The path to becoming a football legend began with being ousted from Carrington by Manchester United.

Manchester City secured a costly away victory, with Silva and Aguero injured. Lin Yi received his ruby ​​card but will also face additional suspension from the FA.

However, for interim head coach Brian Kidd, the injury wasn't his fault, the assault wasn't his fault, and his mission was accomplished. The rest of the problem is Pellegrini's responsibility.

So after returning to Manchester, the team still chose to give the team a day off the day after the match, as is customary. After all, it was Mancini who announced the rule to cancel the holiday, and now that he's gone, no one will follow it.

The next morning, Lin Yi was sleeping soundly with Emma Watson in his arms when a sudden ringing of his cell phone interrupted his sweet dream.

Awakened, Lin Yi had no choice but to let go of the woman in his arms, leave the warm bed, and run to the living room to answer the phone, stepping on the black stockings, maid's skirt, and bunny ears on the bedroom floor.

The call came from an unfamiliar number. Lin Yi, still a bit grumpy from being woken up, snapped, "Who is it? Don't you have any manners? Your phone's been ringing so loudly this early! If it's not important, I'll twist your head off!"

"Good morning, Lin, I am Manuel Pellegrini."

"Don't know me! Bye!" Lin Yi hung up the phone, lay back down on his comfortable bed, and prepared to take a nap.

However, Emma was also woken up. She wasn't about to let Lin Yi off the hook so easily, so she rolled over and burrowed back into bed: "Honey, who was that on the phone?"

"What's his name, Manuel? I don't know him. He must have dialed the wrong number!" Lin replied, taking a few deep breaths.

Emma stared at Lin Yi in astonishment: "Manuel? Manuel Pellegrini? Isn't that your new coach?"

"Holy crap!" Lin Yi quickly jumped off the bed, stepping on the black stockings, maid's skirt, and bunny ears on the bedroom floor, and ran to the living room to grab his phone to call the other party back.

"Hello, may I ask who called me just now? My neighbor's child was playing with my phone, I'm so sorry!"

"Stop pretending, Lin! I recognize your voice!"

"There's a saying in the martial arts world: there are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names. You call yourself the Chilean Engineer, and seeing you today, I can confirm that the title is well-deserved. I'm truly impressed!"

"Stop licking, Lin! I won't take it to heart!"

Once relaxed, Lin Yi couldn't shake his sarcastic nature: "Oh, then why did you look for me? If you need someone to pick you up from the airport, just ask Mubarak. If you're worried about getting lost, ask Mika Richards. He's native, and I'm an outsider like you."

"I'm in Carrington and would like to meet with you."

Lin Yi dropped his playful expression and asked seriously, "You've arrived already? Didn't you say it would take a few more days?"

"Let's talk in person. When is a convenient time for you?"

"Give me half an hour." Seeing Emma's resentful look, Lin Yi immediately corrected himself, "Sorry, it was a slip of the tongue. We'll meet in Carrington in an hour and a half."

Two hours later, a radiant Emma Watson personally drove her boyfriend, who looked pale, to the Carrington training facility.

As for why the two people living together look so different, one is wearing wax to keep warm, while the other is naturally radiant.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Pellegrini, my stomach wasn't feeling well this morning, so I had to take a dump before leaving." Lin Yi tried to find a reason that would be acceptable to the other party to explain his lateness.

With a benevolent smile, Pellegrini looked at Lin Yi with a silver hair and replied, "Kid, I was young once too. If I had a world-renowned star as my girlfriend back then, I would have had sex with her before going out too."

Lin Yi refused to admit it: "Sir, we Easterners are more reserved, so it might be different from what you think."

Pellegrini kindly handed over a tissue: "Wipe the lipstick stain off your neck."

Lin folded a tissue and put it in his pocket, then said seriously, "Let's forget about this morning. What did you want to talk to me about?"

"The team's situation is not very optimistic, so I left some trivial matters in Spain and rushed here overnight on Mr. Mansour's private plane." Pellegrini explained the reason for his sudden appearance. "On the plane, I looked at their injury reports. I conservatively estimate that they will need at least 4 weeks to resume training, and as for playing, it will probably take 6-8 weeks."

Lin Yi shrugged and said helplessly, "Don't count on me. My suspension won't be shorter than theirs. They might be back while I'm still serving my suspension."

"That's exactly why I wanted to meet with you," Pellegrini continued. "I have clearly informed President Mubarak that he has requested a special team to collect video footage of Joey Barton's minor fouls during the match, to find experts to prove that David's injury is directly related to Barton's behavior, and to question referee Martin Wood's decision to only issue a yellow card after Barton fouled Sergio."

"So I won't be suspended?" Lin Yi's expression was full of doubt.

"No, according to the FA's regulations, you can't escape the ban. Even if it is later proven that Barton killed someone on the field, he will only be punished further, and it will not reduce the punishment for your violent behavior. You should know that Barton was beaten by you and suffered multiple fractures in his nose, eye socket and jaw. His recovery time is expected to be about 10-12 weeks. He can't even close his mouth right now, and he will have to live on liquid food for a long time to come."

Lin Yi asked, puzzled, "Then what's the purpose of all this trouble?"

Pellegrini left his seat, walked over to Lin Yi, and put his hand on the other's shoulder.

"To show our support, Lin, Manchester City needs the fighting spirit you show. We need everyone to know that this isn't a mercenary camp; here are warriors who defend honor. From that perspective, you've done a great job. Don't worry about anything, I've got you covered!" Pellegrini thought for a moment and added, "Of course, it would be even better if we could avoid fighting."

"Mansour seems to have said the same thing to me."

Pellegrini nodded: "Yes, Mr. Mansour supports you as much as I do! He's worried that you'll kill Patton, so he's planning to take you to Luton Airport by helicopter, from where you can leave Britain and fly directly to Saudi Arabia. Saudi Arabia and Britain don't have an extradition treaty, so he's arranged for people in Riyadh to help you escape to Seychelles in the Indian Ocean, where Mansour has a private island."

Lin Yi was dumbfounded.

"Are you kidding me?"

Pellegrini laughed heartily, gave Lin Yi a warm hug, and whispered in his ear, "Of course I was just joking. We're a football club, not a transnational criminal organization."

As Lin Yi stepped out of Carrington, he was immediately surrounded by reporters who seemed to be everywhere.

"Lin! The FA's punishment is in. On top of the three-match suspension due to the straight red card, you've received an additional three-match suspension for violent conduct. What are your plans for this six-match suspension?"

Having just received a pep talk from Pellegrini, Lin Yi, head held high and beaming with pride, said to the camera, "This period has mainly been about training (and exercise) to get my body back to its best condition!"