GEM TALENT

After watching those highly exciting television highlights that completely refueled his lost passion, William immediately knew that he had to push his body to the maximum limit, so he quickly changed his clothes and went straight out to the grassy backyard to continue the intense fitness training he had started just a day before.

He did not just want to do simple, easy running this time around, because he strongly needed to rebuild his elite stamina and match fitness, so he decided to do much more advanced fitness training that would properly test his heavy muscles.

He started by tying a heavy resistance band tightly around his waist, and he attached the other strong end to the trunk of a large tree, and then he sprinted forward with all of his strength to build his explosive leg power.

Whenever the strong elastic band pulled him backward, he pushed even harder, because he deeply wanted to simulate the feeling of dragging a heavy defender across the pitch.

After completely exhausting his tired legs with the heavy resistance band, he quickly moved over to a long row of tall plastic hurdles, and he jumped high over them very rapidly with both feet together, making absolutely sure to keep his perfect body balance exactly like a top professional athlete.

He then dropped quickly down to the soft ground to do fifty fast, explosive push-ups, immediately followed by several tough sets of high-intensity burpees, which made his young heart beat incredibly fast inside his chest and caused heavy, warm sweat to pour down his handsome face like heavy rain.

He continued this brutal, highly advanced fitness training for three solid hours until his entire body was aching wonderfully, and as he finally collapsed happily onto the cool grass to catch his heavy breath, a massive, proud smile appeared on his face because he finally felt like a true footballer again.

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The highly anticipated next morning finally came with a bright, beautiful, and very warm sunrise, and as the light shined through the bedroom window, William woke up feeling incredibly active and highly agile.

He jumped out of his soft bed without feeling any lazy tiredness at all, because the day is a very special and highly important day that he will finally meet with his strict manager, Mr. Stewart, again to officially decide his future with the famous club, and also properly know the exact next step for his young sporting career.

He quickly took a long, refreshing shower to wash away the heavy sweat from yesterday's advanced training, and he stepped out of the bathroom feeling completely refreshed and highly confident in his own skin.

He carefully opened his dark wooden closet, and instead of wearing his normal, casual tracksuits, he proudly dressed himself up in a very neat, perfectly fitted black T-shirt and a pair of smart, clean brown trousers, looking exactly just like a serious young man going for an important office work.

He made absolutely sure that his clothes were perfectly ironed without a single wrinkle, because he wanted to physically show the club director that he was no longer a sad, confused little boy, but rather a focused, highly determined adult who was totally ready for serious business.

After carefully combing his hair and grabbing his mobile phone, he left his quiet home so very early in the morning, purposefully skipping his normal morning breakfast so that he can easily beat the terrible city traffic and be completely punctual for the crucial meeting.

He knew perfectly well that arriving late would absolutely ruin the professional, mature image he was trying so hard to strongly present to the club, so he rushed down the busy street and quickly entered a waiting taxi.

He felt a deep sense of total readiness, because he finally understood that running away from his challenges was a terrible mistake, and he was completely prepared to proudly face whatever strict consequences the club had prepared for him.

William sat very quietly in the back seat of the fast vehicle, staring calmly out of the clear window as the careful driver drove him smoothly toward the famous training ground, and his mind was completely focused on exactly what he was going to say.

Immediately the bright yellow taxi finally stopped directly at the massive front gates of Cobham, he paid the driver and quickly alighted from the vehicle, but his arrival was definitely not a hidden secret at all, because a large group of hungry reporters was already waiting there.

As soon as his clean shoes touched the concrete pavement, some loud, highly eager media team members quickly rushed forward like a wild wave, and they aggressively snapped him with their flashing cameras, completely surrounding him with blinding bright lights.

They pushed their thick microphones very close to his face, and one very bold reporter shouted loudly over the noisy crowd, and he actively asked him what exactly he was doing here at the club's training ground today.

The entire world firmly believed that William had officially retired from professional football to become a university chemist, so seeing him properly dressed and standing right outside the football facility was a massive, shocking surprise to everyone present.

William did not panic, and he did not look away from the flashing cameras, but instead, he simply flashed a very calm, mysterious smile at the loud crowd, and William softly replied,

"We will all see,"

Keeping his true intentions totally hidden from the public.

Right after dropping that short, highly confident sentence, he completely ignored their loud, desperate shouts, and he quickly walked past the heavy security gates, and he left the highly confused journalists standing outside the walls.

This single, mysterious sentence instantly made the noisy reporters far more curious, and they immediately started whispering loudly to each other, wildly wondering what does he actually mean by those strange words.

They rapidly started typing on their mobile phones and calling their news stations, because this tiny piece of information was already enough to heavily spark massive rumors all over the entire internet, but William simply did not care about their wild gossip anymore.

Once he was safely inside the peaceful, highly secure compound of the training facility, William walked confidently and purposefully straight to the main administrative building, greeting the familiar players who were walking around the area.

He marched down the quiet, carpeted hallways with his head held very high, and he quickly walked directly to the specific office where his manager was patiently waiting for him to arrive.

He gently knocked on the heavy door twice, and when he heard a stern voice tell him to come inside, he pushed the door open and stepped right into the quiet room.

He immediately met Mr. Stewart sitting gently and very quietly on his beautiful, high-backed leather chair, looking closely at some complicated legal papers on his desk. When the busy director finally looked up and clearly saw William standing tall in his neat black T-shirt and brown trousers, a brief flash of surprise crossed his serious face, but he quickly masked it with a polite smile, and they smoothly exchanged warm, respectful pleasantries like two grown men.

Mr. Stewart politely asked William how he had been doing during his long time away from the club, and William answered that he was doing very well and feeling much better, firmly maintaining strong eye contact the entire time to clearly show his new maturity.

The silent room felt slightly cold because of the humming air conditioner, but William's heart was burning with a very warm, bright passion that completely shielded him from any internal fear or unnecessary anxiety.

After their brief, polite greetings were completely finished, Mr. Stewart kindly pointed his pen toward the front of the wide desk, and he politely offered William a comfortable seat to properly begin the serious discussion they had scheduled.

William calmly walked forward, William sat down gracefully, and he carefully positioned himself to firmly sit directly opposite him with absolute confidence radiating from his entire posture and his steady breathing.

He did not look down at the floor or fidget nervously with his hands like he had done in the past, and instead, he leaned slightly forward, placed his hands neatly on his lap, and looked directly into Mr. Stewart's highly observant eyes.

The silent tension in the room was extremely thick and heavy, but William felt a massive surge of bravery wash completely over his heart, because he vividly remembered Coach Lincoln's powerful advice and the beautiful television highlights that had miraculously saved his dying dream.

William took one final, very deep breath to completely steady his racing pulse, and without wasting any more precious time on unnecessary small talk, he boldly delivered the exact message that would permanently change his destiny. He looked straight at him with a totally fearless expression, and he simply said,

"Sir, I want to finally continue with my professional football career."

As soon as those heavy, unexpected words left William's mouth, the quiet room instantly fell into total, absolute silence, and Mr. Stewart was completely and totally shocked by the sudden, massive bombshell that the young boy had just dropped.

The manager's eyes widened in pure disbelief, because he had fully expected William to sign his termination papers today, and this sudden, bold declaration left him totally speechless.