On July 10, 2015, Yile ended its vacation and went to London, England.

He will play for Tottenham Hotspur throughout the season and fight for it.

At 3 p.m. London time, Yi Le had just walked out of the exit when he saw team manager Fox leading a staff member waiting there, who was holding a 'Le.Yi' sign.

"Mr. Fawkes, why are you here?" Yi Le hurriedly walked over and asked.

Fox smiled and said, "I'm here to pick you up, and by the way, I'll help you get acquainted with the club and your new residence." ”

Yi Le smiled and nodded, and after shaking hands, the two walked out of the terminal and took a business car to the training base in North London.

This training base is a newly implemented project, covering an area of 77 acres, and there are perfect training equipment inside.

Yi Le followed Fox for a brief tour, and in the process, Yi Le also met head coach Villas-Boas and future captain Lloris.

Boas is no stranger, the two had a brief exchange, and Boas was quite pleased with the arrival of Yile.

Lowry is the goalkeeper and captain and does not have any positional conflicts with Yile, so it is impossible to be excluded.

The two shook hands amicably, and Lori wished Yile a good performance in the coming season before turning to leave.

The head coach Boas told Yile to train at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning, and also left.

After visiting the training base, Yile followed Fox to check in.

This is an apartment very close to the training base, which is chartered by the club, and the accommodation fee is half for the players and the club, but it is also changed to give the players convenience, so that the players can play without worry.

Yi Le's room is on the third floor, and in the corridor, Yi Le has seen that many rooms have been occupied, and it seems that he is not the first one to come.

The room is very clean, two bedrooms and one living room, and a small gym is made separately, which has a treadmill, and other daily necessities are quite perfect, which is not known how many times the quality of life has improved compared to Yile during his time in Millwall.

When Fox asked to leave, Yi Le also respectfully sent the management boss out of the door, and then returned to the room and began to prepare for cleaning.

Although the room has been cleaned up by the cleaning company, there are some corners that Yile still wants to do by himself.

Yi Le began to clean, wiped the floor again, put a quilt cover on the quilt, and carried it to the balcony to bask in the sun, and after working for a long time, it was time for dinner.

Looking at the time, Yi Le simply rinsed it and changed into a dark blue Tottenham training uniform, with the Tottenham 'Golden Rooster Independence' emblem on the right chest.

After opening all the windows, Yi Le opened the door and walked out satisfied.

As soon as Yi Le walked out of the door, there was a sound of the door opening in the next room.

The two of them turned their heads to look over at the same time, and they all showed surprised looks.

Sun Xingmin blinked and asked, "Asians?" ”

Yi Le nodded and said, "Chinese." ”

Sun Xingmin chuckled, stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, my name is Sun Xingmin, Korean." ”

Yi Le smiled in return, and the two shook hands.

Don't look at the Koreans and Chinese don't look at each other, but in Europe, it is half an Asian fellow, Sun Xingmin is also quite willing to communicate with Yi Le, he sent an invitation to have dinner together, Yi Le gladly agreed.

"Yi, I've heard your name, the heart of the Championship champions' midfield, you're amazing." Sun Xingmin praised without hesitation.

Yi Le smiled shyly and said: "You are also very good, you have scored a lot of goals in the Bundesliga." ”

Sun Xingmin smiled, although he suddenly leaned over and asked, "Yi, we are friends, right?" ”

Yi Le nodded ignorantly.

Sun Xingmin hurriedly said: "Then remember to pass the ball to me more when you are in the game!" ”

Yi Lelen paused for a moment, and then smiled: "Don't worry, as long as you can run to the open gear, the ball will definitely arrive." ”

Forehead...

Sun Xingmin was a little confused, is he so confident?

The relationship between the two Asians quickly became familiar, and Son Heung-min's gentle personality made him feel comfortable, and Son Heung-min naturally wanted to be more intimate when he saw an Asian team-mate at Tottenham.

After dinner, the two agreed to go to the training base together tomorrow, and then they went back to their rooms to get ready for bed.

.......

The next day, Yi Le got up early, took a cold shower, changed into training clothes, and stepped on his training backpack, before he walked out of the door and knocked on Sun Xingmin's door next door.

Knock knock!!

Knock knock knock!!

It was a little later that the door opened.

Sun Xingmin was sleepy-eyed, rubbed his eyes, and asked, "Yi, why did you get up so early." ”

Yi Le smiled and said, "It's not early, it's already five o'clock, we need to do morning exercises." ”

Oh~~~~~

Sun Xingmin wailed, hugged his head and said, "You let me go." ”

But Yi Le ignored it, pushed him into the bathroom, urged Sun Xingmin to finish taking a bath, and waited for him to finish changing his clothes before going downstairs.

