"That old bastard!"

Diagonally opposite the Kings Ranch, there is an ordinary two-story building, which is the headquarters of the newly established AFC Wimbledon Club. It looks very simple, but considering that this is a newly established club that was all founded by fans, the current conditions are also very normal.

The club's chairman Chris Stewart slapped a newspaper on the table. After he took his hand away, the financial director Eric Samuelson saw a photo of a man in the newspaper. He was easy to recognize, and it was Pete Winkelman, a chain musical instrument businessman who had been repeatedly cursed by them some time ago.

"It's not counting when moving, he's going to change his name!" Stewart pointed to the newspaper and said angrily. "Nothing left! Wimbledon has nothing left!"

Samuelson picked up the newspaper and looked at it. In an interview, Winkelman claimed that he planned to change his current team name from "Wimbledon" to "Milton Keynes-Tons", and said that the move was to attract more local Milton Keynes fans.

The club's financial director was not as angry as the Chairman, but instead laughed.

"Isn't this good, Chris."

"Ah?" Stewart didn't react. He suddenly heard Samuelson say this. He was a little surprised. His team's name has been changed. What else is there to do?

"They changed their names, and the guys who had the last glimmer of hope for him were awakened, and their fantasies were shattered. This would only make all of those people fall to us. Besides, since this guy was going to move the club out of Wimbledon, we would not regard that team as Wimbledon FC." Samuelson said, pointing to Winkelman in the newspaper.

"How did you tell those news outlets yesterday?" he asked as he looked at Stewart.

"We are the orthodox heirs of the Crazy Gang..." Stewart's eyes lit up. "Yes, if they want to change their names, just change their names! That damn rich team!"

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Chu Zhongtian walked through the gate of Kings Ranch with the new shoes he bought in the morning with Emily. He saw that his teammates were already waiting on the grass. The sweat on his face and neck shone in the sun. It was not because the weather was too hot, and the temperature was much lower than noon at 5 o'clock in the afternoon. The front of his T-shirt was also soaked with sweat. Looking at his arms and calves, they were all covered with a layer of sweat. As he walked, he kept throwing it off his body. There were spots of water stains on both sides of Chu Zhongtian's body.

I have so much sweat on my body because he came here directly from where he lives. On the one hand, it was to save money. Although he had an Oyster card, that thing was equivalent to a monthly bus ticket I card in China. It costs two pounds to buy a ticket directly to take a bus in London. One pound is one pound, and the student card is even cheaper. "oyster" means oyster. Chu Zhongtian and Chinese students all call this card "oyster card" or "oyster card". As for why they call this strange name, it is said that it is because the shell of the oyster is very hard, which means that the electronic card is very safe. In addition, there are pearls in the oyster, which implies the technology in the electronic card... it is really far-fetched... But no matter what the origin of the name, it is very convenient and very cheap to have this card. Although it is very cheap, it still costs money. For Chu Zhongtian, who is not very wealthy, saving one min is one min.

Four miles and more than six kilometers away, he ran easily, which was a warm-up before training. In addition, he also needed to prepare his physical fitness for future games, which is another reason why he chose to run without taking the bus. After three years of leaving football, he felt that his physical fitness could not support the entire game. Otherwise, when he was playing against the Chinese Students and the British Students that day, he would not have slid to the ground at the last moment and watched his opponent steal the football from his feet. He had never had such a situation when he was playing at the football school before.

As he said, he is a very serious person. He is like this when he is studying, working, and football. Since he has decided to start playing football again in this team, he must take it seriously. First, start by restoring his physical fitness and run more than six kilometers in each training session to warm up.

He couldn't call out the names of his teammates because they hadn't introduced themselves yet. However, he himself has become one of the most eye-catching people in the team because he is the only "foreign aid" in the team. Fortunately, this is Wimbledon is now an amateur team and is also participating in amateur competitions. There is no need to worry about the labor certificate, otherwise he would not be able to appear here.

But his teammates looked at him with a strange look. They probably saw him fighting with Russell during the trial.

What would they think in their hearts? Think he is a barbarian? Or do they think that the Chinese are all barbarians?

Chu Zhongtian didn't have the heart to guess what his British teammates thought. It doesn't matter whether they hate themselves or fear themselves. He just came here to play football.

In full view of everyone, Chu Zhongtian sat down on the grass, took off the jogging shoes on his feet, threw them aside, allowing his feet, which had run six kilometers to be completely relaxed and rested, and prepared for a while of training.

