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On December 7th, the warm sun of early winter made people feel slightly less chilly.

Sheffield City Center, Chuji Sichuan Cuisine.

It was already past the peak lunch hour. The restaurant's door was closed, and the " Close " sign was hung on the door.

However, the restaurant was filled with more than 30 people gathered together, staring at the television screen above.

The television had switched to BBC Sports Channel. Today was a very important moment, the FA Cup draw ceremony!

In the third round of the FA Cup, the Premier League team was sent off!

There was no training that day. The entire team, the coaching staff, and even the team owner came to the restaurant to watch the draw ceremony.

It was Xuan's first time meeting the boss of his club.

It was a middle-aged English man with a very ordinary face. He wore glasses and was polite, like a university professor.

He was the owner of a steel mill near the community. He invested in the team purely out of his passion for football and did not care about the gains and losses.

That was why he had improved the turf of the stadium, invested in training facilities, and even established a youth echelon.

It could be seen that the boss really loved football.

His teammates chatted as they waited for the draw. Valdi, who worked part-time in the restaurant, gave everyone a bottle of beer.

"Who do you think will be drawn?"

"If we draw a team like Hull City, West Bromwich Albion, or Blackburn Rovers, will we win?”

"What are you thinking about? Do you think all the other teams will send their second team? The Premier League team definitely wants to go further."

"Instead of drawing this kind of team, it's better to draw Big4, Tottenham Hotspur, or Everton.”

"That's right. If we want to fight, we'll fight a strong team!"

" Then imagine if we beat Manchester United at the Theater of Dreams..."

"Hiss…"

Xuan's teammates were already daydreaming. However, they would try their best to realize this kind of daydream.

As for Xuan himself, it didn't matter who he played. He just played every match as if it was the finals.

Of course, he would be even more excited if he met a wealthy family!

"The drawing of lots has already begun!"

Someone shouted, and everyone turned their attention back to the television.

The BBC's live broadcast continued. Manchester United and Chelsea both drew their opponents.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the dining room gradually became tense. His teammates and coaches were staring at the screen attentively.

Only Xuan leaned back in his chair, picking up a thermos cup beside him and leisurely sipping tea.

He did not look like a 19-year-old young man at all.

The note drawn by the guest at the moment was another powerhouse team!

They were once the absolute hegemon of English football, the champions of the Champions League three years ago, Manchester United's arch-rival for the title this season, and a powerhouse with many world-class star players!

Liverpool!

The BBC host laughed." Let's see who Liverpool's opponent will be.”

The drawing guest took out a football-like model with a note with the team name written on it.

He opened the note and showed it in front of the camera lens. The large close-up allowed everyone to see it very clearly.

The atmosphere in the restaurant became a little strange.

Stokes-Bridge-Park!

It was them!

Stokes Bridge Park Steelers!

"Our opponent…is Liverpool?!”

The BBC host was a little surprised to see this result. He smiled and quickly looked at the information on the table.

"Wow, this team... Stokes Bridge Park Steel Mill. They are the biggest dark horse of this year's FA Cup.”

"They are from the English Northern League One, the eighth level of the amateur league.”

"But this amazing team has been a surprise all the way, even defeating the EFL Championship's Sheffield United!”

"It is said that they have a pair of strikers who are very efficient in scoring goals. Their striker, Xuan-Chu, scored 17 goals and is ranked first in the goalscorer list!”

"This is very exciting. What kind of sparks will there be in their showdown with the traditional powerhouse, Liverpool?”

After the drawing ceremony ended, the dining hall was a little quiet.

Manager Steve Adams was a little worried. Logically speaking, they had already achieved their original goal.

Why didn't they react when they drew Liverpool?

In the end, he thought too much. His teammates were in disbelief just now, but when they came back to their senses, their faces were filled with anticipation.

"It's really a wealthy family!"

"Liverpool, and it's an away game! We're going to Anfield to play!”

"I used to dream of playing at Anfield. I didn't expect this dream to almost come true.”

"Anfield…"

In England, if one were to talk about the most famous stadium.

Other than Wembley and Manchester United's Old Trafford, there was Liverpool's Anfield stadium.

This stadium used to be a nightmare for many visiting teams.

At the exit of the players 'passage, the Liverpool team emblem was clearly plastered.

The words on it left a deep impression on all the opponents.

“This-is-Anfield”

This was Anfield!

Before the English Premier League was established, this sentence was like Mount Tai, weighing heavily on the opponent.

It was a constant reminder to them that their opponent was a behemoth that everyone looked up to!

Now that Liverpool was in the sunset, this sentence still had enough weight.

However, this pressure did not seem to have any effect on the Stokes Bridge.

Along the way, they were the giants of all the teams they faced.

However, they wore tattered armor, rode on horses, and held rusty spears. They were able to defeat their enemies one by one!

What about Liverpool? So what if it was Anfield?

We're here!

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