Fireworks lit up Stamford Bridge.

The younger generation of Chelsea fans excitedly chanted the name of the new owner of the number 10 jersey.

Even the old fans, known as the "Stamford Bridge librarians," couldn't help but smile and applaud.

"Lee!!!"

The applause gradually rose like a tide.

Media reporters swarmed forward, raising their cameras.

The flashbulbs flickered wildly.

Abramovich and Li Kang held up the blue team flag and jersey together, smiling at the cameras.

At this moment, everyone present couldn't help but look forward: Chelsea was welcoming a new king, about to return to the top of Europe!

Night fell.

In the dim light of the blue stage.

Morata, wearing a blue jersey, clapped his hands and looked up at the night sky: "I feel like I'm being ignored."

During the speech.

Abramovich looked around, found Morata, and waved.

*Like searching everywhere for it, then turning back, you find the person in the dimmest corner.*

The latter's body shook, his expression solemn.

He strode to the podium, adjusted the microphone, and leaned forward slightly.

"Joining Chelsea is my childhood dream."

"When I was a kid, I always imagined myself wearing a Chelsea jersey."

"Scoring goals for Chelsea will be the most wonderful moment of my career."

The assistant striker's speech was transmitted through the loudspeakers to every corner of Stamford Bridge.

Clap!

Clap clap clap!

Tens of thousands of fans at the scene were moved, and thunderous applause instantly drowned out the blue stage.

The media reporters had black lines on their faces: Doesn't this guy ever change his joining speech, no matter where he goes?

Wherever he goes, he dreams of that place.

Dreaming as he rides, Morata.

Even the most grand ceremony will come to an end.

Chelsea fans left satisfied, the wonderful evening for the younger generation was not over.

The pubs near Stamford Bridge welcomed the peak of their business.

Club office.

Abramovich said to Li Kang gently: "Take good care of your injury, don't have any pressure on the team's performance."

Chelsea executives nodded in agreement: If the team's performance is not good, that's the coach's problem. Even if Li is just a mascot, the commercial sponsorship revenue he brings will not be low.

That's not right.

A two hundred and fifty million mascot?

Abramovich didn't say any pleasantries and quickly ended the conversation.

"Feel free to ask for anything you need!"

"Treat Chelsea as your home."

"Enjoy your vacation, don't let anyone bother you."

Li Kang nodded.

The little assistant's mind was constantly filled with a string of numbers, the huge salary on the contract, the sky-high floating bonus, and the watches and luxury cars given to him by Abramovich personally.

Secretly sighing: "Shevchenko was so happy back then."

The sensational news that detonated the football world gradually subsided.

Fans then noticed Morata's transfer news.

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[Morata joins Chelsea for 60 million euros? Professor is awesome, the "Triple Crown" lineup left behind allowed Arsenal to earn almost more than 100 million!]

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[Turns out it was announced together with Li Kang? The words are too small, didn't see it clearly!]

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[That Chelsea youngster who insulted Asians - Kennedy, has been kicked out, thumbs up for Chelsea!]

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[With this lineup configuration, this bench depth, I can win a championship if I'm the Chelsea coach!]

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[Hot knowledge: Chelsea's firefighter coach - Hiddink, without modifying Mourinho's tactics, can achieve a seven-game winning streak! Once he modifies the tactics, he gets beaten badly by weak teams!]

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[Chelsea fans, don't be so arrogant: The handsomer the Chelsea striker, the less reliable he is.]

Li Kang and the little assistant moved to a new house.

The open space in the yard was extremely wide.

Workers were busy turning the soil and laying turf.

This residence was neither close nor far from the Cobham training base and Stamford Bridge.

The neighbor was naturally still Morata.

"Lee, rest up, the Asia Tour Guinness Cup is still a long way off."

"Who's our first opponent again?"

"AC Milan!"

The little assistant suddenly interjected, handing both of them dry towels and water.

Strictly speaking, the Guinness Cup is now renamed the iCC International Champions Cup.

It is the highest level warm-up match for the world's top football teams, with an extremely strong commercial atmosphere.

The early events were held in the United States.

In 2015, Real Madrid and both Milan teams gathered in China, making the International Champions Cup a huge success!

Since then.

The number of strong teams going to the Chinese division has continued to increase.

In 2016, Guardiola and Mourinho gathered in BJ, staging the Manchester Derby in advance!

Of course.

The International Champions Cup is essentially still a commercial warm-up match.

Clubs often send out their full strength in the first game, gaining enough playing time required by sponsors, and then replace them with substitute players on a large scale in the following games to prepare for the new season in advance.

During the vacation, Li Kang returned to North Rhine to visit his family.

Foster mother Sophia said that Bayer Leverkusen club was very good in all aspects, with high salaries, new colleagues who were easy to get along with, and not as exclusive as the Catalan region.

The Russian souvenirs were distributed to Havertz and Brandt.

Li Kang also went to Gelsenkirchen, but failed to see Claudia, because the latter had caught another cold.

He could only ask Ms. Sandra to pass the stack of Russian nesting dolls to her.

Time flies.

After returning to London, Li Kang's life was still dull, and every day, in addition to training, he watched game videos and played games.

2017 was a year for single-player masterpieces.

Most of his communication with friends on social software was related to games.

Unfortunately, this kind of day did not last long, and the extremely controlling Tuchel had people bring in several sandbags.

That's right.

The Chelsea new coach's hobbies are Sanda (Chinese kickboxing), boxing and fitness.

This guy was once suspected of having violent tendencies, often losing his temper during training, breaking obstacle poles, and kicking training buckets.

"Lee, put down the game controller, what kind of manly leisure do you want to choose? Resident Evil has reached the seventh installment?"

The days passed like this, day by day.

July 22nd.

Cobham training base, the whole Chelsea team gathered!

Hazard and Willian surrounded Li Kang enthusiastically. Having played against each other five times in two consecutive seasons, they were too familiar with each other.

Kant stood shyly in the distance, with a faint smile on his face.

Cahill paid great attention to the team atmosphere and explained: "That guy is very shy and doesn't know how to socialize."

He waved his hand vigorously and shouted:

"N'Golo, come over here, don't be so sissy!"

"Oh!"

Kant trotted forward, wiped his hands on his shorts, then looked up, and smiled as he stretched out his hand to Li Kang.

"Lee, after playing against you in that European Cup, I've always dreamed of being your midfield partner."

Li Kang friendly touched the other party's little bald head.

That's what he thought at the beginning: Kant may be the most suitable midfield partner for him.

Everyone had black lines on their faces, and turned to look at Cahill: You call this not knowing how to socialize?

Diego Costa was nowhere to be seen: Chelsea and Atletico Madrid were in transfer negotiations about him, and this Blues super striker will miss the Asian tour.

This chapter was posted a long time ago, but it has been under review for a long time and can only be modified and reposted. Chelsea's China tour... has to be changed to the Asian tour.

(End of this chapter)