The United Kingdom's Media Explodes, Too Arrogant!

"Fle, are you saying that you've already become the best player in the Premier League?"

The reporter began deliberately leading Li Yufei into a trap.

But such petty tricks couldn't fool Li Yufei at all—today, he was determined to blast his name out there completely.

"Maybe I'm not yet, because I'm still growing."

"But when this season ends and you look back, you'll find that the Premier League's Best Player has become me, Fle Adams!"

"By then, you might find it hard to believe, even shocking."

"So I'm just giving you a heads-up now, so that nine months from now, you won't be so surprised."

The reporter stared at Li Yufei's calm expression, deeply curious about how he could say such shameless words with such a straight face.

"Fle, do you think you're better than Fabregas at this stage?"

The reporters' favorite trick—stirring the pot—was back.

Although Li Yufei privately believed he was stronger than Fabregas now, considering he was a teammate, he gave him some face:

"I'm not sure. Fabregas's excellence is beyond doubt. In my view, he's been the Premier League's best player since Cristiano left Manchester United."

"Even better than Wayne Rooney?" The reporter's provocation never stopped.

But when it came to Rooney, his future teammate on the national team, Li Yufei didn't hold back, saying bluntly:

"Of course. With all due respect, Rooney isn't even qualified to be mentioned in the same breath as Cristiano."

"The so-called 'Manchester United Twin Stars' were just Cristiano shining alone."

"Rooney's role at Manchester United was merely Cristiano's supporting act."

"How can a wingman-type player compare to a team core like Fabregas?"

Seeing Li Yufei brazenly belittle the current English star, the reporter was completely stunned.

Wait... is he this bold?

A player in the Premier League, trashing the English star in front of the media?

That was truly hard to imagine.

Seeming to connect it to the England National Team, the reporter quickly asked:

"Fle, how do you think England's European Championship qualifiers went this time? And have you decided which country you'll play for?"

"We all know you were born in the UK, have British citizenship, and can play for England."

Li Yufei found this question tricky, so he tossed it back:

"You'll have to ask the FA and Mr. Capello about that. At least I haven't received any call-up from the FA."

The reporter couldn't help rolling his eyes and muttered, "It's only because you suddenly got injured that the FA didn't call you up. Who doesn't know your little scheme?"

In fact, insiders in the know had already figured out that Li Yufei's so-called injury was just a way to dodge a potential call-up from the FA.

After all, Li Yufei's English surname "Adams" was right there in plain sight—they weren't blind, and they couldn't help but think of certain political factors.

But the FA had internally analyzed the situation and concluded that Li Yufei joining England to play football wasn't anything sensitive.

However, the Three Lions Army was still very proud.

They believed the current England Team was strong enough to win the World Cup and the European Championship Champion without Li Yufei!

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So the entire FA leadership wasn't in a hurry. They had time to drag things out with Li Yufei.

They thought England could do without Li Yufei, but Li Yufei couldn't do without England.

The former just meant losing a great player, without affecting England's football "dominance."

But the latter meant forever losing the chance to lift the World Cup.

After all, American football—those in the know, know. No need to elaborate.

Li Yufei had some guesses about the FA's arrogance, so he wasn't about to grovel like a sycophant.

When the FA finally lowered themselves to invite this big shot, Li Yufei would join.

For now, he'd just leave them hanging.

The reporter tried to fan the flames further on Li Yufei's topic, but Li Yufei had already shut his mouth.

Unless necessary, he didn't want to offend too many people at once.

As for belittling Rooney, there was a reason.

After all, the relationship between Manchester United and Arsenal—those in the know, know.

As the top dogs of their respective clubs (in Li Yufei's own view), Rooney and Li Yufei were destined to be unfriendly.

Plus, Li Yufei had heard from his past life how hot-tempered that little fatso Rooney could be.

So he'd just provoke him outright, beat him into submission on the pitch, and then it'd be easier to bring him into line when they joined the national team.

As for Lampard and Gerrard, Li Yufei had no conflict with them for now.

Arsenal had no grudge against their clubs either, so there was no reason to stir up trouble for himself.

After training ended that day.

As soon as Li Yufei got home, he found that Fleet Street was already splashing his morning interview all over the news.

Just as he'd expected, the vast majority of Fleet Street media thought Li Yufei was too arrogant and didn't know how to respect his elders.

But a small minority believed that, based on these three league games of the new season, Li Yufei was indeed the best-performing player in the Premier League.

He was just stating an objective fact!

Still, even that small group felt Li Yufei was far too conceited.

Because in the interview, he'd directly said that when people looked back nine months later, they'd see he was the strongest player in the Premier League this season.

Almost everyone agreed that such a thing was impossible.

It was nothing but Li Yufei's unrealistic fantasy!

As for the disdain in his words toward Rooney, it sparked a barrage of criticism from England's football legends.

Lineker wrote in his personal blog: "There's no denying that Fle is a super talent, but he still has a lot of room to improve."

"Right now, he should stay humble and work hard to refine his skills, instead of recklessly judging world-class stars who've already made their name."

Before Manchester United's fourth-round match, Alex Ferguson chuckled when a reporter asked him about it:

"This kid has been spoiled, because he was born into an extremely privileged family and has been used to flattery and praise from those around him since childhood."

"In his worldview, he's the center of the universe, and everyone and everything has to revolve around him."

"But let me say this—this is the Premier League, this is the world of football. No one's going to go easy on him because of who he is."

"Trust me, this kid will learn how to respect others in the matches to come."