It's a sunny day again!

Peter walked out of the duty room at the Staupwood training base, raised his head, and looked at the sky that was so blue that there was not even a trace of clouds, and suddenly felt a burst of relaxation, and the sleepiness of staying up all night was also swept away.

"Peter, morning!" A young man standing upright in a security uniform at the sentry post at the door of the duty room greeted Peter as he walked out of the duty room.

"Morning, Thomas!" Peter smiled and responded, "What a beautiful day, don't you think?" ”

Security guard Thomas didn't answer, but he also raised his head to look at the cloudless blue sky, and a smile crossed his lips.

It was indeed a very nice weather to kick the ball!

Don't look at him in his twenties, but he has been a veteran Saints fan for more than 20 years.

Of course, when it comes to seniority, it is compared with many new fans now, and if it is compared with Uncle Peter, who is standing next to him and stretching his waist, then he is inferior.

He still vividly remembers that when he was a child, this Uncle Peter was already a security guard at Staupwood.

Oh no, there wasn't a Staupwood yet.

At that time, the Saints' training base was very simple, that is, they were randomly circled around, and the players were training in it.

Their group of children always appeared around the training ground accompanied by adults, and watched them train like this, and even some of them were naughty, and they would sneak into it and run in to make trouble.

Looking back, Southampton was like an amateur team with roots in the community, and the stars who made them so treasured felt like big brothers at times.

Oh, by the way, if you run to Saints Harry's bar a lot, and you often run into players who come to drink, ask for autographs, take photos or something, that's all too normal.

All the people at that time loved the saints as much as they liked their own family and friends.

Relatively speaking, the saints are a bit strange now.

Thick walls and tall street trees completely separate the training ground from the fans.

Although fans can also go to the training ground to watch the team train, they have to go through security checks, and there are some formalities that are no longer as casual and simple as before.

At least, the days when entering the training base was as easy as entering one's own home are gone.

It's not a problem with one team at Southampton, it's a problem with all teams across Europe.

Times have changed, and so has everything.

Even the fans' feelings for the club have changed.

The saints are still the saints that everyone in the city loves, but the feelings are different, and the way of expressing them is also different.

Thomas is one of the more old-fashioned old fans, and he still misses the Saints of his childhood.

So, he came to the Staupwood training base and he worked as a security guard.

Because of this, he can walk around Staplewood every day as if he were walking in his own home.

"Peter."

"Huh?" Peter looked back and glanced at the young man who was standing straight.

"How long have you been here?" Thomas asked.

Peter frowned, as if he was thinking hard, but he smiled again, "I can't remember, it's been a long time." ”

"I remember, when I was a kid, I heard my dad say that you used to be a great player in the Saints Academy, and then you were a great engineer in London, so why did you come here as a security guard? Moreover, for so long? ”

Thomas lowered his head this time and glanced at Peter, who was sitting by the door.

Peter looked up, his cloudy eyes seemed to glow, and he seemed to be reminding himself of his old days, and he was caught up in the memory.

It was a full minute or so before he suddenly remembered that he hadn't answered the question yet.

"Don't believe it, when I was forced to leave the Saints because of an injury, I envied the security guards at Staputwood, because he could see those stars every day, watch them train every day, and walk freely through Staupwood, so I had a dream at that time, I wanted to be a security guard at Staupwood."

When Thomas heard this, he wanted to laugh a little, just for this?

Oh my God, who didn't have a dream when they were children?

Pilots, astronauts, scientists......

But aren't these all talking points that will be used to laugh at themselves when they grow up in the future?

Who remembers the dream they once made? Who wants to be so bored to fulfill their childhood dreams?

"You know, I'm making a lot of money in London, but I'm not happy at all, I don't really like my job, it's more like a tool for me to make a living than out of love."

When Peter said this, the expression on his face was complicated.

People in the world are often like this, how many people can make a living with their love?

Even, how many people, at first because of love, but in the end, they were unconsciously changed their original intentions?

After more than a minute of silence, Peter exhaled and continued: "Later, I had a fight with the boss because the team he was supporting lost to Southampton in the league, and he scolded him, so I fought with him! ”

Thomas almost burst out laughing.

This Peter looks like a gentleman, and he is not the kind of powerful man, and he is still fighting with others?

But don't really want to be beaten too badly?

Peter seemed to sense Thomas's eyes, raised his head, and smiled slightly, "What?" Are you worried that I'll be beaten? ”

Thomas didn't say anything, but his expression already revealed what he was thinking.

"I'll tell you, Thomas, that guy was beaten like a pig's head by me, and although I also hung up, he was worse than me, and that time was probably going to be a nightmare for him for the rest of his life!"

Thomas was speechless.

