[Football] The transfer fee is 10 billion

When getting off the car, Ling Yun felt a little weak in limbs and stilted, but he could barely keep walking alone. Alonso reached out to help him, but Ling Yun pushed him away: "I seem to have a cold, you'd better stay away from me .”

"Why should I stay away from you?" Alonso could not help but walk into the elevator with his arms around his shoulders, forcing him to lean on himself.

Biqi Ling Yun is not usually his opponent, and now he has no strength to fight back. He can only lean against his chest listlessly, and bury his head on his neck: "If you catch a cold from me, the national team will lose it." I don't want you."

Alonso half-supported and half-hugged him back to the bed in the bedroom and lay down. He quickly took out the thermometer at home to measure his temperature: "I don't have to go back to the national team every time. It's okay if I don't go once."

"Next year is the World Cup. Every national team training camp will affect the head coach's choice of the final 23-man roster. Are you really not going?" Even though the room was well-heated, Ling Yun was still chilling intermittently. curled up in a ball.

Alonso was heartbroken seeing him like this. He was fine when he went out, but he slept in the movie theater, how did he come out like this?

"We have already entered the World Cup finals, just two friendly matches, what if we don't go?"

The time was almost up, Alonso was going to take out the thermometer to have a look, but Ling Yun wrapped the quilt completely around himself, and refused to let go no matter what.

He was so sick that Alonso didn't dare to exert any strength, so he had to coax him cautiously: "Let me see your temperature."

Ling Yun carefully took out the thermometer and handed it to him, then quickly withdrew his hand, turned over with difficulty, turned to the other side, and tried not to speak to him: "Call the doctor for me, tonight you have to Go to sleep in the next room."

"I dont go."

Ling Yun rubbed his cheek against his palm: "Be obedient."

"Now, you are the one who should be obedient." Alonso glanced at the scale on the mercury column, 38.9 ℃, which is not a low temperature.

When the doctor came, he looked at Ling Yun's throat. The tonsils were very swollen. It was a common upper respiratory tract infection. He prescribed some antipyretics and anti-inflammatory drugs, told him to take a good rest, and left.

Not long after taking the medicine, Ling Yun broke out in sweat, and the fever subsided accordingly. His T-shirt was soaked, so Alonso had to bring a new one to help him change.

Ling Yun fell asleep for a while, and when he woke up, his mental state was even worse. He raised his eyelids and looked at the time. It was already past one o'clock in the morning. When he turned around, he found that there was someone sitting on the other side of the bed. , Holding a book and leaning against the bedside to pass the time.

Just looking at his state, he knew that he didn't plan to sleep tonight.

Ling Yun didn't even have the strength to move his fingers now, but he stretched out his hand from under the quilt with all his strength, pushed his boyfriend, and startled himself when he said in a hoarse voice: "I didn't want you to Are you going to sleep in the next room late?"

Alonso grabbed his wrist and stuffed it back into the quilt, and asked him softly, "Drink water?"

Ling Yun nodded, and forced himself to sit up: "I'll be fine after a night of sleep, you go and rest for a while, you have to go back to the national team for training tomorrow."

When he spoke, his throat seemed to be polished by gravel, and finally he coughed violently.

Alonso frowned distressedly, helped him to drink the water, brushed the broken hair on his forehead, and lay down again with him in his arms.

The boyfriend's embrace was much more comfortable than a quilt, it was warm and gentle, Ling Yun buried his face in his neck and was reluctant to lift it up.

Reason told him that this kind of close contact is prone to cross-infection, and the other party has to return to the national team for training tomorrow. It would be bad if he really caught a cold.

But his brain is too confused, and now he is irrational, he just wants to hold each other tightly and rely on him completely.

Alonso gently rubbed his chin against the hair on the top of his head, because he was covered in sweat before, and now his hair is still a little wet. Seeing how he was sticky and fragile because of illness, but he wanted to drive himself away just now, his heart was soft It's outrageous.

"I won't leave tomorrow, I will stay with you at home, and I will return to the national team when you recover from illness."

Ling Yun shook his head, and suddenly remembered that after the match between Arsenal and Liverpool last year, he had read a lot of news and interviews about Alonso's time at Liverpool, among which Benitez commented on him like this: "Alonso Lonzo values ​​his family more than the team and the game, but he is also a very dedicated person, which is very contradictory."

It is really hard to understand, what is there to be contradictory, except for Benitez himself, is there really anyone in this world who values ​​career more than family?

