[Football] Light and stars

"So you're signing with this Hector?" Stella lay on Lucien's lap with a mask on, scrolling through Twitter.

"I haven't called yet. If Hectors is really as powerful as the boss said, then it's okay to sign the contract." Lucien was looking up Hectors' related information on the Internet.

"The Spaniard, the football agent Da E, and his players and coaches are worth more than [-] million euros." Lucien exclaimed, "Wow, if I really sign a contract with him, I think he will be the cheapest one. "

"You don't need to point out that he is Spanish, there will be no difference between your Spanish and your Spanish." Stella broke his desk, "You have to call and make an appointment to meet and talk and then decide."

"Of course, baby." Lucien took out the business card that Pochetti gave him, "I'll call now, but like you said, I'm not good at Spanish." Lucien looked innocent, meaning do you want to help me.

"Silly, Hectors has been around for so many years, how could it be possible that he can't speak English, at most he has a strong Spanish accent, just like you talk to my dad." Stella poked Lucien's face and found Lucien's worry very funny.

"OK, OK." Lucien held Stella's hand in his own, and dialed the number on the business card with the other hand free.

The phone was connected quickly, and there was a middle-aged man's steady voice: "hello?"

"Hi, Mr. Hectors, I'm Lucien Louis. Mr. Pochetti gave me your business card and said that you want to chat with me."

"God, yes, I've been thinking about when you'll call me, and I'm even going to fly directly to London to find you, Mr. Louis." The Spaniard is very enthusiastic, and his Spanish accent is not serious, at least compared to Stella's dad Philip was much better off.

"Call me Lucien, you are indeed a very good agent, but I think it's suitable for me, we have to sit down and have a cup of coffee and talk slowly."

"Oh, of course, I will book the ticket now, and we can meet the day after tomorrow at the latest." Hectors immediately agreed.

"Okay, looking forward to your arrival, then, I will hang up first, I wish you a pleasant night."

"Thank you, I look forward to meeting you too, Lucien."

Lucien hung up the phone and smiled at Stella: "It's done."

At this time, Stella put her mobile phone in front of Lucien's eyes very coldly: "Great netizens, they picked up my Twitter, thank you, I became popular, and my Twitter followers increased by tens of thousands."

Stella’s Twitter StellaSF is a well-known beauty blogger’s account. It often publishes makeup color tests and experience, as well as some makeup and fashion collocations. It also has hundreds of thousands of followers on Twitter, which is considered to be a small one in the European fashion circle. Famous bloggers, see the same folding-eared cat posted by Weizhi’s netizens through the two accounts of StellaSF and LucienLL, Stella’s dresser that Lucien accidentally photographed on Twitter before, and dozens of people Lucien follows There is a beauty blogger who has nothing to do with football, and even the Twitter names of these two people are very similar, which confirms that StellaSF is Louis's rumored Spanish girlfriend, and the two have lived together for many years.

"Hey, baby, you can't blame me, you can only blame those netizens. I never posted any news about you online. You don't even allow me to post a group photo." Speaking of this, Lucien was a little dissatisfied, and Stella Too many pretenders to chase away.

"Forget it, we'll be discovered sooner or later anyway, let's post a group photo." Stella took off the mask, "I don't want the first photo to be exposed to be secretly taken by paparazzi. The paparazzi will definitely make me look ugly."

"Great! Baby!" Lucien was very excited, "Do I want to change clothes?" He finally has a role!

"No, you can just do it like this." Stella took a picture of herself after the follow-up maintenance, a thing called Suyan powder from Japan, and then applied transparent lip gloss,

"You hold the phone, I said to shoot you to shoot." Stella arranged for Lucien to hold the phone, while she lay on Lucien's chest, "Smile, no, you laugh so silly, restrain yourself."

"Okay, just this smile." After finding the most beautiful angle, Stella was finally satisfied, "Let's shoot."

