Although Wimbledon still wins more and loses less in the warm-up match, it is better than last year's warm-up match. Last year, he lost nine games last year. Eames actually did not take the results of the warm-up match to heart. In its opinion, the warm-up match was originally used to run-in with the team, but the result was not important, what was important was the process. It doesn't matter what he lost in the warm-up match in the end. The key is whether the team reflected the things he required in daily training in these games, such as offensive routines, defensive tactics, and positioning.

The tactical cooperation...and even the ups and downs of a certain player's condition, these require repeated coordination with warm-up matches. Therefore, warm-up matches are the most important part of the team before each season. High-quality warm-up matches will be of great help to the team in the next season. Therefore, those teams that lead the team to fly around the world to make money will all be unable to keep up with their physical fitness in the middle of the season and will lose in the competition for the league championship.

From July 16th to August 12th, the team played eleven warm-up matches, winning two games, drawing three games, and losing six games.

On August 16, Wimbledon Athletics ushered in their first league game of the new season, with a rival feltham, who played away. Wimbledon's first round of the league last season was also away, and the winning was not smooth. They fell behind first and turned defeated after Eames replaced Chu Zhongtian and Russell.

Now there is only one hero left in that game who helped the team reverse and win, but the team's performance is completely different. From the beginning of the game, Wimbledon took the initiative in the game. Chu Zhongtian did not sit on the bench and watched the show, and then stood up and asked the boss whether to win or lose. He started and played the whole game. He helped the team resolve the opponent's offensive many times in defense, and continued to actively try long passes and assists in the offense - the official league is more intense and more quality than the warm-up match, so he can be trained to control and pass the ball in such a game.

However, the result disappointed him. His pass was accurate than before, but was still far from his goal. He still did not pass the ball in the game similar to that in the game against Newport County Athletics.

Wimbledon finally easily defeated Feltham with a score of 2:0, making a good start for the new season.

The team almost succeeded in upgrading last season, which attracted more attention for the team in the new season. After the game, there were some local reporters. In an interview with them, Eames claimed that Wimbledon's sports this season was stronger than last season. Their goal was definitely not to stay here, but to upgrade and win the championship.

"It's really changed... Wimbledon Athletics has played halfway last season before he dared to say that they want to upgrade and win the championship. Just the beginning of this season, Eames called out the goal of winning the championship and upgrading..." The media sighed privately after hearing Eames say this. Most of them were called by Wimbledon Athletics Club last season to build momentum for the team's upgrade, and the difference is very clear. What does this mean? It means that Wimbledon Athletics is more confident, and what brings them confidence is the enhancement of strength. In fact, the team did not replenish people in the summer, but the team cooperated more tacitly, and the goals were clearer, so they were more motivated.

The leagues in August were very intensive, and there was basically one game in two days. Despite this, Chu Zhongtian still did not give up on going to the school stadium to perform his own training plan, and Russell was still waiting there.

Chu Zhongtian once had a question about this - if he wanted to resume training, wouldn't it be better to be a professional team? Why should he stay here?

Regarding this question, Russell just said that he was not ready to go to the team and that he would report to the team if he had to fully recover.

Chu Zhongtian only thought that it was the agreement reached between the head coach of the Weiling United and Russell, and it was someone else's business, so he ignored it. Anyway, with Russell on the side, his training effect was good, and he was a little reluctant to leave such an excellent "coach"... There will be the last game before the start of school on August 30th.

Like last year, he had to report to school before that.

After his report was over, he met Emily at school. Or Emily came to him specifically. Because he had just finished the report, he saw Emily standing under a tree on the side of the road, waving to him.

"Do you still have no way to participate in the mid-week competition in the new school year?" Emily asked.

"Yes." Chu Zhongtian nodded. Although he was serious about football and study, compared to comparison, study was still the first priority. After all, he came to study in the UK, not football.

"What a pity." Emily pouted. "Actually you..."

Chu Zhongtian knew what she was going to say, and quickly interrupted her: "I know what level I am, Emily."

"Do you really know what level you are?" Emily asked back.

Chu Zhongtian nodded: "Anyway, I'm not qualified to play in the professional league."

Emily shrugged. “Are Chinese always so modest?”

Chu Zhongtian felt that this topic was a vicious cycle. In the end, no one could convince anyone, so he simply kept silent.

"Do you still need to practice today?" Emily also knew that Chu Zhongtian was sometimes stubborn and terrible, so she changed her question and asked again. If she continued, she would be honored to see how this Chinese boy got angry with her for the first time, right? So she pointed to the crowded school stadium and asked, there were stalls built by clubs recruiting members everywhere, and she wanted to play football? Unless he planned to practice dribbling in the crowd.

