[Football] Light and stars

Lucien was lying on the back seat of the car regardless of his image, his tie had been removed by him and thrown aside, his suit was also crumpled because of his reckless posture.

"God, Mr. Selvin is really different from what the media reported." Lucien didn't want to think about the meal just now. Sure enough, the coach who can solve the conflict in the national team's locker room is not an ordinary person.

After Selvin asked a sharp question, Lucien immediately answered firmly: "Of course it is England. I never thought of other answers."

"Well, a smart decision." Selvin held up the red wine glass, "We should have a drink first, for our future cooperation."

The tense atmosphere just now disappeared without a trace, and the three of them clinked glasses tacitly to celebrate.

"Mr. Selvin, as Lucien's manager, I must ask you what arrangement you will make for Lucien's position on the court, playing time and status in the locker room." Hectors asked these questions in a timely manner. Sharp question, he is Lucien's agent, this villain he has to do, "and I have to remind you that Lucien is only 19 years old, even for his country, I will never allow him to be overused."

"Of course, Louis's performance is worthy of being the core of the national team. I will let him cooperate with Arthur. They will become the two sharpest knives in England." Selvin has restored his gentle and noble image before, " Louis will start, and any coach who gets him will arrange this. As for the status of the locker room, sorry, my locker room can only listen to me. I don’t care what kind of big names they are off the court. Temper, the result can only be dismissed, there is no room for negotiation.” The second half of the sentence became a little tougher, “Arthur is a qualified captain, he likes Louis very much, I don’t think you need to worry about this point."

Arthur Vanites, the current captain of the England national team, has indeed always had a good reputation.

"Besides, Mr. Hectors, I don't think you need to worry about Louis being overused. I am a conscientious and moral trainer." Selvin joked, "My wife Winnie A fan of Louis, because Louis she even watches Tottenham games now, which is pretty enviable."

"I am very grateful for your wife's support." Lucien quickly accepted Selvin's kindness, "You can call me by my name directly."

"Okay, Lucien." Selvin changed his words graciously, "I hope that after you join the national team, you can help us go further in the European Cup next year and the World Cup two years later."

After the contract between Selvin and the national team is signed for the 2030 World Cup, if Selvin has a good record in the World Cup, then the FA will have to pay more chips to impress this young coach. Both the boss and the chairman of Real Madrid have sincerely invited him to take charge of their team, but Selvin is more interested in the Delaunay Cup and the Hercules Cup. As a British, he is willing to take over the England national team. I got a wish of my own.

"I will give my best efforts and enthusiasm, and this is also my dream." Lucien's eyes were also tinged with enthusiasm, which player has never thought of standing on the top of Europe or even the top of the world with his country? What about glory?

"Then, I also have a personal request." Selvin smiled with satisfaction.

"I hope that when you are interviewed by the media after this, you can say that what you have been eager to join is my England team, not the bald France." The bald head refers to the coach of the French national team, Dewan. , Light can reflect light, this point is often ridiculed by the major media.

"Of course, we will properly disclose this to the media." Hectors answered Selvin's question before Lucien, Lucien is still young, such a sharp answer is not good enough to measure his statement in France. He had plummeted, and he couldn't let this happen.

Selvin seemed to have expected this kind of answer, he nodded noncommittally, as long as Lucien expressed his willingness to join the England national team, it would be of great benefit to his reputation, and his charm surpassed that of the French national team. It's a nice name, doesn't it?

After listening to Hector's analysis one by one on the car back, Lucien felt that the routine of this circle was really deep, and he felt deeply powerless.

"Do you think a coach who can take charge of the Three Lions at such a young age would be so stupid?" Hectors scoffed at Lucien's thoughts. In his opinion, Lucien is indeed smarter than many players, but unfortunately he is too young to watch farther.

It doesn't matter, this is a treasury with the greatest potential, and he can see the distance for him if he can't see it himself.

Hectors sent Lucien downstairs in the community. He informed Lucien to keep the machine on for 24 hours and then returned to his apartment. He also has many players in the Premier League, so he naturally has his own residence in London.

Lucien looked up at the building he lived in, silently counted to the 7th floor, the lights were on, and Stella came home.