With a click, a photo was taken. Under the soft light, the blond boy was wearing a casual hoodie, holding the brunette girl in his arms with a sweet smile on his face, and the brunette girl was smiling and watching Lens, a beautiful photo.

"Okay, you post it." Stella wiped off her lip gloss with Lucien's lips, "Don't say anything too silly."

What are too stupid words? Lucien organized the language, and then decided not to post anything, just typed a heart symbol, and Aite tweeted Stella.

Stella also posted that photo, but she added a kiss symbol.

As soon as this tweet came out, the Internet was instantly devastated.

"As soon as the netizen picked up his girlfriend's Twitter, the male god immediately confessed his love in a high-profile manner. I lost, lucien, we will see you in the next life."

"I really want to hear Louis tell his love story with his girlfriend. I believe it must be a romantic story."

"Lucien's girlfriend is so beautiful, even without makeup, if I would have chased her from Manchester to London for her back then!"

"Lucien was just too young back then, one day he will find out what kind of girl is really suitable for him!"

"Agreed, look at that bitch's plastic surgery face, I feel sick."

"The two upstairs don't be sour, no matter how sour they are, they still have a good relationship."

Lucien didn't check the online reaction after tweeting, but walked into the bedroom and hugged Stella, who was packing up his pile of jerseys.

"Baby, I'll have a rest tomorrow." His delicate kisses fell on Stella's ear, causing Stella to avoid itching.

"so what?" Stella's laughter was obviously blushing, "I remember we've run out of orange candies, thanks to the Sun."

"Fuck! Those damn paparazzi!" Lucien's hand had already groped into a more intimate place, and the touch made him want to say no more. "But I bought the latest replenishment today."

Stella had no way to respond to him anymore, she fell into Lucien's firm arms, looked at herself in his eyes, and closed her eyes involuntarily.

Lucien chuckled and kissed him.

The next day, Stella woke up an hour later than usual, she was busy putting on makeup, and patted Lucien who was still soundly asleep in dissatisfaction, "Damn, get up and take me to the subway station, today is Professor Lawrence's Class is over if you are late."

"OK, wait for me to change my clothes baby." Knowing that he was wrong, Lucien didn't go back to sleep, rubbed his eyes, washed his face with cold water, put on his clothes casually, picked up his bicycle key and followed Stella out the door.

It takes at least 20 minutes to walk to the subway station in high heels at the speed of Stella, but it is much faster for Lucien to drive her there by bicycle, and it only takes about 10 minutes to gallop all the way.

So the reporter squatting downstairs took pictures of Lucien Louis for the first time today. It was the picture of him riding a bicycle to send his girlfriend to catch the subway. The picture was a bit dusty.

Lucien was not in a hurry to go home after delivering Stella, and went to a very familiar coffee shop to order a glass of orange juice and a sandwich for his own breakfast.

"Hey, Daniel, I'm sorry, I forgot my wallet." Stella urged so urgently that Lucien only took his mobile phone before going out.

"Don't worry, as long as you give me a signature, today's breakfast will be mine." Coffee shop owner Daniel said generously. As a Tottenham fan, he thought that as long as Lucien continues to be so brave, it's okay to provide him with breakfast for the rest of his life.

"Of course, thank you for your generosity." Lucien readily signed the paper Daniel handed over.

Although the team rested today, the coach asked him to go to the base to receive tactical thinking training in the afternoon. Lucien knew the Spaniard's kindness, so naturally he would not refuse without understanding.

and the meeting with hectors

Stella's birthday is tomorrow, although he has already bought a birthday gift a month in advance, but he still has to arrange other activities,

There are so many things, Lucien sighed sadly.

The newspapers in the coffee shop are prominently placed, and the headlines are even more prominent.

"Louis Two Shots and One Pass: The new king of White Hart Lane ascends the throne! "

Talent Wars: England Wins! "

"I come, I see, I conquer?Counting the Players Ruined by Arrogance"

Scholes a football icon?Lewis' Manchester United Plot

Lucien didn't want to pick up the titles after reading those titles. He thought about the next team's schedule, the match against Black Cat Sunderland on the 15th, and West Ham United on the 22nd. The most difficult thing is the tenth round on the 29th. A guest at Old Trafford against the Red Devils Manchester United.

