After moving from Liverpool's local development group to the elite group, the little guy needs to play football with outstanding young people from all over the world.

His goals have also been reduced from 7.3 goals per game to 1.9 goals per game.

Faced with this situation, the little guy always asked the coach for advice optimistically and patiently, without any frustration due to the decline in data.

On the contrary, the players who train together can see his bright smiling face.

Sometimes, he even comforts those big brothers in bad condition.

Although he himself hasn't found the right way.

In just a few months, he has become the most popular child at the youth training base.

Of course, it is undeniable that he is still the excellent genius, and it just takes time to adapt.

As the little guy grows day by day, his progress becomes visible to the naked eye.

But at this moment,

Stephen Parker felt a little uncomfortable with his left leg after one training session.

Just the next day, I suddenly couldn't walk.

After examination, he was diagnosed with rare cancer of Juventus sarcoma.

His idol is the team's main striker Suarez, but Lindy, as the captain, is also his favorite player.

After hearing the story told by Daglish, Lindy felt regret and sympathy in her heart.

A Liverpool boy with such a good character and talent.

At the age of 10, he was hit and tortured by the disease. How sad and sad he should be.

Follow Daglish into Pure White's ward.

Looking at the thin man on the bed, he was lying quietly on the hospital bed, motionless.

Lindi felt that at this moment, the world was all dark.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

He is only 10 years old, he is still a child, a child who only likes football.

Lindi gradually felt a little uncomfortable.

Daglish told Lindy that the child might have only had the last few months.

Yes, God is so unfair.

One of the most talented children at Liverpool's youth training base may have to leave Anfield forever.

Before Lindy could say hello, Parker smiled and shouted:

"captainlin! Ah haha, dady! Look, it's Lindy!"

Although there was a tube inserted on his nose, this did not affect the bright smile on the child's face at all.

It's just like the joy he was still running on the court.

It seems that this disease has never appeared.

For a moment, the entire dark world became brighter under his smiling face.

Lindy's eyes turned red in an instant.

I opened my mouth, and I thought about comforting the road but got stuck in my throat and couldn't say it anyway.

Daglish turned his head directly, tears in his eyes.

Seeing the two of them like this, Parker naturally understood.

"Please don't cry, my mother told me that people will go to heaven after they die. When they get there, my left leg will not hurt." He thought for a while, and it seemed that something was missing:

"By the way, there is no need to take very bitter medicine there, I can play football happily."

"Well, if I play well, God will reward me, and then I can go back to my mother's belly and become their child again."

"So, don't cry anymore, you're all adults, don't always let me comfort you."

Listening to the child's words, Daglish's tears even fell.

Lindy raised her head and widened her eyes, preventing tears from falling.

How could there be such a sensible child?

After adjusting his emotions, Lindy slowly came to his bedside, "You are right, Liverpool needs a striker like you."

He grabbed the thin little hand, and the needle eye visible to the naked eye made Lindy's tears roll in his eyes again. He said with a more swallowing voice: "I've watched your game video, and I think God will definitely like it."

Lindy's slightly trembling hand was held by another thin little hand, and Stephen Parker's face still had a smile, as if he was comforting the frustrated big brothers in the youth training camp: "Lindy, don't cry for me, I am already the lucky Liverpool player in the world, boss said..."

He hesitated for a moment, as if worried that such a title would offend Daglish, and asked timidly and politely: "Sir, can I call you that?"

"Of course, of course, my child." Daglish also quickly walked to the edge of the bed and held the little hand tightly.

Parker, who received the affirmative answer, smiled even brighter: "Well, boss said that the club will be in Kirkbee, with a stand, a locker room, and a youth competition named after me."

"Please stop crying for me anymore. At least, I have seen the beauty of this world."

"Liverpool will always be in my heart."

Listening to the words of the child comforting himself, Lindy felt both relieved and uncomfortable, "Do you have any other wishes?"

Just now, he had an impulse to find the system to exchange for the injury recovery pill for him.

But the system coldly told him that the injury recovery pill was not effective for cancer.

Speaking of wishes, Lindy's eyes suddenly lit up when she saw Stephen Parker's eyes.

He struggled to get up, but his thin arms were unable to support his small body.

Lindy gently lifted his back with her right hand so that he could sit a little more comfortable.

But before he could use force, what came from his hands was the touch of his spine. This child is now less than 30 kilograms.

Stephen Parker looked a little embarrassed, but when he thought of Lindy's words, he became energetic again.

He asked carefully, afraid that the answer he got was wrong: "Mr. Lin, can we win the league championship this season?"

Lindy nodded: "It must be, I swear!"

As if he had let go of his heart, he continued to speak: "Can we surpass Manchester United and become the club with the most Premier League titles?"

Lindy was speechless for a moment, and he had thought about countless situations.

Signature, playing football, or whatever, but it seems that the little boy's wishes are not that.

Looking at the little guy's expectant eyes, Lindy still answered: "Yes! It must be possible! But, Stephen, do you have no wishes of your own?"

But the smile on the little guy's face gradually disappeared.

It seems that I really have some wish, but I dare not say it.

Lindy leaned down and half-squatted in front of Stephen Parker, "Tell me, as long as I can."

He held those little hands tightly, as if he was injecting courage into him.

The little boy lowered his head, as if he was fighting against heaven and man, thinking very seriously whether he should speak.

Then he looked at his parents and then at Daglish.

Everyone responded with his affirmative look.

Finally, he made up his mind, "I, can I score a goal for Liverpool at Anfield?"

But immediately, the little boy shook his head hard again, "Forget it, no, this is outrageous."

Daglish and Lindy couldn't stop crying again.

This child is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

Without waiting for Lindy to answer, Daglish spoke directly, "Yes, I said."
Chapter completed!