"This is a big club, super," Van Bell said.

"Andre, I think I'm really good at Red Bulls in Leipzig," Kimmich said. "I'm only nineteen years old, and I don't think I have the ability to gain a foothold in the Big Ball now."

"This is..." Van Bell said.

"I won't go anywhere." Kimmich made up his mind. He played well in Red Bull Leipzig for several years and became famous. After all, his goal was to go to Bayern Munich, and his career would be successful.

"Can you let me finish it?" Van Bell was upset.

"It's useless if you say it, I'm anyway..." Kimich said with a sip of water.

"It's Aston Villa, it's Mr. Bob Clark himself..." Van Bell said.

"Andre, where are you? I'm home, my parents are here, so come here." Kimich yelled with a wow.

"Boy, are you crazy?" Mr. Kimmich snarled.

"Dad, I'm going to play football in Aston Villa." The young man said proudly.
Chapter completed!