"In the Premier League's second round, Arsenal thrashed West Bromwich six to zero, with Walcott scoring a hat-trick and Arshavin contributing a goal and an assist!" – AS
"Massacre! Chelsea defeated Wigan Athletic six to zero, with Anelka scoring twice!" – British 442
"After two rounds, Fabregas, the newly crowned World Cup champion who faced controversy in the preseason, remains the first choice for Arsenal's captaincy, a decision that has stirred up considerable controversy for Wenger." – Editor of The Sun
"Premier League title odds are out! Who are you supporting?" – Probability Ball
"Sheffield United defeated Cardiff City three to one, achieving their first victory of the new season! Evans scored a goal, Gilbert scored a goal, Janu Hans with a long shot, and young player Maël provided two assists!" – Sheffield Evening News
That evening, several news stories about the match day dominated the attention of fans.
Most people mainly focused on the Premier League, which was understandable; the top of the pyramid is always the most eye-catching.
However, unlike before, Maël's name appeared in some local reports.
In the comment sections of these reports, many Sheffield United fans flocked to enthusiastically promote Maël, who had given them a wonderful experience that day.
"Genius!"
"Rising star!"
"Bicycle Boy!"
"He almost destroyed Cardiff City's fullback Gabor, not just with breakthroughs and crosses, but his physical duels were also memorable!"
Some were direct praises, while others offered rational analyses.
"As it stands, he is the most suitable winger for Sheffield United."
"The original starting winger, Mark Yates, prefers to cut inside and shoot rather than cross from the byline, contributing little to the team and creating few goals."
"Maël's strengths and weaknesses are quite obvious; he can create goals and is very inspired."
"But he also easily loses possession, lacks effective methods when playing with his back to the goal, and his short passes are not particularly good, often resulting in mistakes."
"He didn't win the Man of the Match award today, and I think that's the reason."
"He's still young, he can train!"
On the return bus, the Sheffield United players looked at these comments, reading them out one by one with vivid expressions to tease Maël, occasionally causing everyone to laugh.
"Maël, I think you should create a Facebook account."
Team captain Robert, becoming more and more perverted as he gets older, turned his head to look at Maël in the back row and said, "If you become more and more popular later, you might be favored by many British Girls, and they will leave you messages."
"Yes, they will leave addresses."
Center forward Evans turned his head, looking like he knew the ropes, and echoed, "Don't think we are just an EFL Championship team, EFL Championship players; in Sheffield, we are still stars."
"But be careful of honey traps."
Janu Hans added, raising his eyebrows and smiling, "Many stars have encountered them, and in the end, they can only spend a lot of money to settle the matter. You are still young, don't fall for this kind of trick."
Maël ignored them and instead used his phone to register for a Facebook account.
It wasn't that he wanted any British Girls, but mainly because the internet age was gradually arriving, and he really needed to develop his account online, slowly accumulating fans and building his reputation.
If there were any endorsement opportunities later, or if a famous agent wanted to cooperate with him, this would be a way to contact him.
Not long after registering, several accounts added him as a friend, becoming his fans.
Maël clicked in to take a look and saw photos of Sheffield United on one person's homepage, thinking that these people must be fans who were searching for his name after the game to test the authenticity of his account.
He picked up his phone, took a few selfies, and posted them.
After a while, it seemed that someone had spread his account, and the speed of fan growth gradually increased, with a significant rise every time he refreshed.
By the time he arrived in Sheffield, the account already had more than seven hundred followers.
"This feels good."
Maël showed a comfortable expression. Accumulate slowly, you can't get fat in one bite. He looked forward to the day when he had millions of fans.
He vaguely remembered that in a few years, many superstars could earn more than a million euros for casually posting a promotional post on Instagram, which was no different from picking up money.
Now that Instagram hasn't been born yet, he can operate Facebook first.
Not to mention one million euros, even if it's just 1,000 euros, that's not a small amount; it can buy four pairs of shoes.
That night, Maël lay in bed ready to sleep, but he often replayed the feeling on the field, savoring the comfort of the assist.
He could almost still hear the cheers of the fans, the crisp sound of the ball hitting the net after his teammate's goal, and the ecstatic faces all around.
This was definitely a scene and experience he could remember for the rest of his life, and one that would bring a smile to his face every time he thought of it.
The next day, Colney Training Base.
"Knock, knock, knock." The head coach's office door was knocked on early in the morning, the person seemed a little anxious.
Wenger took off his glasses, walked to the door and opened it, seeing the bald-headed Hans standing there with a smile on his face.
"Please, sit down."
He turned and gestured for him to sit first, and only after both were seated did he ask, "Good news? A celebration?"
"A huge celebration."
Hans's mouth was almost splitting open, he took out his phone, opened a news item, and placed it in front of Wenger, "Maël and Gilbert, do you remember them?"
"I remember."
Wenger nodded, glanced at his phone, and then seemed to freeze in place, petrified for a long time, his eyes constantly changing.
Sometimes doubting he had seen it wrong, sometimes complex, sometimes shocked.
He suddenly looked up, staring at Hans and said, "Really?"
Hans had expected this question, interrupting, "Absolutely true! Yesterday I watched the game with everyone from the U17 team, Maël started and got 2 assists, one of which was to Gilbert! Our U17, has produced someone!"
In fact, Hans definitely had some other thoughts. The club was currently undergoing layoffs and evaluations, and he was under a lot of pressure every day.
Seeing these two achieve results, he couldn't bear it for a moment, and quickly found Mr. Wenger, hoping to get praise and stabilize his position.
"The report is here! The report is here, Mr. Wenger!"
At this moment, a shout suddenly came from outside the door, and someone walked in quickly, "It's the game report of those two little guys you asked for last time, they've already played!"
It was assistant coach Phillis, who also seemed to realize that this would make Mr. Wenger happy, and had printed the report early to bring good news.
Phillis walked in quickly with the report, intending to present it to Wenger, but suddenly saw a bald-headed man looking at him.
"Hans?"
He was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, "Mr. Wenger already knows?"
"Yes."
Wenger was finally convinced that the news must be true. He got up from his seat and paced around the office with a happy expression, "Good, they are both very good, this kind of performance is indeed unexpected."
From any point of view, at 17 years old, playing in the EFL Championship and getting stats was top-tier talent.
"Increase attention!"
Wenger made a decision, smiling and arranging, "As long as they play, bring me the game report every week, preferably with an analysis of the game footage and a data analysis."
People are made up of one expectation after another for the future. Obviously, for Wenger, he had new expectations for the future.
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