[Football] Light and stars

In the locker room of the Chiefs' away game, Pochetti adjusted his tactics. In this case, not changing the formation is tantamount to admitting defeat early.

"Luis, you did a good job. In the second half, I hope you can still blast away the goal guarded by Murphy. Can you do it?" Pochetti has greater ambitions for Lucien.

"Boss, that's what I should do." Lucien, who had been placed with great expectations, looked very excited, his blue eyes were determined.

At the beginning of the second half, Tottenham played more aggressively.

No.605 minutes, Arsenal's Bill once again dedicated a very dangerous shot, fortunately saved by Sutra.

Sutra threw the ball, Terry caught the ball, and after colliding with Ulamich, he sent the ball to Collinste's feet. Collinste took the ball to the penalty area. He looked around and made a decision in his heart. choose.

"Collinster passed the ball, and it was NO.19 Louis who received his pass." Born followed Louis closely with his eyes, "Louis chose to go straight into the penalty area and shoot? No, this is a pass. Louis passed the ball to Cheman Pull, Cheman pulls the shot, God is on Murphy's side, Mr Golden Glove saves the ball, Tottenham's raid ended in failure."

Born's voice suddenly rose again, "I can't believe what I saw! Arsenal and Tottenham were fighting for the ball, but when Arsenal's Simmons headed the ball away, Luiz made the ball straight with an upside-down golden hook. Flying to the gate of Arsenal!"

"Goal! Goal! Goal! Goal!" Born hoarsely announced the latest situation on the field, "This goal is too tricky, I think I made a mistake, God is on the side of Tottenham, Lu Sien For Luiz, a 19-year-old teenager, scored two crucial goals in his first professional game. Does anyone remember that this is a fucking Derby! I can announce another England player A genius is born!"

The stands of Tottenham fans were also boiling, and the white lilies shouted the same name loudly: "Louis! Louis!"

"I think you're right, Louis is better than Beckham!" Big Sam couldn't contain his excitement, "I'm also his fan from today, he's incredible!"

"He's the best!" Stella clutched the scarf around her neck with both hands, praying for Lucien in her heart, don't get hurt, don't get hurt.

Lucien has been pressed on the lawn by his teammates since he scored the goal. The feeling of all seven or eight teammates pressing on it is really terrible, especially the sweat of these seven or eight men.

"I know that kid can do it! Hahahahahaha" Pochetti on the sidelines also hugged Gemiro excitedly.

Ge Miluo also has a dreamy expression on his face, is this a prophecy?

Arsenal became a little restless, and Wengers also started to make substitutions. In any case, a draw was definitely not what they wanted.Pochetti, who had expected this, also responded, replacing two veterans who were exhausted, and set up an iron barrel formation in front of his own goal.

Tottenham fans also understand that this season Tottenham's lineup is really improvised, and they are also satisfied with being able to draw with the strong Arsenal.

The fans were content, but Lucien wasn't.

It is good to score two, but a hat-trick in the first game is the ending he wants.

If there is no opportunity, create an opportunity.

Lucien is very used to this kind of thing. His personal playing style is quite unique, but he will change himself in order to integrate into the team during the game to achieve better results. After all, a team has 11 players.

But sometimes, the team needs someone to stand up and become a hero and lead the team forward.Otherwise, there will be no achievement of those great players.

Lucien dare not say that he is a hero, but he feels that he can lead the team forward at this moment.

He doesn't want to get a draw in his career debut, even if it is a derby.

Lucien started to save his strength and he also stepped back a bit.

Arsenal began to bombard wildly, but the Iron Barrel formation is not in vain. Arsenal's morale and physical strength have dropped significantly after repeated attacks without success.

"The Spaniard hopes to take away a draw from the Chiefs." Scalin said bitterly, "And the whole game has to say that Tottenham only Luiz deserves the word "excellent". Victory is firmly in the palm of your hand."

No.806 minutes, even Arsenal fans have believed that this game is destined to be a draw.

And Lucien, who had had enough rest, started again. In the past 10 minutes, he can be said to be just strolling in the courtyard. Having accumulated enough energy, he once again intercepted the ball from Wilt's feet. This time it was no longer a trivial matter. The pass and he started running around the pitch again.

