In the early morning, waking up from the soft bed, Chen Zhong skillfully opened his phone, glanced at the time, and couldn't help but smile slightly.
Great, it's another day of waking up before the alarm.
He pulled open the curtains and, seeing the fine drizzle outside, Chen Zhong opted to do some light exercises indoors.
After winning the Spanish King's Cup, Schuster gave all players a day off. Chen Zhong took out his phone and made a call home, where it was just noon. His father loudly announced, "Everyone be quiet, my son is calling me!"
"The Real Madrid star's son?"
"Who else!"
Listening to the sounds from over there, images of them toasting and clinking glasses involuntarily appeared in Chen Zhong's mind. Soon, the phone was in his mother's hands, as his lovely old father was naturally busy bragging.
After chatting about recent happenings, Chen Zhong ended the call and then turned on the TV.
