Green Dragon

Chapter 9 Little Emma the Flat-chested Witch

Today is January 2007, 7.

Long Shute, who had no sense of crisis, was dragged to the cinema by the small landlord George Jonathan.

This was the first time in his life that he entered a cinema, especially a cinema in the British Empire.

"The premiere of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix!" Little George flicked the movie tickets in his hand arrogantly, "There are only a few hundred of them in London!"

Long Shute rolled his eyes helplessly: "I know you bought it after queuing up for a day at the pre-sale one month in advance, and you've been bragging in front of me for a whole month. Thank you for bringing me to this incredible premiere, George! This will definitely be the biggest premiere I can remember!"

Please forgive the protagonist for using these words to satisfy the vanity of the young English gentleman, anyway, this is probably the only time Long Shute has watched the premiere.

But God didn't seem to be very face-saving. As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the crowded movie theater, the sky became gloomy.

The name of the city of smog is by no means in vain. The weather in London is much more unpredictable than a baby's mood.

Fortunately, the two teenagers had already prepared for this, and immediately propped up two transparent umbrellas to block the raindrops falling from the sky.

Accompanied by light rain, the crowd burst into cheers one after another. The leading actors and creators of Harry Potter appeared in front of the red carpet one after another, and then took photos with the most enthusiastic fans, signed autographs, and accepted different opinions in the interview area. A brief interview with the media.

Harry Potter without glasses, pretty Hermione in a blue-purple dress, Ron with a smirk...

Seeing these familiar characters, Long Shute was also a little dazed.

No one can ignore the strong influence of this series of works in the world. The magical world written by JK Rowling has affected hundreds of millions of viewers for 20 years. The total box office of the eight works is close to 80 billion US dollars. Created an incomparably brilliant report card.

Unlike Long Shute, who lamented his childhood, Little Gentleman George was drooling at the actor who played Hermione: "Oh my god, why is she getting more and more beautiful the longer she grows?"

"Pay attention to quality." Long Shute couldn't help reminding him, "Don't yell!"

"What quality? My goddess is called Emma..." George rolled his eyes, then wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth.

Stars almost popped out of his eyes, but his goddess walked past them smiling unknowingly.

Judging from Long Shute's 20 years of actual life experience, the 17-year-old Emma Watson is not yet at the level of a country's beauty. Her facial features are not bad, especially with the help of a stylist. With a slightly broad forehead and freckles on both sides of the nose, the breath of the whole person is fresh and moving, elegant and beautiful, revealing a lovely and attractive charm, but there are some things that cannot be concealed.

Ah, it must be talking about the figure here, the charming little witch is not at all up to the level of being strong and proud, choppy, and ready to come out...

"The chest is so small, what a pity."

Long Shute smacked his lips and let out a sigh.

Then Emma Watson stopped suddenly and turned to look at him.

This is probably the first time that a male fan has made such a remark openly and shamelessly in her ear. The pretty little witch's ears suddenly turned red, and her smooth and delicate neck was stained with a layer of pink blush.

"Uh……"

Long Shute felt very embarrassed, but his weather-beaten face was very thick. He took off the scarf of Chelsea Club from his neck and handed it over with a smile: "Emma, ​​please sign for me, I am your fan Ah! Really! You really are the girl of my dreams!"

The little witch lightly bit her moist and delicate red lips, her expression was extraordinarily alluring, she was probably wondering why this black-haired and dark-eyed Asian could become sincere in a blink of an eye after despising his figure ...

However, due to the professionalism of an actor, Emma still kept smiling and signed her name on the blue and white scarf.

"My name is Long Shute, Chinese, and I'm a Chelsea player now, hehe..."

Even though his mental age is far older than the other party, he is still a commoner after all, and in front of a real star, no matter how he conceals it, he is still a bit stupid.

Emma has seen many such silly fans, she smiled and felt better: "I am also a Chelsea fan, maybe next season I will go to Stamford Bridge to watch the game, I hope you can have a good game Performance."

Then Long Shute was dumbfounded.