Lucien has complicated feelings for Manchester United. He was born in Manchester. He was carried into Old Trafford by his father to watch football before he knew what football is. His idol even dedicated his career to Manchester United. Paul Scholes, who joined Manchester United's youth training, was even more enthusiastic. Who knew that he met Stella in London on Christmas Eve. Stella told him clearly that she didn't want her first boyfriend to be far away. She came to London alone. If her boyfriend It would be better not to be with her. After thinking about it for a while, Lucien quit Manchester United's youth training and came to London alone.

For Manchester United, he is not without guilt and regret.

The reality is that he is a professional player and now he is wearing the white shirt of Tottenham.

But if I have the chance, I really want to wear that eye-catching red.

After Lucien finished his breakfast, some people in the coffee shop recognized him. He put on his hat and left the coffee shop quickly.

Without Stella, Lucien was too lazy to stay at home, so he went home and took out his wallet to go to a nearby supermarket.

"Toothbrush, toothpaste, salad dressing, pasta." Lucien carefully checked Stella's list and put them into the shopping cart one by one. Going to the supermarket together was originally a sideshow for him and Stella, and they enjoyed it very much. The time in the supermarket, but now with the ubiquitous paparazzi, this sideshow was stopped by Stella, Lucien can only come here by himself, after all, there are so many things to buy, Stella can't carry them.

"Are you Lucien Louis? Excuse me?" When Lucien was squatting in front of the shelf comparing two different flavors of toothpaste, a female voice who was a little excited and a little bit unbelievable stopped him.

Lucien looked up and saw a little girl with a flushed face, which was wrong, the girl looked about the same age as him.

"I am, hello." Seeing being recognized, Lucien could only reply in a low voice, "hey, girl, please don't be too loud."

"Hello, Mr. Louis, I'm Helen Grande." The blond Helen replied stammeringly, "I'm your fan, and I'm really glad to meet you."

Helen Grande is a typical sweet girl, at least Lucien feels very happy to have such beautiful fans.

"Thank you for your support, Helen, do you want an autograph or a photo?" Lucien finally decided which toothpaste to buy, he threw the toothpaste into the shopping cart, stood up and asked Helen skillfully.

"Oh, no, I just want to say hello to you. I'm very satisfied now." Helen shook her head and refused with a sweet smile. "Please continue to work hard for the next game. I hope you have a pleasant day."

"Thank you." Lucien was visibly pleased at her understanding, "Good luck to you too, Helen."

What Lucien didn't know was that when he left the shelf, Helen walked over and picked up a toothpaste that was exactly the same as Lucien's.

She grabbed the toothpaste and smiled softly.

Lucien paid the bill and returned home with a big bag of things. Stella didn't come back at noon, so he had to cook a simple pasta by himself, which was the only food that Stella taught him in the past three years.

After washing the dishes, Lucien fed Vivi and Jack, and cleaned up the cat litter.

Seeing that the time agreed with the coach was approaching, Lucien went out.

Pochetti was already waiting in the coach's office, apparently pleased with Lucien's punctuality.

"Sit, Lucien, what would you like to drink, but I only have black tea and coffee here as an old man."

"Black tea is fine, boss."

Pochetti poured Lucien a cup of black tea, pointed to the chair in front of the table and told him to sit down, "I think you know our upcoming schedule very well."

"Yes, Sunderland on the 15th, then West Ham, then we'll play Manchester United."

"Lucien, I will rest you in the game against West Ham United. You are still young and cannot be overused." Pochetti turned on the TV in the office and played the rounds of Manchester United. "Or, I hope you Gain energy and score again at Old Trafford."

"Boss, I have to say it's hard." Lucien smiled and shook his head.

