Chapter 273: Signing Event (Daily Transition)

It was 2:30 in the afternoon.

Chieftain Stadium.

The outer field had already been set up with a luxurious display booth.

On the display booth were only Arsenal number 10 jerseys distinguished by home and away colors.

Lights, fireworks, and salute guns complemented each other.

The huge backdrop was covered with flags of Arsenal fan organizations from all over the world.

Security personnel guarded the lines on both sides.

Tens of thousands of fans had been waiting for a while; when they saw Li Kang appear in their field of vision, they instantly erupted with cheers like a landslide and tsunami.

"Lee

"!"

"Lee

"!"

"Lee

"!"

Without a doubt.

This is a signing event attached to the Puma endorsement contract.

The inner field.

Wenger wondered aloud, 'How come so few fans have come in?'

Boerde showed hesitation: 'Boss, I'm afraid Li signing will be too tiring...'

Everyone expressed understanding: Messi had once signed for hours at a Barcelona signing event... his hands went soft.

'So I raised the admission price several times.'

'Don't look at me like that... we still need to buy players in the winter window!'

Wenger helplessly shook his head.

He had too many things to handle at the club.

So he handed over this signing event to Boerde, who would liaise with Puma.

This bald assistant coach, his tactical style unlike mine... but he's learned the art of cutting costs and increasing revenue quite well.

Guerden smoothed his short hair, his eyes sharp as he watched Li Kang walk into the field.

'Mr. Wenger, you don't want Li to miss out on the Golden Boy Award, do you?'

'Golden Boy Award?'

Wenger froze.

The doubt on his face vanished instantly, and he smiled: 'Not just the Golden Boy Award.'

Guerden's eyelid twitched, he clenched his fist and said: 'Arsenal... Puma hasn't produced a superstar in many, many years! I will spare no effort to build hype for him...'

The signing event was still quite simple.

Li Kang only needed to sit on a small chair, take a pen and sign his name on the jersey; when encountering pretty female fans or notable figures, the assistant would remind him to shake hands and take a photo.

Under the gaze of everyone.

The pockets on his shirt chest and his trousers... were stuffed with little papers printed with phone numbers.

Fortunately, the media reporters on site were all Arsenal mouthpieces; all information would be filtered by the club's PR department before release.

Signing is a simple matter, but if it continues for an hour... it becomes very tiring.

Time passed unnoticed.

The assistant came close and whispered: 'Li, just hold on; the two-and-a-half-hour event will earn...'

Li Kang instinctively shook his hand.

He lifted his head and suddenly saw an Asian girl's face he hadn't seen in a long time.

It wasn't Tori-chan.

It was Yu Zhen.

The 17-year-old child star had lost some baby fat; her development far surpassed that of her peers, making even the loose Arsenal number 10 jersey unable to hide her alluring curves.

Li Kang didn't care why Yu Zhen had appeared in London; he heard she seemed to have given up her acting career.

Just looking at the girl before him... would remind him of Van Gaal on that Korean night.

The knowledge of 'troop deployment' that Old Van had explained to him continues to benefit him greatly.

Recalling the Dutch famous coach's lineup of Manchester United's revival formation...

Li Kang couldn't help but smile.

Yu Zhen trembled slightly all over from nervousness.

At this moment, seeing the other person smile at her... she immediately lowered her head, cheeks flushed... and couldn't help but smile.

Which girl doesn't harbor a springtime of love?

She also especially likes football.

Girls of this age are prone to forming blind admiration.

Human primordial reproductive instinct is to become obsessed with the opposite sex that is strong.

Only a year has passed since that Korean night.

Just how obsessed is Yu Zhen?

She would cut out Li Kang's photo from the sports newspaper and clip it into her diary.

After giving up her acting career, she aspired to study sports nutrition, but she's a poor student and hasn't even gotten her high school diploma yet.

Can't forget the most important thing right now...

She plucked up her courage and also slipped a small note into the chest pocket of Li Kang's shirt.

But what was written on it wasn't a phone number, but a blessing written in English words.

Nothing melodramatic happened.

Li Kang is a decent person.

Under the reminder of his assistant, he shook hands with the other party and took a simple photo.

Thus the story came to an end.

He is no longer the unknown Lewokusen youth player; a pure and beautiful male-female friendship cannot be born.

Multitasking socializing consumes a lot of energy.

In the distance.

Wenger saw this scene and also laughed.

He recalled the bitterness of the Korean night.

That night he once thought Li Kang had something happen with the Korean girl not far away, but later learned it was just a beautiful misunderstanding.

"Li should interact more with girls of similar age."

"Dating is always better than sitting in front of the TV playing games."

"What age group should..."

Boerde interjected: "I have a daughter... she's also 18 this year."

Everyone burst out laughing.

Guerden hesitated for a moment, then said: "Mr. Arsène, you don't want Li to end up like you back then, do you... being smeared by the Premier League media as liking men?"

Monaco club, known as: Europe's black shop.

The current owner, Rybolovlev, is the savior of this Ligue 1 powerhouse and also the pioneer of the black shop.

He and Ab are good friends.

But the two hold two completely opposite attitudes toward the club's management philosophy.

One theory is that Rybolovlev was forced onto the path of selling players due to a sky-high divorce settlement.

These days, his only spending tendency in Monaco is... giving gifts to Monaco Princess Charlene Wittstock.

No matter how you say it.

He remains the savior in the hearts of Monaco fans.

In 2011, Monaco club was relegated from Ligue 1.

Rybolovlev pulled out a hundred million euros, bringing the club back to Ligue 1, shaking Paris Saint-Germain's dominance, and also defeating Arsenal, a Premier League powerhouse, on the Champions League stage.

Thereafter, the black shop mode was activated.

James Rodríguez transferred for 80 million euros to Real Madrid.

Anthony Martial transferred for 60 million euros to Manchester United.

Yannick Carrasco transferred for 20 million euros to Atlético Madrid.

If Monaco can achieve outstanding results in the Champions League this season... then next summer transfer window, Rybolovlev's investment case will surely be included in textbooks.

At Monaco's training ground.

A group of youngsters were warming up,

"Bernardo, isn't your dream to join Barcelona? Why not go see that sporting director..."

"I just want to join Guardiola's team; my dream now is Manchester City!"

Lemar teased Bernardo Silva.

Mendy quickly interjected: "I also want to go to Manchester City!"

Seeing former teammates leave one by one, they had long grown accustomed to the club's operating model...

Fabinho was helping Mbappé stretch.

"Kylian, isn't your dream to go to Real Madrid?"

"We need to give Arsenal a good thrashing! Make all of Europe tremble!"

"Li can lead Lewokusen into the Champions League semifinals; you can do the same in Monaco!"

Mbappé's expression was serious; he instinctively nodded, then immediately shook his head, saying nothing.