"It's on, Tottenham's Luiz is at full throttle again, he intercepts the ball from Wirth's feet, poor Italian, I swear he froze the moment the ball was intercepted." Seeing Lucien again With the ball in hand, Bohn snatched the microphone straight from Sculling. "Louis started a long-distance attack, he was too fast, faster than Irving in his prime, Louis faced Bill, oh no, Bill was tricked by Louis's light oxtail, Louis passed Simmons again, Exactly the same script as the first goal."

Lucien was already deep in the penalty area, and after a quick look around, he kicked decisively.

"Goal! Louis scored a hat-trick and overtook the score for Tottenham. Arsenal VS Tottenham Hotspur, 2:3. The home game is in front and the away game is behind. Louis turned the Emirates Stadium into his home game. He is a genius, and he made an announcement to the world! The Premier League is here!" Boen praised Louis free of money, and felt very comfortable seeing Scalin's livid face beside him.

This is perfect ending.

After the goal, Lucien couldn't hide his excitement, and he ran around the field with his arms outstretched, and couldn't stop until Tom jumped on his back.

Some people in the Tottenham fans stand were crying excitedly. Led by Big Sam, they sang the team song "Glory Belongs to Tottenham". Stella hummed softly along with the song even though she didn't know the lyrics.

Her boyfriend is so awesome!To reward him, let's cook his favorite seafood fried rice tonight.

Pochetti, an old coach with half-hundred hair, also roared excitedly, winning, Derby, they won!

More importantly, in Barry's absence this season, he discovered another young and dazzling talent.

And that will help the team go further, and he will be remembered for discovering this talent.

"Glory belongs to Tottenham, glory belongs to Tottenham, the Assassins march forward bravely, Tottenham is the greatest team in the world, Tottenham is the greatest team in the world!"

Tottenham's team song is flying high at the Emirates Stadium. At this moment, they are the protagonists of the Emirates Stadium.

The Gunners fans are also roaring, they desperately hope that the team will fight back and teach this group of ignorant outsiders a lesson.

However, the miracle did not happen, and the score remained at 2:3 in stoppage time, with the home team ahead and the visiting team behind.

After the referee blew the final whistle to end the game, the players on the bench also ran up to embrace their teammates.

The biggest hero, Lucien, was rubbed badly.

"Hey, can you exchange jerseys with me? You played great in this game!" Arsenal's Justin Beal waited for Tottenham's celebration to come to an end and exchanged jerseys with Lucien. He showed Lucien a Kind smile.

"Of course. You played well too." Lucien looked at his dirty jersey covered in grass and sweat and was a little embarrassed, "Maybe you can change into a clean one after I go back to the locker room, you know , This is my first professional league game, and I want to give this jersey to my girlfriend." He scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"Of course, I believe you will get better and better in the future." Bill nodded.

"Thank you so much, I have to say I've watched you play a lot, and of course you were still at Manchester United at the time." Lucien winked at Bill, "Don't tell anyone, I'm a Manchester United fan."

"Don't worry, this is very interesting, isn't it? You are a Manchester United fan but you came to Tottenham." Bill also found it very interesting. He played for Manchester United three years ago, and this guy is actually a Manchester United fan. "I really look forward to it." I will compete with you next time."

"I'm looking forward to it too." Lucien accepted the kindness.

Pochetti did not choose to bring Lucien in the post-match press conference. The reporters were like mad dogs. He didn't want the media to hurt his baby. He chose to bring the old fritter Terry.

Sure enough, the media was very disappointed to see that the Spaniard brought Terry.

"First of all, congratulations to Tottenham for winning this game. Mr. Pochetti, what do you think is the key to winning this game?" The reporter first routinely congratulated Tottenham and asked an innocuous question.

"Arsenal played well, but Tottenham responded well and without a doubt the key to this game was Luiz, he did the best he could, it was his first professional game. In the game, I think there is nothing to criticize for his performance." Pochetti knew what the media wanted to hear, and it would be impossible not to mention Luiz in the post-match press conference.

nonsense!Of course there is nothing to criticize for the rookie's hat-trick in the derby, and you are not playing against the Championship team, it is the giants Arsenal!

