Chu Zhongtian did not end up saying goodbye to his teammates, and the coaches said goodbye in the locker room. He said nothing, but he politely declined Qiao Xilin's enthusiastic invitation.

When he changed his clothes and walked out of the locker room, the sky was getting darker. It was almost seven o'clock.

As soon as he walked out of the King's Ranch, someone came towards him: "Can I talk to you, Chu?"

The teammates who followed him all laughed. They were not unfamiliar with this scene in the past three months - Chu Zhongtian became famous, so naturally all kinds of people would come to him. Some people wanted to ask for an autograph or take a photo; some people wanted to interview him; some people promoted themselves and wanted to become his agent; in fact, the most people came were scouts from various teams... Chu Zhongtian looked at his teammates who were winking at him, and then said to the stranger helplessly: "Okay, but I'm still in a hurry to go back..."

"I don't think it will take long. My name is Lee Newton, and I'm a Chelsea scout."

Chelsea?!

Chu Zhongtian suspected that he had heard it wrong.

No Premier League club has ever asked him before. He thought those Premier League teams were not interested in him, but who would have thought that the first Premier League team to find him was actually Chelsea's level... "Uh, sorry, Mr. Newton... I remember Chelsea's head coach Ranieli said that he was not interested in me in an interview before..." Chu Zhongtian saw this news when watching TV news. He remembered Ranieli said similar words. He couldn't remember what the exact words were, but the meaning was not bad.

"That's what he said after the game is over. You know, a person's ideas are always changing." Mr. Newton laughed. "To be honest, Chu. Our boss is very interested in you after watching the game between you and our team. I think other teams still have doubts about your abilities, but we feel more intuitively."

He refers to the fourth round of the FA Cup match between Wimbledon and Chelsea away. No wonder they were the first to come to the door. Obviously, their understanding of Chu Zhongtian's strength is more intuitive and first-hand.

You should know that Chu Zhongtian scored two goals in that game and eliminated Chelsea. Every performance he performed in that game was analyzed by Chelsea scouts.

"But we have to make sure that it is your usual performance or your super-level performance. So I was sent to follow and observe your game and training. Trust me, not only me, but other team scouts are there."

Chu Zhongtian really didn't expect that in the past two months, there have been Premier League team scouts in the crowd in the stands... He once felt that his performance made Premier League clubs look down on him.

What words should be used to describe his feelings of knowing the truth?

surprise?

happy?

Or something else… “I watched all the games you have since played against us, including the draw and the FA Cup losing to Millwall. Want to hear my comments, Chu?”

Chu Zhongtian nodded: "Please speak, Mr. Newton."

The opponent is a professional scout, and they have seen countless people. Judging a player's ability and potential is their job. When it comes to their own evaluation, no one can be more professional than them, even a coach.

"I think you are very talented."

The first sentence was to praise, but Chu Zhongtian did not express his happiness. He knew that if he was praised at the beginning, it meant that there were generally no good things to say later. If he was scolded at the beginning, he would definitely give him a candy in the end.

"You have experience in defense, but your talent is mainly reflected in controlling the game. I think you are very, very talented in this regard. But your problem is..."

Here comes!

"...Your skills are not very good, at least not match your current position and task, but this is not the main problem. After all, you have been training in amateur teams, and such training level is not high. As long as you have high-level training, your skills will be improved. I think your biggest problem is not technology, but experience. You still lack experience in playing against professional teams, which can be seen from your performance in the game against Millwall."

Newton talked freely and analyzed Chu Zhongtian's strengths and weaknesses from a professional perspective. Chu Zhongtian listened carefully. These things were rarely told to him before. He has always been exploring and moving forward. Although Russell can teach himself in technical training, he is not a coach after all. He does not know what a player needs most during training. Eames is a coach, but after all, his level is limited and he cannot further improve Chu Zhongtian's personal ability. He can only start with basic training.