Chu Zhongtian looked at the crowded stadium and thought for a while: "Forget it in the morning, I'll come in the afternoon."

Emily made an exaggerated expression: "You really... don't miss any time, Chu."

"It's okay in the afternoon anyway." Chu Zhongtian shrugged. "And Emily, do you know? The training for these three months is really useful. I could feel that my control over the passing is much better than before." As he said that, he became happy with a satisfied smile on his face.

"That's good. If you think progress is going on, it means that our hard work is not in vain." Emily was also happy for Chu Zhongtian's progress, but she also had regrets. "It's a pity that I can't come to accompany you in the afternoon."

"Is there a job?" Chu Zhongtian asked.

"I'm going to shoot an advertisement." Emily nodded, a little disappointed.

"Then I wish you a smooth work." Chu Zhongtian couldn't say anything, so he could only extend his hand to Emily.

"Thank you, I wish you a happy training," Emily held his hand that reached out and curled her lips.

Seeing her reluctant look, Chu Zhongtian couldn't help laughing. Whether she laughed or was angry, it didn't affect her charm at all. She really deserves to be the star of tomorrow who wants to make a movie.

Emily knew that Chu Zhongtian was really laughing at her, so she plucked her mouth, stared at Chu Zhongtian, and demonstrated to him.

Chu Zhongtian quickly stopped his smile and said to her very seriously: "It's a pity that you can't come to train with me."

This sentence worked very well. After saying that, Emily smiled: "It's okay, I will cheer you on the advertising set!" She also clenched her pink fists and waved her to Chu Zhongtian.

"Thank you." Chu Zhongtian thanked him sincerely.

Emily smiled sincerely, too.

After the two looked at each other and laughed, they said goodbye. Emily was going to shoot an advertisement, while Chu Zhongtian was going to work at the Duns Bar and returned to school in the afternoon. At that time, there would be fewer people here, and shooting training would not require much space, and there would be a goal enough.

※※※When Chu Zhongtian felt the Duns bar, he found that the door was even more noisy than before. A team of workers were climbing up and down there, installing a new light box sign for the bar.

Boss John stood outside and raised his head to command the people.

"What's going on, boss?" Chu Zhongtian leaned over and asked.

"Higher on the left! Higher... Alas, yes..." After wiping the sweat on his face, Boss John looked back at Chu Zhongtian: "It's Chu, have you finished reporting?"

"Well. Isn't the original sign good? Why do you need to change it, boss?" Chu Zhongtian pointed to the signboard that was being placed and asked. "I have even changed my name. Are you going to change the owner of this bar?"

"Nonsense! Change the master? Unless I die!" Boss John said passionately, then pointed to the sign. The "dons" on it had been replaced with "wombles", from "Dons" to "Wimblers". "Peter Winkelman believes that keeping a "dons" can attract us Wimbledon fans. What did he think of us? You know that not everyone is as cheap as him! The word "dons" has lost the value of continuing to use it because of him. I don't want to be asked in the future: 'Hey, boss. Are you the Milton Keynes fans bar?' Continuing to use "dons" will make me feel like a shame!"

Colin John, the chubby boss, became more and more excited as he spoke. He waved his fists, his voice strong and powerful.

"The genius cares about his alms! If he wants to use 'dons', then use it! We don't need it!"

He pointed to the sign again: "We use another nickname - the 'Wimble'!"

Chu Zhongtian looked up at the new light box sign installed. Workers were testing whether all the light bulbs could light up after power was turned on. "wombles" kept changing colors, from yellow to blue, and from blue to yellow, looping back and forth between the two colors. Blue and yellow are Wimbledon's traditional colors.

"What do you think of the new name, Chu?" Boss Colin John also looked up at the sign.

"Very good, very good, boss."

Boss John laughed and patted Chu Zhongtian on the shoulder. "I love hearing these words, haha!"

※※※I did not choose to install a sign when the store was closed, but during the business hours, Boss John's move was to let the drinkers come here to know that his bar has changed its name. From now on, it will not be called "Dons Bar" but will have to be called "Winble Bar".

After installing the new sign, Boss John posted a notice at the door of the bar, telling everyone who came here to drink about the bar’s name change.

So the drinkers gathered outside the bar, looking up at the new signboard, and expressing their own opinions.

"Wimble Bar? Very good name!"

"Not only will the bar change its name, we will also change its name in the future. I don't want to be regarded as a Milton Keynes fan after calling myself 'dons'."

"We will be 'Wimbles' from now on!"

"This is good!"

"What a pity, 'Dons'... We have been calling for so many years, but we were forced to give up because of a chain musical instrument merchant like shit." Some people are also nostalgic and are reluctant to change their names.

