Chapter 7 He doesn’t like me
In the hotel's top-floor gym, Xia Xing had just finished his training session at Dongwu.
Even if the contract was formally signed, Xia Xing still did not relax his strict demands.
He knows very well that he has many shortcomings.
It's not as strong as the Europeans, so that's a disadvantage.
Since I have not received top-level football training since I was a child, some basic skills also need to be strengthened.
Now that he is 18 years old, he must work hard against time to get what he wants.
The outdoor physical training at Dongwu ended, and after dinner, Xia Xing returned to the room as soon as possible.
"Virtual Arena" is on!
Xia Xing will not waste a moment of the two hours of virtual arena time.
In reality, he had already exhausted a lot of energy during the Dongwu training, but there, he was full of energy again.
Every time he plays with Zidane and Henry, he can feel that he is improving.
This does not negate the virtual improvement brought by the system plug-in, but does not negate the actual progress.
Zidane's ball control and passing methods, Henry's dribbling and shooting skills have all made Xia Xing a great improvement.
And adjusting Zidane and Henry to the wrong leg will make Xia Xing feel a strong sense of oppression.
Does that disqualify the superstar as a deterrent?
My physical strength has been very good since Xiao Xia Xing, and the system marked "physical fitness score 90 points", which is very appropriate.
I played at full capacity for 120 minutes in the "Virtual Arena" and took a 15-minute break in between.
Xia Xing was covered in stinky sweat and felt extremely refreshed!
The pleasure of exercise is unparalleled!
At the end of the two hours, the "virtual arena" exits. In reality, only two minutes have passed.
Take a shower and fuck in bed.
It's very early now, and Xia Xing didn't go to bed early.
He entered the system again and reviewed the previous game.
Use the imperial perspective to look back at the passing routes and methods of Zidane and Henry just now.
Looking at his own running position again, he shook his head repeatedly.
Is it really too bad? There is too much room for improvement.
Enter the system training every night, and then review the game from the emperor's perspective and conduct tactical analysis.
This has set the pace for Xia Xing’s current and future continued efforts.
If you want to achieve inhuman achievements, you must persist in inhuman hardships.
What's more, I really need to work hard to make up for my previous shortcomings and take advantage of the situation later.
That night, the lights of Leicester City were bright.
No one knows that there is an Oriental boy who is trying his best to break out of his cocoon and be reborn.
At nine o'clock the next day, Xia Xing received a call from Leicester City Club.
Immediately in the east building, a car was already waiting.
Leicester City treats players on loan from friendly clubs with high respect.
After a ten-minute drive, the car stopped east of the Leicester City Club's office building.
Xia Xing followed the staff's guidance and came outside an office on the third floor.
Knock lightly on the door, get a response, and step inside.
Standing in front of him was a middle-aged man in a suit and tie. Although he was born and raised in England, he did not have the rigid appearance of an Englishman.
"Hi, xia, nice to meet me. He is Steve Walsh, Head of Recruitment of Leicester City Club. I can call him Steve."
Xia Xing smiled and said: "I'm fine, Mr. Walsh. Nice to see me."
Walsh looked at the young man in front of him with interest.
Although I have seen Xia Xing in videos of exhibition games before, this is not the first time I have seen him in person.
As someone who has worked hard in the business world for many years, Walsh may not be flattering when he looks at players, but he also has a very vicious eye when looking at people.
After watching one of Xia Xing's exhibition games, Walsh made some of his own judgments about Xia Xing's character.
Although that young man looks low-key and calm on the outside, he is very competitive in his heart.
The two circus-like stops and passes in that game won applause from the audience and earned him the opportunity to come on as a substitute.
Seize the opportunity and show yourself with all your strength.
That's a character that Walsh likes very much.
And just now, although Walsh allowed Xia Xing to stir up "Steve", Xia Xing did not.
He politely called him "Director Walsh."
This is not a rigid sense of distance, but a very polite way of handling it.
After all, Xia Xing doesn't know what his personality is, so it's better to call him normal.
From that point of view, that young man is not simple!
Walsh nodded, asked his secretary to make a cup of Chinese black tea for Xia Xing, and then started signing the contract.
Since it was just a rental contract, there was no signing ceremony.
After signing the loan contract, Walsh smiled and patted Xia Xing on the shoulder.
"Young man, is Leicester City a humane club? I will be there. If I can help the team succeed in reaching the Premier League, maybe their relationship will last more than a year. Okay, he took me there.
Nigel’s office, I’ll go and talk to him, after all, he’s the one who decides about the future.”
Xia Xing knew that the Nigel that Walsh was talking about was Leicester City coach Nigel Pearson.
Logically speaking, the head coach should show up at that signing ceremony.
If something happens and you can't come, you should at least make a phone call or something.
But it has been three days since Xia Xing came to Leicester City until tomorrow, and Pearson has not contacted him at all, including his team.
Xia Xing knew that he was definitely in trouble.
It's useless to think too much. You just need to be strong enough. Let alone Pearson, even if you don't support Ferguson or Mourinho, you will be wrong about your own ambition.
Walsh walked Xia Xing to the corner of the second floor and pointed to the third office on the dark side.
"My new coach is there, let me go."
"Thank you, Director Walsh."
"Good luck to me."
Xia Xing quickly gathered his emotions and walked towards the office.
"Dong dong dong!"
"Come in!"
There was some impatience in his voice.
Xia Xing pushed the door open and entered the house, and saw two people walking inside.
He had done his homework before coming here. Although he had never met, he knew the two people in front of him.
"Coach Pearson, Coach Shakespeare, we're good. Is he coming from Manchester United for the summer trip? Please give me some advice."
Assistant coach Craig Shakespeare smiled and stood up to say hello.
He is slightly chubby and looks like an honest person who is easy to get along with.
"Xia, hello, welcome to Leicester City."
Unlike Shakespeare's enthusiasm, Pearson seems very cold.
The room he chose was dark, and the outside was filled with a cold atmosphere, as if he was not a living person, but a machine focused on football.
At this moment, he looked carefully at the young man in front of him from head to toe, his brows furrowed, and he seemed to be in a low mood.
And the first words he spoke made Xia Xing's heart tremble.
"Xia, he doesn't like beating around the bush, he just says what he has to say.
"To be honest, he doesn't like me."
(End of chapter)
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