"You will be at a loss when facing the defense of two A-level players, which is a proof of lack of experience. After all, you have been playing in the amateur league and your opponent is too weak... Confronting them will not help you improve. If you continue playing here, I promise that no matter how talented you are, you will never be able to play in the professional league."

Chu Zhongtian knew that what scout Mr. Newton was right. If he started playing again with the goal of playing professional leagues, he would not have chosen to compete in Wimbledon. The level of the ninth league is indeed too low... After playing for a long time, his entire level will decline.

"Now your team has been upgraded in advance. I think the next game is no longer important, so it is time to talk to you. I am more optimistic about your future, but the premise is that you will receive regular professional training and participate in regular professional competitions now. Otherwise... I think in another year, there will be no more professional teams interested in you, Chu. Are you twenty years old? This age is already considered a big deal for professional players. You are no longer a young player. You have lost a golden age for growth...What were you doing during that time, Chu?"

"Uh..." Chu Zhongtian was not easy to answer. From the age of sixteen to eighteen, he was studying in high school and never touched football.

Newton sighed: "What a pity... If you have been trained by our Chelsea since you were a child, I promise you will become a top star..."

"What about now?"

"You can become a professional player." Newton smiled at Chu Zhongtian. "The premise is to leave Wimbledon now and come to Chelsea."

After saying that, he looked at Chu Zhongtian and waited for Chu Zhongtian's answer.

There was no one at the entrance of the King's Ranch. His teammates left one after another. The sky was dim and the street lights at the entrance of the alley were lit one after another.

Chu Zhongtian thought of a question: "I am very grateful to Chelsea for being interested in me, but Mr. Newton... I am Chinese."

"I don't have the problem of racism," Newton raised his hand and explained. "It doesn't matter which country you are from, what matters is that you have talent, Chu."

"Uh... you misunderstood, Mr. Newton." Chu Zhongtian knew he was thinking wrongly. "I am a non-EU player, and my country does not accept dual nationality, so I cannot become a British. If I want to join Chelsea, I am afraid I will not be able to obtain a labor certificate..."

"This is not a problem, do you know Dong?" Newton asked.

Chu Zhongtian nodded. Of course, he knew that it was Dong Fangzhuo, the first player in Chinese football to join a giant team.

"When he signed with Manchester United, he didn't have a labor certificate. Manchester United looked at his present, but his future. We are the same. We value not your present, but your future, so we don't require you to play for the team now. In fact, with your current ability, you are not qualified to play in the first team of Chelsea... Sorry, I'm a little straightforward."

Chu Zhongtian shook his head and didn't mind the other party saying this. He himself knew that playing at Chelsea next season? That was a fantasy, a daydream, and it was absolutely impossible.

"So we signed a contract with you to train you. We will rent you out to allow you to receive training in the game, and at the same time find a way to apply for a labor certificate for you. I think... as long as you can play games on other teams and join your national team, the labor certificate should not be a problem."

In theory, this is... Chu Zhongtian's intuition told him that things are not that simple. But when a team like Chelsea expressed interest in you, can you consider other things?

Chu Zhongtian didn't expect that there would be a Premier League team that really would like him, and it was a top team like Chelsea... He felt like he was hit by five million when he went out.

But will you agree immediately now?

Although Chu Zhongtian was excited, he was not stupid.

Besides, his mother... I don't know what she thought.

"I'm very grateful to the Chelsea Club for their appreciation for me, but it's not a small matter, Mr Newton."

Newton nodded: "Yes, I know, this is definitely not a small thing, it's about your future."

"So, can I think about it for a few days?"

Newton took out his business card and handed it over: "Okay, no problem. This is my business card. If you think it through, you can call me. My phone will not turn off for 24 hours."

Lee Newton was about to say goodbye, and suddenly he remembered something again: "I don't know if there will be other clubs looking for you. But I hope you know, Chu. I'm not a personal action. Every word I say to you represents the Chelsea club. After more than two months of observation, we think you are worth investing in. So as long as you agree, there's no problem."

