"Crushing! Arsenal defeated Cardiff City four to one! Ending a seven-year title drought! Maël's hat-trick helps Wenger achieve a Grand Slam in the English professional system!" - Zhibo8 (China)
"Arsenal wins the English League Cup after 20 years! Supernova Maël wins his first top-level competition title, securing the top scorer and best player awards with a hat-trick in the final!" - The Guardian (UK)
"First title of the season! Arsenal is expected to achieve a double crown!" - Marca (Spain)
After the match, Arsenal dominated headlines worldwide, with Maël, who scored three goals in the final, once again becoming a prominent figure.
Beneath these formal reports, countless related stories about him abounded, with his every move scrutinized under a magnifying glass.
"Maël entered the field after the game holding hands with a girl to celebrate. It is rumored that this woman is likely the daughter of Sheffield United owner McCabe, and the two met last year." - The Sun
"Snatching a gold medal? Maël's hilarious moment after the game, he 'snatched' a gold medal that already belonged to him from a staff member!" - The Mirror
"Maël sprayed champagne and chatted and laughed with Wenger many times. The meeting of this mentor and protégé has become a legend!" - AS
"Laugh freely, young man! Maël and his friends took a classic group photo after the game, which will be a photo of their lives!" - The Times
"Rumor debunking! XX! Resist the fabrication of The Sun!" - McCabe's social media "Maël is a very good player, but my daughter does not know him." - McCabe's social media "-——8:54 AM stepped on The Times cover photo." - McCabe's social media Below these posts, fans from all over the world left their comments, and the discussion atmosphere was extremely lively.
"This photo is really well taken, showing his youthful spirit to the fullest. Life needs such beautiful moments!"
"Haha...finally a champion! I hope Arsenal wins the double crown!"
"Genie Maël!"
"Unparalleled demon-level performance! Looking forward to him winning the double crown and the Premier League Golden Boot as promised!"
"This girl is so beautiful and happy. Maël is dating at 18?"
"Is 18 very early?"
"You can see how eager Maël is for the medal, so cute!"
"He has become a symbol of Arsenal and even the English Football World. If his influence increases further, he will be a well-deserved international superstar!"
"The Premier League Player of the Month for February should be awarded to him! The player once said he wanted to win three Premier League Monthly Best awards, and now it seems he is very close."
"..."
While praising Maël and Arsenal, fans also showed strong expectations for their future, hoping they could win more.
Now, everyone's eyes are focused on the Premier League, waiting for the final moment to arrive!
February 29th, the entire North London was still shrouded in the joy of the championship.
That night, Maël arrived at a street full of classic British flavor and stopped in front of a newly decorated store.
Looking closely, the store was lit with warm-colored lights, and there were many exquisitely designed glass cabinets along the walls. Inside the cabinets were all the honorary trophies and souvenirs he had won in his career so far.
His Hall of Fame is finally decorated and ready to open to the public!
This is something he values very much. Trophies and medals are the honorary medals of players, symbolizing the road they have traveled and the achievements they have made, and their significance is absolutely extraordinary.
And put them neatly together, and then write the time and experience when winning the trophy.
Not only can it outline his career trajectory, but it can also seal up all the climactic emotions! At any time, anyone who comes to see these will recall the magnificence of his journey, feel his pride in winning these, and the accumulation he has now.
At the same time, this will give him a new motivation - to win more valuable awards and championships, making this place more brightly lit and more dazzling! Maël and his family stood together, all full of joy, behind them were several friends who watched his game together yesterday.
"Light it, light it!"
Isabella put her hands behind his shoulders. After yesterday, their relationship became much closer. At this time, her face was still full of happiness, "Set off fireworks!"
"Ah!"
"Maël, come on!"
"Yes, your important moment!"
Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Maël personally picked up a windproof lighter and walked to the firework fuse to light it.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Colorful fireworks suddenly soared into the sky, blooming brilliantly in the air, and the reflected light made everyone's faces flicker with brilliance.
