At half past two in the afternoon, Wang Rui said goodbye to the people in the car and walked off the bus with a sports bag on his back. The young man who had spat Wang Rui in this position more than a week ago stuck his head out of the car window and waved his fist at him and encouraged: "Wang! Come on! ”

Wang Rui waved his fist and said to him: "Let's come on together!" ”

The saliva man said loudly: "I will go to the away stadium to cheer for the team!" ”

……

The atmosphere in the dressing room was good, it was as hot as it was on the training ground. Ince's competitive mechanics sparked everyone's enthusiasm for training, and they forgot about Wolves' grim relegation situation for a while.

There was a person who was out of place, as if he were a world in himself.

If it was in the past, this person must be himself, Wang Rui thought.

That man is the team's number one striker, Doyle, and the Irishman has finally opted to return to Wolves after a complex psychological struggle. Wolves won against Millwall, who had lost his savings for many years and was now penniless.

He had insufficient reasons to take a leave of absence, and he would have deducted money if he didn't come to training. In addition, Blackburn Rovers have been slow to hear from him, he has to think about his future, and he has to sit on the sidelines for the last three games.

If it was in the past, this kind of thing would not have happened by watching from the wall, and even if it happened, it was because he was injured or too tired. He can also use this opportunity to take a break.

But now he's desperately hoping he's playing.

Yesterday's game stimulated him too much, he hoped that the person who saved the team on the field was himself, and the role of Wolves in saving the team in the past was naturally his.

Wang Rui's punch in the face and kick in his abdomen, he has never forgotten it, and is always looking for an opportunity to return it. Wang Rui is a nail in his eyes, how can he allow this nail to replace him as the hero of the team.

More importantly, he saw something different from yesterday's game. Wolves played with enthusiasm and playing in a team like this is something that every player desperately wants.

Such a Wolves team will perform well in the next three relegation battles, even if they can't win three in a row. Regardless of whether there will be a miracle or not, whether Wolves can succeed in relegation or not, Wolves players will attract the attention of other teams. Then, even if he can't move to Blackburn, he has a good chance of moving to another club.

So he came back and wanted to use the last three games to add weight to his transfer.

Peter beckoned to Wang Rui, signaling that he had joined in the lively discussion. Doyle looked at Wang Rui, who was recognized by his teammates, his brows furrowed tightly, and a sharp gaze shot out of his blue pupils, as if he wanted to tear him to pieces.

Even, there was a faint jealousy in this sharp gaze, because someone took the initiative to give way to Wang Rui. Yes, he was jealous, because he had never been treated like this.

No one in the locker room spoke to Doyle. Taking a leave of absence before the game was not only putting Ince in the driver's seat and disrupting the team's previous deployment, but it also made the other players feel abandoned, which was a terrible feeling.

The players characterised this behavior as a "defection", and then Eli was a "traitor". Since he is a traitor, who wants to be close to him? Who still wants to talk to him.

Doyle snorted coldly at the main players who had been warm with him, thinking that their approach was a disguised curry favor with Ince, because in yesterday's game, Ince changed six starters in one go, making the main team feel in crisis.

Damn, you're just a bunch of dogs who just wag their tails and flatter their owners, and you think you'll be back in the starting lineup like this? Old Ince would have sent you to hell a long time ago, damn it!

"Phew! ……”

Doyle spat hard at the floor, a way he used to express his displeasure.

Peter frowned, turned his head to look at the phlegm, and said in disgust, "Mop it up!" ”

The locker room fell silent, the players around Peter stopped the heated discussion, the main players stopped whispering, and all eyes were on Doyle, there were a few glances in it, and there was a taste of schadenfreude and good play.

Doyle was furious, and then he laughed angrily: "You think yesterday's goal was great? ”

"Do you know how many goals I've scored for Wolves?"

"Teach me? You don't have enough qualifications! ”

The locker room is about strength, and status is also determined by strength. Doyle is undoubtedly Wolves' best striker, attacking the team and his status in the dressing room is so high that there are only a handful of people who can surpass him.

