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The next second after the call was connected, a very gentle female voice came from the other end:

“Feng, where are you? Did I disturb you?”

“No, I’m alone in the dormitory.”

“Mom called to tell you that your dad and I watched the live broadcast of the FA Cup match. Your performance on the field was really great! Mom and Dad are proud of you!”

Hearing these words, Ling Feng inexplicably felt a sense of intimacy, and the corners of his mouth rose involuntarily.

“Thank you, Mom. By the way, the team will have a day off tomorrow. I’ll tell you slowly when I get back.”

“Okay, I’ll go to the supermarket tomorrow morning to buy groceries and cook some of your favorite dishes!”

Before he finished speaking, a man’s deep voice suddenly sounded from the other end of the phone:

“Ah Feng, let’s have a couple of drinks tomorrow to celebrate!”

The person who spoke was his father, Ling Shan.

In England, it is legal to drink alcohol at the age of 18.

However, for the sake of his son’s career, Ling Shan has never drunk alcohol with him, not even a drop of red wine.

Now, he finally found a suitable reason, how could he 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, which has a history of a hundred years. While completing his professional debut, he also provided two assists to help the team reverse and win.

However, this is just the beginning!

Ling Feng is not satisfied with shining on the FA Cup field. He also wants to stand on a higher stage and compete with those famous stars to compete for the championship and honor!

Since he was reborn once, he would live a chic life!

In this way, with a vision of the future, Ling Feng closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.

. . .

The next day.

At 7:30 in the morning.

Under the bright sunshine, Ling Feng, wearing a cycling helmet and a black jacket, stepped on the Lanling bicycle he bought with his first weekly salary and left the Belvoir base.

In England, cycling is a very common choice.

British law stipulates that bicycles must be ridden on dedicated bicycle lanes. If there are no bicycle lanes, they must be ridden on motor vehicle lanes.

Bicycles are not allowed to be ridden on the sidewalk. If caught by the police, they will be fined.

Since the morning rush hour starts at 8 o’clock, and the bicycle lanes in Leicester are relatively narrow.

For this reason, Ling Feng set off half an hour earlier to avoid other cars.

In Leicester in January, the temperature was only a few degrees, and the cold wind blew in his face, making Ling Feng regret why he didn’t get a driver’s license and buy a car to 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 motor vehicle lane for about ten minutes, he stopped at a traffic light.

At this time, a small truck stopped on his right.

Turning his head and glancing at it, Ling Feng didn’t care.

However, the driver brother with a full beard seemed to have seen something interesting and showed a slightly puzzled expression.

Rolling down the window, the driver who was holding the steering wheel looked at Ling Feng and said:

“Hey, man, you look familiar”

Hearing this, Ling Feng turned around and was about to speak, but was startled by the driver’s suddenly raised voice:

“It’s you! The black-haired boy No. 23 yesterday!”

As soon as these words came out, Ling Feng was stunned, and then reacted.

Was he recognized?

Before Ling Feng could react, the driver gave him a thumbs up and praised him:

“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 he knew that his amazing performance in the FA Cup would attract attention,

However, Ling Feng never expected that he would be recognized as a star by passers-by so soon.

At this time, the red light faded and the green light came on.

A car rang out from behind.

The car horn interrupted the conversation between the two.

“Hey, can you stop in front? Let’s chat.”

Faced with the driver’s request, Ling Feng didn’t think too much, just nodded.

After passing the traffic light, the two came to the roadside.

The first sentence the driver said when he got out of the car was:

“Dude, can you sign for me?”

Hearing this, Ling Feng was stunned at first, and then he replied casually: “Of course! But I didn’t bring a pen”

“I brought it!”

Take out a black marker from his pocket, and then the driver reached out and pulled down the zipper of his down jacket.

The next second, Ling Feng saw that the brother was wearing a Leicester City home jersey this season!

This made Ling Feng a little stunned, and then he reacted.

No wonder the other party recognized him.

It turned out to be a Leicester City fan!

However, meeting Leicester City fans on the streets of Leicester?

This makes sense!

Just when Ling Feng was in a daze, the driver pointed to 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 here? I’m just a player in the U21 youth team, and I even made my first appearance in the first team yesterday”

“I have been a fan of the Foxes since I was five years old, and I have never seen any player in this team pass better or more threatening than you! I believe you will become a super famous star!”

“By then, this signed jersey will be of great commemorative value!”

Hearing this, Ling Feng suddenly felt appreciated.

Looking at the driver’s smug look, Ling Feng couldn’t help but smile: “I have to say, man, you are much more confident than myself”

As he spoke, he signed his Chinese name on the driver’s jersey with a marker.

“Nice to meet you, sir?”

“You can just call me Big William.”

After shaking hands with the elder brother, Ling Feng immediately showed a sincere smile: “Big 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 and exchanging a few pleasantries, Big William waved goodbye to Ling Feng, drove away in the white van, and drove away, perhaps in a hurry to deliver the goods.

Only Ling Feng, who was a little reluctant, was left to reminisce about the little episode just now.

Is this what it feels like to be asked for an autograph by a fan?

Love it!

(End of this chapter)