The most convenient thing about living here is that it is very close to the subway station, and he has much less worries about Stella going home at night.

Lucien took out the magnetic card and was about to open the door of the unit, but was bumped into by a girl who was full of rose fragrance.

The same perfume as Stella, Artisan's Thief Rose, don't ask Lucien how he knows it so well, if you have a girlfriend who insists on using this perfume since you were together, then you must be particularly sensitive to its fragrance .

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry." The girl's voice was full of embarrassment and a hint of crying. She knelt down and helped Lucien pick up the magnetic card.

"It's okay, it's okay." Lucien took the magnetic card handed to him by the girl and saw the girl's red eyes, and he asked in a gentlemanly manner, "Miss, do you need any help?"

"God, Mr. Louis." The girl obviously recognized Lucien, she opened her mouth in surprise, "I'm Helen, I wonder if you still remember?"

"Helen?" Lucien thought the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen or heard the name before. He felt a little embarrassed, "Excuse me, maybe you'd like to tell me where we met?"

"We met in the supermarket, when you were buying a toothbrush." ​​Helen helped Lucien recall with understanding.

"Oh, yes, I remembered." Lucien thought of the fan lady he met in the supermarket. He glanced at the current Helen, and it was different from then. No wonder he didn't remember it.

"So, Helen, do you need any help?" Lucien asked sincerely, Helen's expression clearly needed help, not to mention she was her own fan

"Yes, my ex-boyfriend, he has been following me, I am very scared." Helen bravely opened her mouth, and she looked towards the dark bushes not far away, "I came to London from Edinburgh alone. Here I have no relatives to rely on."

Lucien followed Helen's line of sight, and sure enough, a figure could still be seen under the cover of tree shadows.

"It's okay, I'm here, I'll go over and have a look, you don't have to be afraid." Lucien calmed Helen's emotions, and he raised his legs and walked towards the bushes.

"Please be careful, Mr. Louis." Helen shouted anxiously, she was standing at the entrance of the corridor with her bag in her arms, nervously watching Lucien's actions.

Lucien walked over and saw a tall figure approaching, that figure quickly ran away, Lucien could barely make out that it was a man with black skin and a baseball cap in the unclear light.

Lucien went back and saw Helen trembling and comforted him: "It's all right, that man has already left."

He opened the corridor door and let Helen go in first, while he walked behind Helen.

"You can talk to the security guards in the community tomorrow and let them pay attention." Lucien offered his own suggestion, "If the situation is serious, you can call the police and apply for a restraining order."

"Thank you, Mr. Louis, I don't want to be like this, Mike was not like this before, I think he just couldn't accept this for a while." Helen defended her ex-boyfriend, "And Mike has a good job, I You can’t call the police, otherwise he will definitely hate me even more.”

Lucien felt that Helen was a bit stupid. If this kind of thing was not resolved cleanly, it would be the biggest harm. She was unwilling to treat her ex-boyfriend like this. She could only make her ex-boyfriend feel that he still had a chance.

The elevator arrived, the two stepped into the elevator, and Lucien pressed the button for the seventh floor.

"Mr. Louis, do you also live on the 7th floor?" Helen, who was about to press the elevator, saw that Lucien stopped after pressing the 7th floor, she asked in surprise.

"Yes, it seems that we are neighbors." Lucien finally remembered what Stella said about a poor girl who was pestered by her ex-boyfriend living next door, and Helen matched everything, "The cookies you make are very good Eat." Although he only ate one piece, Stella ate the rest.

"Thank you very much, you and Stella are also very suitable." Helen smiled shyly, "Stella is really a very beautiful girl."

"Of course, she is the best." Lucien readily accepted Helen's compliment to Stella, and he couldn't see the disdain in Helen's eyes without looking at Helen at all.

The elevator reached the seventh floor in a blink of an eye. When Lucien was about to press the code to open the door, he remembered something. He turned his head and reminded Helen who was also pressing the code, "Hey, Helen, I suggest you don't turn on the lights when you go home. If your ex If your boyfriend is still downstairs, then he will know which room you live in."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Louis." Helen nodded suddenly, and she opened the door, "Then see you next time, good night, Mr. Louis."