Taking advantage of his not so clear mind, Ling Yun asked a question that he would not be able to ask even if he was killed: "Then if, this time is very important, it is so important that Spain can qualify for the World Cup qualifiers, are you going to compete or not?" accompany me."

The other party gave the answer almost in the next second: "Accompany you, make sure someone can take good care of you for me, and I will go to the game again."

Ling Yun closed his mouth contentedly, and didn't have the strength or interest to speak anymore. Not long after nestling in his boyfriend's arms, he fell asleep again. I don't know if it was because the effect of the medicine had expired, or because he was really sick this time. It was a little serious, and he started to have a fever again, and his body temperature was higher than before.

But the antipyretic medicine can only be taken once every four hours. He has just taken it for less than three hours, so he can't take the medicine anymore and can only carry it.

This sleep lasted until the next morning. When Ling Yun woke up, the fever seemed to subside a little, but he still had no strength. Not only was his head groggy, but his muscles were also aching unbearably.

He was hugged too tightly by the person next to him, and there was no room for him to move, so he could only lift his eyelids to look at the other person's face.

Ling Yun had a fever intermittently throughout the night, reaching 39°C at the highest point. Alonso was afraid to sleep, so he took his temperature at a fixed time, gave him another antipyretic and drank some water.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that Ling Yun's body temperature dropped to around 38°C that he couldn't bear it and fell asleep.

Even when he was asleep, he held Ling Yun tightly in his arms. There was almost no distance between the two of them. Only when Ling Yun tilted his head back could he see his face.However, all he saw was his beard.

Exquisite sportsmen usually pay great attention to their appearance, especially their beards, and spend more time on trimming and grooming their beards than hair and clothes combined.

After staying up almost all night last night, his crazy beard immediately became messy, looking very scribbled, and his whole person had a rough and decadent temperament.

Damn, this looks even more handsome, how can it be so handsome?I want to kiss him, but I can't, what should I do?

Ling Yun roared in his heart, but it was useless, he dared not even breathe, for fear of spreading bacteria and viruses.

He felt a little uncomfortable after staying in one position for too long, so he just moved slightly, and Alonso was fine, but without opening his eyes, he just tightened his arms and pressed his cheek against his forehead.

……

Ling Yun opened his mouth, his voice was so dry and hoarse that he couldn't make any sound, after struggling twice, the other party finally woke up.

"water……"

There was always clear water on the bedside table next to it. Alonso handed the water to his lips, and Ling Yun took it and poured it down with his head raised.

The cool liquid ran across his throat, and he felt a little better. He cleared his throat, and then urged: "Call Nick and ask him to take care of me. It's almost time. Go to the airport."

"I'll call Bosque (the head coach of the Spanish national team) in a while and go back tomorrow."

In fact, Alonso had already figured it out last night. The national team's match was on the weekend, and it was a friendly match, which meant that this week was all about training. It didn't make any difference if he went back one day earlier or later.

Although Ling Yun said to let Nick take care of him, Alonso was still worried, especially when he saw the man leaning in his arms last night when he was unconscious due to the persistent high fever, and he frowned when he was slightly separated.

Even if the young master is delicate and expensive, and there are countless people waiting to take care of him, he doesn't want to leave at this time.

"Don't, let's go quickly. My fever is gone. It's nothing serious." Although Ling Yun was happy in his heart, he still felt that it was inappropriate to do so. After all, it was the Spanish national team, not a club. As far as Long Suo is concerned, it may be the last international competition he can participate in. Ling Yun does not want to affect his position in the national team because of himself. The head coach is on leave.

Besides, what is the reason for asking for leave? My boyfriend is sick and needs to be taken care of by him?

Soon Nick came over. As soon as he came, the nanny, housekeeper, and doctor all came. After a while, Ling Yun received a call from home. Come and see him.

Ling Yun hurriedly told her not to come, but don't infect the two younger ones in the family.

There were a lot of people in the room, Nick turned around and patted Alonso on the shoulder thankfully: "Thank you for taking care of him last night, leave it to me here, you go to the airport, otherwise That's too late."

"..."

It seems impossible not to leave now, Alonso glanced at Ling Yun worriedly, the other party waved at him, he could only suppress the worried heart like an old father, and put on the suitcase out the door.

Nick was a little baffled behind him, why was his box taken out of the cloakroom in Ling Yun's room?

After everyone left, Ling Yun went to the bathroom to take a shower, Nick helped him get his clothes, walked into the cloakroom and the bathroom next to it, and it was not difficult to find traces of two people's life here.

