Chapter 72 Happiness
The screams in the physiotherapy room were probably the pain that every Leicester City player didn't want to mention. Eggsy didn't know how others were feeling, but now he was sweating all over, his voice was hoarse, his face was empty, and his whole body was exhausted.
Just thinking about the sounds he just made, and how they were heard by Cristiano Ronaldo on the other end of the phone, he felt like he could hold a funeral on the spot, or fly a spaceship to send himself to an alien planet!
“How embarrassing~”
Eggsy's voice was weak as he struggled to get up from the therapy bed, little by little, and he felt every bone in his body crackling.
"What's so shameful about this? How many people who come for physical therapy won't scream?"
The physical therapist looked at Eggsy, who was holding on to the bed and trying to straighten his back with difficulty, and made a few comments.
"Youth means good health. Your teammates couldn't get out of bed for half an hour, but you can get out right now."
Eggsy held his waist and felt that it was so difficult to turn around. Hearing the physical therapist's praise, he felt even more embarrassed: What do you mean you can get out of bed right away? Why does this sound weird? ? ?
The physical therapist didn't mind. He looked at Eggsy and reminded him, "Your shoulder is a little dislocated due to the impact. I've straightened it for you. Remember not to sleep on your side tonight."
"Okay." Eggsy held his waist and moved his steps with difficulty. He was going to the locker room next door to put on his clothes before going back.
"Remember to take a hot bath tonight to get your blood flowing." The physical therapist was already impatiently packing up and getting ready to go home. "Is it okay for you to stay in there alone?"
"Okay." The last thing Eggsy wanted to see right now was the physical therapist. He wished he would leave as soon as possible.
After hearing Eggsy's answer that he could do it, the physical therapist left humming a little tune. Eggsy heard the door close, so he stopped forcing his aching waist and sat on a stool beside him, leaning against the wall.
It was not enough for Eggsy to just sit on the stool, he just stretched out. Don't mention his 190cm tall body, his long limbs stretched out, plus his sleepy tiredness and the beauty of the sunlight shining directly from the window of the locker room, he really looked like an oil painting.
The figure is absolutely beautiful. In the psychedelic feeling between the man and the boy, a boy with a great appearance stretches out his wonderful body, letting the golden sunset light evenly sprinkle on his body wearing only sports shorts. This kind of beauty is beautiful enough to be exhibited in any art gallery just by taking the picture.
Eggsy was paralyzed for a while, then he cleaned himself up, wrapped himself in a big towel, put on his slippers, and dragged his tired feet to the big bathroom. He took a comfortable bath there, using hot water to warm almost every pore on his body, and he sighed repeatedly in the bathroom because of the comfort.
After taking a shower, they all went to the restaurant. When they arrived at the restaurant, Eggsy didn't even go to get food, but sat down and prepared to look through his emails on his phone. How should I put it? He was quite nervous now. Although he opened the email, Eggsy still covered the part about his grades with his hand, and then slowly moved his fingers away.
The first one to appear is A.
Eggsy breathed a sigh of relief and continued to move his fingers away.
The second one appears, also an A!
Eggsy was a little excited at this time. He took a deep breath and moved the last finger away.
3 A's!
Before Eggsy could even raise his lip, the entire cafeteria suddenly went dark. Eggsy looked up at the ceiling, thinking there was a power outage. But the next second, light appeared in the back kitchen of the cafeteria.
Mr. Ranieri appeared pushing a cake with candles on it, lighting up the fancy lettering on it: Congratulations to Eggsy for getting 3 A's! Our best midfielder in Leicester City~
The next second, the lights came on brightly, and the teammates scattered around Eggsy and collectively pulled the string tubes!
“Bang, bang, bang~!”
Streamers flew everywhere, many of them fell on Eggsy, but that was not the point. The point was that the remaining 10 teammates collectively shouted, "Congratulations Eggsy! Three A's!"
Eggsy was surprised and delighted. The most intuitive feeling was not his smile, but the golden eyes of this child that were like flowing light. As long as you see those golden eyes that are like the sun, you will know how excited this child is now!
Mr. Ranieri pushed the cake in front of Eggsy and said something that moved Eggsy.
"Congratulations, I'm proud of you!"
Eggsy's eyes were bright with excitement at this moment, and his great joy, excitement and sense of honor made him even more excited.
In fact, Eggsy never knew how good he was. Only he could see his efforts, but every time he needed encouragement and celebration, it was only him. Since he was old enough to understand, no one had ever said to him: I am proud of you.
But today, Mr. Ranieri, who was like an elder to him, said to him: I am proud of you.
His teammates were even more happy, cheering and proud of him, then they fired salutes and celebrated loudly.
This was the happiest thing Eggsy had ever experienced. The huge happiness made the child's eyes not only bright but also sparkling. When tears of happiness were about to burst out, Eggsy's face was suddenly rubbed halfway by the cream that Valdy had grabbed.