"Yeah, Red Devils Manchester United, Dream Theater Old Trafford." Pochetti was not in a hurry to refute Lucien. , Maloney have a tacit cooperation, the defense has added Joe Farah, and they have not conceded a goal so far, which sounds terrible."

"Boss, I'm not saying that Manchester United is invincible." Lucien certainly didn't mean that, "I believe I will score goals."

Lucien couldn't help worrying if the boss read those newspapers and really thought that he still had an old love for Manchester United, although he did have a special feeling for Manchester United.

"Haha, that's it. If you want to score goals, you must first believe that you can score goals." Pochetti nodded with a smile, "That's why I called you here today. Come, let's analyze the last few rounds of Manchester United."

"Okay, boss." Lucien looked serious, scoring goals at Old Trafford is certainly the most wonderful experience.

An afternoon was spent in the tireless explanation and analysis of the Spaniards. Lucien occasionally interspersed with his own opinions, and Pochetti would point out the advantages and disadvantages of his ideas in the most concise language. Lucien can be said to have benefited a lot.

"Then, boss, I'm going home first." Lucien got up and bid farewell to Pochetti.

"Of course." Pochetti tidied up the documents on the table, "By the way, Hector has just arrived in London, and it is estimated that he will meet you soon."

"I'm very much looking forward to meeting Mr. Hectors." Lucien smiled, the manager seemed really interested in him.

When Lucien came home, Stella had already come back to prepare the meal, but Stella was not there, and left a note on the dining table: baby, the makeup artist of the friend's drama is busy, I will go to the emergency, come back later, kissyou

Lucien is used to it, and Stella often goes to make up and style various events, so Stella has a very wide network of contacts.

Hectors called at this time: "Lucien, I hope I didn't bother you.

"Of course not, I heard from the boss that you have arrived in London?"

"Yes, an hour ago, maybe you had time to have a meal with me?"

"Of course. In fact, would Mr. Hectors mind coming to my house to eat? Because of the paparazzi, I don't really like going out now." Lucien always felt that Stella's cooking was much better than outside.

"No problem, just send me your home address." Hectors was very straightforward.

Lucien sent the address to Hectors, who went to the kitchen and cooked another pasta.

About half an hour later, Lucien heard a knock on the door and opened the door. Outside the door was a Spanish football player in a suit and leather shoes, holding a bouquet of bright white lilies in his hand.

"Hi, Mr. Hectors, come in." Lucien took the lily from Hectors, "Thank you for the flowers, my girlfriend has gone to work, and I am the only one at home, please feel free."

"Please, call me Fernandez or Hectors." Hectors entered the door, "Say hello to your girlfriend for me, I hope she will like Bai Lily."

"Of course, I thank you for Stella, Hectors."

"Please sit down. To be honest, I don't like restaurants outside. It always makes me feel very ordinary." Lucien poured a glass of red wine, "I don't drink much, but this bottle of red wine is very good. Tom gave it to me. I am Say my teammate Neil."

"It's very good." Hectors praised kindly.

As Lucien observes Hector, the other party is also re-evaluating him.

This 19-year-old teenager is famous in the football world by stepping on the giants Arsenal, not to mention that what is more valuable than his skills is his face that is not inferior to Hollywood superstars. If he is signed, Hectors dare Said that he is confident that he can definitely make him more dazzling than Beckham back then.

But now that he has become famous, he still rides a bicycle, lives in this small apartment that does not match his social status, and reveals a sense of ease in his speech. This indifference to fame and wealth makes Hectors startled.

Hectors has dealt with countless players, some of them have only played in the second-tier teams throughout their lives, and some of them are famous and chased by various giants.

Most of these players have one thing in common, that is, their desire for fame and wealth, and their pursuit of money, mansions, luxury cars, and beauties. Hectors has dealt with countless players' lace news. He admires the self-discipline of the 19-year-old young man in front of him. .

