The most low-key superstar

Chapter 2
This afternoon, the weather looked good, and Nicole put the gear in his backpack and rode his newly bought bicycle to the nearby London Metropolitan University.Fortunately, it’s not far from home, and it’s only ten minutes away. Fortunately, there are a lot of people playing football in the stadium. Nickel decided to observe first, “Dog shit, a group of dog shit, do they also call it playing football?” Nickel felt cheated, a place that would never be visited by scouts, unless some poor guy got kicked in the head by a donkey.

Nicole pushed the bicycle, muttering something in his mouth, and walked out with an expression of indignation.

When approaching the door, he was stopped by a tall young man, "Excuse me, are you Nicole Williams?"

"Yes, is something wrong?"

"You're that Nickle from Chelsea?"

"Ex-Chelsea," Nickell corrected.

"Great, come with me, time is running out." The young man pulled up Nicole and ran out the door.

"Hey, what are you doing? Who are you?" Obviously Nickel was very dissatisfied with the other party's behavior, a little angry, and shook off the other party's hand vigorously.

Seeing the hostility on Nicole's face, the tall man quickly explained, "I'm sorry, my name is Kerry Jones, and I'm the captain of the school football team, but time is really tight, shall we discuss it carefully in the car? Please." is you."

"What about my car?"

"Leave it to me, don't worry, I've been working here for almost 40 years, and I'm a professional." The old guard at the school took the bicycle and winked at Nicole. "Behave well, boys."

In desperation, Nicole followed Kerry into the bus. There were already many people on the bus, and they applauded when they saw Nicole coming up.

"Mr. Kerry Jones"

"Call me Kerry." Jones watched as Nickel held out his hand.

"Okay, as you wish, Carrie, I think, you can talk to me about what happened now?" Nickel is more or less on track now, he's not stupid after all.

"Nicole, I'm Danny Lee, the coach of the school football team." At this time, someone beside him said, "The thing is, today is the day when we are playing against the University of the Arts London. I saw you when we were about to start, and I recognize you, sorry, we were a little rude due to time."

Nicole shrugged, "It's okay."

"Nicole, I would like to ask, how is your recovery? Are you able to participate in the competition? I hope you can take this issue seriously, it is very important to us." Mr. Coach looked at Nicole and asked eagerly, at the same time Everyone else in the car stared at Nicole too, afraid of hearing a frustrating answer.

"There is no problem, and I am recovering now. Of course, it may be difficult to compare prices in too fierce a game." Nickel considered his own words.

"Great, we would like to invite you to join our school team, is that ok?"

"But I'm not a student at City University, I'm just here for a walk."

There was silence in the bus, and no one expected to appear in the city university, not necessarily the students of this school.

When everyone was silent, the bus driver shouted at the rear-view mirror, "Then join now!"

"Yes, join now," said A supportively.

"Danny, you have 10 minutes to go through the enrollment procedures."

"Nicole, join now!"

Nicole looked at Danny Lee with a smile, secretly happy in his heart. It must be a good feeling to be able to go to a British university. The most important thing is that he can play football. The school team will not be too bad.

Coach Li clenched his fist, as if he had made up his mind, he took out his phone and dialed, "Hi, Miss Grace, I'm Danny Lee, yes, the coach of the school football team, that's it Yes, we have a new player here, yes, formerly a professional Chelsea player, he is not yet a student at our school, we have a game coming up, and he has to play for this game. Okay, thank you so much, his name is Nicole .Williams, Londoner, 18 years old, Nicole, tell Miss Grace about your information"

When Nicole put down the phone, he had become a student of the Department of Philosophy at London Metropolitan University, 'Day, it's so efficient, it's too exaggerated'.

In fact, the distance between the two schools is not far. Soon the bus drove into the stadium of the University of the Arts. In the locker room, the coach watched the players change their clothes. The assistant coach handed the No. 20 jersey to Nicole. Captain Jones came over and took Holding his number 10, he handed it to Nicole, "here's this one for you, you deserve it".The other players watched silently, and no one spoke, including members of the coaching staff.

Nickel smiled, but didn't take it, and said in a low voice, "I still like the number 20. The pressure on number 10 is too great. I don't want to be crushed before I play. Look, Mr. Captain."

Jones shook his head, smiled, didn't say anything, turned around and continued to organize his equipment.Everyone relaxed, and Nichol saw it and knew that he was a newcomer. Although he had the halo of a professional player, he also knew that he would not stay here for a long time, but he didn't want to spoil the relaxed atmosphere here. The tradition is everywhere, and everyone must abide by the rules. Although there are no express regulations, it does not mean that you can challenge arbitrarily. You need to use your own strength and performance to change.

The assistant coach opened the door, clapped his hands, and shouted loudly, "Boys, move up, warm up, warm up fully, hurry up, and watch out I kick your ass." Nickel and his teammates rushed out yelling. The moment he stepped onto the turf, Nicole felt his heartbeat suddenly quickened, and he felt that he was a fighter who returned to the battlefield after recovering from his injuries. He was full of strength and couldn't wait to fight.

After returning to the locker room, the players were changing into clean jerseys, and the head coach described the arrangement and requirements of the game on the tactical whiteboard, urging things to pay attention to. Finally, Coach Danny looked at Nickel and said, "Nick Well, you shouldn't be playing so soon, but this game is too important, we have to take risks, if you feel any discomfort, don't insist, get off immediately, you understand?"

"Yes, Boss, you know, I'm used to being called 'Boss'" Nickel felt a little concern, heartfelt concern, and he was a little moved. "Also, boss, what is my mission on the field? Please forgive me. I haven't played for a long time. When I think of myself going to play, I get so excited. I didn't remember anything just now, haha."

Everyone was overwhelmed. I didn't expect that Nickel had such a cute side. Mr. Danny had a dark face and said with a wry smile, "Today we are playing 442. In fact, you are the only striker. At most, Kerry will support you in the midfield. The front mainly depends on you seizing the opportunity yourself. After all, the opponent has 4 quasi-professional players. In terms of strength, there is a big gap with us. Do you understand now?"

"Quasi-professional player, what do you mean?" Nichol now understands that the emotional family has pinned all their hopes on him alone. The goal is to become a professional player, and of course to become a professional player again.

"There are two Tottenham youth team members in the University of the Arts team, one from West Ham United and one from Crystal Palace. They are all youth players. It is no accident that they will get professional contracts soon." Jones replied .

"I see, thank you." Nicole paid attention to these, and he wanted to compete with these people to test his ability.

At this time, the door opened, and the staff came to inform that it was time to play, and the people from the Art University were already waiting. At this time, Jones waved his hand, "Brothers, let's go." Go at the end of the line.

(End of this chapter)