"Good night, and good luck, Helen." Lucien smiled, and he also pressed the code to open the door.

The two doors closed at the same time, and the corridor returned to silence.

"Baby, I'm back." Lucien took off his leather shoes and put on slippers. He sniffed his shoes in disgust, then threw them aside, and took off his socks.

Jack rushed over excitedly, and Lucien stroked its golden hair lovingly: "goodboy, did you have a good time today? Where is mummy?"

Since he became famous, the time for sneaking Jack has been greatly reduced. Now Stella mostly slips Jack when she goes out to buy something.

Jack barked towards the bedroom a few times, and Lucien patted Jack knowingly: "Go and play."

Lucien walked to his and Stella's bedroom: "baby, I just met Helen next door, and her ex-boyfriend is still following him, it's really scary."

As soon as he walked into the bedroom, Lucien couldn't care less about talking about Helen. Stella fell on the bed in her pajamas, her face was flushed, and a few small rashes appeared on her face.

"Baby, what's wrong with you?" Lucien caressed Stella's forehead anxiously, it was really hot.

Stella's consciousness is still a little sober: "Today we have a party in the studio, I seem to accidentally drink a cocktail with a slightly higher alcohol content, it's really stupid."

Stella is allergic to alcohol, which is also quite weird. Her father runs a bar. It stands to reason that Stella should drink a lot of alcohol under this kind of influence. , and even had a high fever, because of this, Lucien barely drank alcohol, and usually brushed his teeth carefully several times after going out for a drink with his friends.

"Don't worry, baby, I've already taken allergy medicine and antipyretics." Stella touched Lucien's face close to her eyes, "It's really just a little bit, I'll be fine tomorrow after I sleep." Stella said after drinking After a glass of wine, she felt something was wrong, and she quickly took a series of medicines after she came back.

"Don't make me worry, baby, you know you are suffering and I will only suffer more than you." Lucien sadly kissed Stella's chapped lips, "Your pain God will inflict on me a hundredfold."

"I promise, this is the last time." Stella rubbed Lucien's hand on her face, "Your hand is so comfortable."

"I have to take a shower. I also drank today." Lucien remembered that drinking some alcohol was inevitable on this occasion. Although he drank very little, he didn't want to take any chances on Stella. Son risk, this is the girl he has always cherished, she always deserves the best.

Lucien walked into the bathroom, he took off his wrinkled Armani suit casually, took a shower for himself carefully, brushed his teeth repeatedly three times, and sprayed his mouth with a refreshing mist .

After taking care of all this, Lucien walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, his unreasonably upright young body still dripping on the floor with drops of water, and he went to the kitchen to make a glass of honey water.

Lucien put the honey water on Stella's bedside table, and then climbed onto the bed and held Stella in his arms.

"Baby, would you like some water?" Lucien whispered in Stella's ear.

Stella nodded, Lucien sat up, he changed Stella from lying down to half leaning on his arms, he held Stella firmly, and took the cup on the side with the other hand.

The cup is Belle from the Disney princesses. Lucien and Stella both like Disney. For the same cup, Lucien uses the beast. They always like to keep their unique sweetness in this kind of place that others think is meaningless.

Lucien scooped up a sip of water with a spoon and brought it to Stella's lips, Stella quickly opened her mouth and drank it.

After feeding more than half of the cup like this, Stella turned her head to Lucien's arms. Lucien knew that Stella didn't want to drink anymore, so he put the cup back, and lay down again holding Stella.

"Good night, mylove." Lucien kissed Stella's forehead and brushed her hair behind her ears. Stella rarely got sick after living with Lucien, but every time she got sick, she would become extremely clingy. Lucien knew that It was because the sick Stella lost her sense of security, so she relied on him so much.

This dependence, Lucien enjoys it.

Stella's lips moved and she didn't speak any more, but Lucien knew she was saying good night too, so he reached out and pressed the light in the bedroom, leaving only the small light beside him.

Stella slept soundly with Lucien's arm on her pillow, Lucien didn't dare to move, she kept this position until she fell asleep too, as for what will happen to her arm the next day, Lucien thinks that as long as Stella is comfortable, the others don't care , Anyway, the pillow will not be broken overnight.