Emily would never have thought that she could see the No. 6 again so soon, just one day after that game.

As she walked home slowly along the sidewalk with a paper bag full of dinner, the black-haired boy carrying a backpack rushed over from the corner of the street. Along with his figure, there was a terrible cry: "I said I am not a thief! Damn!"

The man ran past Emily with his teeth and claws. Although he was just a glance, Emily was sure that the boy was No. 6 on the court yesterday! Because his running posture was exactly the same...

She was about to turn around and shout, "Hey..." but was suppressed by two dog barking.

Immediately following the boy rushed over to him were two bulldogs that were drooling and barking constantly.

"Every time I chase you! Do you don't have a dog at home? Damn it!"

"Wow!" He answered two dog barking.

Amid the barking of people and dogs, one person and two dogs quickly disappeared from her sight.

Some Emily, who didn't know what was going on, turned around and found that there was a family's courtyard gate in front of it, with an email address standing at the door. The door of the email address was not covered, and there was a piece of colorful paper on it, swaying constantly in the dusk wind.

Emily walked up and gently pulled out the paper, and found it was an advertising leaflet for a Chinese fast food restaurant. It contained the store name and phone number of the fast food restaurant, the detailed address, and a simple hand-painted style map showing where the store was.

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When Chu Zhongtian returned to the "Mcchina" fast food restaurant with an empty backpack panting, it was not yet dark, and there were naturally no customers in the store.

He put the empty backpack in his hand on the bar and greeted the boss. Chu Zhongtian went out again and he had to rush to the next construction site.

He now works two jobs at the same time. One is to distribute orders for this Chinese fast food restaurant, which is a means of attracting business. He stuffs the order with the restaurant's name into the households' homes. If they need it, they will call according to the phone number on it.

The other one is to work as a bartender in a bar.

Before leaving, the shop's friend shouted at him: "I'm driven away by a dog again, Chu Zhongtian?"

Chu Zhongtian raised his middle finger to the gloating man, and a group of people laughed behind him.

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Dons Bar is located at the intersection of two streets, at a crossroads. Its gate opens eastward and walks three more streets along that direction, and it is a simple small stadium. Although this small stadium is simple and has been abandoned for a long time, and people even raise horses there, its status in the minds of Wimbledon football fans is still sacred and noble.

The small stadium is called "Plough_lane", which is the former home court of Wimbledon Football Club, which is now in the League One (later the English Championship). In this stadium, Wimbledon fans have many very beautiful memories.

"Tons" is the self-proclaimed by Wimbledon fans. From this name, you can also see what kind of bar this bar is. Yes, this is a Wimbledon fan bar.

Chu Zhongtian stood behind the bar counter. He had already changed into clothes, put on a dark blue short-sleeved shirt, and a black apron in front of him. Now he could not see the embarrassment of being chased by a dog, nor could he have had a grim look on the court about winning or losing a game, and his face was gloomy. Now his face was as normal, his face was quiet, like an ordinary bartender - no, he was just a bartender.

He was mixing bartenders for the drinkers around the bar. It was a technical job, but he was skilled and could handle it easily.

The television hanging from the ceiling is playing news.

"...Pete Winkelman once again appealed to the FA on the relocation of the team. This time the FA promised to study this issue. They will hold a three-person meeting in the top management in a week to decide whether to agree to the move of Wimbledon_football_club to Milton_keynes..."

The voice of the newscaster was quickly drowned in the angry screams of the audience.

"*!! This bitch Winkelman is raised!"

"What is he doing? What does he think he is doing? Wimbledon belongs to us, not him!"

"The FA cannot approve such a request, otherwise it will be messed up..."

"Damn, we have to go out to protest! We want Winkelman, a businessman with money in his mind and the FA officials to hear the calls from the Wimbledon community!"

"These bastards!"

"A rich man raised by bitch!"

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Countless middle fingers were raised high, Chu Zhongtian held the beer he had prepared, but he didn't know who to give it to. "Whose wine?" He shouted, no one paid attention to him, and his voice was drowned in waves of screams and scolding. Not to mention the cup of ownerless beer in his hand, even the beer in the hands of the drinkers had long been thrown out of the sky, and they just used the most ugly swear words to vent their dissatisfaction in their hearts.

