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While AFC Wimbledon was still preparing for their first league game, another local team here called "Wimbledon" had already begun their journey to the League One (later the Championship).

Wimbledon fans resisted in their own way. They not only formed a team of the same name, but also refused to watch the game on the rich team again.

In the league opening game on August 10, Pete Winkelman sat on the rostrum and looked at the empty home stadium stands with a gloomy face.

The Sheikhist Park Stadium, which can accommodate 26,400 people, only more than 1,000 people, and they are all fans of the visiting team Gillingham. In the huge stadium, no one can see the home team fans. The police who always need to keep order nervously is also free to doze on the chairs in this game.

There were occasional cheers in the stands, all for the visiting team. In addition, most of the time, the stadium was quiet and the shouts of the players on the court could be clearly heard off the court. Gillingham fans were also a little uncomfortable with this environment. Later, they had no intention of cheering their team, and most of the time they remained silent.

The players playing on the court also seemed listless due to this live atmosphere.

However, a lot of news media came into this game. Pete Winkelman must be very pleased, but he was too happy. After the game, these news media used gloating tone for the report on this game, and they were ridiculing this "the most deserted English Football League in history".

None of these are too serious. The most serious thing is the sales results of the new season tickets announced before the game. As of August 10, they sold a total of ten season tickets. One season ago, the number was 4,000.

"Now, that bastard is going to lose money this season, haha!"

"I really want to come and see the expression on Winkelman's face..."

In the Duns Bar, fans were gloating at Winkelman. Today is the third round of the League One game, and Wimbledon is challenging Watford away. No one cares. The TV in the bar is off. If it were put a year ago, people here would have called beer to watch the game.

Compared to this game, they are more concerned about another game tomorrow - AFC Wimbledon's league debut. Tomorrow they will go to Sandhurst to play against the local team, L) first game.

The people at the Duns Bar have agreed to go to watch the game on site, and the bar will be closed for another afternoon.

"When the time comes, I will come to my place to drink after watching the ball, guys!" John raised his hands and greeted.

"No problem! If you win, you will definitely drink until you close!" The drinkers responded enthusiastically.

Of course, some people spilled their enthusiasm to another person. They raised the wine glass in their hands to Chu Zhongtian behind the bar: "I'm not asking you to refill this time, Chu! If you can play tomorrow's game, just play well!"

Chu Zhongtian, who was chatting with Emily in a low voice, quickly waved back to his greeting: "I must, Uncle Kevin!"

"Everyone doesn't care about your previous performance at all..." Emily said to him with a smile.

Chu Zhongtian's face was still hot when he remembered his bad performances before. He felt that he had always been a person who put the interests of the team first, and that was the case in the ten years he played in China. Unexpectedly, in the past month, he threw away his previous principles. He just wanted to be angry with Russell, so he ignored the interests of the team and the feelings of other teammates. During that period, he seemed to be possessed, just thinking about making Russell look ugly and making him unable to be proud.

"I think I should apologize to everyone." Chu Zhongtian thought for a while and said.

Emily shook her head: "No need. What you said doesn't matter. If you sincerely apologize, you will perform well in the game and help the team win. Can you play tomorrow?" Emily didn't know that he and Russell had shaken hands and made peace. She was still worried that the conflict between the two would affect Chu Zhongtian's chance to play.

"I don't know." Chu Zhongtian answered honestly.

After hearing this answer, Emily lay on the bar again, gently shaved the cold cup wall with her fingernails, and then said, "We won the first game, and then I thought in the stands, how good it would be if you were on the team at that time..."

Chu Zhongtian stopped the work in his hand and looked at the blonde girl in front of him.

"I'm sorry." Emily, who was talking to herself, suddenly heard this sentence, and she suddenly raised her head and found that Chu Zhongtian was wiping the glass of wine.

She laughed.

"Chu."

"Hmm?" Chu Zhongtian still lowered his head, his hands kept on his back.

"If you play tomorrow, I will cheer for you!"

Chu Zhongtian raised his head and found that the other party was looking at him with a smile.

"Thank you." He quickly lowered his head again.

Seeing Chu Zhongtian's embarrassed look again, the blonde girl held her chin with one hand and the smile on her face became even stronger.

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"Close." Colin John, the owner of the Duns Bar, stood at the door, shaking the bell hanging from the door handle.

"No, Colin. It's only ten o'clock in the evening, now it's closed. Are you bullying me for the first time in the bar?" Old Bente pointed to the expression on his wrist and said angrily. There was nothing more annoying than hearing this when he was drinking. It was like a sleeping person who was forced to wake up, and he was reluctant at that time.

After he said this, everyone realized that they looked at the watch and found that it was indeed only ten o'clock. Under normal circumstances, the bars closed at 11:00 pm.

Even Chu Zhongtian, who had been busy, raised his head strangely and looked at his boss behind the bar.

A group of drinkers who were drinking so hard glared at John and insisted on him giving him a reason. "Although we are all old friends, Colin, we will not agree if you do this!"

Boss John has seen a big scene, and faced countless gazes that were enough to kill him, without fear. "Tomorrow is the team's first league game, Chu is a member of the team. I want him to go back and rest early. I can't make an excessive request, old guys?"

After he said that, everyone looked at Chu Zhongtian again.

"Ah...I, uh...I'm not tired." Chu Zhongtian defended with some helplessness.

Emily drank the remaining wine in the glass, then raised her hands and patted Chu Zhongtian hard on the shoulder. "Uncle John is right, you should have a break today! Goodbye, Chu. I will cheer you up for the game tomorrow afternoon!" After saying that, she jumped down lightly from the high stool, waved goodbye to the others in the bar, and jumped out.

After Emily, Mr. Bente quietly raised his neck and drank the remaining beer in the glass, and then put the glass back on the bar. "Come on tomorrow's game, come on, Chu." After saying this, he turned around and walked out.

After Emily and Old Bente did this, more people drank all the leftover wine in the glass, then put down the glass, waved goodbye to Chu Zhongtian: "Come on tomorrow's game, Chu!"

"Although it's away, there's nothing to worry about. They're all near London." Jackson stepped forward and patted Chu Zhongtian on the shoulder, "There's no pressure."

"Play well and strive to get them into ten or eight..."

"Hey! Chu is the defensive midfielder... it's enough to get into three!"

"Come on, Chu!"

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Everyone came up to say something to him and left one after another. Within ten minutes, all the guests in the bar were all gone. Usually, even if it was closed at 11 o'clock, there would always be someone who would have to drink the last glass of wine, and then they would have to leave until 11:20. Then they would wait until he cleaned the bar and closed the door and left. It was already twelve o'clock.

Now facing the empty bar, Chu Zhongtian was still not able to react. He stared at the boss at the door blankly, and the fat boss was smiling at him.

"You should go back early, Chu." He pointed to the door.

"Uh, I...I still have to clean up..." Chu Zhongtian still didn't react, and he was a little unbelievable that he was seeing everything.

"I can be busy alone. You can go back early to rest."

"This..." Chu Zhongtian didn't mean to leave.

"Stop talking nonsense! If you don't disappear within ten minutes, I will deduct your weekly salary!"

In less than five minutes, Chu Zhongtian had already changed his clothes and disappeared into the vast night.
Chapter completed!