Football: A god-level template for the start, subverting the football world!

On the way back, Mai Ko skillfully stepped on the accelerator with a hated sky, and rolled down the window from time to time to spray.

With a strong personality, He Tuo sat in the co-pilot in a panic.

Wearing high heels to drive is a big deal.

"Well, Maddie."

"My name is Maikom!"

"Okay, good, Koudi, let's not rush, let's drive slowly."

Maiko nudged the black-rimmed eyes.

"By the way, I almost forgot I had one more mission."

'He, when you come back to the first team, you need to know the whole situation of the team at the moment.

'You're in midfield and you've just come back to the first team and you're going to face some competition.

Mai Ko motioned for He Tuo to go to the back seat to get a document.

It is a record of Chelsea's current player situation.

'The absolute mainstay in midfield right now is Frank Lampard and Claude Makelle.

"Your competitors include Geremi and Smerkin."

'Jose Mourinho has just arrived in the team and he likes you a lot.

"Moving you to the first team today is also his request."

"So, behave well."

Mai Ko turned her head and smiled at He Tuo, wanting to give the young man some encouragement.

"Eldest sister, look at the road, don't look at me..."

He Tuo is not worried about competing with these people, he has the strength and will shine wherever he goes.

Mai Ko's kindness was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, and he stepped on the accelerator fiercely, and began to soar in the city again.

Chelsea now have a star-studded squad.

Didier Drogba, John Terry, John Goodson and Frank Lampard are all world-class superstars.

Although He Tuo's performance in the youth team is particularly good, there is obviously still a certain gap compared with them.

Mai Ko sent He Tuo directly to the five-star hotel.

The club rented him a suite here, which was equipped with all the luxury amenities.

After helping him tidy up the room, McAtractro squirmed his hips into the bathroom.

"He, I'm too tired, don't mind if I use your bathroom?"

"Please."

He Tuo is concentrating on his competitors.

The water splashed in the bathroom, and He Tuo inadvertently raised his head, and his nosebleed almost splashed out.

The bathroom door here is translucent, and Maikom's graceful body looms on the translucent glass, which is also a beautiful scenery.

Half an hour later, Maiko finally washed up and went out wrapped in a bath towel.

"Ho!"

'Jose Mourinho asked you to meet him at the club when he arrived.

"It's almost time, you go quickly."

He Tuo took his eyes away with difficulty.

The club is just across from the hotel and he is a few minutes walk away.

Mai Ko looked at He Tuo's back and smacked his lips.

"Tender, this grass is too tender."

The Chelsea headquarters is full of momentum, and He Tuo feels the strong English atmosphere of Chelsea Street on the street.

"This taste, this feeling, cool!"

"That's what football tastes like!"

A little boy next to him looked up in confusion.

"Mom, is the smell of the big brother the smell of the toilet next to it?"

He Tuo immediately bowed his head and left, pretending that nothing had happened.

The security guard at the entrance of Chelsea Football Club recognized He Tuo and opened the door to let him go.

The first time he came to the headquarters, He Tuo didn't know much about the road, so he could only grope for the head coach's office by himself.

Soon, he spotted a player on the road.

A good opportunity to ask for directions, he hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Hello, how do I get to the manager's office?"

Wait, this man is, Frank Lampard!

Frank Lampard, known for his ability to score goals, has excellent awareness as a midfielder and has excellent shooting skills.

"What?"

He Tuo didn't expect Frank Lampard to know him.

"Boss looking for you?"

"It just so happens that with me, he also asked me to meet him."

Frank Lampard has been chatting with He Tuo on the road, and he has followed the Dragons forward and performed very well.

"He, when I see Mourinho, I must be careful when I speak."

"I heard this guy has a weird personality."

Frank Lampard told Ho Tuo that he was worried he would make a mistake.

He Tuo patted his chest:

"Don't worry, Captain, don't look at me as only seventeen years old, I'm very steady!"

Lampard nodded in satisfaction.

Three minutes later.

"What?"

"Do you think you can start in place of Smerkin?"

Mourinho thought he had misheard.

He had just asked the youngster what he was looking forward to the new season.

As a result, the young man directly said that he could be the main force.

I'm not old, but my tone is not small!

But this confident young man, he Mourinho likes!

"Give me a reason."

"I'll show you the first training session."

He Tuolai carefully studied Smerkin's characteristics before coming.

After researching, he concluded that there were no characteristics at all.

He knows that what Mourinho hates most is players who have no characteristics.

If you want to get a position quickly, you'll have to take out Smerkin.

This kind of exchanging the old with the new is a healthy competition, and Mourinho will naturally not refuse.

Lampard looked at He Tuo in amazement.

Just patted his chest and said that he was steady, is that him?

Three days later, the first training session.

Mourinho stared at He Tuo, expecting what kind of performance he could show.

In the five-on-five match, Mourinho specifically placed Smerkin opposite him.

Direct alignment, who is strong and who is weak, at a glance!

He Tuo's eyes were resolute.

Although this is a training match, he is going to shred Smerkin!