"It's useless, you can't hear our voice..." Some people were also frustrated by this. For example, the person in front of Chu Zhongtian was lying on the bar and muttered vaguely. In front of him, a large glass of beer was left with only some white foam hanging on the wall of the cup, and accumulated at the bottom of the cup.

"That bastard stuffed a lot of money to the FA...it must be like this...It's over, Wimbledon is over, we're over..." The drunkard murmured. Chu Zhongtian looked at him and made sure that the beer in his hand was not for him. Then look at the excited Wimbledon fans. It seems that no one will ask him for a drink in a while, so he put the beer aside.

He has been working in this bar for almost a year and has heard at least about Wimbledon Football Club. Wimbledon has become the team he knows best in England, although he is not a supporter of this team. He is clear about the current situation of the team.

It's very simple. Wimbledon_football_club, which once stayed in Wimbledon for 113 years, has already settled all its roots into the land of this community, but now it has to move away because the new boss feels that there is no future for staying here and cannot make money.

This is a taboo in England. So when Winkelman made this suggestion, everyone just thought it was a fantasy of a businessman who was crazy about money. Wimbledon fans were not worried that all this would become reality. Chu Zhongtian still remembers that when everyone was discussing this topic in the bar, he had a confident smile on his face and mocked Winkelman for being ungrateful.

At that time, Winkelman had already begun to implement his plan, and for this reason he had visited three places, Dublin, Belfast and Cardiff, which are the possible new homes of Wimbledon Football Club in the future. However, none of the above three locations have been approved by the FA, and the FA is unwilling to accept a team moving to such a long distance at once. Because the FA believes that a football club represents the culture and traditions of the community and cannot be treated as a business operation alone.

The fans are even more at ease. With the support of the FA, what else do they have to be afraid of?

But Winkelmann obviously would not give up so soon. The club's board of directors kept appealing and constantly doing work for the FA. The FA made aside and decided to hold a three-person senior meeting to discuss whether to decide to move Wimbledon from here to Milton Keynes in north London.

So this news and the scene in front of me came into being.

In fact, when Chu Zhongtian started working in this bar and came into contact with and met all kinds of Wimbledon fans, he envied these people because they had their own team. What about Chinese fans? He was not so happy. His hometown Chengdu was once a famous "gold medal market" for Chinese football. Quanxing, Sichuan, was also a team that made him extremely proud and proud. At that time, he went to Chengdu Sports Center with his father, wearing yellow Quanxing team jerseys in the stands, shouting "Xiongqi" with the people around him. But the situation is getting worse every year. I called home some time ago and heard the father of an old fan saying that Quanxing, Sichuan was bought by Dalian Shide. From then on, the yellow lightning that had been supported by their father and son became a lackey vassal of Dalian Shide, and there was no reason to continue to support it.

At that time, Chu Zhongtian envied the people in front of him, but he didn't expect that they would face the same reality today. Although the Sichuan team acquired by Dalian Shide is still in Chengdu, for many old Sichuan fans, the team is in name only. Wimbledon would simply move out of this small town with no future development. Perhaps for Winkelman, Wimbledon, which is more famous in tennis, is really a useless sport and attracts few local fans.

The curses gradually stopped, and more people began to come together to discuss the team's future and their future.

What if the FA England really agreed to the request of the chain musical instrument merchant to move Wimbledon Football Club away from Wimbledon, these fans who have supported Wimbledon Football for the rest of their lives, even three generations of grandparents and grandchildren, would they follow them to Milton Keynes, sixty miles away, to watch the game every home game day?

For a moment, everyone's faces were a little confused.

Chu Zhongtian believes that such an expression must have appeared on the faces of the fans in Quanxing, Sichuan. From now on, Sichuan football will be named "Dalian". Where will Sichuan fans go?

Although China's football level is incomparable to England's football level, the fans' feelings are the same. The love for football will not be, and it should not be different because of the level of the team they support.

After a discussion that went to no avail, more people chose to sit down and drink.

The news about England preparing for the Korean and Japanese World Cup is being played on TV and whether Beckham can catch up with the World Cup group stage, but none of the English people in the room paid any attention to this.

The Duns Bar, which used to be full of laughter and excitement, and singing, is now dead. Even the fat boss, Uncle John, who is always happy, frowned and sat in his own position without saying a word.

The dark beer that Chu Zhongtian had at hand was closed until 11:00 pm, and no one came to get it.

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