After taking a shower, Ling Yun was a little exhausted, and his body temperature began to rise again. He was so uncomfortable, but he insisted on leaning against the head of the bed to let Nick report to him on work.

But Nick asked without end: "Why do I feel that there is another person living in this room?"

"Well," Ling Yun nodded naturally, "Didn't you just go to the airport?"

"No no no," Nick said, thinking he hadn't caught himself, and elaborated a bit more, "I mean... the bedroom."

"Ok, I know."

"!!!"

Nick was shocked, and looked at him like some rare animal: "You, you two..."

Ling Yun threw another bomb at him: "The two of us are in a relationship."

"!!!" Nick felt that his brain was struck by a shocking lightning, and he was temporarily paralyzed, "What are you doing?"

Ling Yun turned on his laptop, ready to deal with emails: "Dating!"

"How long?" Nick looked at him blankly.

"About half a year."

"I do not know how?"

Ling Yun rolled his eyes at him: "Do I need to report to you when I'm in love?"

That is naturally unnecessary, but as his personal assistant, the closest people around him have been kept a secret for half a year, and Nick is still a little frustrated: "But, which time did you fall in love and didn't tell me?"

Generally speaking, Nick will go through Ling Yun's emails for him first, and deal with those that are not important or that he can handle first, and only show them to him if he needs to read them or make a decision.

Ling Yun said impatiently: "Don't you know now? No one else knows except you."

"No," Nick sat beside him, "Didn't you like that before?" He gestured twice, and it was obvious that he wanted to say pure and tall fairies, "Now, the taste has changed too much gone."

"I like him right now." Ling Yun closed his notebook and turned his head to look at him, "Where are you talking so much nonsense, go, look at my itinerary for the past two weeks, and make an appointment for me to meet with Emirates Airlines Representatives meet."

In 2014, the contract between Arsenal and their jersey chest advertiser, Emirates Airlines, is about to expire. Both parties intend to renew the contract, but the specific sponsorship fees and contract terms need to be discussed.

For Arsenal's chest advertisement, the most impressive thing for Gunners fans must be the big O2 logo, which is the largest telecommunications company in the UK. It accompanied Arsenal through the 2003-2004 unbeaten championship season, but later, Emirates Airline The sponsorship fee given was twice that of O2. In order to make money and pay off debts, Arsenal had to give up their former partners and switch to a new love.

Their current jersey chest advertising sponsorship fee is 2000 million pounds, and Emirates prohibits Arsenal from selling sleeve advertisements in the terms of the contract. The focus of the negotiations between the two parties is not only money, but also the small area above the sleeves.

Naturally, Ling Yun would not let go of any opportunity to make money. Now that Arsenal has no shortage of champions and fans, he still worries that there will be no sponsors who come to them with money to advertise?

It is no exaggeration to say that once Emirates gives up on renewing its contract with Arsenal, there will be at least 30 sponsors from different countries and industries waiting in line to discuss cooperation with Arsenal.

The current problem is similar to the renewal cooperation with Nike last year, except that Arsenal are more confident and Emirates is more cautious. After all, after Arsenal won two championships in May this year, Nike has regretted it.

After all, Ling Yun is a young man with a good physique. Although the immune response is very strong when he is sick, he has a high fever repeatedly for two or three days. Once the fever subsides, he gets better in minutes. A good man who works overtime.

On the night of November 11th, after the Spanish national team played a friendly match with South Africa, the players disbanded on the spot and left the team separately.

Alonso did not leave Madrid that night because he had an interview the next day, but stayed in the hotel where he stayed for half a year last year.

As soon as he entered the hotel lobby, he received a call from Ling Yun. The two chatted about today's trivial matters in detail. Ling Yun asked on the other end of the phone, "Have you eaten the bowl of rice?"

Alonso walked into the elevator: "No, I ate something casually in the locker room after the game, and I will order it after I go back to the room."

Ling Yun had been sitting in the corner of the hotel lobby, dialed his cell phone when he saw the familiar figure coming in from the door, and watched him walk to the elevator at the back, then stood up and pressed the other phone next to him. elevator.

"What would you like to eat?"

When the elevator reached the top floor, Alonso walked towards his room and smiled at the other end of the phone: "I didn't think so."

"Well, let me help you think."

Ling Yun casually mentioned a few delicacies from the Basque Country, and then the elevator on his side reached the top floor.

