As soon as Mo Yang limped back home, his cell phone rang in his pocket. He took it out and looked at it, then hurriedly entered the room.
"Yang! Is your injury okay? Do you want to call Elena to check you out...!"
Pere, who was sitting in the living room, saw Mo Yang blowing by like a gust of wind. He didn't respond at all to his concern, and suddenly his head was filled with black lines.
During this time, Pere often noticed that Moyang would giggle while playing on his mobile phone.
Pere was a little suspicious that this kid was in love, and the alarm in his heart went off instantly.
But when I think about it, I don’t think so. How can anyone fall in love without even leaving the house? It’s almost like falling in love with football!
So Pere tiptoed close to Moyang's room and put his ear to the door to eavesdrop, which was very indecent.
Pere frowned when he heard a female voice, but after listening carefully, he found that the voice was in Chinese, and the voice was somewhat familiar to him.
With Xiaodi's face appearing in his mind, Pere returned to the living room with a smile.
Although he didn't want to interfere with Mo Yang's private life, he had to understand.
He knows very well how chaotic the world of fame and fortune in football is.
He was really worried that Mo Yang would be tricked and used by some women who came with a purpose.
After all, Mo Yang is no longer an unknown little player. Not to mention other places, just in the city of Leeds, nine and a half out of ten people know this kid. There is no problem in saying that he is a star in this city.
In Moyang's room, Xiao Di and Moyang were making the Nth video.
"Is your injury okay? Why are you so careless!" In the video, Xiao Di was lying on the bed in his pajamas, raising his two naughty little feet and kicking them around. His delicate face was in front of the phone, and his little face was full of tears.
Angry look.
"How can you think so much during a game! And it doesn't mean that you won't get hurt if you are careful. Some fouls are just for him!"
"The doctor said it's just a mild sprain, and it will be completely healed after a week or two of rest." Mo Yang held up the phone with one hand, sat on the bed with his back straight, and kept smiling on his face. Those who didn't know thought this guy was doing an interview.
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"By the way, it's New Year's Eve tomorrow, how do you spend your time in the UK?" Xiao Di asked curiously, changing the subject.
"Xiao Di, who are you video chatting with in the middle of the night? We have to go there tomorrow morning..."
"I'll hang up first!"
Just as Mo Yang was about to speak, he heard a female voice coming from the phone, and then the sound of opening the door. He saw a look of panic on Xiao Di's face, and then he hurriedly got up from the bed and hung up the video.
Mo Yang smiled, put away his phone and lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Xiao Di didn't mention that he really forgot that tomorrow is the Chinese New Year.
When my grandfather was here, they would gather at their home in London's Chinatown every year to celebrate the New Year. It was very lively and everyone had a smile on their face.
But as soon as the uncle left, everyone fell out because of the inheritance. Sometimes Mo Yang really felt that money would really be nothing if there was too much.
After lying down for a while, Mo Yang directly called up the system and opened the personal properties panel.
The month-long intensive schedule and high-intensity competition after New Year's Day made Mo Yang mentally and physically exhausted, but it was also very rewarding.
While Mo Yang gained a lot of competition experience, his various abilities and attributes also increased naturally.
In particular, Mo Yang was most satisfied with his body and physical fitness. Even passing and speed, two old stubborn things that had not changed in more than three years, had increased a little each.
Moreover, the last five rounds of the league have basically been strong teams. Mo Yang has also obtained two skill points, but he has not yet figured out how to use these two skill points.
As skill points become increasingly difficult to obtain, Mo Yang now has to think twice about using one.
The two items of body and physical fitness have now reached the passing level in his mind. What he is now considering is which ability to improve next.
He knows that Perret and Klopp have been in frequent contact during this period and are discussing some differences, but the problem is not big, it is just that it is still early before next season, so both parties are not in a hurry, and it will be a matter of time to finalize the contract.
So he will most likely log into the Premier League next season.
But he doesn't know anything about the Premier League. Watching the Premier League and playing in the Premier League are completely different things.
Mo Yang didn't dare to judge which aspects of his abilities he needed to improve based on watching the game.
So he wanted to save these skill points first, and then add more points later, which might make up for some shortcomings in a short period of time.
Turning off the pleasant property panel, Mo Yang opened the system mall that made him excited.
[Remaining emotion points: 1073474.52]
Looking at the millions of emotional points accumulated during this period, Mo Yang was ready to make a move, but in the end he restrained his desire to open the bag.
He made a plan, leaving only one million emotional points for emergencies, and using the rest to gamble with dogs, and try to turn his bicycle into a motorcycle.
Early the next morning, Mo Yang went straight to London. After meeting up with Reed, the two went straight to the cemetery in the northern suburbs of London. This was something they both had to do every year.
Seeing the fallen leaves piled up in front of the grandfather's grave, Mo Yang's face was full of anger. It didn't take much to know that neither of his uncles had ever seen it.
After sweeping the grave, Reed and Mo Yang returned to Leeds, usually back to Reed's farm.
Reed said he was from England, but under the influence of his great grandfather, he lived a more Chinese life than the Chinese, and was more active than Mo Yang every New Year's Eve.
"Yang! Do you know why I don't let you call me grandpa?" Reed, who was in a low mood on the plane, suddenly said.