Peter did not expect Doyle to speak like this, and for a time could not find a reason to refute it. He blushed, looked at the Irishman angrily and helplessly, and could not say a word.

Doyle looked at Peter, who was speechless, and snorted coldly and said, "You say! As long as you convince me, don't talk about mopping clean, I'll lick it clean! ”

Arrogant, incomparably arrogant, behind this is backed by strength.

Peter's face turned even redder, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably, and Doyle laughed wildly. Putting Ince along, he knew that the next days might not be easy, and he was very annoyed that he had lost all his savings yesterday.

Negative emotions accumulated in his heart, and he was about to lose it. At this moment, he felt very happy, and tears came out of his eyes.

"It's everyone's responsibility to keep the locker room clean, and if you spit, you should mop it clean."

A calm voice rang out, interrupting Doyle's insolent laughter. Doyle's face turned grim, and the owner of the voice punched him in the face and kicked him in the abdomen, and he had been looking for an opportunity to return it.

Boy, you've finally given me a chance!

Ridiculous draw a knife to help, ridiculous buddy righteousness!

Doyle stared at Wang Rui deadly, slowly stood up, walked towards him, and said step by step: "What qualifications do you have to say these words?" ”

"A glass man who has given up on signing at all clubs, do you think one game can change your fate?"

"You think I, Doyle, am the object you can scold?"

Sabre-rattling, conflict is on the verge of breaking out!

At this moment, Ince stood at the door of the locker room, his face gloomy. Peter looked at the Irishman in a fit of rage in front of him, stopped Wang Rui behind him, and stood between the two.

Several substitutes were ready to step forward to persuade both sides, but they were held back by their teammates and motioned for them to look at the dressing room door. The men looked at the door of the locker room and stopped moving, with a hint of joy in their eyes. Doyle was not warning them by scolding Peter.

Now the two sides of the conflict, one is the guy who put Ince together before the game, and the other is the little guy who scored twice in his debut and assisted a goal. The little guy struck a last-minute winner to help the team claim a long-awaited victory and rekindle the spark of hope among the fans.

As long as there is no bad brain, people know what will happen next.

"Get out of my way, don't get in my way!" Doyle reached out and grabbed Peter's shoulders to shake him off.

"He's not qualified, am I qualified?" Ince walked in, his voice tinging with playfulness.

Doyle's hand froze, and Peter was overjoyed, threw his hand away, and offered to give up his place to Ince. Ince strode over and stood in front of Doyle, the corners of his mouth slightly curled, looking at him coldly.

"You think one game can't change his fate, I'm telling you wrong!"

Doyle frowned, well, maybe yesterday's game will make Morgan change his mind and rekindle the idea of renewing his contract with this glass man.

But what can I do if the contract is renewed, anyway, the certainty of Wolves' relegation is that they will play League Two, what is there to be proud of. Renewing, is that a great thing?

"I just came out of Morgan's office, and Morgan was talking to Wang's agent about a contract extension."

Sure enough, Doyle didn't speak, and a cold snort erupted from his nose. Peter winked at Wang Rui and congratulated him. Other players reacted calmly to the news, after all, Wang Rui performed perfectly yesterday, and it is normal for Morgan to renew his contract

Ince then broke the news: "Wang's agent revealed that there are several clubs interested in him. ”

Doyle's brow furrowed, it wasn't the news he wanted to hear.

Ince seemed to enjoy the change in the expression on the Irishman's face.

"There are five of them in League One ......"

The blood on Doyle's face began to fade slowly, and his heart began to beat faster, not excited, but inexplicably nervous.

The word "among them" means that there are higher-level clubs that are interested in Wang Rui.

'Four Championship teams......

Sure enough, it's the Championship!

And it's four!

The eyes of his teammates began to look at Wang Rui with heat. Wang Rui was surprised by the news, because Jason didn't tell him this.

Despite his shock, Doyle's heartbeat slowly returned after exhaling a long breath.

Just because they're interested, just because they're interested doesn't mean they really want to buy it.

Doyle began to console himself.

"Two Premier League teams!"

Ince looked at Doyle playfully, and lightly exploded a bombshell.