July 2nd, Cherry Street, Sheffield City Center.
After a period of selection, Maël and Gilbert finally settled on an apartment in the center of the street.
It was a nine-story British-style building, conveniently located with complete living facilities, and a large gym on the first floor.
Their apartment was on the sixth floor, about 115 square meters, with two bedrooms, one living room, and two bathrooms, modernly decorated and fully furnished.
It could be said that it met all the requirements of Maël and Gilbert.
They spent most of their time at the club, only returning to rest at noon and in the evening, so convenience and comfort were key.
After settling everything, Maël and Gilbert lay on the soft sofa to rest.
Joelson was also there, having helped out all day.
"Thanks, Joelson."
Maël expressed his gratitude, and Gilbert waved to him as well.
Joelson shook his head to indicate it was nothing, then stood up and walked to the window, pointing to a place: "See Bramall Lane Stadium? You can see the top of the building from here."
"That's Bramall Lane?"
Maël came to the window in surprise, he hadn't noticed the scenery outside just now.
Bramall Lane was the home of Sheffield United, capable of accommodating 30,000 fans to watch the game.
Every match day, the area was always bustling with people, filled with the red elements of Sheffield United.
"Yes, it's a stadium built in the city center."
Joelson smiled, very proud, then a wave of emotion appeared in his eyes, "I played there for seven years, making ninety-two appearances."
Gilbert also walked over at this time, his eyes full of longing: "I hope I can also make an appearance there, not too many, just ten times."
"Because of the 8k weekly salary?"
Maël turned his head to make a joke, then turned his gaze back, a few traces of heat appearing in the corners of his eyes, he was of course also very much looking forward to playing in a large stadium.
That must be a completely different experience.
Seas of fans shouting loud songs, every confrontation and wonderful moment would be greeted with a roar that resounded through the sky!
The emotions of tens of thousands of people gathered together, waiting for the goal that would ignite their passion.
And finally, erupting hysterically.
"Anyway, you will all have a chance."
Joelson left the window and picked up the keys from the tea table, "Let's go, I'll take you to see the Colney Training Base and familiarize yourself with the place in advance."
The two withdrew their gazes, but had already planted a seed in their hearts, they must get to Bramall Lane Stadium as soon as possible.
As they were about to leave, Maël suddenly called out to Gilbert, as if remembering something: "Why don't you bring your shoes, let's kick a few balls?"
Gilbert was stunned for a moment, and looked at Joelson next to him, "Is it okay?"
For people like them who deal with football every day, not playing for a day or two would really make their feet itch.
"Of course."
Joelson nodded with a smile, how could a professional team restrict players from playing football, "The team's assembly day is July 10th, before that, you can use the first team's training ground at any time.
"After that, if you still want to do extra training, there are actually no restrictions, just go to other fields that don't have training tasks."
Maël and Gilbert smiled at each other, and began rummaging through their luggage for their shoes.
"Right."
Just as he walked to the suitcase, Maël slapped his forehead, "I've been too busy these past two days, I haven't had time to buy shoes yet."
How could he forget about this, when he had been thinking about it for so long.
"What to do then?" Gilbert squatted in front of his suitcase and turned to look.
"Buy them?"
Joelson suggested to the two, "There is a pedestrian street specializing in sporting goods two miles away."
"Let's go!"
Maël waved his hand, and the three of them set off in a hurry, arriving on the pedestrian street.
Half an hour later, they emerged from the pedestrian street, each carrying at least four shoe boxes, walking rather awkwardly, like shoe merchants coming to the area to purchase goods.
Gilbert really wanted to say that if he had known it would be like this, he would have given Maël a pair of his own shoes first.
Joelson also regretted saying that there was a specialty store nearby. Didn't realize that this Maël was a collector?
"Let's hurry up."
Only Maël walked in front with a refreshed look, always with a warm smile on his face, occasionally urging the two of them.
It seemed that he no longer had to worry about his shoes coming unglued, nor did he have to worry about whether he had money to buy new ones.
2:30 PM, Sheffield Colney Training Base.
Since there weren't many people around, Joelson greeted the gatekeeper and drove the car directly to the side of the first team's training ground.
Maël and Gilbert got out of the car with their shoes, looking around at this new training base, where they would be staying for a year.
In terms of scale, the Sheffield United training base certainly couldn't compare with the Colney Training Base, and the facilities in all aspects were not complete.
But fortunately, the environment was beautiful, with abundant greenery, giving a sense of tranquility.
"Not bad, it's also very close to where we live."
Maël closed his eyes and took a deep breath of fresh air, then stepped into the training ground and onto the grass.
Gilbert had more preparation activities. He first retracted his right foot, which was about to step onto the grass, awkwardly switched to his left foot, then touched the ground with his right hand, and then made the sign of the cross.
"What are we practicing?"
During the warm-up, Gilbert looked at Maël with a curious expression. "I figured it out on the way here. When I get to the club, I must follow you to do extra training every day.
"I will completely listen to your instructions. After all, the effect of your extra training is obvious to all."
Maël thought for a moment, and looked at Gilbert's simple face with a wicked smile. "Okay, I'll Cross, you head the ball; then one-on-one, I'll attack and you defend."
Gilbert nodded, self-righteously adding: "We'll rotate after a few sets, right?"
"No."
Maël denied him, "No rotation."
Gilbert frowned, thought seriously for a while, and then said: "Is it because concentrating on training one ability for a long time leads to faster progress?
"I understand, you really have a way."
Maël glanced at him with slightly evasive eyes and said nothing more.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The sound of passing the ball quickly resounded throughout the training ground, but there weren't many that could accurately find the heading point for Gilbert to head the ball into the goal.
For most of the balls, he could only volley sideways, or jump up and hug them directly. The quality was really not high.
Half an hour passed, and Gilbert finally couldn't help it. "How about I Cross for a while?"
"Here it comes!"
Responding to him was Maël's shout, and the whistling football.
There was no way, he could only endure the tedium and continue to persevere, using all his skills just to 'catch' Maël's Cross.
Gradually, Gilbert discovered that as long as he judged Maël's body posture and foot shape, he could roughly know where the final Cross would land. At a certain moment, a few glimmers of understanding flashed in his eyes, followed by some disbelief and panic.
He seemed to be able to judge the landing point?
"Don't just stand there."
Maël passed another ball. He was about to ask Gilbert what was wrong, but a few familiar lines of text appeared in front of him.
[Skill: Cross lv1]
[Proficiency: (29/100)]
[Effect: You gradually realize that as a winger, it is necessary to have a good Cross. You start to work hard day and night, but the accuracy and quality are still far from enough.]
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