Standing on the side of the street, Sun Xingmin lazily looked at Yile tying his shoes, and couldn't help but have a bad premonition.

"Yi, what are you doing?" Sun Xingmin asked vigilantly.

Yi Le straightened up and said, "There is a distance of more than 2,000 meters from the training ground, so it should be considered a warm-up." ”

"God!! You let me go! We haven't had breakfast yet. ”

"Let's go, let's run!!"

Two young people, bathed in the bright morning sun, ran noisily to the far end in the quiet street...

When they came to the training base, Yi Le and Sun Xingmin found that they were not the first ones.

The meeting time was 7 o'clock in the morning, and it was only 5:30 a.m., but there were already people training at the training base.

This is a young man of about 180, about the same size as Yile, very slender, with clean curly hair, wearing a Tottenham training uniform, and is juggling the ball.

The ball moves like an elf on his feet, occasionally with his shoulders or on his forehead to control his balance.

This is a player with excellent foot feel.

Yi Le couldn't help but see that Hunter was happy, so he rushed over and shouted, "Come, here!" ”

The sudden shouting made the curly-haired guy's juggling rhythm pause slightly, but he quickly found his balance.

He looked at Yi Le with some surprise, and the other party kept waving at him, signaling him to pass the ball.

The curly-haired boy was a little introverted, but he passed it on anyway.

The soccer ball crossed a graceful trajectory and flew towards Yile.

Yi Le found the landing point, moved two steps to the left, raised his knees slightly, and gently padded the front of his thighs, and the football was unloaded like a good child, and then he straightened his knees and toed the ball twice again.

As soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew if there was one, and Yi Le's kung fu of stopping the ball made the curly-haired boy and Sun Xingmin's eyes light up, and they subconsciously called out.

"Wow!!"

Yi Le shook it twice, and then passed it to Sun Xingmin, who took it in a hurry, compared to Yi Le and the curly-haired boy with exquisite footwork, Sun Xingmin's footwork was still a lot worse.

His weapon is not delicate footwork, but speed.

The three young men practiced for a while in the empty training base before they got together and began to introduce themselves.

"My name is Dele. Ali, just call me Ali. The curly-haired boy looked at Yi Le and said in surprise: "Your stopping skills are amazing." ”

Yi Le smiled and said, "My name is Yi Le, Chinese, you can call me Yi, your skills are also great." ”

Dele. Ali smiled happily: "Thank you." ”

At this time, Sun Xingmin also began to introduce himself: "It's okay to call me Sun, Korean." ”

"We started with ball training, passing the ball in the air, and if anyone fell to the ground, they were penalized for running laps." Yi Le proposed.

"Yes!"

"No problem."

The two agreed, and then the three of them formed a circle, Yi Le threw the ball, and the football passed non-stop between the three.

......

At the door of the training base, Boas walked in with a black line, followed by team manager Fox.

"Sir, don't forget that this is your last chance, what we want to see is the results!"

"Grades? We have to run in first, and then we can get results, can you only see these in your eyes? The changes I've made to the team are much more than that. ”

"Hmph, sir, I'm sorry, I haven't seen it yet."

"You'll see it soon."

The two of them continued to argue and walked towards the training base, Boas was in a bad mood, hell Fox, this thing started to disgust himself early in the morning.

If this guy weren't for the team manager, Boas would have been able to fight him.

The two kept going through the gate and into the training ground, and they kept arguing during the process, but in the middle of the conversation, Boas suddenly stopped.

Fawkes also froze for a moment, and then mocked: "Sir, do you want to ..... Forehead ......"

Fawkes stopped, he looked at the scene in front of him and was a little stunned.

The glorious morning sun poured on the ground, illuminating the green turf golden.

Bathed in the sun, the three young people are constantly passing a black and white football.

Under the sun, the smile is so simple that it is fascinating.

It seems to give people endless power.

Fawkes looked at this scene with some greed.

Is this still Tottenham?

Is this still the same team that is getting old and twilight?

In the expressions of the three young men, he could not see any negative energy.

It's just sunshine, energy, and a lot of vitality.

Fox couldn't help but look a little stupid.

"Easy, don't play tricks, what's going on with your heel, why can you hit the ball accurately!"

"Ali, why are you like this... Don't underestimate me, watch me pass the ball with my ass. ”

"Oh, the ball is off, Sun runs laps!"

"Willing to gamble and lose, Sun, you have to run laps."

"Bastard! You two are bullying me for not being a midfielder! ”

The morning sun poured down on the three young men, like a beautiful picture, and Boas and Fawkes couldn't help but smile.

Boas turned around, pointed to the sun-soaked pitch, and smiled; "Look! That's what Tottenham Hotspur should look like! ”