"Luiz is so good, why didn't you start him until now?"

"He needs a perfect debut stage, and I think the derby will fully excite him." Can I tell you that I made up the numbers because no one in the team put him on the field?Even if you didn't play well, you might not have the heart to scold him when you see his face. Can I answer you like this?The Spaniard slandered, but his face remained calm.

"Coach Wengers, what do you think of Louis?" The media again pointed their fingers at Wengers who was looking down.

"I think what we lost to was not Tottenham, it was Luiz alone. I can't see any other players in Tottenham except Luiz who was shining. This situation will not happen again. Next time we will be in White Hart Lane took back the victory that belongs to us." Wengers, who had a stinky face after losing the game, blasted Tottenham bluntly.

"But Luiz belongs to Tottenham, and Tottenham wins." Pochetti, who had won the ball with a rosy face, smiled and kicked the ball back to Wengers' face.

Not only is the game good-looking, but the press conference of Derby is also more exciting than usual.Anything is a headline.

"In the absence of Barry this season, will Luiz become the new attacking core of Tottenham?"

"We will give Luis more training, he is still young and we hope he will grow up as soon as possible."

"What do you think of Louis?"

"He's a genius and he'll improve even more at Tottenham."

After the press conference, Tottenham and his team went back on the team bus. Of course, Lucien has now become a key object of care in the team.

"Louis, you played very, very well today. I hope you can reproduce today's achievements in our stadium in the next game." Before the dissolution, Pochetti patted Luis on the shoulder and asked earnestly, "Take a good rest these days. .”

Lucien could only nod with his big eyes open, it's unbearable for the coach to be so gentle!

Lucien called Stella after changing back to his normal clothes.

"Baby, are you home yet?" Lucien walked out of the training ground while on the phone, ready to ride his bicycle home.

"I'm shopping for vegetables. I'm going to make seafood fried rice for you tonight. Is there anything else you want to eat?" Stella was shopping in the supermarket. "You're amazing today."

"Are you at the supermarket at the door? I'll pick you up." Lucien was walking to the door, and the scene in front of him startled him. A bunch of fans gathered at the door and shouted his name. Seeing him appear made him even more wanting The posture of rushing in, "God, baby, I may not be able to go."

"Blocked by the fans?" Stella chuckled, "I'll go back by myself, pay attention, I don't want to see the lip prints of female fans on you."

"Well, absolutely not, my body and mind are all yours." Lucien coaxed Stella, in fact he has no experience in dealing with this kind of thing, after hanging up the phone, he walked to Martin, "Martin, what's going on thing?"

"Congratulations, Lucien, you have become the new hero of Tottenham, and it is also mine." Martin is used to this kind of fans, "You can take a photo with them to say hello or something, you won for Tottenham. Derby."

"Okay, Martin, stop teasing me." Lucien walked towards them a little uncomfortable, "hey, are you waiting for me?"

"Lucien!"

"Louis!"

Seeing Lucien walking towards them, the fans became even more crazy. Most of these people were female fans, holding papers and cameras in their hands, obviously here to ask for autographs and group photos.

"You performed so well today, you are the god in my heart!"

"Lucien, you don't know how much I love you!"

"Lucien, come on next game, we will continue to support you!"

"Thank you, thank you." Lucien signed autographs and took photos with these fans, with a smile on his face all the time. Fans must be treated well.

"Hey! Lucien, do you have a girlfriend? Do I still have a chance?" A white girl with a hot body asked bluntly. As soon as this question came out, everyone looked at Lucien expectantly.

"My girlfriend and I have a very good relationship." Hearing this question, Lucien immediately replied reflexively, this kind of fans who want to poach the wall must be eliminated as soon as possible!

There was no small sigh among the fans.

"Well, I think I should be able to go home." Lucien smiled and looked at the fans who got autographs and group photos, "Thank you again for your support."

