When I was sixteen, I received a trial invitation from Manchester United.
When I set foot in Manchester with a dream, what awaited me was a talented Carrington and naked contempt.
"Chinese players? They are too weak and only use technology to help the poor."
"The youth training places are limited and he will stay for a maximum of three months."
Until that day, the Youth El Clasico, when we were two goals behind at half-time.
The coach looked at me: "Lin, come on."
The moment I stepped onto the field, my world changed——
Teammates' movements, opponents' vulnerabilities, the trajectory of the ball... Everything can be seen at a glance, just like overlooking a chessboard.
A 60-meter long pass penetrated Manchester City's entire defense.
A freehand pass through the ball, assisting his teammate to score an empty goal.
The whole place was silent, and I could hear my own heartbeat, deafening.
They say red is Manchester United's religion.
And I want to become the most feared... Giant in this red empire.
(But I know that these "eyes of God" that can see through everything are both a gift and a curse. It is quietly consuming my future...)