"Hectors, the boss said that you are a very good agent, so that I don't have to worry about anything other than playing football." Lucien brought the topic to the right track, "I want to hear what you think of me. "

"There is no doubt that you are a genius in England, and that is how the media describe you." Hectors took a sip of red wine, "Pochetti is right, I can let you focus on football, and you can do everything else Leave it to me."

"No matter which giant you want to join, no matter what annual salary you want, no matter what kind of superstar you want to become, as long as you continue to be brilliant in football, I promise to do it for you." Hector Staring at Lucien seriously, "I will make you more dazzling than heartthrob Beckham, and make the giants more crazy than Ronaldo Messi, as long as you choose me to be your agent."

"You won't interfere with my emotional life?"

"Of course not. A stable girlfriend will be more likable than a playboy. Even if you say you want to get married now, I won't object." Hectors had done a survey before he came, and he knew that England's genius would treat his girlfriend like this. He cares so much, so naturally he won't be able to get along with him on this. Besides, time is still long and things are fickle. Who knows how long Lucien and this Spanish girl can go together.

"You won't force me to do something I don't want to do?"

"I'm just an agent, I'll pick for you, but the decision is yours to make."

"Okay, my last question is when do we sign the deal?"

"Now, if you want." Hectors pulled out an agreement from his briefcase and handed it to Lucien, who had drawn up the contract in Spain.

Lucien flipped through the contract quickly, then took out a pen and signed his name: "A happy cooperation."

"You're the first player I've met who signed such an important contract without consulting a lawyer." Hectors marveled.

"Trust is the premise of cooperation, isn't it?" Lucien raised his glass, "And I believe that a person who treats players harshly will not achieve what he is now."

"I won't let you down." Hectors smiled and clinked glasses with him, "It's a pleasant cooperation." The joy in his eyes deepened.

"Maybe you'd like to tell your new agent what you want for your future?" Hectors wondered about the genius' vision.

"Probably scoring more goals for the team, winning more championships, and then constantly breaking records, making history, etc., the ideal of most players." Lucien raised his eyebrows, "I haven't seriously thought about it, but I want to be great players, not the kind of star you know."

"Of course, you're going to be a great player, but that's not incompatible with being a star." Hectors doesn't think the two are in conflict.

"The other thing is that I won't leave the Premier League within two or three years." The only thing Lucien is clear about is this. Stella is still in college, and he will not leave Stella to go to other leagues, especially before he has conquered the Premier League. The premise.

"No problem. In fact, I don't recommend you to leave the Premier League within three years. Although La Liga has two giants that people dream of, it is not suitable to step in too early, otherwise you can only sit on the bench." Hectors agreed, Although the Premier League is the most profitable league among the five major leagues, the dream lands of most players in the world are in Barcelona and Real Madrid.

"However, Lucien, you must understand that when the prince of Tottenham returns next season, your position may not be as stable as it is now." Hectors also carefully studied Tottenham. The core Barry is a product of the Tottenham youth academy, and he is the next captain after John Terry's retirement. What is needed is the only core position of the team.

And the team and fans are extremely tolerant of this forward they have watched grow up, it can be said to be doting.

The deeper reason is that Barry's father owns a lot of shares in Tottenham Hotspur. Tottenham, in a bad way, can be said to be Barry's playground.

When he returns from injury, can he bear that White Hart Lane is no longer his kingdom?Do fans have a new prince in their hearts?

Hectors didn't believe it, and Lucien, who had seen Barry's usual style in the team, was already mentally prepared.

"It has nothing to do with me, I will try my best to create my own brilliance in this season when he is not around." Lucien's words are full of confidence, "But if Tottenham are going to sell me next season, then I have only one request for you. "

"What?" Hector asked, ready.

"I want to go back to Manchester United." Lucien looked at the No. 18 Red Devils jersey hanging in the living room. The owner of that jersey was Paul Scholes, a great Manchester United player and Lucien's idol. Louis's collection was secretly brought out of the old Louis's room when Lucien left Manchester.