Chapter 14

Harris couldn't understand Roy's idea. "Endrit is not an apple."

Roy exclaimed, "What apple? Endrit is certainly not an apple."

"Have you forgotten what George Bernard Shaw said?" Harris reminded him, "Exchanging apples is still just apples, but sharing ideas means you have two ideas, or even more ideas. Endrit is not an apple. No matter why the people you share it with like Endrit, they are all fans of Endrit. Why do you care why others like Endrit?"

"but……"

"That's what George Bernard Shaw said."

"I……"

"Bernard Shaw!"

Roy opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he saw Harris's mouth shape, he realized that he was about to say "Bernard Shaw" again, so he lowered his head dejectedly and said, "You're right."

"Of course it's right," Harris patted Roy on the head in annoyance, "Everyone pays to watch the game, do you really have to accuse people of being superior or inferior?"

"Wow, you are good at sociology then."

Harris ignored Roy's sour words, "Does sociology teach this? I don't know, Roy. I thought you were acting on impulse again, but if you really want everyone to know Endrit's words, then this won't work."

Roy blinked, "So, let's promote Endrit's good looks? Someone asked me before if he was a male model?"

"Not enough," Harris shook his head. "Like you said, he's a goalkeeper. His foundation is still football. His appearance is just an added value that makes him more famous."

Roy: ...

"What's the difference between you saying this and not saying it?"

"What I mean is, you have to discover and look for some more eye-catching points that people will remember after watching them. Since you have enough confidence in his ability, then make him popular first, let his name spread to Mourinho's ears, and have a chance to become the goalkeeper of the home team, so that the media reports will immediately follow, because his competitor is Cech." Harris paused, feeling helpless but continued: "If the points you dig up are interesting enough, you may be able to make him popular before he even joins the home team. Of course, if you really can't find any interesting points, you can make one up."

Roy couldn't help but rub his eyes with his hands. "Harris, you, this, isn't this flattery?"

"Aren't you confident in Endrit's ability?" Harris couldn't help but laugh. "Didn't you say that? I'm just telling the truth. How can that be considered flattery?"

"I……"

"Okay, let's go eat. It's your treat."

"Huh? Why am I the one treating again?"

"Of course it's your treat! I just talked to you so much and helped you with your plans, but you won't even treat me to a meal?"

"What kind of advice is that..."

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In order to prove that he was not just a flash in the pan, or perhaps his competitive spirit kept him holding back, Roy stopped hanging around doing nothing and started thinking about how to increase Endrit's popularity. Seeing how enthusiastic he was, Harris contacted his mentor directly and gave the two of them a project on "How to increase a person's popularity in a short period of time", and applied for 500 pounds of activity funds.

Every day, Roy ran around offline and took his photos to introduce himself to the girls around him. He would also post photos online every day to maintain the popularity. Although he was still promoting his product without seeing any results, he actually felt regretful. So now that Harris suddenly did this, Roy had no objection and was even a little surprised: just consider it as completing his homework, at least it is some achievement.

"First of all, Endrit is of Chinese descent. Is his father or mother a second-generation immigrant, or is Endrit himself a second-generation immigrant? There is a big difference between the two. Where did Endrit grow up?" Harris took the pen and turned it around in his hand. "What are his family relationships like? Why did he become a goalkeeper? When did he start to come to Chelsea's youth training camp? How is his relationship with his teammates? What is he like during training? Is he a talented goalkeeper or a hard-working goalkeeper?"

Roy opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Harris' eyelids twitched a few times, and he had a bad feeling in his heart, "Don't tell me you don't know the answers to these questions?"

Roy lowered his head in shame. Harris felt dizzy. "You...you...what have you been doing these days? Posting photos online? Did you talk to Endrit when you went to shoot him?"

“I didn’t take a picture of him…”

"Then the photos you posted online... Oh, yes, you took them during the game last Saturday. You post a little bit every day, right?"

"Yes, Harris, you guessed it right, hahaha..."

Harris threw the pen down and stood up. "Let's go. We'll go to the youth training base now."

"ah?"

"Bring your student ID, we're going to do some research."

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With money paving the way and the topic endorsed by a university, it was proved that the two men had no ill intentions. The person being questioned was Zhou Liran, and the staff member who was visited by the two men soon started talking about Zhou Liran, starting from when he came to the youth training base at the age of 13.

"He has loved football since he was a child. Many of the players who came in with him that year left because the training was too hard and tiring, but he didn't leave. Not only did he not leave, he often trained himself more. He is the hardest-working player in our base."

"He didn't have as much talent as others before, but he became the starting goalkeeper of our youth team just by his hard work."

"Now? It's even better now! This kid has finally come to his senses. Not only has he shut out his opponents in the game, he has never even missed a single ball in training!"

"He has a good personality. Even though he doesn't like to talk, everyone in the base knows that he is the most reliable person in the entire team."

"What's wrong with him? There's nothing wrong with him. He even helped clean the footballs a few days ago."

"Why do you look at him? I feel sorry for him. You don't know. Although he is the iron-faced superman of our youth team, that ball really hit him in the face. We feel pain just by looking at it."

Roy's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Iron-faced Superman? What does that mean?"

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As soon as he returned to the dormitory, Roy excitedly prepared to write the article. He felt that he could definitely write an article that would quickly spread throughout England!

"Wait a little longer," Harris stopped Roy, "Wait a little longer, don't be anxious."

"Still waiting? What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for the home team's performance in the Champions League this year, wait for Endrit to continue to keep opponents scoreless in the next game," Harris' eyes lit up surprisingly, "wait for the chairman to return to London."

"Wait for the best time to enter."

Roy muttered as he put away the article he had written. "You talk like you're doing business. We at Chelsea..."

"When the time is right, I will use my pocket money to buy news pages for Endrit in all the major newspapers in the UK."

Roy: ...

"What pocket money? Are you saying that your family is preparing a startup fund for you?"

"You can think of it this way, Roy." Harris chuckled, "Then, treat me to a meal."

"Fuck!? I won't ask!"