Chapter 227 Returning Home (Part 3)
When Eggsy pulled out an invitation letter from the envelope, he was still wondering what his head coach had sent him. But when he opened it and took just one look at it, he was stunned.
Golden Boy Award?
At this moment, Eggsy's mind suddenly went blank, and the first thing that came to his mind was: I'm going to have a new trophy again? !
But when Eggsy was excited, he was still thinking about what the Golden Boy Award was. It sounded familiar. Then Zidane walked up to Eggsy, looked at him in a daze, and said to him earnestly, "Eggsy, everyone can see your hard work."
The award is voted for by major European media to select the best young player of the year. It is also considered a "rite of passage" for young rookies. The nominees must be young players under the age of 21 who play for European clubs.
Zidane even patted Eggsy on the shoulder and said earnestly: "You will probably get a bonus from the club this year."
Eggsy doesn't care about the prize money now. When he heard that he had won the prize, the first thing he thought about was his trophy! His instinct made him want a room full of golden trophies!
"So, where's the trophy?"
Zidane had said a lot of encouraging words to Eggsy before, but it seemed that Eggsy didn't react. Zidane was still thinking that Eggsy would be mature by then. But no, just after thinking about it, Eggsy suddenly asked about the person who had the trophy.
"...They will send it to the club."
As soon as these words came out, the light in Eggsy's eyes instantly went out, and he even sat on the sofa a little bored. He was still complaining in his heart: This is my trophy! Mine!
Zidane is a shrewd man. Seeing Eggsy like this, how could he not know what Eggsy was thinking? So he teased him deliberately, drank a glass of water, and saw that Eggsy was still unhappy, so he explained: "The club will make a mold, and when they make an identical one and put it in the club's display frame, they will give it to you."
Hearing this, Eggsy couldn't help but curl up his lips. Hehe~ Trophy!!
Although Eggsy didn't say anything, his steps were floating when he went to the BBQ grill in the backyard.
How could someone as smart as Zidane not see this? Eggsy...likes trophies?
It seems to be true. There is a trophy display room in the Real Madrid club. In the past, when Eggsy was strolling around the club, he really liked to go to the display room to see the trophies.
Zidane saw Eggsy become very happy immediately, and couldn't help thinking that their little cub was really cute. Now he walked to the backyard with food in a much lighter pace, and even hummed a song~
With this in mind, Eggsy told Zidane when he passed by him to wander around, and that other teammates would come and help open the door while he would stay at the barbecue in the backyard.
Zidane was not in a hurry to print, but asked: "What's delicious today? Any fish?"
It is obvious that they are still reminiscing about the fish that Eggsy cooked when they went out to sea with Moron, Guti, Raul and Ronaldo before Eggsy joined Real Madrid.
"Yes." Eggsy looked at Zidane and just smiled, but didn't say anything else. It seemed that he wanted to keep today's meal a little mysterious.
Zidane did not ask further questions. He visited Eggsy's house. Of course, he came to help when he was busy. Because Eggsy was treating guests today but there would be no waiters, many players said that this was good. Otherwise, they would have to be careful when they said it here, otherwise any news would be leaked out.
Eggsy had already prepared most of the dishes. He was now preparing juice in the kitchen when he heard Zidane opening the door in the hall, followed by the noisy voices of his teammates.
"Happy housewarming, little Eggsy baby!"
Marcelo's cheerful voice rang out as Eggsy walked out with the freshly squeezed juice. He said without any politeness, "Come on, some people, squeeze some juice for me."
Marcelo quickly put down the gift he brought, took off his coat, and ran over: "I'll do it~ I'll do it!"
Cross, who came with him, also followed and unbuttoned his sleeves, revealing his muscular arms. Eggsy prepared some fresh fruits, which were mixed together to make juice, which was indeed a delicious day. While Marcelo was operating the juicer to make juice, he couldn't help but secretly drink a little with a straw.
Cross, who came to help, was not to be outdone. He originally helped to cut the fruits, but ended up stuffing a few into his own mouth from time to time.
Eggsy was preparing other ingredients, but when he saw the two enjoying the food, he didn't warn them fiercely, but just reminded them: "Now that you are full of fruit, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to eat other delicious food later?"
This reminder actually stopped the two people from eating secretly. Zidane, who was watching from the kitchen door, couldn't help but burst into laughter, making the originally somewhat cold new house suddenly lively.
