Chapter 14

Harris couldn't understand Roy's thoughts, "Endrit is not an apple."

Roy groaned, "What apple? Of course Endrit is not an apple."

"Have you forgotten? "That's what Bernard Shaw said," Harris reminded: "Exchanging apples is still just apples, but after sharing thoughts, you have two thoughts, or even more thoughts. Endrit is not an apple, you share it." No matter why people like Endrit, they are fans of Endrit. Why should you care about why others like Endrit? "

"But..."

"This is what Bernard Shaw said."

"I... ..."

"Oh, Bernard Shaw!"

Roy opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but after taking a look at Harris's mouth shape, he realized that he was about to say "Bernard Shaw" again, and then he lowered his head dejectedly, "You can say that." " Yes."

"Of course you are right," Harris slapped Roy on the head angrily, "Everyone pays to go to the game, why do you insist on giving others a bad rap?

" Wow, then you are very good at sociology."

Harris ignored Roy's sour words, "Do you still teach this in sociology? I don't know, Roy, I thought you were again. It's just a whim, it's just a three-minute heat, but if you really want everyone to know about Endrit, then you definitely can't do this."

Roy blinked, "Then, just promote Endrit as good-looking? Someone asked me before if he is a male model? "

"Not enough," Harris shook his head, "As you said, he is a goalkeeper, and his foundation is football. His appearance only makes him more famous. It's just added value."

Roy:...

"What's the difference between you saying it and not saying it?"

"I mean, you have to find something more gimmick that people can remember after seeing it. Be careful, since you have enough confidence in his strength, then make him popular first, let his name spread to Mourinho's ears, and have the opportunity to become the goalkeeper of the home team, so that the media reports will immediately Keep up, because his competitor is Cech." Harris paused, feeling helpless but continued: "If the points you dig out are interesting enough, you may win before he joins the home team. It can make him angry. Of course, if you really can't find anything interesting, you can make one up."

Roy couldn't help but stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, "Harris, you, this. "Isn't it a compliment?"

"Don't you have great confidence in Endrit's strength?" Harris couldn't help but laugh, "Isn't that what you said? It's just telling the truth. How can it be considered a compliment?

" I..."

"Okay, let's go have a treat."

"Ah? Why am I the treat again?"

"Of course it's your treat! I just told you so many things to give you some advice. You don't even want to treat me to a meal?"

"What kind of advice do you have..."

...

In order to prove that he is not a three-minute hot person, or maybe it is his competitiveness that keeps him holding back his energy, Roy He no longer wandered around doing nothing, but began to think about how to improve Endrit's popularity. Seeing that he was so energetic, Harris directly contacted his mentor and gave a group of two people a lesson on "How to improve a person in a short period of time" "Awareness" project, and applied for a fund of five hundred pounds.

He runs around offline every day taking photos to the girls around him, Anli Endritt. When he returns home, he still posts photos online every day to maintain popularity. Roy, who has yet to see results, is still doing promotions, but in fact, in his heart He had already regretted it, so now that Harris had suddenly implemented Roy, he had no objections, and was even a little surprised: just treat it as completing his homework, and it could be considered to be somewhat fruitful.

"First of all, if Endrit is of Chinese descent, is his father or mother a second-generation immigrant, or is Endrit himself a second-generation immigrant? There is a big difference between the two. Where did Endrit grow up?" Harris held the pen in his hand and turned it around, "What is his family relationship like? Why did he become a goalkeeper? When did he start coming to Chelsea's youth training camp? How is his relationship with his teammates? What is he like in training? Is it a talented goalkeeper or a hard-working goalkeeper?"

Roy opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Harris' eyelids twitched a few times, and he had a bad feeling in his heart, "Don't tell me, you don't know the answers to these questions?"

Roy lowered his head in shame, and Harris only felt a Feeling dizzy, "You, you...then what have you been doing these days? Posting photos online? Did you have a few words with Endrit when you went to shoot him?"

"I didn't go to shoot. He..."

"Then the photos you posted online... Oh, yes, you took them during the game last Saturday. You post a few every day, right?"

"Yes, Harris, you were right, hahaha... "

Harris threw down the pen and stood up, "Let's go to the youth training base now."

"Huh?"

"Bring your student ID, let's do some research."

...

If you have money, you can open the way. " The subject of university endorsement proved that the two had no ill intentions, and the person in question was Zhou Liran. The staff member who was approached by the two quickly talked about Zhou Liran incessantly, starting from when he came to the youth training base when he was 13 years old.

"He has been fond of football since he was a child. Many players who came with him that year ended up leaving because the training was too hard and too tiring. He did not leave. Not only did he not leave, he also often trained himself. He is the hardest-working player in our base. "

His talent was not as good as others before, but he became the starting goalkeeper of our youth team just by his own hard work."

"Now? It's even better now! This kid has gotten better recently, let alone." He kept a clean sheet in the game, and even in training he never missed a single goal! "

"He has a good temper, even though he doesn't like to talk, but everyone in the base knows that he is the most reliable in the entire team.

"What's wrong? There's nothing wrong with him. He even helped clean the football a few days ago." "

What do you think of him? I feel bad. You don't know. Although he is the iron-faced superman of our youth team, that ball is still there ." It was really slapped on the face. It hurt us just to look at it." Roy's eyes lit up and he

said excitedly, "What is this?"

...

In the dormitory, Roy was excitedly preparing to write an article. He felt that he would be able to write an article that would soon spread throughout England!

"Wait a minute," Harris stopped Roy, "Wait a minute, don't be anxious."

"Wait a minute? What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for the home team's Champions League results this year, and wait for whether Endritt can continue to play in the next season. No opponents in the game," Harris's eyes were bright, "Waiting for the chairman to return to London."

"Waiting for the best time to enter the game."

Roy muttered and put away the article he wrote, "You are so stupid. We talk like a business, we Chelsea..."

"When the best time comes, I will use my pocket money to help Endrit buy news pages in all the major newspapers in the UK."

Roy: ...

"What pocket money? You want to say that your family will prepare a business fund for you, right?"

"You can think of it that way, Roy." Harris chuckled softly, "Then, treat me to dinner."

" Damn! I don’t want to ask!”