"When you say that, I feel a little homesick."

Ling Yun walked out of the elevator, the soft and thick carpet absorbed the sound of his footsteps, but the voice of his voice was very clear in the corridor where only the two of them were in the front and back: "Then do you miss me?"

The two voices of radio waves and reality rang in his ears like stereo. Alonso turned his head and saw that the person he was thinking about every morning was standing at the other end of the corridor.

Ling Yun was still facing the phone, and asked persistently: "You haven't answered my question just now."

"Is it really necessary to ask this question?" Alonso took the phone away from his ear and opened his arms towards him.

But Ling Yun walked towards him slowly. Alonso waited for a few seconds, and seeing that he was still walking at a leisurely pace, he simply withdrew his arm and turned to open the door.

Only then did Ling Yun quicken his pace, and jumped onto his back from the past: "Hey, handsome guy, you're going too far."

Alonso carried him into the room: "What's wrong?"

"I flew all the way from London to accompany you. Is this how you treat me?"

Alonso threw him on the sofa and rushed over to press him: "What attitude do you want from me?"

Ling Yun raised his eyebrows: "Be more enthusiastic."

The enthusiasm of the Spaniards is not just a little, but a whole night.The next day, when Ling Yun opened his eyes, someone who was full of energy had already changed his clothes and was about to go out to work.

Ling Yun actually wanted to get up and go with him, but his body, which had been overindulged in sex last night, was still weak and weak, so he gave up this idea after struggling for half a second.

There was a knock on the door outside, and Alonso walked to the bed, leaned down and kissed his forehead, said softly, "Sleep a little longer," and closed the door to the living room.

The soundproofing of the hotel suite was very good, Ling Yun couldn't hear the conversation outside, but he knew without guessing that the person who knocked on the door must be Alonso's manager.

Ling Yun turned over and was covered with a quilt but couldn't fall asleep no matter what, so he just got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face, brush his teeth and shave, changed his clothes, opened the bedroom door and went out.

The two people outside were discussing the questions that need to be answered during today's interview. Ling Yun walked out unexpectedly and surprised Alonso's manager.

The agent's name is Ibanez, who served Alonso when he was still at Real Sociedad, and the two have been friends for more than ten years.

Ling Yun has a good impression of him, because in the matter of Alonso's transfer to Arsenal, the other party did not open his mouth to him like other player agents, knowing that he is eager to introduce players, asking for Big commissions.

At this time, the other party raised his head subconsciously when he heard the sound of the door opening, just in time to see Ling Yun coming out of the bedroom. Although this is the most luxurious suite in the hotel, there is only one master bedroom.

Early in the morning, a man, a man, came out of his client's bedroom, what happened?

Ibanez took a closer look and almost scared himself to death. He happened to know this person. Isn't he the Arsenal CEO who captured the hearts of thousands of fans?

Ling Yun nodded at him as a greeting, and said in a nonchalant tone: "You are busy, don't worry about me."

He made himself a cup of coffee, then sat in the chair by the French window and flipped through the newspaper.

Ibanez was astonished, and asked Alonso with his eyes what was going on?But the person next to him didn't pay attention to his confusion, but insisted on carefully reading all the questions and the answers he generally needed to give, then put together the information and put it on the coffee table and said: "I've finished reading it." , no big problem, just follow this.”

Ibanez was stunned for a while before nodding: "That's good, when are we going?"

"No hurry, just wait for me for a while."

Alonso stood up, walked to the other side and sat down beside Ling Yun, and the two chatted in a low voice.Looking at the past from Ibanez's point of view, I can only see the backs of the two people talking together. I can't hear what they said, but the feeling is very intimate.

Then, Alonso stood up, leaned down and exchanged a kiss with Ling Yun, and then came over and said to him: "Let's go."

The two got into the car, and Ibañez was hesitant to speak along the way. Alonso was worried that he was distracted while driving, so he smiled and explained to him: "Ask what you want."

"You..." The words were on the verge of his mouth and he couldn't ask, Ibañez suddenly thought that it had been more than a year since Alonso moved to Arsenal, but in the first two months he mentioned to him that he wanted to see the house. Then there was no movement, "You seem to be still living in that Boss Xiao Ling's house."

"Yes."

Ibanez then asked, "Is the house ready?"

"I have no plans to buy a house in London at the moment."

"..."

Seeing that he couldn't ask the key point for a long time, Alonso simply gave him the answer: "We have been together for half a year."