"Clap clap...!" Everyone's expressions were full of happiness, and they clapped their hands to celebrate this important moment.
Especially his little sister Ava, who had just completed her transfer procedures, was still not used to life in London. Seeing that the family could finally reunite and watch fireworks with her brother, she was naturally extremely happy.
"Brother, hug!" She clapped her hands and jumped, coming to Maël's side and reaching out her hands.
Maël picked her up effortlessly, pinched her cheeks with a smile, and watched the sky with her.
After an intense battle, after obtaining important honors, returning to life with family and friends, enjoying the everyday while completing a long-awaited task, this feeling is very good.
"Yes!"
"Maël!"
"Click, click!"
The fireworks here quickly attracted many fans around, who waved to Maël from afar and took out their phones to take pictures.
Maël turned around to greet them, and then led everyone into the Hall of Fame.
The first thing you see is the Golden Boy Award, the EFL Championship trophy, and the Puskas Award placed in the very center. These are all replicas he had made, and they are no different from the real thing.
On both sides are a series of awards such as the EFL Championship Golden Boot, Player of the Month, and Premier League Player of the Month, which are also replicas.
There are also 2 EFL Championship match balls from games where he scored a hat-trick, 1 Boxing Day Battle commemorative ball, and 2 Premier League hat-trick commemorative balls, and 1 EFL Cup final hat-trick commemorative ball.
These are not replicas. They still have grass clippings and various traces of use, the signatures of the three referees on duty, and the dates and opponent information written by Maël himself.
Maël looked at these with satisfaction, turned his head and asked Davis, "Have you contacted them about the EFL Cup trophy? About when will it be ready and sent over?"
"A week, maybe," Davis guessed a time, explaining, "If you're pursuing the quality of the replica, some parts still have to be made by hand."
Maël nodded, and after thinking of something, he joked with him: "Do you want to make the Premier League trophy together? We can put it up directly when we win the Premier League at the end of the season."
"Haha..." Davis laughed twice, "What if we don't get it?"
"We will." Maël raised his eyebrows at him, meaning this trophy is definitely in the bag.
"Okay," Davis was about to agree when José interrupted, "Let's not. There's always been a saying in the Football World that you can't touch a trophy you haven't won yet. If you touch it, something will go wrong."
Seeing everyone looking at him, José laughed, "Don't disbelieve me, it's true, it's more serious than opening champagne in the first half."
"Many superstars who lost the championship believe that it was because they or their teammates touched the trophy before the game."
"Haha..." Everyone at the scene laughed. It was indeed a rather interesting saying.
After listening, Maël's mind flashed with some fragments of memory. It seemed that this superstition did exist. Although he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, he would respect this law when facing a trophy he desperately wanted.
"Forget it, forget it." He waved his hand to dismiss the idea, "There's no rush. At the end of the season, let's bring up the Premier League trophy!"
He took a step and wandered around the exhibition hall for a while, pointing to some blank spaces and suggesting: "These places can be used to put some clothes racks to hang a row of jerseys that I've exchanged for in the past two years.
"And here, we can make a photo wall. I want to move the photos from home over here."
His aunt and uncle had been following him, nodding and recording constantly. His aunt even took out her mobile phone. They definitely valued Maël's opinions very much.
"And then..."
After taking a turn, Maël stopped at the door and said with a smile, "It seems like there's nothing else. If I want to add something in the future, I'll have to work hard myself."
"Go for it, brother!" Ava had been following him, and when she heard him say this, she immediately clenched her little pink fist, which was obviously soft and cute but very serious, "I believe you can do it."
"Haha!" This appearance once again made the others at the scene laugh. Isabella took out candy from her bag and handed it to her, picking her up and swinging her around a few times.
Maël also pinched her little face, "Adapt well here, brother will fill the Hall of Fame."
"Okay!" Ava unwrapped the candy, agreed to him, and then turned to praise Isabella, who gave her the candy, "Sister is so pretty, sister is so nice."
