The next second after the call was connected, a very gentle female voice came from the other end:
"Feng, where are you? I didn't disturb you, did I?"
"No, I'm alone in the dormitory."
"Mom called to tell you that your father and I both watched the live broadcast of the FA Cup match. Your performance on the field was so great! Both mother and father are proud of you!"
Hearing these words, Ling Feng felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy, and the corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily.
"Thank you, mom. By the way, the team has a day off tomorrow. I will tell you slowly when I get back."
"Okay, then I'll go to the supermarket to buy groceries tomorrow morning and cook some of your favorite dishes!"
Before he finished speaking, a man's rich voice suddenly sounded on the other end of the phone:
"A Feng, let's have two drinks tomorrow to celebrate!"
The person who spoke was none other than his father, Ling Shan.
In England, you can legally drink alcohol at the age of eighteen.
However, for the sake of his son's career, Lingshan never drank with him, not even a drop of red wine.
Now, I finally found a suitable reason, how could I let it go? !
Hearing this, Ling Feng smiled helplessly, and then responded: "Okay, see you tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Ling Feng casually put the phone on the table, leaned back, and lay down on the soft bed.
Looking at the pure white ceiling, he couldn't help but recall every detail of today.
In just one day, he stood on the FA Cup field with a century-old history. While making his professional debut, he also provided two assists to help the team reverse the victory.
However, this is just the beginning!
Ling Feng is not satisfied with shining in the FA Cup. He also wants to stand on a higher stage and compete with the famous stars on the same stage to compete for championships and honors!
Since you are reborn once, live a free and unrestrained life!
Just like that, with longing for the future, Ling Feng closed his eyes and slowly fell into sleep...
. . .
The next day.
Half past seven in the morning.
Under the bright sunshine, Ling Feng, wearing a cycling helmet and a black jacket, left the Belvoir base on the Lanling bicycle he bought with his first weekly salary.
Cycling is a very common option in England.
British law stipulates that bicycles must be ridden on dedicated bicycle lanes. If there are no bicycle lanes, ride on motor vehicle lanes.
Cyclists are not allowed to ride on sidewalks and will be fined if caught by the police.
Because the morning rush hour starts at eight o'clock, and the bicycle lanes in Leicester are relatively narrow.
For this reason, Ling Feng deliberately set off half an hour early to avoid other traveling cars.
In Leicester in January, the temperature was only a few degrees, and the cold wind blew against his face. Ling Feng couldn't help but regret why he didn't get his driver's license, buy a car and drive.
Just a few days after crossing over, Ling Feng was still a little uncomfortable with the unpredictable weather in England.
After riding on the motorway for about ten minutes, he stopped at a traffic light.
At this time, a small truck stopped on his right side.
Turning his head and taking a glance, Ling Feng didn't pay attention.
However, the driver, who was full of mouth and cheeks, seemed to have seen something interesting and showed a slightly doubtful expression.
Rolling down the window, the driver, who was holding the steering wheel, looked at Ling Feng and then said:
"Hey man, you look familiar..."
Hearing this, Ling Feng turned around and was about to speak, but was startled by the driver's loud voice:
"It's you! The black-haired boy No. 23 yesterday!"
As soon as these words came out, Ling Feng couldn't help but be stunned, and then he reacted.
Have you been recognized?
Before Ling Feng could react, the driver gave him a thumbs up in a very familiar manner and praised:
"Man, the ball you passed yesterday was so beautiful! If it weren't for you, we might have lost the game..."
"Your name is Ling, right?"
Nodding, Ling Feng immediately explained: "That's my last name, my full name is Ling Feng."
Although I know that my amazing performance in the FA Cup will attract attention.
However, Ling Feng never expected that he would enjoy the star treatment of being recognized by passers-by so quickly.
At this time, the red light receded and the green light came on.
A car horn sounded from behind, interrupting the conversation between the two.
"Hey, can you stop out front? Let's talk."
Facing the driver's request, Ling Feng didn't think too much and just nodded.
After passing the traffic light, the two came to the roadside.
The first words the driver said when he got off the car were:
"Dude, can you sign your autograph for me?"
Hearing this, Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, then casually responded: "Of course! But I didn't bring a pen..."
"I brought it!"
Taking out a black marker from his pocket, the driver immediately reached out and unzipped his down jacket.
The next second, Ling Feng saw that his brother was actually wearing this season's Leicester City home jersey!
This made Ling Feng stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses.
No wonder the other party recognized me...
It turned out to be a Leicester City fan!
But meeting a Leicester City fan on the streets of Leicester?
This makes perfect sense!
Just as Ling Feng was in a daze, the driver pointed at the blank space next to the team logo and cast a longing look at him:
"Sign here!"
Holding the marker in his hand, Ling Feng was a little hesitant.
"Are you sure you want me to sign on this? I'm just a player from the U21 youth team, and I even made my first-team debut yesterday..."
"I have been a Blue Fox fan since I was five years old. I have never seen any player on this team pass the ball better and more threatening than you! I believe you will become a super famous star!"
"At that time, this signed jersey will be of great commemorative value!"
Hearing this, Ling Feng suddenly felt like he was appreciated.
Seeing the driver's proud expression, Ling Feng couldn't help but smile: "I have to say, man, you are much more confident than myself..."
As he spoke, he used a marker to sign his Chinese name on the driver's jersey.
"Nice to meet you, sir?"
"You can just call me Big William."
After shaking hands with his brother, Ling Feng immediately showed a sincere smile: "William, thank you, you are the first fan to ask me for an autograph."
"You're welcome. By the way, will you play in the league next week?"
"I don't know, it depends on the coach's arrangement."
After signing the name and exchanging pleasantries, perhaps rushing to deliver the goods, Big William waved goodbye to Ling Feng and drove away in the white pickup truck.
Ling Feng was left with some unfinished thoughts, recalling the episode just now.
Is this what it feels like to be asked for an autograph by a fan?
Love it, love it!