Modric arrived a little late, he went home to pick out some gifts first, so it was definitely a little late for him to come. But when he arrived at Eggsy's house, he found that there were already two cars parked in the parking garage in front of Eggsy's new home, and the streets on both sides of his house were more like a luxury car exhibition.
Modric walked to the door with the gift, and before he rang the doorbell, he heard Ramos' voice inside, and was still wondering. Because when Ramos heard that Eggsy did not rest well at Ronaldo's house and sneaked back to the UK to join the national team, he threatened to teach Eggsy a lesson.
What is this now?
Although Modric was no longer angry, he still put on a stern face and tried to see what was wrong with Ramos and whether Eggsy knew he was wrong.
But he didn't expect that he would be completely stunned when the door opened.
The person who opened the door was Navas, but he had a large piece of barbecue in his mouth. He was about to speak, but his words were very vague because of the barbecue in his mouth. However, Modric could still tell from his actions that Navas told him to do whatever he wanted, so he went to eat the barbecue in his mouth first.
From behind the goalkeeper, you can see that his teammates are already having a blast. Ronaldo and Marcelo are fighting over a plate of food, while Zidane and fitness coach Pintus are not to be outdone, drinking beer and eating snacks.
On the other side, Cross was grabbing other dishes and leaning over to shout, "Leave some beer and the side dishes for me too!"
Modric: …
What happened? They hadn't eaten before? How could a meal make these people eat like this?
Modric looked disdainful, but he couldn't help but twitch his nose, because the aroma coming from the kitchen was not fake.
Modric then put down his gift and turned to follow the smell to the kitchen. Along the way, his teammates, whether Bale or others, were eating happily.
Modric found that there were already a lot of delicious food on the big table in the restaurant, including grilled meat, grilled chicken, and grilled lamb chops, all sizzling with oil. There were also pepper-stuffed sausages, grilled potato chips and cheese, and cups of juice intoxicated with emerald green mint neatly placed.
Everyone was holding the food and chatting with their teammates, and when Modric saw the sausage, he knew it must be Eggsy's masterpiece. Just by smelling it, he knew it was the recipe he taught Eggsy to make pepper sausage.
I saw many teammates and Real Madrid staff, but where is Eggsy?
"Quickly disperse, the food is coming!"
Guti, wearing thick anti-scalding gloves, pushed the glass door open with his shoulder and walked in. He was holding a large porcelain plate with sizzling stew on it. Behind him was Raul, who was also holding a large porcelain plate with a golden pie on it, which also exuded a charming milky aroma.
Ronaldo and Marcelo were no longer fighting over the few grilled chicken wings. They were busy bringing the mats that were used to support other plates to Guti and Raul so that they could put the dishes on them.
Modric watched them rushing over, and Guti thought he was also coming to grab food, so he reminded him: "It's just out of the oven, be careful of the heat."
Modric was indeed a little greedy when he saw the stewed vegetables and fruit pie in front of him, but he still pulled Guti and asked: "Where is Eggsy?"
Guti couldn't help it at this time, so he took a plate and a fork and cut a piece of pie for himself, and then answered Modric's question: "In the back oven, he has another dish, which will be here soon."
Just as he finished speaking, there was a muffled knock on the door. Everyone turned around and saw that Eggsy was holding two plates of food. Because it was difficult to open the door, he used his arm to push the tempered glass of his house, making a muffled knocking sound, reminding his teammates inside to open the door for him.
Ramos, who was closest to the door, hurried over to open it for him. Eggsy came in quickly and put down the two very large plates in his hands. Everyone hurried over to take a closer look, and there were grilled beef hearts and a large portion of grilled fish inside.
The beef heart exudes a charming aroma of osmanthus, but the best thing is the grilled fish, with slightly crispy fish skin, beautiful patterned grilled fish meat, and a little seasoning sprinkled on it, but the whole thing is filled with that irresistible aroma.
At this time, Zidane and Raul and the others quickly brought over the plates. When they came over, Zidane said to Pintus: "The fish cooked by Eggsy is simply amazing. You should take some quickly, otherwise it will be gone soon."
"Leave some for me! Leave some!"
At this time, everyone was scrambling for the fish that had just been served, and Eggsy, who had just brought in the cooked fish, was immediately squeezed out by the teammates who swarmed in.
Now Modric didn't care whether Eggsy was in the wrong or not. Ramos couldn't teach him a lesson, so he quickly took a plate, snatched a piece of fish from the crowd, and started to taste it busily.
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