Isabella giggled, her eyes full of love for Ava.
Maël looked at the two thoughtfully, then turned to say goodbye to his aunt and uncle, "I'll leave this place to you. I'll come and see it often."
"Don't worry." Clermont patted his chest, "Ava can lose anything here, but she won't lose things."
Ava: "???"
"Pa!"
Aunt Betty slapped him on the shoulder, "What are you talking about? That's not how you give an example."
She looked at Maël again and said with a wry smile, "Just understand what we mean, he's not very good at expressing himself.
"Alright, hurry up and get busy, you can come over anytime."
"Okay." Maël waved goodbye to the two of them one last time, and then prepared to leave with the others.
"Hey!" Clermont called out to him, and said with a sincere smile, "Thank you, nephew. A family living in the center of London in a car, I've only seen it on TV, but I didn't really grasp it."
A smile appeared on the corner of Maël's mouth, he didn't say anything, but a feeling of joy rose in his heart.
Just like he said before, the feedback from his family and helping others allows him to feel that he is truly alive in this world.
He needs this kind of emotion, this kind of feeling, it can eliminate his loneliness.
"Maël."
Walking out of the street, Isabella took his arm and asked with an expectant smile, "Do you want to go to the London Eye today? You said that if you win the championship, you would go for a ride with me."
Maël glanced at the time, it was a bit late, but looking at her face, he really couldn't bear to disappoint her, "Sure."
"Yes!" Isabella's pace was much more cheerful, and she waved goodbye to Aisha and Maël's team members, "I won't invite you, bye-bye."
"Tsk." Amid Aisha's disdainful voice and the laughter of José and others, the two walked towards the parking place across the road, preparing to drive over.
More than ten minutes later, they arrived at the Lambeth District on the south bank of the Thames River, and they could already see the London Eye flashing red light across the river.
Isabella took out two tickets that had been booked long ago, happily waving them around, and after waving them for a while, she put her arms on the car window, supporting her head to admire the quiet Thames River.
Today, she was wearing a khaki coat, with a belt in the middle, and a white sweater inside. Her lower body was black high heels with thickened black stockings, which made her look very delicate.
"Maël."
"Huh?"
"Nothing, just calling your name."
Maël smiled and looked out the window. He suddenly wanted to buy a Maybach with good sound insulation.
Although Ferrari is very passionate, it is a bit noisy in this quiet atmosphere and not very suitable.
"Gilbert."
He thought of his good brother again, and always felt that there was one less person in the tour team. He remembered the hot mood of the two when they returned to London with Gilbert and passed the Thames River.
They chatted excitedly, about all kinds of life after becoming superstars in London in the future, and about driving sports cars with girls to tour the city.
He has now become a superstar, but unfortunately Gilbert is still struggling in Sheffield City. Even if he comes back next year, he will face huge competitive pressure, and he will definitely not have the same ambition as he did then.
"After the game, why did he leave without saying a word and didn't even show up?"
Maël asked Isabella, his emotions were at their peak that day, and he didn't notice this, he only thought of it after coming down.
"I don't know either." Isabella shook her head, paused and guessed: "Maybe he is a Sheffield United player now, and it's not good to celebrate with Arsenal fans.
"However, he was not quite right in the box, he was very silent and had a low presence. I could feel that he was very complicated."
Maël nodded, probably understood, he drove across a cable-stayed bridge to the other side of the river, where the London Eye was located.
They parked the car in a place and walked hand in hand towards the London Eye.
"Whoosh!"
The lights on the Ferris wheel changed, turning into a gorgeous sky blue, and also illuminated the nearby streets and buildings. At this time, they saw small stars hanging on the trees next to them.
The surroundings were very quiet, with almost no people, and the entire street became their world.
"It's so beautiful." Isabella's small face was also dyed blue, her eyes sparkling, "Maël, let me take a picture of you."
Maël didn't want to take pictures at first, but when he saw her take out her phone and get ready, he stood in the middle of the road and squeezed out a smile.