It was certainly wrong to hit someone, but for some reason, he couldn't blame Peter.

'Then I decided to leave London, my wife and my children supported my decision and we went back to Southampton just as Harry told me that the team was looking for a security guard and, you know, I was like, oh my God, my chance to achieve my childhood dream!"

"I've been thinking that I'm coming back just to be a security guard!"

The corners of Thomas's mouth twitched, what a small, but yet admirable decision.

An engineer who had been in the thick of things in London suddenly came to Southampton to work as a security guard, he really didn't know what to say, but in any case, he admired Peter's choice and courage.

"I know that over the years, there have been a lot of old diehards who think that the team has deteriorated, that the team has completely lost the traditions of the Saints of the past, that it has become a big club, but it has distanced itself from the fans."

Thomas nodded, he had heard it all the time.

"Those are a bunch of shameless guys, and they seem to have forgotten that when the team was in deep financial crisis, Matthew Le Tissier did everything possible to raise donations, but did they donate?"

Thomas also vaguely knew about this matter, and it was not far away, probably less than ten years.

"Nope! They don't! ”

Peter's tone was light, but forceful.

"They're like a bunch of selfish vampires who only know how to take but don't know how to give, and they demand that the team value the inheritance and maintain the tradition, but it comes at a high cost, and they are not willing to pay for it."

"If they were willing to support Matthew Le Tissier, then the saints would not have been bought, they would still be our saints, they had given the saints to investors with their own hands, and now what right would they have to ask others to respect their opinions and value their traditions?"

"How much did Young Master Huan spend on the saints? How much effort and emotion have been put into it? He is now only reaping the fruits of his deserved, and who are those shameless people to blame? ”

"That group of guys is like a group of ticket customers in the red light district, after the refreshment, sit on the edge of the bed, and tell her very seriously, girl, you are so young and beautiful, it's a pity to do this business, it's better to be good!"

Thomas was happy when he heard it, which is a bit figurative, right?

"I don't want to do anything now, I don't listen to anyone who says I'm going to see it, I just believe what I see with my eyes, which is that professional football has changed dramatically over the years, and our Saints have not only adapted to that change, but have also gone from being a third-tier team on the verge of bankruptcy to one of the biggest clubs in Europe."

"For me, that's the greatest achievement, and I'm proud of it!"

Thomas nodded heavily.

He had also been confused, but now that he had heard Peter's words, many of his thoughts had been let go.

It is not enough to completely subvert his past views, but it has expanded his thinking.

"By the way, Peter, what you said about Young Master Huan, how are people? Is it like what the newspaper said, a large number of entourages went out, and when they entered the door, they threw money, attracting a group of people to surround and rob? ”

Peter's eyes widened when he heard this, Nimeih, does anyone believe this?

"These are all fake news made up by those unscrupulous tabloids to create sales, fake, at least I haven't seen Young Master Huan throw money." After a pause, a hint of cunning appeared in Peter's old eyes.

"Of course, if he scatters money, I'll definitely be the first to rush up and grab it, Nimei, who can't get along with money?"

Thomas's three views have been completely turned upside down.

What kind of situation is this Uncle Peter?

"What is Young Master Huan like?" Thomas asked again.

He had just come to work, he had seen it in the newspaper, and he had seen Young Master Huan a few times in the stadium, but he really didn't face to face, so he didn't know what kind of person Young Master Huan was.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw several figures running outside the gate, and their conversation could be heard from a distance.

"Young master, it's almost five kilometers, come on, you can, hold on!" It was a delicate beauty who spoke.

"But no, it's only five kilometers, I think back then, when I was in the special training of the army, I carried dozens of pounds on my back and ran dozens or hundreds of kilometers, I didn't blush or panting, how can I look like you, young master, you are weak!"

"I'm weak, why are you going to run a hundred kilometers with a weight on me? Don't stand on the sidelines and talk without back pain! ”

"Young master, I'm wronged, I'm the one you said, you've gained weight recently and want to lose weight, so I'm going to make a special training for you!"

"I'm training Nimei."

"Oh, I'll ask them to bring my sister when I get back!"

"I'll pick you up!"

"Okay, bring my mom by the way, I haven't seen them in a long time!"

"I'll rub, you roll for me, roll me as far as you want, don't hinder Young Master Ben from losing weight!"

"Isn't that just a few taels of meat? I don't believe it, I can't lose you, I'll fight with you! ”

As he spoke, he saw the young man gritting his teeth and rushing towards the gate of the training base.

Thomas was about to stop him, but Peter grabbed him.

"Oh, he's Young Master Huan!"

"What?" Thomas was dumbfounded.

"He's Young Master Huan?"

Oh my God, what's the situation?

It's too subversive, it's too ruined, right?