On the second day of training, Li Lei stood on the empty court with the ball in his hand. After the training, the other teammates had left one after another, but he was the only one who refused to give up.

After a short rest, Li Lei began to practice shooting at an empty goal.

He placed the ball at different distances, trying to simulate different situations in actual combat.

Sometimes he would dribble through first, and sometimes he would shoot directly from a distance. Each kick was filled with strength and skill.

His performance in the league so far has been quite good in terms of assists, but scoring is a shortcoming.

Every failed shot makes him feel lost.

The joy of scoring is unique in the world, which is why he refuses to give up.

Sweat soaked his jersey, but Li Lei was still training tirelessly.

When the sun went down, Li Lei finally shot the last ball into the net, with a satisfied smile on his face.

De Bruyne walked into the court and saw Li Lei still practicing shooting at an empty goal.

"Hey! Brother, let's go back!" At this time, De Bruyne, who had also finished extra training, found Li Lei and said

"Let's go!"

Li Lei put down the ball, and cleaned up the field with De Bruyne.

In the locker room, De Bruyne couldn't help but be curious and said,"Li, you are a midfielder, a front midfielder! Why are you practicing shooting?"

Li Lei laughed and said,"Brother, don't you know? I was a winger before I came to Chelsea!"

De Bruyne widened his eyes:"Is it true? I see that your passing and vision as a midfielder are so good.!"

"Haha, if you don't believe me, go ask the coach!" Li Lei said jokingly.

Name: Li Lei.

Team: Chelsea.

Occupation: winger, attacking midfielder (can play multiple positions).

Physical fitness: 88, speed: 100, strength: 77, shooting: 70 passing: 100, dribbling: 91, defense: 69. Passive skills: telepathy, strong body.

Active skills: accurate shooting

From the changes in these attributes, it can also be seen that the Premier League really trains players.

Unlike the cheerful atmosphere here, the head coach's office on the other side is full of gunpowder.

Name: Salah, Position: Right Wing, From: Basel.

Name: Bertrand Traore, Position: Right Wing, From: Chelsea U21.

Name: Nemanja Matic, Position: Defensive Midfielder, From: Benfica.

Name: Bamford, Position: Center Forward, From: Milton Keynes.

Name: Kakuta, Position: Attacking Midfielder, From: Vitesse.

Name: Sam Hutchinson, Position: Defender, From: Vitesse.

Mourinho sat at his desk, holding the team's winter transfer list in his hand, and he frowned.

There was a knock on the door, and Emenalo, who was responsible for the training of all the players in the club, walked in.

"Emenalo, are you serious? This list is very different from the one I originally drew up!" Mourinho said in a serious tone.

"The club brought in these players during the entire winter transfer window? Except for Salah, who was appointed by me, who brought these in??"

"They expect me to use these players to win the championship? Who gave them the courage?"

Mourinho's voice became louder and louder, and his expression was already showing anger.

Emenalo looked grim and whispered:"Mr. Coach, I don't know.......These candidates should be jointly decided by the top management and scouts."

"Scouting? Isn't that what you're responsible for?"

"It seems that someone has doubts about my ability and decision-making power. Mourinho snorted coldly,"I want to discuss this matter with the chairman in detail."

Mourinho came to Abramovich's office, opened the door and walked in, not caring whether there was anyone inside.

"Roman, we have to talk about the winter transfer window. Mourinho said straight to the point

"Jose, is there any problem?" Abramovich put down the documents in his hand and looked up, saying that he did not show any dissatisfaction with Mourinho's presumptuous interruption.

"The list of players I gave you has been modified, and almost all of them are candidates I don't approve of. Mourinho said:"I must know the inside story."

"Um......I don't know the details either." Abramovich began to frown,"But the transfer decision is not made by you alone, and there are more factors to consider."

"More factors? I only care about factors that are good for the team, and I am ultimately responsible for the team's results. Mourinho raised his voice and said,"If my power is weakened, you will pay the price."

"Jose, calm down."Abramovich saw Mourinho getting more and more excited and hurriedly advised,"We will discuss this matter again, but don't be so tough. It's not good for anyone."

Mourinho was silent for a while, and finally nodded:"Okay, but my position will not change. I hope we can reach a consensus in the subsequent discussions."

During this winter window, although Chelsea's transfer plan has variables, Mourinho still expects high-quality reinforcements.

However, the result disappointed him greatly. Seeing that the winter window was about to end, no player was introduced!

At the same time, the team sold a large number of players. - Central defenders Omeruo, Hutchinson, midfielders Kakuta, Chalobah, Dragic, McEachran, Essien, etc.

This undoubtedly made the originally solid bench lineup even more seriously weakened during this winter break.

Mourinho was extremely disappointed and angry about this. He knew very well that this would directly affect the team's competitiveness in various competitions.

However, the decision of the top management was difficult to shake, and the winter transfer window ended in this stalemate.

After receiving the final notice, Mourinho found his agent Mendes.

"I've had enough of this place." Mourinho got straight to the point,"They keep undermining my power, and I can't stand it anymore."

Mendes nodded, showing his understanding:"Indeed, your position at Chelsea is not as good as before, and there is no need to stay if there are better options."

"I am considering leaving." Mourinho said,"Mendez, help me contact other big clubs to see who is interested."

"Don't worry, Jose." Mendes smiled and said,"Your reputation is still strong, many top clubs want you, we will find the most suitable place for you."

"Well, I will leave here next season. Mourinho stood up and said,"They will regret not giving me the status I deserve, and Chelsea will pay the price."

"But, Mario, you have to make sure you win at least one championship this season so that we can leave with dignity."

"You are right, Mendes. Mourinho nodded,"I can't let this season end empty-handed."

"Even if I decide to leave, I must win another championship for Chelsea before I quit. Mourinho continued

"This is not only responsible for the team, but also ensures that you will still have a high reputation when you leave, and the big clubs will compete to invite you."Mendes said

"I understand." Mourinho took a deep breath."We can basically give up the FA Cup, but we have a good momentum in the league, and the grouping of the Champions League is also very favorable to us."

"I will do my best to ensure that I win another trophy for Chelsea before I leave." Mourinho finally said in a firm tone

""Very good, Jose. I have confidence in you." Mendes encouraged,"I believe you can create miracles again, come on!"

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