It was also at this time that he felt a special feeling. He already had a lot of game photos, but it seemed that there were very few life photos. Except for fans taking sneak shots, no one helped him record his life.
"Giggle..." Isabella smiled sweetly while taking pictures, she was very serious, "Wait for me to find an angle again, okay, can you change your pose?
"Oh, this pose is too ugly, hurry up and change another one, haha"
Maël laughed with her, and often made funny movements to tease her. For some reason, a warm feeling of happiness welled up in his heart.
The two played here for a while, and then took each other's already cold hands and walked towards the entrance of the London Eye.
"Maël!" When checking the tickets, the ticket inspector's eyes widened, pointing at Maël and shouting, "It's really Maël! David, Maël is here!"
A staff member in a safety suit ran over, gasped when he saw it, and quickly ran back to get his phone.
Isabella's face lit up as she watched this scene, and she looked up at Maël and said, "Apart from the old ladies and grandpas who never watch football or use social media, everyone in this city knows you, right?"
"Maybe."
Maël nodded with a smile, he was used to seeing this kind of reaction from people when they saw him in everyday life. "But it's just recognition. I'll only consider myself successful when they call me the King of London."
"Haha..." Isabella was amused again. Being with Maël seemed to amplify all her emotions.
Maël took a photo with the two staff members and then went to wait in line.
He encountered many fans who wanted his autograph and a photo with him. Some offered to let him go ahead, but he declined.
After waiting for a while, he finally stood at the front. After the couple in front of them got off the Ferris wheel, he and Isabella got on and slowly moved upwards.
"Yeah!" Isabella's wish came true, and she cheerfully raised her arms and shouted, "The big star finally came with me to ride the Ferris wheel."
"You must have ridden it before. You're the one accompanying me."
Maël felt himself slowly rising into the air, looking at the iron cables in front of the Ferris wheel, feeling a little nervous. He was actually a bit afraid of heights.
It wasn't an irrational fear, but he was mainly worried about whether the equipment was aging or if there would be an accident.
"Then I'm accompanying you." Isabella raised her chin slightly, always showing a sunny and confident look. "How is it? Are you happy?"
Maël sat for a while and slowly dispelled his worries, admiring the panoramic view of London from the Ferris wheel. "Pretty happy."
From here, you could see Big Ben, the Houses of Parliament, and most of the buildings on both sides of the Thames River. Although it was a bit blurry due to the glass, the overall view was extremely beautiful.
After admiring it for a while, Maël suddenly felt a sense of openness and boldness from standing high and looking far. Thinking about it, he had really been having a good season, going from this city to the world.
Not only had he achieved success on the field, but his life was also good. He had made many new friends and gotten closer to many people.
He turned to look at Isabella, who was staring at him. "What are you looking at?"
"You."
"It's embarrassing to be stared at all the time. Look somewhere else."
"No."
The atmosphere became a little ambiguous. They both knew what was going to happen next, or rather, they knew it before they got on the Ferris wheel.
Isabella pursed her lips, pretended to look behind her, and secretly licked her lips with her little tongue before turning back.
Maël didn't bother with that. He raised his head and leaned forward slightly.
Isabella also leaned forward, and their heads quickly touched. "Mmm..."
A warm and soft sensation came from his lips. Maël smelled the fragrance in her hair, and when he opened his eyes, he could see her closed eyes in a look of intoxication, and her fair, flawless face.
He subconsciously reached out and hugged Isabella's delicate body, and she also reached out and hugged his waist.
This time, they didn't separate after a second or two like last time, but became more and more intense, constantly turning their heads, and kissing passionately for a long time.
When they separated, Isabella's breathing was slightly rapid. She put her arms around Maël's neck and asked, "Maël, do you really consider me your girlfriend? Or are we just staying in an ambiguous state?"
"Tell me the truth, I can accept it. You should be able to feel how much I like you, so please give me an answer."
Maël looked into her elfin eyes and didn't think for too long. "Yes, you are my girlfriend."
