My light shines on Arsenal

Chapter 22 White Horse Bar ([-])

"Daniel?"

Jorginho was startled, and then realized that Chen Yao was talking about Daniel Carvajal, the right back demon he poached from Castilla.

"He." A trace of dissatisfaction flashed across Jorginho's eyes, "He can't play with us."

"He always walks alone and doesn't communicate with us other than techniques and tactics," Verratti said.

"But he played well..." Zaha added, "I played right winger in the youth team and I was really comfortable with him."

Chen Yao asked curiously: "Why doesn't he play with you?"

"Why else? He came from Real Madrid's youth training and looks down on us."

Jorginho said angrily.

"Occasionally he would say that we played worse than 15-year-olds from Castilla."

Zaha is also a master with self-respect, said unconvinced.

Chen Yao nodded.Players who come from the youth training of wealthy clubs are somewhat arrogant, and whichever wealthy club they come from, they are likely to be fans of that club.

It seems that Carvajal is very dissatisfied with Real Madrid giving up on himself. Since he is dissatisfied, it also shows that Carvajal still has feelings for Real Madrid.

Chen Yao thought about the liquidated damages clause in Carvajal's transfer contract, and his heart moved.

Is it possible that this clause will be activated one day?

"By the way, coach, congratulations on winning the victory. When will I have a chance to go to the first team?"

Jorginho looked at Chen Yao eagerly.He has been paying attention to Arsenal's games and knows that Arsenal's midfielder is short of people.Players like Frimpong can start and Jorginho thinks he can too.

"You still need to get used to it. You need to adapt to London's climate, diet, and many technical movements. You also need to reshape your tactical awareness."

Chen Yao waved his hand, these children still have a long way to go.

"Oh... Mr. Coach, don't forget about us." Jorginho said disappointedly.

"How could it be? I like to use young players very much, just like Mr. Wenger." Chen Yao laughed.

Speaking of Wenger, the eyes of the three brothers across the ocean were brightened again. To them, Wenger's reputation is like a legend. This is a truly world-famous coach. How much would it be if he could get some advice from Wenger? A young player's dream.

Especially Zaha, Wenger called him.

"Eh...hey...don't be like this, you will have a chance." Chen Yao looked at the three people with shining eyes and drank the beer in one gulp.

Finally, he is not alone, Chen Yao thought.

Although these three guys will be severely punished for daring to come out to drink secretly, but it feels good to have a few companions.

……

"Are you... Arsenal players and coaches?"

A few exclamations came from not far away, and Chen Yao was so frightened that it would be troublesome to be recognized.

He is no longer the little unknown coach he used to be, but a coach who has appeared—should have appeared—in the broadcast footage.

And he was still with three youth team players, still drinking?This is going to cause trouble.

Chen Yao was about to run away, but saw three people walking over together.

"We've been drinking there for a while." A 30-year-old British man said with a fluent London accent, "I always feel that this gentleman seems to have seen it on TV, you know, in the Premier League. In the league, Asian faces are rare."

Chen Yao scratched his head in embarrassment, and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you, these are...uh, my friends, they are leaving soon."

Jorginho's mind turned quickly, and he immediately reacted, nodded and said: "Yes, sir, we are also fans, and we go to high school near here... Uh, we got the autograph, it's time to go, goodbye."

After finishing speaking, he dragged the other two people to escape.

"The bars in North London have this kind of characteristics." Chen Yao adjusted his expression, gritted his teeth and said with a smile.

"So, you really are?"

The British man asked in surprise, and then introduced: "My name is Arthur, Arthur Ashworth, and I am a teacher in a middle school near here."

"I am his colleague, my name is Donna, and I am also a middle school teacher. Today is Sunday, and we wanted to take Mariana for a drink. By coincidence, we found this bar." A woman next to her laughed.

Donna looks to be about the same age as Arthur, with blond hair, a sweet smile, wearing a well-fitting dress, gentle and demure.

She looked at the female companion beside her and said, "This is Mariana (Mariana), she is my college classmate. By the way, she may be your fellow villager."

Chen Yao's eyes slid towards Mariana, and he was surprised to find that this was also an Asian face.

Mariana looked like a beauty in the workplace. She put on some light makeup, her long permed hair hung over her shoulders, and she wore a suit and uniform even on weekends, looking mature and charming.

She gave Chen Yao a nice smile, stretched out her hand, and said, "Nice to meet you, I'm Mariana, and my Chinese name is Meng Qinghe."

Chen Yao shook hands with her and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to dress so formally when you come to the bar."

Meng Qinghe sighed helplessly: "It's work, I have to work overtime on weekends."

Chen Yao smiled at the three of them and said, "My name is Chen Yao, and I am a coach at Arsenal. Nice to meet you all."

Arthur was particularly excited. He looked Chen Yao up and down carefully, and exclaimed, "A real coach! This is the first time I've seen it with my own eyes—it doesn't count if I saw it a few hundred meters away at the Emirates Stadium."

He thought for a moment, then added: "What I saw at Highbury doesn't count either."

"Arthur is an old Arsenal fan, all of them. This guy, he always secretly gives the children time off for PE lessons."

Donna said with some complaints.

"That's why I'm going to show you football, Ms. Jones. So you don't blame me."

Arthur's serious look made Donna laugh.

"Okay, Arthur is an Arsenal fan and I'm trying to be one. But the real diehard has to be my good friend Mariana."

Tang Na looked at Meng Qinghe mysteriously.

"Or, let her introduce herself."

Meng Qinghe showed that good-looking smile again. The charm of a mature professional made Chen Yao feel that her smile would be an invincible weapon in business negotiations.

"Mr. Coach, after I graduated from university in the UK, I became an accountant and worked at Ernst & Young. So, you don't mind if you dress like this on weekends."

"Oh, by the way, I have another job. I am a member of the Arsenal Supporter Trust. If you follow AST's movements, you will find that many of the club's financial analysis opinions are mine. lead drafting."

Meng Qinghe's bright eyes stared at Chen Yao, with a bit of pride in her tone. Her face was full of a "Come and praise me" smile, and there was a little playfulness in her original steady atmosphere.

"A... AST..."

Chen Yao froze for a moment, the surprise on his face turned into admiration and appreciation.

"Ms. Meng, this is really... very admirable."

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