※※※I was busy in a new bar with a name until 3:00 p.m., when Chu Zhongtian changed his clothes and ran to the school with football. The afternoon training content was shooting. Shooting was simpler than passing. It didn't require so many people to cooperate. It was a target and interfering. He only needed one goal. However, Russell still went every day. He was not a special shooter, but he couldn't tell this at all when he taught people. So Chu Zhongtian would think that Russell had the "talent of being a coach."

When Chu Zhongtian ran to school, there were already fewer people here than in the morning, especially on the court, where there were basically no people.

He saw Russell was waiting for him under the goal, so he kicked the football with a long pass.

Russell looked up at the football, ran a few steps to the left, and then stopped the football in the air with his chest.

When Chu Zhongtian ran to him, he said to Chu Zhongtian: "It seems that three months of training have really made you improve a lot. You couldn't pass such a ball a year ago."

Chu Zhongtian smiled, and he was also very satisfied with the ball just now. You should know that he could pass it so accurately with just a random pass. It was indeed a sense of accomplishment.

"But wait until you can pass seven of the balls like this in the game. Let's go warm up first, let's practice shooting."

Chu Zhongtian nodded, put his backpack on the ground, and jogged around the court with Russell.

After running the lap, the two of them held each other's arms and started pulling each other.

It's like training on the team, very formal.

While doing the pulling, Chu Zhongtian suddenly thought of the scene when he first did the pulling with Russell. At that time, they were still "enemy" and were competing with each other. Even if they were doing a warm-up like pulling, they had to try every means to torture each other, such as leaving five red finger marks on the other person's arms with both hands, such as lying on the other person's ears and constantly scolding each other... It's really funny to think about it now.

He couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Russell asked.

"I remembered some past events. How did we do this for the first time?"

After saying this, Chu Zhongtian felt Russell's hand was exerting force.

"Do you feel good?" Russell smiled badly.

Chu Zhongtian was not willing to be outdone, and he also used both hands to hold Russell's arm tightly.

So the two of them grinned and hugged each other with ferocious expressions, looking really weird.

After the pulling and pulling were done, five red fingerprints appeared on both sides of the arms of the two.

Then they looked at each other's "masterpiece" on each other's arms and couldn't help laughing at the same time.

In an instant, it seemed like I was back a year ago. The two were constantly punished by the head coach because of their hostility. Who would have thought that in such punishment, they would develop another kind of friendship. The two former brothers and brothers are about to separate.

"Okay, let's start practicing. We don't have much time."

Russell put the whistle in his mouth.

"We don't have much time" is Russell's catchphrase in the past three months this summer. He will say this whenever it is training. No one finds it strange because they don't have much time - when school starts, there will be no such good venue conditions for them to use alone; when the season starts, Russell will also go to the Weiling United to teach Chu Zhongtian, and there is no possibility. They only have these three months left, of course there is not much time left.

※※※The afternoon training lasts until five o'clock. Russell's opinion is not long. He strongly opposes Chu Zhongtian simplifying football training into "a lot of repetitive mechanical labor" like a livestock. He told Chu Zhongtian that the effect of training is not necessarily proportional to the time, and it is not that the longer the practice time, the better the effect. In a shorter time, as long as the method is correct, the effect of practice is better than not knowing the method and just practicing stupidly all day.

Therefore, the training time in the morning is from 9:00 to 10:30, and in the afternoon is from 3:30 to 5:00. Each training time is one and a half hours, and it will never exceed this period.

After finishing the training, Chu Zhongtian sat on the ground to change his shoes, replaced the sneakers, and replaced them with lighter and more comfortable jogging shoes, and he had to run back.

Russell also sat beside him, changing into his sneakers.

Chu Zhongtian suddenly remembered that today is August 29th, and there will be a league game tomorrow on August 30th, and the next 31st is Sunday. I can practice for another day, and then school will start. I guess I won’t see Russell after that, right?

He was about to ask Russell if he came on the 31st, but Russell spoke first: "Today is my last time to train with you." Russell never said that he was teaching Chu Zhongtian, but just said that he was training, although the fact is that he was guiding Chu Zhongtian to train.

"Ah?" Although it was two days earlier than I expected, Chu Zhongtian was not too surprised. There was no banquet that would last forever. The former brothers and brothers had a day of separation. "Are you going to report to the Weiling United?"

Russell laughed, laughing a little weird.

“In fact, not.”

"Oh..." Chu Zhongtian didn't react at first, but immediately he found the problem: "What? Don't go to Weiling United? Then where are you going? Is there a better team invited you?"

Russell waved his hand: "No."

"Then why are you..." Chu Zhongtian was confused.

"I don't plan to play football anymore." When Russell said this to him with a smile, Chu Zhongtian felt like he was struck by lightning - this news was too surprising to him!
Chapter completed!