"Strictly speaking, I'm your uncle!" Reed said, looking out the window with some distraction.
"Ah!" Mo Yang turned around instantly, his eyes widened and he was shocked.
"Haha!" Reid laughed when he saw Mo Yang's surprised look, "Actually, I am your uncle's adopted son."
"I was a war orphan. I ran away from the orphanage when I was six and met Allen. He took me in and sent me to study. He treated me like his own child." Reed's eyes were slightly red, as if he was lost in memories.
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"I have paid homage to the ancestral tablet of the Mo family and entered the Mo family tree!" Seeing Mo Yang staring in disbelief, Reed's face was full of bad humor.
Mo Yang couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. No wonder Reed has always been with the grandfather, doing everything by himself. It doesn't look like an employment relationship between superiors and subordinates at all, but looks like a father and son. Now the case has been solved.
Back in Leeds, the two stopped by Chinatown to buy ingredients for the New Year's Eve dinner. By the time they returned home, it was almost noon.
"boom!"
As soon as I entered the house, there was a sudden explosion, and then colorful ribbons were flying all over the house.
"Happy New Year! Yang!"
"Happy New Year! Dear Yang!"
"..."
Seeing Bamford and others rushing over, Mo Yang was dumbfounded.
Captain Cooper walked over directly, gave Mo Yang a bear hug, and said with a smile: "Yang, we know that today is the most important holiday for the Chinese, so we are here, hoping to make you happy."
"Thanks!"
Mo Yang's eyes were red, he grinned and hugged Bamford and the others one by one. He was really moved by this army of locusts.
Reed looked at this scene with a smile and was very pleased.
Reed really knows Mo Yang very well. He is simple and kind-hearted and has a unique personality charm that makes people like him without even realizing it.
Next, Mo Yang started busy in the kitchen. In order to avoid being chased by the crazy old man carrying a golf club again, Mo Yang made mandarin duck hot pot this time, as well as seven or eight relatively light southern dishes that he specially learned from the Internet.
An hour later, everyone was sitting around the table, and the room was filled with laughter and laughter.
Just after taking a few bites, Moyang's cell phone rang.
"dad!"
"Oh haha!"
Mo Yang connected the video, and then saw a group of people from Wuyangyang appearing on the screen of his mobile phone. He was shocked. Mobai and his family were very neat today.
Bamford and the others became silent when they realized that Moyang was talking to his family on the phone.
"Silly boy!"
"Yangyang!"
"..."
Several uncles and aunts, grandparents, and a group of little kids were all gathered in the living room, video chatting with Mo Yang through the TV. Everyone was smiling and greeting Mo Yang.
Originally, Mo Xiangdong and Zheng Lili were worried that Mo Yang would be lonely alone, but when Mo Yang turned the phone over and Bamford and others greeted them, everyone in the Mo family was dumbfounded and relieved.
After chatting for a few minutes, Mo Yang just hung up the phone, and Xiao Di's video came again. Mo Yang immediately got up and walked to the yard.
"Happy New Year!" As soon as the call was connected, Xiao Di's crisp laughter came from the phone.
Mo Yang grinned and was about to speak, but his cell phone was suddenly taken away.
Looking back, I saw that Bamford and his group had quietly followed them out.
"Oh! BIU is a dog!"
Bamford held the mobile phone and exclaimed again and again. He directly raised the mobile phone, and then a group of people gathered together and greeted Xiaodi with a smile.
Xiao Di acted gracefully and even started chatting with this group of people, which made Mo Yang look at him with a wry smile on his face.
After a while, Bamford and others returned the phone to you, Mo Yang.
Mo Yang chatted with Xiao Di for a while and then hung up the phone.
As soon as he returned to the house, Bamford and others were heckled and complained that he had a girlfriend but didn't tell them.
Mo Yang defended himself for a few words, but when no one believed him, he didn't bother to explain.
"Yang! Is your contract finalized?"
After drinking and eating, everyone went to the living room to chat. Bamford suddenly said something, which made everyone look over.
"Almost done!" Mo Yang's face felt a little unnatural.
"What about you! Have you made a decision?" Mo Yang asked.
"Well! We all decided to renew our contract with the club!" Phillips nodded and smiled.
"Where's Bamford!" Mo Yang looked at Bamford.
Bamford smiled casually, shrugged, and said: "I can't think of a reason for leaving!"
Bamford has a very clear understanding of himself. His outstanding performance this season is inseparable from Mo Yang's feeding style.
He knew how fierce the competition among wealthy families was, as he came from a wealthy family.
So instead of going to those wealthy clubs with no future in sight, he might as well stay at Leeds United and hold on to what he already has in his hands. This is the most important thing.
"That's great!" Mo Yang smiled bitterly.
Bamford's worth is now higher than him. This guy has scored 29 goals in just 30 rounds of the league. He is now worth almost 20 million pounds and is the hottest top scorer in the English Championship.
But Mo Yang also knew that this guy was a rich second generation. He didn't play football for money, but really liked the sport of football. This guy even turned down Harvard University, a world-famous school, just to play football.
"Yang! This is professional football! You have to learn to get used to it," Cooper looked at Mo Yang, who looked uncomfortable, "You are different from us. Since you have the ability to strive for higher honors, why not?"