The fans got what they wanted and stepped aside, and then they saw this charming boy in the shirt make his way to the next parking space.

A surprising thing happened, he didn't drive any luxury or simple sports car, but went straight to the conspicuous bicycle next to the group of cars?

Skillfully unlocking and getting into the car, Lucien even waved to them: "bye."

Crackling, jaw-dropping fans filmed their hero riding home on his bike.

Is Tottenham's weekly salary so low?Hurry up and give Luis a raise!What if someone is poached by the next door?Should people's legs step on bicycle wheels?

A fan uploaded a photo of Lucien riding away on Twitter and posted Tottenham's official Twitter: "I just want to know how much you pay Luis? He saved Tottenham and shouldn't be treated like this! "

Lucien doesn't know that the fans have started to worry about his weekly salary. When he was promoted to the first team, he re-signed the contract with the team. The monthly salary is [-] pounds. Lucien, who has no special concept, thinks it is a very suitable price, and the salary will always increase as long as he plays well.

Lucien came home, but Stella hadn't come back, so he had to lie on the sofa and check Twitter boredly.

As soon as I opened Twitter, I was stunned. The number of fans rose by nearly [-], and a bunch of people left messages on his recent Twitter.

Even his family in Manchester sent him congratulatory texts.

Lucien expressed a little flattered.

Stella opened the door with a bag of vegetables and other things, and Lucien immediately got off the sofa and graciously helped her take the things.

"Baby, I feel like everything has changed." Lucien held up his phone and said seriously to Stella, "William just texted me and said he was proud of me, I can't believe it."

William is Lucien's father. Back then, Lucien's insistence on quitting Manchester United's youth training made the diehard Manchester United fan almost sever relations with Lucien.

"It's normal, this is Derby." The first thing Stella did when she came back was to sit in front of the dressing table and take off her makeup, "I don't think you can even walk around freely around Jack anymore, God knows how many people are following you on the Internet now The face surpasses the three goals you scored." As he spoke, the topic changed to a strange place.

"Don't worry, even if people all over the world pay attention to me, my eyes will only stay on you." Lucien hugged Stella who was sitting in front of the dresser, "Want to drink black tea? Shall I make it?"

"Come on, you go and take a bath for Vivi, she hasn't bathed for a long time." After removing her makeup, Stella picked up Vivi who was lying in the nest and handed it to Lucien, "I'm going to cook now, and reward her well Say hello to my Mr. Hero."

Lucien had to hug Vivi to take a shower, the phone rang halfway through the shower, Lucien stuck the phone around his neck with a hand of foam and picked up the phone.

"Hey, brother, have you checked Twitter?" Tom's voice came from the phone.

"I just checked it an hour ago. I don't think there's anything special about it except that I gained [-] followers." Lucien responded calmly.

"Hahahaha, you don't know, the fans took pictures of you riding your bike home, and your little apartment, and now they are asking the team to treat you better." Knowing that Lucien didn't know what happened on the Internet What a storm Tom laughed even more.

"What?" Lucien couldn't get at all the relationship between his cycling and his apartment and team treatment. He lived in this apartment for three years, and riding a bicycle was a habit he started in Manchester. He felt very Are you comfortable?

What the hell is this? Why did he win a ball game and even ride a bicycle?

Lucien hurriedly took a bath for Vivi, and Vivi, who had not been taken care of perfectly, threw the water in the face of the hostess unhappily, and ran away from the bathroom arrogantly.

Lucien wiped off the water droplets on his face as usual, and opened Twitter again.

Sure enough, as Tom said, the hottest topic now is the picture of him leaving the training base on a bicycle, and even fans followed him all the way and secretly took pictures of his apartment.

Well, his apartment looks a bit shabby from the outside, but that's not a big deal.Why can't a bunch of people feel sorry for him?

I just scored three goals and the world changed?

Just as he was thinking, Lucien received a call from team manager Stella. Lucien quickly expressed that he was very satisfied with the current treatment of the team and had no dissatisfaction. He also said that he would tweet to clarify.

"Hey Luis, I was thinking maybe you can get off the bike?" Stella suggested, too. "Bikes are so ostentatious and easily stopped by fans."