"My God, I remember today is your birthday, not April Fool's Day."

Alonso glanced at him: "I'm not joking with you. In fact, last year, which was also my birthday, I think he expressed my thoughts, and it took him half a year to respond to me."

Ibanez frowned, and responded carefully: "Why? We have known each other for more than ten years, and I never knew that you..."

"No," Alonso interrupted him calmly, "it's just him. When I arrived at Arsenal, he gave me the highest weekly salary in the team and left me the legendary Arsenal No. 14 jersey. He even gave me the captain's armband. He always said I wouldn't regret coming to Arsenal and he would give me the chance to show the world that I'm no better than another midfielder named 'Xavi' Difference."

He suddenly remembered something, so he laughed: "Did I tell you the first time I met him, when he was not the CEO of Arsenal, in a coffee shop in the old town of Ibiza, he To me, I'm the best midfielder of his era."

Listening to the old man's show of affection really makes one's teeth sore, he babbles endlessly, and he himself is addicted to it.

Ling Yun ate something in the room, then called back to London to deal with some work matters, and finally found out that he was here to celebrate his boyfriend's birthday, and it was too boring to stay alone in the hotel.

So a text message was sent, asking for a location.

The shooting location was at the Intercontinental Hotel. When Ling Yun arrived, Alonso was shooting the cover of "GQ" magazine. He wore the simplest black suit and white shirt, but he had the elegant temperament of an elite.

After shooting the cover, "GQ" magazine even awarded him an award for the best athlete of the year.

Standing in the corner, Ling Yun felt that his boyfriend was very handsome, so he couldn't help but took out his phone and frantically took pictures.

Suddenly someone from behind patted him on the shoulder. Ling Yun turned around and found that it was a small girl. The other party had an angry expression on her face, but when she saw clearly the face under his hat, she instantly showed a shy smile. : "Sorry, you can't take pictures here."

"Sorry, I'll delete her now."

Ling Yun took out his phone and immediately wanted to delete the photos, but the other party stopped him: "You can keep one, as long as you don't send it out."

It was already the interview session. Alonso and the reporter sat face to face. According to the usual practice, the other party cared about his training and life in the club and the national team, especially the different feelings of playing for three different giant clubs.

After a few questions, I got into the main point: "In the list of the Golden Globe Awards just announced, you and Ronaldo Messi entered the top three. We all know that in the past many years, your highest ranking in the Golden Globe Awards is No. Ten, this time the ranking has improved a lot, do you have any special feelings?"

"No." Alonso replied frankly.

This answer surprised the reporter and made sense. Since his debut at the Royal Society, he has always had such a personality. He is low-key and introverted. Feeling frustrated, not to mention just entering the top three, even if he won the Golden Globe, he would not be so excited about it.

The reporter asked again: "We know that today is your 32nd birthday. Since you moved to Arsenal, it seems that you have really ushered in the peak of your personal career. What do you think about this?"

Alonso gave him an elegant and calm smile: "I think I am still young, and there are still many years in my prime."

"..."

After all the interviews were over, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon, and the two rushed to the airport non-stop, and flew back to London that day.

Ling Yun made a reservation for the restaurant for dinner, and when he arrived at the place, Alonso found out that this was the one they had visited a year ago, the roof and walls were covered with flowers and vines, and there was firewood burning in the fireplace With the sound of crackling, the candles on the table emit a little soft and warm fire light, and the romantic and warm atmosphere is just right.

Ling Yun said: "I haven't prepared the gift yet, can I give it to you in a few days?"

This reason sounds perfunctory, but Alonso doesn't mind: "It doesn't matter, what gift I want, I will ask for it myself."

These words sounded to have no deep meaning, Ling Yun replied very face-saving: "Come on."

After the international match day, Arsenal once again entered the devil's schedule, the Champions League plus the league, they will face Liverpool, Borussia Dortmund, Manchester United and Naples four strong enemies within 18 days.

In the middle of the season, the weather turned cold, the players entered a state of exhaustion, the club ushered in a wave of injuries, and the schedule was still hellish. The outside world couldn't wait to see Arsenal overturn.

Arsenal's first opponent is Liverpool. This year's Red Army is much stronger than last year. This time they did not fall behind. No.3 is only 1 point behind.

The night before the game, the team stayed at the Kearney training base together. Ling Yun had already discovered a problem. The two French teenagers he just bought didn't seem to like to communicate with others.

