The biggest fanatic in football

"We can let him rest."

Conte on the sidelines nodded slightly and gave instructions to his younger brother.

He scored three goals in 58 minutes. It was already a perfect debut as a rookie.

Gianluca Conte nodded slightly and turned to look at the young man on the bench.

The members of the first team have basically appeared, and the remaining time can be left to the stars of hope of the youth training team:

"Scott, Kennedy, Tomori, all three of you go warm up!"

-

Warm up time is 3 minutes.

When three young players under the age of 20 were full of hope and ready to show off their talents, huge cheers rang out again in the stands at Stamford Bridge.

"li~~~~polo!!!"

Even the sound of the live broadcast was covered up by the cheers in the sky!

David Luiz's free kick was accurately hit into the net by Lee Polo, who jumped high in the crowd!

7:1!

He scored four goals in 16 minutes!

"Clatter!"

When Lipolo was replaced, the coaches headed by Conte and the players headed by Cahill all stood up without falling to the ground and gave him the most uniform applause.

As for the La Masia duo who were clearly targeting him in the first half, they eagerly jumped off the stands, one handed him a towel, the other a drink, and enthusiastically gave out compliments, as if they had always been Lee Polo.

The most loyal supporter.

Li Polo was very generous and accepted everyone who came.

Sitting in the first row of the coaching bench, he pointed to his thigh:

"I exerted too much force and got a little cramped."

【Too much bullying?!】

Pedro couldn't help but widen his eyes and bit his lip.

[More than a thousand years ago, the Arabs destroyed the Kingdom of Spain, but the proud Spaniards endured the humiliation for hundreds of years before they regained the glory of their ancestors. I can do the same today!]

[Wake up! As long as you lower your head today, you will completely lose your dignity as a man! You will never be able to hold your head up again at Chelsea Club!]

There was still a fierce storm of thoughts in Pedro's mind, and Cesc Fabregas on the other side had already betrayed his teammates.

"Is this here? I'll press it for you!"

Fabregas stretched out his hands generously and pressed Li Polo's left leg hard.

Looking at his old friend with a smile on his face, Pedro was shocked, as if he had met this teammate who played football with him for the first time in 20 years.

【Ceske, where is your dignity?】

[You are so groveling just to stay at Chelsea? Is it worth it? 】

Before he could wait for an answer, he was knocked out of position by Marcos Alonso who squeezed in from behind.

This young man from Real Madrid's youth training with a bright and promising career sat next to Lee Polo with a smile, and pressed down skillfully with both hands:

"Brother, my assist bonus from now on will all depend on you!"

Feeling the soreness coming from his legs, Li Polo nodded with satisfaction:

"As long as we unite sincerely, we can make the club pay out bonuses until it goes bankrupt!"

As the team's assists leader, Fabregas's eyes shone brightly and he nodded repeatedly:

"Yes, yes! With you here, I will definitely lead Europe in assists this season! Beat De Bruyne and Eriksen!"

——Ding Ding and Cupid were the top two in assists last season.

Looking at the two Spanish compatriots surrounding Li Polo, Pedro regretted so much that his intestines turned green!

[Let you rather die than surrender! Give you the dignity of a man! Are you okay now?

Someone pressed both of Li Polo's thighs, what should I do?】

He glanced at the burly Li Polo and stamped his feet vigorously.

New season...see you on the bench!

-

After doing nothing in the first half, he was like sleepwalking, but in the second half, he scored 4 goals in just 16 minutes. With a dramatic performance, Lee Polo once again proved that he is the king of traffic!

Even if it's just a warm-up match, he can support the entire sports reporters in London!

"Chelsea swept Fulham 9:2! 180 million new players conquered the Blue Bridge!"

"Four goals in 16 minutes! King No. 1 comes to Stamford Bridge!"

"Forty thousand fans stood up: He is Drogba Torres!"

"Fabregas is ecstatic: I am the assist king in Europe in the new season!"

"Pedro is convinced: he is the real goal machine!"

"Conti smiled slightly: I'm already lying down! Li Polo, please slow down!"

…

After the exciting friendly match, Lee Polo was sitting in a luxurious nightclub in London.

Although the night entertainment in Spain is very rich, Li Polo, who has always been strict and self-disciplined, rarely goes out for drinking, and instead spends more time on devil training.

This time, of course, it was not of his own free will, but team captain Cahill and vice-captain Azpilicueta dragged him into the box from left to right.

"This is our Chelsea traditional culture, you can't destroy our tradition!"

After hearing the two captains' so-argued reasons, even if they were as strong as Li Polo, they had no choice but to give face and could only sit in seat C surrounded by everyone.

Cahill was the first to raise his glass:

"Today is the first party of the new season, so we will make an exception to drink a little wine. Of course, if someone comes, we will not force them!"

Amid a burst of laughter, more than twenty people drank it all in one gulp.

I saw Cahill toasting for the second time, this time completely towards Lee Polo:

"I drank too fast just now, I haven't finished my words yet! With the first glass of wine, let us first welcome the champions of Spain and Europe!"

"Yeah~~~"

Everyone immediately raised their cups and swallowed in big gulps.

Then Cahill turned the glass to Caballero and Rudiger:

"We also welcome our Argentinian and German friends! Two new flags will be added to the Chelsea dressing room!"

Before Rudiger could understand his English, he was pressed on the head and drank three large glasses of wine. Fortunately, most Germans have a good drinking capacity. Not only did he not feel pressured, but he licked his lips with unsatisfied content.

After three glasses of wine were finished, everyone took their seats. Fabregas almost couldn't wait to get to Li Polo's side:

"Brother, although I haven't been in the team for a long time, I sincerely welcome you to join us!"

Although Li Polo had looked down on his character in his previous life, as the saying goes, "If you stretch out your hand, you will not hit the smiling person." Looking at Fabregas who tried his best to hide his inner worries, Li Polo still accepted his overtures.

, clinked glasses with him.

[I am not a messenger of justice. It is not my turn to seek justice for Arsenal and Wenger!]

Li Poluo did not drink immediately, but said lightly:

"Play well with me and I can lead you to create a real dream dynasty!"

Fabregas nodded repeatedly, raised his neck and took a sip!

Next came Azpilicueta, Alonso, Pedro, Willian, Moses... everyone looked at this side eagerly.

[Fabregas, haven’t you finished talking about riding a horse? 】

[Get down quickly and replace someone!]

Seeing the heated eyes of his teammates, Li Polo couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Even if my recovery ability were 10 times stronger, I still wouldn't be able to deal with these wolf-like men!

He had no choice but to raise his cup and signal to everyone:

"I almost never drank when I was in Valencia. I was very happy today, so I made an exception and had three drinks. The new season has begun, and I don't want to affect the team's performance because of drunkenness, so this is the last drink tonight.

!”

Seeing his resolute attitude, others were too embarrassed to get close to him.

Seeing that his stomach was saved, before Li Poluo breathed a sigh of relief, he heard someone whistle:

"Hey~"

Just a few seconds later, the door to the box was slowly opened.

"Thum, thump, thump..."

Along with the sound of high-heeled shoes, dozens of fat and thin figures walked in.

Fabregas smiled:

"Brother, you pick two first?"