"Sir, I have to say, I can only ride a bicycle." Louis was a little shy when talking about this, "I don't have a driver's license, and I don't think I can take the test for the latest race."

"...Okay," the well-informed Stella was also surprised by this answer. He doesn't have a driver's license at the age of 19. Don't you have any interest in luxury cars?Hanging up the phone dryly, Stella decided to notify Tottenham's press department to pay attention to the image of Luiz, so that he can develop into a noble model who only cares about football and ignores ordinary things.

Lucien thought hard and finally figured out how to clarify the matter.

"I know that everyone is very concerned about me now, but I want to say that the team treats me very well and I am very satisfied. I like the bicycle or my apartment very much. I have no intention of changing them for the time being. I hope everyone pays more attention to it. It's my performance on the pitch and nothing else."

After posting this tweet, he heard Stella calling him to eat in the living room. Lucien washed his hands and walked to the dining table. Sure enough, Stella made his favorite Spanish seafood fried rice and orange pudding.

He has consumed too much physical energy today, so he can let it go.

Stella's dinner was still a pile of zero-fat vegetable salad, and she sat on the sofa with the salad bowl in her arms, "Lucien, I think our lives may have to change."

"Why?" Lucien asked vaguely with a spoonful of rice in his mouth. In his opinion, he didn't want to change the status quo. He went to practice and compete every day, and then went home to eat the meal made by Stella. He would be responsible after the meal Wash the dishes, then go for a walk with Stella on Jack, go to the supermarket to buy something if necessary, go shopping with Stella or go fishing with Stella during the break, this is the life he wants, "I love the life I have now. "

"First, you become a great player, and then the salary increases, and the fame increases, and the fans increase." Stella analyzed item by item, "OK, that's all good, and then there's The pervasive media, they will magnify every detail of your life, just like every star will encounter, the praise and slander you receive will also multiply, and the temptation will be everywhere. I don’t know what you will face in the future How will it become, can you say that nothing will change between us?"

Stella is terrifyingly calm, which comes from the words and deeds of her political science professor mother Sophia.

Life will not be a fairy tale, and the prince will not choose to kiss Snow White to wake her up when she is mediocre.

"Maybe what you said is true. I will become a great player in the future, and I will also face praise, slander and various temptations as you said."

Lucien put down the spoon, walked over to Stella, squatted down and stared at her deeply, "Maybe it's alcohol, maybe it's luxury cars and mansions, or maybe it's those hot models."

"But whocare, you know, I've never been interested in luxury cars and mansions." He held Stella's face to himself, "Because you're allergic to alcohol, I even brush my teeth three times after drinking beer, as for those girls, God behold , since December 2022, 12, I can only see that Spanish girl named Stella Sofia Fiskan in my eyes, that makes me go from being unbearable to the two-hour distance from Manchester to London The girl who was there for her all the time."

The deep voice echoed in the small apartment, and every sentence was full of deep love and cherishment.

Stella's eyes suddenly became a little sore, and the British man who can talk about love is simply irresistible.

"Didn't we say that if we were 20 years old and still loved each other as much as we do now, we would get married, the wedding dress would be the fishtail wedding dress you like, and the wedding bouquet would be hydrangeas and champagne roses. It was held on a small island in Greece, if we don’t have money, we’ll go to my mother’s winery, there’s still a year and three months before we turn 20, I won’t let you have a chance to go back on your word.” Lucien wiped away Stella’s tears, "I didn't know that my fame would make you so uneasy, the fact that being a star means more to me is that I can play in a better league, face better opponents, and I will have enough money to complete the game. Your imagination about the wedding and the future."

"Stop!" Stella put down the bowl in her hand and hugged Lucien, "Are you British men so good at talking about love?"

"Beside you, there are countless sweet words surging in my chest. If you want to listen to me, you can talk for a whole night." Lucien kissed Stella's fair neck.

He had only one feeling the first time he saw Stella, this girl was like his dream star.

No matter how the world changes, the light of the star will never go out, because this star is high in his heart.

Always shiny, always beautiful, just like the beginning.