Chapter 25
The feeling of taking the blame for a country to which he had no sense of belonging, well... a little strange.
When he was reincarnated in England and became a descendant of second-generation immigrants, he only used the name Zhou Liran when his grandfather was still alive.
When he was young, his grandfather would hold him in his arms and teach him Chinese. He was very happy to see that he learned quickly. When he died, he held his hand tightly and left most of his inheritance to his grandson, which could be taken out when Zhou Liran turned eighteen.
After Liz married Carter, she would speak Chinese with Zhou Liran at home at first. However, when Zhou Liran went to Chelsea's youth training camp and returned home, Liz didn't speak Chinese much anymore. However, Liz didn't object to Zhou Liran teaching his half-brother Holt a few words of Chinese.
He didn't know whether his biological father, whom he hadn't seen since he was born, was dead or something else happened to him, and he never asked because he didn't care. Once, when Liz seemed to want to talk to him about his biological father, Zhou Liran refused, saying, "I know, my biological father is Ultraman, and he can only be Ultraman."
Liz held his hand in silence for most of the night, and finally neither of them mentioned the topic anymore.
His grandfather came to England when he was young, married a foreign wife, and gave birth to his mother, Liz, who then gave birth to him. The old man does have a sense of nostalgia for his homeland, but Liz has none of that because she grew up entirely in England.
When it comes to Zhou Liran, among the children who grew up with him and had the same situation as him, he is the only one who can speak Chinese. Some children have no impression of China at all, and even inherited the mathematical talent of most people in England, and cannot figure out things even if they count on their fingers.
Often at times like this Zhou Liran would have a feeling of being out of this world, but then he would forcefully suppress this feeling and continue to live his current life indifferently.
He had absolutely no urge to return to China to find his relatives. His grandparents in his previous life would not have had such a hard life without him as their grandson, his mother would not have died, and the baseball team he played for over a decade would not have lacked a goalkeeper who could only stand still.
He had nothing to miss.
But although he really has nothing to worry about, it is because of these memories that he cannot feel a sense of belonging to the country where he has lived for 17 years. So during the World Cup incident last year, he only said a few words when his stepfather was about to scold him.
But now he didn't feel embarrassed to see Ronaldinho, nor did he feel sympathy. He just calmly stopped Mendes who was anxious to explain, then stood in front of the goal and looked up at Ronaldinho standing opposite him, "If you are only at the level just now, it's really not good."
Little Luo doesn't need anyone's sympathy or pity.
Mendes covered his face with his hands in annoyance, regretting very much that he agreed to Mourinho's proposal, but after seeing that the two had already started practicing, he quickly took out his camera equipment to shoot a video of the two - Mourinho said that he would see the actual combat level of the two and then help them develop a more suitable training plan.
Ronaldinho was finally moved by this sentence: When Mendes went to him to talk about this, Ronaldinho didn't want to go at all, because he didn't want to say anything to a pure English goalkeeper. However, when he saw the title of "Iron Man" on the newspaper that Mendes stuffed over, he hesitated. Then Mendes immediately took the opportunity to tell him about Mourinho's proposal.
"You can go and meet him and get a feel for him. He will be starting for Chelsea next season."
Then Ronaldinho came with a hat on. He had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but after ten goals, he only had one thought left: Could this guy's face really be made of iron?
"Iron-faced Superman," Ronaldinho got excited and glared at Zhou Liran in front of the goal, "I just kicked it casually, you try this one now!"
"I didn't kick the ball well just now. Iron-faced Superman, if you have the guts, please save this ball as well!"
"That doesn't count. Iron-faced Superman, try this..."
Zhou Liran: ...
He was the PFA Player of the Year in the 06-07 season, the Premier League Player of the Year, and the FIFA Team of the Year. But he is different in a different way. This guy is good at making people angry!
He was originally immune to the title of the Iron-faced Superman. Just now, Ronaldinho called him the Iron-faced Superman when they met, but his reaction in his mind was to take the blame for the Englishman. But this grandson did this in front of himself, no, in front of Mendes and - the camera, damn?
Zhou Liran held the football in his arms and walked towards Mendes who was standing behind him. "Are you recording a video?"
"What's wrong with the video?" Xiao Xiao Luo saw Zhou Liran leaving and quickly reached out to stop him, "Iron-faced Superman, we haven't finished the competition yet."
Zhou Liran glanced at Xiao Xiao Luo expressionlessly, "Endrit Carter, thank you."
"I know, but isn't Iron Man your nickname? Isn't this nickname given to you just to be called by others?" Little Luo snorted, "Iron Man isn't you?"
Zhou Liran searched for the nickname of the little Ronaldo in his mind for a few seconds. The first one that popped up was the nickname that Mr. Carter often called him and was widely circulated last year, "Diving Ronaldo?"
Mendes' hands trembled, and he quickly turned off the video and rushed between the two people, raising his hands high, "No, no, no, calm down, calm down, both of you calm down, everything can be discussed, don't quarrel, don't quarrel..."
Help, he shouldn't have believed Mourinho's lies...
Xiao Xiao Luo silently clenched his fists and breathed rapidly: "What did you say?"
Zhou Liran's expression remained calm, not at all like he had just called someone a derogatory name in front of him. "When you called me Iron-faced Superman just now, that's how you feel now."
"Stop lying. You didn't react at all when I called you that the first time. You must have done it on purpose..."
"Best Player of the English Premier League in the 2006-07 season, Right Midfielder of the UEFA Best Team, Portuguese Footballer of the Year..." Zhou Liran interrupted Ronaldinho and recited a series of awards, which completely stunned Ronaldinho. "No matter how others slander you, you have won all the awards you deserve, because they can't lie with their eyes open and deny your greatness. Although I am also British and I feel sorry for last year's World Cup, all I want is to stand in front of the goal and hug every goal you kick at the next World Cup."
"Because it's you, I'm not angry, because you don't know that I hate this title." Zhou Liran pulled the corner of his mouth and snorted softly, "But you obviously did it on purpose, you hate me."
Xiao Xiao Luo opened his mouth, a little at a loss, "You, you..."
"I'm sorry for calling you that just now. After all, I always thought we were the same. If we were good enough, you wouldn't have to get penalties in this way, and I wouldn't have to use my face to catch the ball to make a successful save. You hate your nickname, and I hate mine too. I thought we could work together to get rid of these bad nicknames, but now... I'm sorry, it seems that I thought too much."
Zhou Liran took a few steps back, then turned and left.
Mendes stood there with his mouth wide open, staring blankly at Ronaldinho, who stood there for a few seconds before chasing after Zhou Liran and grabbing him - what Mourinho said was actually true? Ritter, this kid Ritter, he, he is really, really good at it...
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