Chapter 58 Anxiety
Eggsy's mind is full of exams now. He obviously cares too much about the A-Level and GCSE exams, because he has already made plans for his future.
That's why Eggsy attaches great importance to this exam. But just imagine that for someone like him who has to play in the professional league and go to school for exams, the distance between the school and the club is the issue that he cares about most.
"So which school do you want to apply to now?" The reporter obviously didn't want to let Eggsy go, and he wasn't going to let him go unless he dug something out of him.
"Let's ask about football." Eggsy obviously didn't buy the other party's account, and politely let the other party hit a soft nail: "Aren't you a sports reporter?"
The reporter had no choice but to ask something else, such as how he felt about the competition, but Eggsy only gave an ambiguous answer: "Not bad."
By the time the media realized that they had been led astray by Eggsy and the other party was unwilling to give a proper answer, it was already too late because the press conference had already ended.
Mr. Ranieri quickly made the excuse that he was in a hurry, so he shortened the press conference. Eggsy only answered one question, and then the child slipped away with Mr. Ranieri.
In fact, at this point, Eggsy must have made plans for the schools he will apply for. However, for now, the universities in Leicester City are of course OK, but Eggsy doesn't have any favorites, and the only university close to him in the surrounding cities is Oxford University.
Oxford is a well-known university on the global top list, and its reputation is too great. Moreover, most of the majors and colleges in Oxford are oriented towards literature. This is very confusing for Eggsy, who is interested in science.
Fortunately, Oxford also has a business school and a medical school that are science-based, but the required grades are 3 A. This is not an easy task for Eggsy, so he is so anxious to go and read books.
So now, even when Eggsy was sitting on the bus, he would listen to Latin listening with headphones, and look at the damaged chemistry book while worrying about solving problems. All the teammates around him put on headphones, either sleeping or reading, and those who had to talk tried to keep their voices as low as possible.
On the other side, in Real Madrid, far away in Spain, many players in the locker room were surprised why Modric, Ramos, and even Ronaldo were watching the Premier League game here?
There didn't seem to be anything particularly interesting in the match between Leicester City and Wolves. They didn't understand why Ronaldo and Modric were so absorbed in watching the match. Even captain Ramos kept shaking his head and even made a clicking sound when he saw the match halfway through.
"Little guy, this ball...tsk, it's not in place."
"He has only been learning for a few months? This is already a fast progress."
"So," Ronaldo looked at Ramos and Modric who were talking, and couldn't help but ask, "Did you come here to watch the game during the break?"
"No?"
Ronaldo looked at Ramos and Modric, and he couldn't hide his disdain. It was like seeing a doting parent. He was also a father! Why didn't he dote on his child like that?
"You guys are really caring. You actually paid attention to his game during such a busy game schedule."
Ronaldo said this, but his eyes were watching Eggsy's "Yeah" celebration. Especially when he saw Eggsy being laughed at by so many people, he couldn't help but feel disgusted.
It would be fine if he just looked disgusted, but Mr. Luo's expression was like he was disappointed with someone. He said sourly, "Is this the only celebration? Hey?! Tsk, I must have a good talk with him next time I see him. If not, I have a few backups."
Ronaldo was muttering in disdain, totally unaware that Ramos and Modric were looking at him with eyes full of "Aren't you the same?" and "Who wants to learn your fancy celebration? I definitely won't learn it!"
In this way, they lingered in the lounge A for more than an hour. When the press conference was over, they walked out one by one as if nothing had happened.
When they returned to the dormitory of Leicester City Club, it was already dark and everyone was asleep. But they didn't know that they were about to enter the most torturous period of time.
The cause was of course Eggsy. After the match with the Wolves today, everyone in the team was very tired. Many people went to sleep as soon as they arrived at the club. Eggsy was reading all night because of the upcoming exam.
But the more he read, the more Eggsy felt he couldn't concentrate. He looked at the mountain of books in front of him, then looked at the dark night outside, and then he turned his desk lamp back and forth. He couldn't concentrate at all.
He had this problem of not being able to sleep before. After the game, the players' adrenaline usually hasn't dropped so easily, so they will remain in an excited state.
So, they usually go to other people's dormitories to chat or play games, which makes them sleepy easily, so it is common for other players to sleep in other people's dormitories.
But today Eggsy really couldn't sleep. When he thought about the exam starting the day after tomorrow, he felt that he had no way to calm down, and his mood became even more anxious.
So Eggsy pulled the pillow on the bed in annoyance, picked up a book to read, ran out of the dormitory in his slippers, and knocked on the door.
Vardy was in the same dormitory as Mahrez. Eggsy knocked on the door for a long time, and the little rabbit slippers on his feet began to shake his ears impatiently, and then a burst of bored grumbling came from the room.