Isabella's heart was shaken, as if something had landed smoothly in her heart. She quickly showed a bright smile, stood up, and sat on Maël's lap.
They kissed again, for a very long time, so much so that when they separated, the Ferris wheel was almost at the bottom.
"After I finish the first half of the year at work, and after your season ends, I'll go to your house to take care of you. I'll take you out to play every day then, how about that?"
"Haha... okay."
...
February ended like this. Thinking about it carefully, Maël actually had a good month.
Apart from losing a game in the Champions League, the Premier League continued to move forward, further widening the gap between the Manchester clubs and them, and he also won a trophy.
In addition, his Hall of Fame opened, he reached an agreement with Puma for co-branded shoes, and he officially started dating Isabella.
Next, he would take this good mood and make a final push for the Premier League title! On March 1st, Maël, having finished a day of training, opened the proficiency panel to observe the progress of his various skills.
[Skill: Sprint lv4]
[Proficiency: (493/5000)]
[Skill: Brutal Shot lv4]
[Proficiency: (819/2000)]
[Skill: Heading Power lv3]
[Proficiency: (588/800)]
[Skill: Fancy Breakthrough lv3]
[Proficiency: (124/2000)]
[Additional Skill: Fancy Skills lv1]
[Proficiency: (783/1500)]
"Not bad."
He calculated that his heading should reach lv4 this month. By then, his goal efficiency in the Premier League would be even higher, with an expected increase of about 0.3 goals per game.
Moreover, the additional skill Fancy Skills is also close to lv2. If he lays a good foundation this month, he might be able to level up by the end of next month.
A more significant improvement in ability should come after the season ends, during the off-season, or rather, during the European Cup.
At that time, his Brutal Shot will definitely reach lv5, and he will have an incredibly terrifying long shot ability!
"Should I add strength training as well?" He had a new idea. No one doesn't want to become a stat monster, and he had fantasized countless times about the day when both speed and strength would be at lv5.
Now that the schedule is lighter, with only 6 games this month, he probably won't play in the Champions League game. What he needs to play are the Premier League rounds 27 to 31.
The same goes for next month, when he will play the Premier League rounds 32 to 36, with the last 2 rounds in May.
With this schedule, he can completely increase the intensity of training and increase the speed of progress.
The 5000 proficiency points look a bit discouraging, but as long as he can lay a good foundation this season and strengthen training during the off-season, he will definitely be able to level up next season.
"Add training!"
He made a decision and told Davis about it, who then went to develop a new training schedule and plan.
Maël looked up at the schedule and glanced at the upcoming matches.
Finish the remaining 12 Premier League games well, strive to win the championship with an undefeated record, and then, officially enter the lv5 era next season, striving for full bloom on multiple fronts and competing for the best! On March 3rd, before the Premier League match against Everton, Maël received his second Player of the Month trophy.
He held the Player of the Month cylinder with elation, standing in front of several cameras to deliver his acceptance speech, "The top league is indeed very, very difficult. I didn't expect to get my second Player of the Month only at the end of the season."
"But I'm in a good mood. This must be a surprise for me. Last month's performance wasn't my best this season, but maybe it's because of the added team honor."
"Good luck, haha, thank you, thank you to The FA officials, I will strive to get the third one and complete the goal."
He raised the Monthly Best cylinder, took a few photos, and then placed it in the locker room before going out to warm up.
The final moment of the title race has truly arrived. He hopes to achieve good results this month and basically kill the suspense of the championship!
The team now has 68 points, and he hopes to reach 80 by the end of the month, and then win the title in advance in April! As for May, he can only hope that they are still working hard for an undefeated record at that time. ps: My physical condition is not good today, and I will start to explode tomorrow. I am very sorry, let me rest for another half day and think carefully about how to write it wonderfully later.
I have disappointed everyone, give me some time!
Monthly update of 510,000 words, and additional updates are 7,000 words as a unit. Yesterday, a brother said that I still have to write 140,000 words, I'm going to (cry).
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