Chu Zhongtian nodded, which means that the decision lies with him.

"Thank you, Mr. Newton."

"This is what you have won by yourself. Don't thank me, Chu. Goodbye, I hope I can wait for your good news." After saying this, Chelsea's scout Lee Newton waved goodbye.

※※※When Chu Zhongtian returned to the apartment, it was almost eight o'clock. Yang Yang was so hungry that he was about to go out for dinner. He asked when he saw Chu Zhongtian coming back.

Chu Zhongtian told him the whole story of his encounter with Chelsea scouts.

He was stunned at first, and then hugged Chu Zhongtian happily: "That's great! Haha! That's great! Big Chu!"

"Hey..." Chu Zhongtian was caught off guard. Fortunately, he was strong, otherwise he would have been knocked to the ground by him.

"What are you doing so happy, Lao Yang..."

"What I support is Chelsea! Now my friend may go to Chelsea. Why am I not happy? He supports his team and you, killing two birds with one stone. How great is it! Haha!"

Yang Yang said excitedly.

Then he grabbed Chu Zhongtian and was about to go out.

"Hey, what's this for..."

"I treat you to a meal to celebrate your favor by Chelsea! Don't disagree, Da Chu. There are so many football players in China and so many professional players, but none of them can be favored by Chelsea! It's your luck to be favored by Chelsea, and it also shows your strength! Of course, we need to celebrate this kind of thing well!"

Seeing him so excited and sincerely happy for himself, Chu Zhongtian knew that no matter what he was doing in the future, Yang Yang would be his best friend.

"You have to let me change my clothes..." Chu Zhongtian couldn't refuse.

After having a meal of dumplings with Yang Yang in Mike China, Chu Zhongtian went to work in Wimbledon bar after celebrating.

He did not tell the people in the bar about Chelsea coming to him, not to treat them as outsiders, but to feel that he has not made up his mind yet, so it is better not to speak up everywhere.

But he could still feel that the people in the bar looked at him with a unique look. Did they know?

Chu Zhongtian quickly denied this idea - when he left the stadium, there were only players left in Kings Ranch, and the fans were completely gone. When he and Mr. Newton were talking about things there, there was no one around, and they couldn't know what was going on.

Maybe it was because they were upgraded in advance, which made them so excited... Chu Zhongtian thought so.

When he was not busy, he lowered his head to read books and planned to do some tutoring his homework.

But he found that he couldn't see it. As soon as he lowered his head, his mind was filled with scenes that happened in the day that was about to pass.

Today was a wonderful day for him. His team defeated his opponent on this day and obtained the qualification to upgrade in advance. On this day, he lost his first kiss and kissed a girl who had always had a good impression but didn't know what kind of love it was. At the same time, he was about to part with her forever. It was on this day that he received the invitation from a Premier League club for the first time in his life. His potential was finally recognized by the top football. The door to another world that he had longed for a long time but later closed with his own hands seemed to slowly open in front of him again.

How could he be able to read books with peace of mind after so many things happened in this day?

Chelsea's invitation, Emily's words were entangled in his mind.

——We have observed you for two months and are very optimistic about your talent and potential.

——Become a big star, I will know where to find you, Chu.

Suddenly my mother's voice jumped into my mind again.

——Your dad and I worked hard to make money and save money, and you studied in the UK, not played football!

The distressed Chu Zhongtian touched a pound coin in his pocket. Maybe he should throw a coin once? Believe in his intuitive judgment?

But he thought of what he had said to Emily under the same circumstances: "I have to choose which way to go."

"Chu."

A voice temporarily pulled him out of the quagmire of distress.

"Boss?" Chu Zhongtian looked up at Boss John who was busy standing beside him. He had been distracted for the past while he was distracted... "I'll help you, boss..."

"No. You seem to be a little worried. Why is this? We just upgraded in advance. Logically, this should be a good thing. You should be happy about it. Why are you worried?"

"Uh, I'm not worried, boss..."
To be continued...