He blows so hard...

I am a young player, I have never even seen Mourinho's face, and I am acting like a fart...

Then the phone in his pocket rang.

Long Shute, who suddenly woke up, quickly connected: "Hi, Mr. Coach, I am Long..."

"I'm sorry to disturb you," Rogers said on the phone with a slightly hesitant voice, "but the club wants to discuss the contract with you, and I hope you can come to my office tomorrow morning..."

Long Shute just wanted to ask for details, but the other party had already hung up the phone.

He knows that most players sign an apprenticeship contract before the age of 17, and they can sign a formal contract as a professional player after the age of 17. Could it be that his good days are coming soon?
He smiled and nodded towards Emma who hadn't left yet: "Welcome to Stamford Bridge, my performance will definitely impress you."
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Then he was dazzled by the brutal reality.

In Rogers' office, he didn't react for a long time.

Rogers looked at the young player he dug from Everton with some pity, and couldn't help explaining: "I'm sorry, but this is the meaning of the club manager (manager), and I can't defy him... "

He suddenly saw an unwilling light in Long Shute's eyes.

"Can I see Mr. Mourinho?" Long Shute asked quietly.

"Jose is very busy recently, he is not so easy to see now..." Rogers shook his head, "and...he is a very stubborn guy."

Long Shute subconsciously lowered his gaze, but quickly raised it again, he didn't want outsiders to see him submitting.

"I accept the termination of the contract..." He stood up, took his own termination fee from the desk, and then bowed deeply to Rogers, "It's a pity, but... thank you very much for bringing me here here."

Rogers put his arms around his shoulders lightly: "What are your plans? Do you still want to play football?"

Long Shute seemed a little confused at this moment.

Not playing football... what else can he do?
In this world, he didn't even go to high school, and it's obviously difficult to find a white-collar job like the one in his previous life; if he were to engage in business, speculate in stocks, and invest like the protagonists in those urban novels...he would Ask yourself if you don't have this ability...

He finally replied: "I want to keep playing, sir."

"I have a suggestion, which may be cruel, but I hope you listen to it." Rogers motioned him to sit back on the sofa, but he leaned on the boss's desk.

Long Shu raised his eyes.

"First of all, I want you to understand," Rogers organized his words a little bit, "although your speed is very fast, super fast, but overall, your sense of the ball is very poor, not like Ronaldo or Kaka today Football genius, with your current strength, even if you stay at Chelsea, it will be difficult to get a chance to be promoted to the first team."

Long Shu nodded without expressing any objection.

In fact, in these two seasons, none of his teammates were dropped into the first team by Mourinho. Chelsea's first team is full of talents, and even the super luxurious lineup that is envied by the whole of Europe. Youth players will not enter Mourinho's eyes at all.

"And... even if you want to play in the Premier League, there is still a big obstacle," Rogers looked at him, "labor certification."

Long Shute was taken aback for a moment. He didn't know much about this, but he also knew that this labor certificate was related to the ranking of the national team and the number of appearances he made...

The ranking of the Chinese team is almost one hundred, and it will definitely not meet this standard, and he has not even entered the national team of any age group.

"The only way is the special talent clause, but the club will definitely not spend you only one place a year, because the top management has already booked the target, so you don't even have the chance to register to play in the league..." Rogers said Very sincere.

This time, Long Shute's nod was extraordinarily heavy, so heavy that he couldn't even feel it.

Rogers handed him another envelope.

Long Shute didn't even reach out to pick it up immediately.

"This is a letter of recommendation I wrote to you," Chelsea's youth training coach explained. "I have studied and studied in various European countries for a long time, and I have made many friends. This is one of them, and I am now at a club in the Netherlands. The job, like me, is the head coach of the youth team."

Rogers shrugged: "This is not a guarantee, it's just that he may give you a chance to try out when he sees the friendship between us, will you...go?"

"why not?!"

Long Shute's eyes lit up in an instant. He grabbed the thin envelope and thought for a while:
"Please take me to the airport."

Rogers finally laughed.

(End of this chapter)