My football skills are so strong! I am the king of control

This made him wonder if this guy was a local scalper in England, who stole his signature and then sold it.

Not only that, Lin Chen could also feel the burning gazes of several people. Beside the white-haired old man, there were several tall, blonde and blue-eyed beauties wearing tight professional suits, all staring at him intently.

That scorching gaze seemed to be spewing flames, making Lin Chen feel creepy.

The open training lasted for a full hour, and the players basically met the fans' desires and needs.

After Lin Chen signed autographs for those blonde beauties, he left with the main group. Liverpool continued to prepare for the third round of the Premier League.

Lin Chen is about to welcome another big event, his youth training high school is finally opening!

August 8th was the time to report to school. When Lin Chen and Aojo arrived at the school gate, they found that compared to the students around them who were holding books and carrying various documents.

The two men with empty hands looked more like criminals trying to rush into the school and snatch the beautiful teacher's stockings.

"You've been studying here for two years, and you don't even know what to bring to school?" Lin Chen looked at Ocho helplessly.

Ojo gave him a don't-worry smile.

"Don't worry, we are football players with a special status."

"Special status will naturally receive special treatment."

Lin Chen was skeptical, but he still did not rule out the possibility that they would be kicked out of the school gate.

"We are both in Class 3 of Senior , and I heard that our teacher is very beautiful."

"After I entered senior year, my former homeroom teacher got pregnant, so I wasn't very familiar with this new beautiful teacher."

"But I heard she's very strict. Although she's pretty, few students are willing to study under her."

After hearing Ocho's introduction, Lin Chen's heart was finally broken.

He originally wanted to find an unreliable teacher who would go back to the youth training base to play games after two classes every day. He wanted to enjoy a happy time, compete when it was time to compete, and use this as an excuse not to do his homework.

The two were chatting when they came to the third floor. Turning a corner was Class 3 of Senior . Ojo was about to turn the corner with confidence when a sound like thunder rang out!

It was an extremely shrill female voice, but if you listened carefully to the voice, you could tell it was a pretty woman.

"You come here on your first day to report, but you don't bring any books or documents with you. You come here empty-handed, right?"

"I actually have a student like you!"

"Give me your parents' phone number and ask them to send all the stuff to me immediately!"

Lin Chen stood there in a daze, reaching out and poking Ojo's kidney.

"Brother, I think we still have time to run now."

However, Ojo still walked into the classroom.

"Don't worry, brother. I'm here, nothing unexpected will happen."

Ojo was unsure, but thinking that he couldn't lose face in front of Lin Chen, he went in anyway.

After entering the classroom, the beautiful blonde head teacher stared at Ocho, then looked at his empty hands, and immediately understood what was going on.

"Ocho!!!"

"Don't think you can get special treatment just because you are a member of Liverpool's youth training team!"

"Call immediately and ask the youth training staff to send all your things over!"

At this time, Lin Chen, who was following Ocho, just wanted to turn around and run away. The blond and blue-eyed head teacher looked up at Lin Chen and his expression immediately changed.

"Forest?"

"You didn't bring anything either?"

Lin Chen nodded.

The head teacher immediately came forward and asked Lin Chen to enter the classroom and sit down.

"It's okay, you can just bring your stuff over next class."

"Don't learn from Ojo anymore in the future. He will teach you bad things."

The extremely gentle voice, coupled with the affectionate eyes, made Lin Chen even think that he was hallucinating.

Is this really the same person as the strong woman whose voice just resounded throughout the classroom corridor?

Ocho felt even more innocent. What does it mean to learn from me?