"Who is it~"
"It's me, Eggsy!"
"What are you doing~"
Vardy opened his eyes dazedly. He had just fallen asleep. What was going on with Eggsy? Why was he looking for him at this time?
Vardy was sitting on the bed with his eyes closed, groping for his slippers in the dark. Mahris, who was lying on the next bed, was woken up by the noise. Just as he was about to ask what was going on, he heard Eggsy talking outside.
"I can't sleep. I'm so nervous. Can you guys chat with me? Talk about books?"
Vardy and Mahrez were puzzled by the idea of chatting, as they had already gone to bed! But since they had said they wanted to chat, they could just sleep on Vardy's bed when they were tired.
But after hearing what was written in the book, nothing happened next. No matter how hard Eggsy knocked on the door, the guys inside fell silent.
Elsie thought they had fallen asleep again, and after thinking it over, she decided it was not a good idea to disturb them, so she had no choice but to put on her long-eared rabbit slippers and prepare to go find someone to 'chat'.
But in fact, Vardy quickly took out his mobile phone and typed quickly with Mahrez in the "alarm group" set up by his teammates!
"Alert Level 1! Alert Level 1! Alert Level 1!"
"Eggsy wants to talk about book problems!"
"Oh my god, I just woke up from the sleep!"
"What the hell, I just finished taking a shower!"
"Talking about studying again? When will you change this bad habit?"
"Then why don't you tell him!"
"You talked to him?"
"zZZZZ~"
Others didn't know that Leicester City had collectively given in, so Eggsy knocked on several dormitories but no one came out to open the door. It was so quiet. Could it be that so many people were asleep?
Humph, of course Eggsy didn't believe it. He knew that they would behave like this whenever he wanted to talk to them about study and exams. Even if they had a good relationship with him, they would stay away from him.
And did Eggsy give up?
No way!
Eggsy returned to the dormitory depressed and anxious, sat on his bed, and took out his cell phone.
At the same time, in the Real Madrid players' lounge in Spain, Modric's phone rang as he was about to go to bed after taking a shower. He was stunned for a moment, then went over to pick up the phone and saw that it was from the little guy.
"Hmm? What do you want to talk about so late at night?"
Modric, who had no idea of Eggsy's horror, even took the initiative to ask Eggsy what he wanted to talk about. As a result, Eggsy on the other end of the phone immediately became a repeater!
"Momo! I have an exam the day after tomorrow! Ah! An exam!"
"I still have so many books to read! So many formulas to memorize!"
"What should I do? What should I do?"
Modric was simply overwhelmed by the rapid-fire anxiety from Eggsy on the other end of the phone. He was stunned for a moment and looked at his caller ID uncertainly. Then he thought about the other party calling Momo and thought that it was indeed Eggsy.
"Eggsy? Calm down."
"I can't calm down~" Eggsy was also lying on the bed at this time, hiding under the quilt. His anxiety never stopped. He always felt that he had a lot of books to read: "I have an exam the day after tomorrow, and the rest of our team have to go to the competition. I'm so panicked."
It was the first time Modric saw Eggsy like this and couldn't help laughing. Then he comforted him, "I saw on the news that your grades are very good, so you will definitely do well in the exam."
"Try to relax?"
“QAQ But what if I don’t do well in the exam~”
"What should I do if the questions are my weak points?"
"I need to get 3 A's in the exam~"
Modric listened to Eggsy's call in silence, and in the end he could only comfort the other party little by little.
He didn't expect that this was the third call from Eggsy. Neither Ramos nor Ronaldo could escape this late-night call.
Ramos in front had a speechless look on his face. On the one hand, he kept trying to comfort him, telling him to read more books, relax, take a shower, etc. But it was not practical at all.
After the phone call, Eggsy became even more nervous. He piled all the books on the bed, and started to make a phone call while reading them. He was so nervous that he didn't know why. The call was to Ronaldo.
Seeing that Ronaldo always looked confident, he thought of calling him to ask him how to build his mentality.
Ronaldo was even more outrageous. When Eggsy told him about his anxiety and worry about the exam, he just glared back, "Then go and watch it. Watch more! What's the point of calling me? I'll take the exam for you?"
"Look more at what you think you can do!" Ronaldo encouraged Eggsy in his own way: "Don't give up until you see it, don't let go until you understand it, just keep fighting with him!"
As a result, Eggsy's mentality became even more mixed...
The last call was made to Modric, and only Modric said to him: "Okay, go ahead, I'm listening."
"And I believe that you, Eggsy, are the best. You will definitely perform normally the day after tomorrow," Modric's voice was mellow with the night. "After all, you are the best little guy I have ever seen."
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