“Ahaha!”
Thus began an extremely chaotic cream-touching war. Although only a small piece of cream was wasted, by the end Mr. Ranieri's face was covered with cream, and even the lenses of his glasses were not spared.
This joyful party ended late at night, and Eggsy was sent back to the dormitory amid the joyful singing of his teammates. Only then did he slowly sober up from his excitement, but he still walked to his computer with a dancing step.
With 3 As, he could now check his grades at Oxford and see if he could apply for admission, right?
Unexpectedly, just as Eggsy turned on the computer, his cell phone on the table started beeping. Eggsy had no intention of answering the call, but when he saw the Spanish area code on the caller ID, he quickly grabbed the phone and answered the call.
"Momo!"
This enthusiastic call stunned Modric on the opposite side!
Just now, Modric saw the news about Eggsy's excellent test scores, and thinking about how he got angry with the child yesterday, he felt a little embarrassed to call him now. So before making the call, Modric organized his words for a long time and considered his words, but was completely interrupted by Eggsy's excited and affectionate Momo, and forgot about it.
"Eggsy," Modric suddenly felt his heart melt at being called by his son, so he put aside his so-called pride and said gently, "Congratulations."
"Hahaha~" Eggsy didn't know how to say it, or what to say, but for him, he was really happy today. The call from Momo who was angry and ignored him was the best reward for him.
Although the two people were so awkward on the phone that they didn't know what to say, they both knew clearly that the relationship between them as both teacher and father had not faded, but had become even deeper.
"This time, I mean you want to apply to Oxford this time, right?" Modric has not forgotten the incident when he went to Oxford with Ramos and Ronaldo to cheer for Eggsy, and almost caused trouble. "It shouldn't be a big problem, right?"
"Actually," Eggsy said while talking on the phone and looking at his computer, "I was just about to check my email."
Eggsy quickly turned on the speaker on his phone, and then used his right hand, which was still able to move, to open the official website of Oxford. Sure enough, the admission list was out, and because he was an orphan, his name was the first on the list of physics students.
"How is it?" Modric was like a parent waiting to see his child's college entrance examination results, and he was a little nervous when waiting for Eggsy to tell him the results.
"Passed."
"yeah!!!"
Modric jumped up from the sofa with his computer in hand, clenched his fist and gave himself a "yeah" gesture, which successfully scared Ramos who was standing next to him!
"What's wrong? Did you pass the exam?!"
When Ramos saw Modric like this, he also stood up excitedly, and every feature on his face showed surprise.
“I passed the exam!”
“yes!”
Eggsy couldn't help laughing when he heard Ramos and Modric cheering in a mixture of Spanish and other languages on the other end of the phone. The happiness and joy almost overwhelmed him completely at that moment. Eggsy even couldn't help burping.
That night, Eggsy and Real Madrid's two parents talked on the phone for nearly an hour after their excitement. The three of them discussed and planned Eggsy's future life, competitions, and studies.
Because Eggsy is an active player, he cannot go to school at any time. As Oxford is a world-renowned tuition, it also offers online courses, so Eggsy only needs to submit papers, experimental results, study progress and exams on time.
This is the same as in high school, but also different. The difference is that if Eggsy fails a course, he will most likely be expelled and have to retake the exam.
Eggsy knew that his study pressure was getting heavier, but he was unwilling to give up football or sacrifice his training time to study and attend classes. Because for now, what he couldn't let go of were the people he met through football.
“You have to know that you will be very busy and very tired.”
Ramos was completely calm on the other end of the phone. He stroked his short hair, put his arm around Modric and crossed his legs on the sofa. He said, "Based on Leicester City's current record, the subsequent games in your career will only be more tiring. If you really can't make it, can you apply for a year's leave of absence?"
Regarding Ramos' proposal, Modric nodded into the video call, indicating that he also agreed with this plan.
But Eggsy tilted his head and thought about it, and finally shook his head: "I think I can do well in both the academy and football. I don't know what will happen in the future, so I will try my best to seize every day of my life. I think this is the best thing to do."
"Besides, whether it's difficult or not, whether it's busy or not, I have to try it to know."
Eggsy insisted, and Ramos and Modric nodded in support.
"Well, if you have any technical questions, Sese and I will answer them for you," Modric looked at his cub, and his eyes finally fell on his left hand, which was still hanging. "Of course, this is after your injury is healed."
Eggsy also looked at his arm along with Modric and smiled: "Okay, I just took advantage of this time to process the admission and prepare for the lessons."
It must be said that Eggsy has always had a good grasp of his life, and every step of his life is well planned. But he never expected that on the night of their celebration, a dark figure quietly avoided the surveillance camera and entered their players' locker room.
The opponent's target is very clear: the players' wardrobes in the locker room!
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