I am Vardy

Vardy was taken aback when he heard this!

scout?

Just as he was about to leave the Steel Team, a scout appeared in front of him. Is this the rhythm of giving pillows when sleepiness comes?

However, he doubts what level of scouts will be attracted to such a warm-up match for low-level amateur clubs. Not to mention scouts from Premier League clubs, I am afraid that scouts from low-level professional clubs will not be interested!

The system task requires that he must join the youth training camp of a wealthy family, otherwise he will abandon himself.

Thinking of this, Vardy asked without much hope: "Mr. Langley, which club are you from?"

Vardy's question made Langley very funny, this is a confident lad.

He understood what Vardy meant, and if the club he represented didn't fall into Vardy's eyes, then this young man might not even be in the mood for a chat.

That's good, confident people are always attractive, especially for professional football, it may be difficult for people who always doubt themselves to do better. A strong heart is sometimes more important than superb skills.

If you like a person, then the shortcomings of this person are all good!

Langley is in this state of mind at this time!

But in fact, Vardy just thought it was troublesome to waste time!

"I'm from Manchester United!" Langley kept smiling, but said to Vardy lightly.

Similarly, Langley is also very confident, not only because of his professional vision, but also because of the platform he owns.

Manchester United has a fatal attraction for any child who likes football. If you ignore the team you love, then Manchester United is undoubtedly the best choice.

This is where Langley's confidence lies.

Hearing Langley's words, Vardy's eyes lit up. He never thought that this somewhat sloppy middle-aged uncle would actually be a scout for Manchester United.

Shouldn't scouts be dressed in suits and leather shoes, representing the image of the club?

Could this guy be a liar?

Defraud yourself and sell to which black coal mine, or even a human organ trafficking gang?

Thinking of this, the eyes of the middle-aged man were filled with suspicion for a moment.

On the other side, Langley was also hurt by David's eyes. Is he that unreliable?

"I'm really a scout for Manchester United. I'm responsible for finding talents for the Manchester United youth academy. You can find my information online. Of course, you can also call Manchester United directly to confirm!" Langley rolled his eyes and sighed. Take a breath.

Vardy nodded suspiciously, but before he could speak, David appeared next to him.

"Oh my God, Jamie, you are valued by Manchester United's scouts. Doesn't that mean you are about to become a big star?" The tone of surprise and surprise made people feel as if he was Vardy.

Vardy, who couldn't bear it anymore, gave David a slap in the face, "No one will treat you as an idiot if you don't speak!"

Then he turned his head again and asked Langley, "So Mr. Langley, do you want to bring me to the Manchester United youth training camp?"

"Yes, your talent has moved me, and it is also my job. I think with your speed and talent, you will definitely be able to gain a foothold in the Manchester United youth academy. You will definitely become a superstar in the future!" Langley said with a face with a smile on his face.

Vardy pouted, it's up to you to say, of course I know that I will become a superstar.

But since someone can take him to join the Manchester United youth training camp, without having to run around indiscriminately, what is there to be dissatisfied with.

He nodded solemnly and said to Langley: "I am willing to join the Manchester United youth academy, Mr. Langley!"

However, Vardy underestimated Langley a little. He only thought that Langley was an ordinary scout, maybe even a part-time one, but in fact, Langley was the director of the Manchester United youth academy.

Can decide many things!

David laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth. His friend Vardy was discovered by Manchester United scouts. He was also honored, but it would be even better if he could go too!

"Mr. Langley, I am Jamie's best friend, and I am also very good. Can I join the Manchester United youth academy with Jamie?" David asked tentatively.

Langley rolled his eyes, what's the reason?

However, he was not good at dampening the enthusiasm of young people, but replied with a patient smile: "I haven't seen your performance in this game, so I can't recommend you to enter the Manchester United youth training camp together, but if you are really interested , you can go to the trial training by yourself, if you have the strength, then I believe you will be able to stay!"

This time it was David's turn to roll his eyes. He had no place in the steel team, an amateur team in the eighth league, let alone being picked by Manchester United. He had better face reality!

"Then, Jamie, you can rest for a few days. When I finish my vacation, I will take you back to Manchester!" Leaving the phone call, Langley walked away. For some reason, his sloppy back gave off a sense of reliability. a feeling of.

On the way home, Vardy felt 10,000 flies buzzing around his head. David's well-developed mouth muscles were obviously fully utilized, and nothing wasted.

"Hurry up, sign me a few more later, when you become famous and become a big star, this autograph will be worth a lot!"

"That's Manchester United, Ruud van Nistelrooy, Keane, Ferdinand..., oh god, you're going to be team-mates with them!"

"Remember to ask me for the autographs of all Manchester United first-team players, I must treasure them as family heirlooms!"

"If you really become a big star, can the two of us still maintain such a good friendship?"

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"If you keep your mouth shut, we're still good friends!" Finally, Vardy couldn't take it anymore and gave David a slap in the face.

David pretended to be aggrieved and complained: "This is not famous yet, you are going to leave me, it is so sad!"

Vardy held his forehead with a helpless expression. This partner really shouldn't play football. Maybe being a commentator is more suitable for him.

In fact, at the end of the game, the teammates invited Vardy to go to the bar to have a carnival. After all, they drew with a strong opponent today. This is something worth celebrating!

Although Vardy really wanted to experience the legendary nightclub culture in England, looking at the electronic tracker on his feet, Vardy suddenly lost his thoughts.

This tracker is exactly what he was put on by the police a few months ago when he was still in the Steel Team youth training camp because of a conflict. The police prohibited Vardy from going out after six o'clock in the evening.

At the beginning, David didn't pay attention to this little thing on his feet, but when he took off his socks, he felt bad all over!