Full-level pass, please call me the speaker of the Three Lions

Chapter 6 The first fan【Please collect!Please vote! 】

The second after the phone 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 my father and I both watched the live broadcast of the FA Cup match. Your performance on the field is really great! Mom and Dad are both proud of you!"

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

"Thank you, Mom. By the way, the team will have a day off tomorrow. I'll talk to you guys when I get back."

"Okay, then I'll go to the supermarket to buy vegetables tomorrow morning and cook some of your favorite dishes!"

Before the words fell, a man's thick voice suddenly sounded from the other end of the phone:

"Ah Feng, let's drink two cups tomorrow to celebrate!"

The person who spoke was his father, Ling Shan.

In England, it is legal to drink alcohol.

However, considering his son's career, Ling Shan has never had a drink with him, not even a single drop of red wine.

Now, I finally found a suitable reason, how could I let it go? !

Hearing this, Ling Feng smiled helplessly, and immediately 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 recalling bits and pieces 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!

Now that you have been reborn once, live a chic life!
Just like that, with longing for the future, Ling Feng closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.
. . .

The next day.

07:30am.

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

Cycling is a very common way of getting around 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.

Bicycles are not allowed to ride on sidewalks, and if caught by the police, you will be fined.

Since eight o'clock is the morning rush hour for work, and the bicycle lanes in Leicester are relatively narrow.

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

In Leicester in January, the temperature was only a few degrees, and the cold wind was blowing, which made Ling Feng regret why he didn't take the driver's license test and buy a car to drive.

Just a few days after crossing over, Ling Feng is still a little uncomfortable with England's unpredictable weather.

After riding on the motorway for about 10 minutes, he stopped in front of a traffic light.

At this moment, a pickup truck stopped on his right side.

Turning his head and taking a glance, Ling Feng didn't pay attention.

However, the old driver, who was full of cheeks, seemed to have seen something interesting, showing a slightly puzzled 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 his head, and was about to speak, but was startled by the driver's brother's sudden high voice:
"It's you! The black-haired kid on the 23rd yesterday!"

As soon as these words came out, Ling Feng couldn't help being taken aback, and then he reacted.

Have you been recognized?

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

"Dude, you made a great pass yesterday! 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 we stop up front? Let's talk."

Facing the driver's brother's request, Ling Feng didn't think too much, just nodded.

After passing the traffic lights, the two came to the side of the road.

The first words the driver said when he got off the car were:
"Dude, can I have an autograph?"

Hearing this, Ling Feng was taken aback for a moment, and then responded casually: "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.

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

Meeting a Leicester City fan on the streets of Leicester, though?

It's very reasonable!

Just when Ling Feng was in a daze, the driver brother pointed to the blank space next to the team badge, and cast a longing look at him:

"Sign it here!"

Holding a marker pen in his hand, Ling Feng hesitated.

"Are you sure you want me to sign here? I'm just a U21 youth team player and I even made my first-team debut yesterday"

"I have been a fan of the Blue Fox since I was five years old. I have never seen any player in this team pass the ball stronger 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 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."

While speaking, he used a marker pen to sign his Chinese name on the driver's brother'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 next week's league?"

"I don't know, it depends on the coach's arrangement."

After signing the name and exchanging a few words of greeting, perhaps rushing to deliver the goods, Da William waved goodbye to Ling Feng, and drove away in that white pickup truck.

Only Ling Feng was left with some unfinished thoughts, reminiscing about the episode just now.

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

Loved it!

(End of this chapter)