Kanter is a really honest person, when you talk to him, he will smile at you with big white teeth, he is innocent and innocent, those kids love to play tricks on people, whether it is playing table tennis or playing cards, but Ling Yun There are words first, who dares to bully Kanter, drag him out and beat him to death.

Moreover, there was another very interesting thing that made Ling Yun admire Kanter with admiration.

Arsenal's financial director Silverstone told Ling Yun that they originally suggested that Kanter use an offshore company to collect part of his salary and his personal portrait rights fees, which can reduce tax expenses.

Every club, every player is doing it.Although Kanter's income at Arsenal is not high now, no one knows what will happen in the future. Ling Yun knows that the players he signed back will all become members of their respective national teams in a few years. The main force, especially these French players.

However, this matter was firmly rejected by Kanter!

The reason is that he only wants a clean salary, and has read a lot of tax reports on player salaries and income from portrait rights. He believes that sooner or later the British tax department will investigate as strictly as the Spanish tax department. risk.

Then Kanter bared his big white teeth and said to Ling Yun that he planned to give up playing football last year and had already passed the accounting qualification certificate.

Ling Yun: "..."

Boss Xiaoling thought to himself: "That's fine. If you don't want to play football, I'll hire you to work in Arsenal's financial department."

Compared with another kid, Kanter is actually pretty good, he is more gregarious, and from time to time he will engage in some entertainment activities with his teammates. For example, he often sits by the window with Giroud and plays chess. Ling Yun played with them a few times, Later, because his level was too high, those two refused to participate.

Another of their French compatriots appeared to be much "cold".

In fact, Varane is a very polite young man. Whether it is training or competition, he has a good communication with his teammates. It can be seen that he is a young man who has been well educated since he was a child.

However, Ling Yun noticed early in the morning that he rarely appeared in the entertainment area of ​​the dormitory building, and he never played with his teammates. Occasionally, he just sat quietly in the reception area outside and read a book.

For this non-sticky kid, Ling Yun was more or less curious, and thought of going over to take a look from time to time, and was surprised to find that the other party didn't know he was just reading books, but also doing exercises!

This is really a top student, no wonder Zidane dared to hang up the phone in order to review and prepare for the college entrance examination.

It is said that Varane had already received an offer from a well-known French university, but Zidane successfully persuaded him to go to Madrid, so he completely gave up his studies.

Ling Yun sat down opposite him, looked at the textbooks and exercises, and found that the other party was reading books about economics.

He thought for a while and asked, "Do you still want to go to school?"

Varane obviously seldom chatted with his boss in private, and he was a little cautious. He nodded: "I thought about it, but I hesitated. After all, training and competition are my main work. In addition, I also need every day. Ensure good rest, there is not much time to study."

Ling Yun nodded in agreement: "It is true, so you need to think clearly. It is very difficult to balance training, competition and studies. You need quite strong perseverance and time management skills."

The two looked at each other across the table, and Varane was a little confused. For a while, he couldn't understand what the boss meant. Did he want him to give up his studies and focus on football like other coaches or club managers, or was he encouraging him? Be brave and try to challenge yourself to do both.

Ling Yun seemed to see through his thoughts, and with a smile on his brow, he stretched out his hand and clicked on a certain multiple-choice question: "Supporting the government's policy of reducing unemployment should belong to microeconomics."

Varane glanced down, and his choice was "correlation with causality."

Ling Yun continued: "Football is just your job. There are many people in this society who balance work and study at the same time. Why can't you?"

The child who had always seemed a little cautious finally laughed: "I enjoy the training very much, and at the same time, I also enjoy the fun of learning."

Ling Yun thought to himself, what fun can there be in studying?Isn't it good to sleep and watch dramas and play games?With the calmness of the boss on his face, he said to him: "I believe that you will stay in London for many years. As long as you are willing to devote time and effort, it is not difficult to obtain a degree after training and competition."

Hearing the support from the boss with his own ears, this time Varane showed a happy smile that fit his age: "Thank you, boss."

"Coach Wenger and I both major in economics. If you need help with any questions, you can come to us at any time. You should think about it carefully. If you decide, come to me. I can provide you with information on several universities in London."

"I've already made up my mind..." Varane just started talking, when the mobile phone on the table rang. It was his girlfriend who was studying in Paris. He smiled at Ling Yun shyly. : "Sorry, I need to answer a call."

Ling Yun nodded, got up and left, and patted the other person on the shoulder when he passed by: "I will have Nick give you the information as soon as possible. London is a good place, and you will definitely like living here."