Chapter 3

Wandering through the streets of Manchester, Wan Sheng's mood was low.

The experiences of the day were indeed quite complicated.

He had originally thought that taking revenge on McGinnis by selling the photos of him with a half-naked female employee to a tabloid reporter would make him feel a bit better, but thinking about his current situation, his mood did not improve at all.

He was unemployed.

When he came in the morning, he thought he had been blessed by fate and could start his long-dreamed-of coaching career with peace of mind. However, he was unexpectedly fired after just two hours.

Reason?

"You are a yellow-skinned person!" Ha ha.

What's the difference from saying 'I don't like the look of you'? Perhaps in McGinnis's eyes, a youth team coach was not a big deal, but this was a dream shared by him and the previous Wan Sheng. The叠加 of two people's dreams was so easily destroyed.

Wan Sheng felt a bit choked up.

He wandered the streets of Manchester like a zombie, recalling the events of the day, his own experiences, and the memories of the 'previous Wan Sheng.' No, perhaps it was better to call him 'his brother,' as he was a year older than Wan Sheng.

In the end, Wan Sheng didn't know what he was doing.

"Football was my childhood dream."

It was also his brother's dream.

"Unable to become a professional player, but I could still become a coach. Not only professional players can become coaches, so I still had hope. That's what I thought at the age of twenty."

His brother felt the same way.

"Dreams shattered, and I had to bow to life for survival. This is the reality of my life. Perhaps some people can seize that one percent chance, but I didn't."

His brother was different.

His brother gave up a potentially comfortable life for his dream and worked hard for over two years, eventually getting the opportunity to coach at Manchester United.

The determination with which they pursued their dreams was different.

Wan Sheng stopped in his tracks.

He looked down at himself, pointed at himself, and questioned himself, "Am I even worse than this washed-up guy?" A strong sense of frustration welled up in his heart.

No!

In my previous life, I didn't pursue my dreams, but fate has given me another chance, and not everyone is so lucky.

So now, I, Wan Sheng, must pursue my dreams, not wallow in despair and wander aimlessly. If I do, my life will be like a zombie, and what's the point of living again?

Absolutely not!

Wan Sheng was more determined than ever!

He returned to the small hotel he rented.

The room was only about ten square meters but was filled with things. These were all his brother's belongings, which were invaluable to Wan Sheng. There were two boxes of books, some old photos, and a thick life record.

That was his brother's diary.

Over the past two days, Wan Sheng stayed in the room, reading the diary and comparing it with the memories in his mind, constantly recalling. There were hardships, pain, family, friendship, and even love—many things that he couldn't experience in his previous life.

Tears streamed down Wan Sheng's face as he was lost in his memories.

Family was his brother's greatest concern.

This was something Wan Sheng couldn't experience in his previous life. He was an orphan, living alone with no ties or worries. But as he sorted through the memories, Wan Sheng could still feel that warmth and concern, something he had never experienced before.

Wan Sheng picked up the phone and stared at a number.

It was the home number.

"Perhaps this is the only thing I can do for you. You couldn't fulfill your filial duty to your parents, which was your greatest concern and regret. So I will fulfill it for you, making sure your parents live happily and peacefully every day."

Wan Sheng dialed the number.

"Hello, is that Sheng?" A gentle female voice came from the other end of the line.

Wan Sheng, hearing the voice, felt a sudden sense of closeness and couldn't help but shed two tears, "Y... Yes... Mom."

"What's wrong, Sheng? What happened?" The voice on the other end sounded anxious.

Wan Sheng took a deep breath and said calmly, "Mom, I'm fine. Everything is good here. How is everything at home?"

"Really? I feel like your voice sounds a bit off." The mother on the other end was still worried.

"I've had a bit of a cold recently." Wan Sheng said.

"Take care of yourself. Have you seen a doctor?"

"Yes, the doctor said I'll be better in a couple of days. Don't worry." Wan Sheng asked with concern, "How is everything at home? Is Dad okay?"

"Everything is fine! Everything is fine! Don't worry! You're alone abroad, so be careful. It's summer, but it's still a bit cold at night. Remember to cover your stomach when you sleep, or you'll catch a cold. Your dad is at work, don't worry about him. How is your job going? When you work, be friendly with everyone. Being friendly always helps. You've always been stubborn. Since you want to be a coach, I can only support you, but you must control your temper. If you have any problems, tell me. Do you have enough money?..."

The mother on the other end of the line rambled on, but Wan Sheng listened to every word patiently. He felt an unprecedented sense of family, but he knew this wasn't the time to be weak. He couldn't let his mother worry.

After hanging up the phone, Wan Sheng sat there, lost in thought.

He knew he owed his brother a lot. Even taking care of his brother's parents had become a beautiful family left to him by his brother.

"What else can I do for him?"

In his memories, his brother only had two concerns: family and the football dream, which was also his own dream.

So, let's work hard for both of our dreams!

This is the only thing I can do for him!

Wan Sheng became even more determined.

After calming down, Wan Sheng began to organize everything his brother left behind about football, including the memories, some photos, and materials. He started to consider how to realize the football dreams of both of them.

What do I have now?

Memories and knowledge about coaching? No, theory and reality are different. His brother achieved nothing in two months and only got the coaching job at Manchester United by luck. Even if he hadn't come, his brother would have been fired.

That's for sure.

McGinnis, who didn't like the look of him, would definitely fire him. Facing the difficulties from the youth training director, he would have no way out.

No, maybe threatening McGinnis with that photo is a good idea...

Wan Sheng suddenly realized that compared to his brother, he was truly useless. Perhaps his brother had already thought of this and took the embarrassing photo of McGinnis not just to mock him one day but also as a subconscious way to protect himself.

And he, used that photo to get 400 pounds...

Wan Sheng kept hitting his head, feeling extremely regretful for only thinking of revenge in his anger. Such a self-destructive act was truly foolish.

In comparison.

He wasn't as smart and clever as his brother, or perhaps as cunning and devious...

He was impulsive.

He was naive.

In his previous life, he was just a nobody...

Compared to his brother, what advantages did he have in pursuing his football dream? Could he do better than his brother? What would he rely on to succeed?

Wan Sheng felt a bit lost.

But soon his eyes lit up, and he became incredibly determined.

He had ten more years of knowledge than others. He knew the general direction of football and the world over the next ten years.

Being reborn was his greatest advantage. What else did he need?

Wan Sheng clenched his fists.

From now on, I will walk the path to success!

I am who I am.

My success belongs to me, not to my brother or anyone else.

I am not exceptionally smart or cunning, and I don't need those things. But I will pursue success with my own way, openly and honestly!

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