There are many players who come to participate in the training. At a glance, there are definitely no less than forty people. But he is no surprise. He has seen this scene yesterday. Fortunately, this is an amateur team. If it were a professional team, no first team of the club would dare to raise so many people...

Because amateur players are cheap.

After yesterday's ceremony, most of the players signed a very simple part-time contract with the team. Everyone here basically has jobs elsewhere, and those who don't have jobs are students, such as Chu Zhongtian, Russell, and Borger. After signing this contract, each of them can get a weekly salary of 55 pounds per week.

The salary is so pitiful. Fortunately, Chu Zhongtian didn't come for money. He worked in the Duns Bar, with an hourly salary of 5 pounds per hour. In addition, he also had a part-time job in "McChina", and he could earn five pounds per order. He gave three orders in the Mike China, fifteen pounds per week, and twenty hours of working in the Duns Bar, which was one hundred pounds. This is just the income during school hours. It's summer vacation now, and he doesn't need to be restricted by the twenty-hour working hours per week, so he can earn more.

The house he shared with Yang Yang would have to pay 65 pounds of rent a week. The weekly salary of 55 pounds almost offset the rent and would make his life easier. But don't think about making a lot of money playing football here. AFC Wimbledon is a club entirely formed by fans. It has a pitiful budget. Now they are still calling on fans to donate money for the stadium rental fee. How could they give these dozens of people high salaries on their salary?

Their contract states that 55 pounds a week, 5 pounds a goal, 2 pounds a bonus of assists. Compared with the contracts of professional players, this contract is extremely shabby, but no one complains. Because the players are fans of this team, they come here to be players because they love Wimbledon. For many fans, they can play for the team they like, even if they don’t have money. Therefore, some of the players do not even sign contracts. They believe that they don’t have much time and it is impossible to get every game, so they are unwilling to use money to increase the burden on the club.

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Alai Russell and Gavin Borger walked into the Kings Ranch Stadium together. The two of them were good friends. No matter where they could see Russell, they would definitely find Borger next to him. Chu Zhongtian glanced at Russell and found that the band sticker on the corner of his mouth was still there, so he looked at Russell and smiled proudly. He had no intention of hiding his expression in front of Russell. He stared at Russell, so that the other party could see the joking smile on his face.

Russell easily saw Chu Zhongtian because among a group of white and black people, the yellow man was so eye-catching. Especially the smile on his face... As he looked at Russell clenched his fists again, tightened it, and he let it go again. Obviously, reason told him that fighting was impossible.

If you can't fight, you can only get over your mouth. He walked over and said in a sarcastic tone: "Oh, isn't this a Chinese mad dog? It really surprised me to be able to see you here. I thought you had been eliminated. I really didn't expect that Coach Eames would also miss it..."

He deliberately said loudly, so that everyone here could hear it. Sure enough, after hearing his voice, everyone looked at Chu Zhongtian sitting and Russell standing in front of him.

Chu Zhongtian also fought back without hesitation: "I was surprised that you were not lying in the hospital. Is your chin still hurting?"

This question changed Russell's face, and Borge next to him also glared at Chu Zhongtian, as if he would rush up to beat him at any time. Chu Zhongtian was not afraid of these two people. He still looked at Russell with a smile on his lips with a band-aid sticker on his lips. As for Borge, he ignored it.

Faced with Chu Zhongtian's provocation, Russell finally resisted the urge to beat someone. He just pointed at Chu Zhongtian and said gritting his teeth: "You'd better be careful during training..."

Chu Zhongtian interrupted his unmistakable threat with a yawn.

"Damn it! What did Mr. Eames think? He actually found such a waste?" Borger spoke next to him. "I should have beaten you, kid!" He also pinched his fingers and made a sound.

"I'm not afraid of you. If I still want to fight, I'll be with you at any time." Chu Zhongtian hooked up at the bluffing Borge.

The two of them didn't really pounce on them, and they snorted and turned away. Of course they didn't dare to fight in the team, and they were not the kind of young people who were very good at fighting. All they could do now is to stay away from this annoying Chinese mad dog and be blind. In the future, they would take the opportunity to play and laugh at him.

Chu Zhongtian no longer paid attention to these two people. He lowered his head and started wearing sneakers very seriously.

Seeing that the fight did not start, nothing happened except for a few words of mouth, so they dispersed in disappointment.

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In fact, Russell and Borger are still very important to Chu Zhongtian's future career~~

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