkelman."

Several reporters left first, and it can be seen that they were all local media in Wimbledon and were very disgusted with Winkelman's arrogant performance.

"That idiot is finished." The departing reporters said.

"There is a whole year from now to next September. I'm very much looking forward to the statistics of their team's season ticket sales in the new season."

Winkelman didn't care about the reporter who left early. He received support from the FA. Are he still afraid of a few local media? He was telling the remaining reporters about his team's beautiful prospects after he went to Milton Keynes.

"…The name is changed to attract more local fans. I am sure this can help this ancient club rejuvenate. We will have a truly completely own stadium that can accommodate at least 30,000 people and attract more sponsors..."

Winkelman opened his arms, but he still seemed very small in the huge shadow of Sheikhist Park.

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