Pampas waist

Chapter 6 La Masia and Xiaomei

"Hello, sir, I am Brimmer, a scout from Arsenal. I very much hope you can come to our trial training..."

"Sir, it's nice to meet you and your nephew. I am Taylor, a scout from Liverpool. We very much hope that this young man will come to play for our club."

"Oh! I came first, I came first! Let me say first, Mr. Li Zhiqiang, I am Castile."

"I'm from La Masia"

"I am AC Milan"

After leaving Pienaar's office, Chen Mo and Li Zhiqiang had just walked out of the training ground gate when a large group of scouts surrounded them.

The scene was so noisy that Chen Mo had a headache. Li Zhiqiang, with a rosy complexion and a gentlemanly smile on his face, accepted the business cards one by one. After a few words, he immediately got into a taxi with Chen Mo.

Chen Mo turned back and looked at the enthusiastic scouts on the roadside through the car window, and murmured: "Uncle, it seems that we are going to be prosperous this time?"

"Hahahaha! That's right! Xiao Mo! Your performance this time is great! Except for a layman like Pienaar, no one will reject a genius like you! But... now the decision is in our hands, so naturally we can't take it lightly

Promise them, we have to go back and discuss it to find a team that suits you best."

Li Zhiqiang looked at the business cards in his hand and began to select them one by one.

As a former professional football player, he knows very well that for a player, talent is important, but having a suitable stage that can fully display his talent is even more important.

In his eyes, Chen Mo has a very confident and independent personality. In terms of his playing style, he also likes to control the entire court and mobilize the feelings of his opponents and teammates.

This style of play requires a lot of possession of the ball and also requires a tactical tilt towards him.

Thinking of this, Li Zhiqiang first passed La Masia and Castile.

The former is the Barcelona youth training camp, and the latter is the Real Madrid youth training camp. These two youth training camps are indeed very powerful and have produced many powerful players. However, Chen Mo may not necessarily be able to join a youth training camp that is full of talents and has a lot of talent.

Will be cultivated as a core.

Thinking of this, Li Zhiqiang took out a business card: "Xiao Mo, do you want to play in the Bundesliga? Dortmund's youth training is also very good."

Chen Mo looked out the window and shook his head: "I don't want to go, learning German is so tiring."

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Li Zhiqiang's mouth twitched, feeling very painful.

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Early the next morning, Pienaar, wearing a suit and collar, drove his favorite Mercedes-Benz to the club to report as usual.

As the sports director, he holds a high position. In the past, he would be greeted by employees as soon as he entered the club door, but something seems different today.

The doorman had a constipated expression on his face, as if he wanted to say something but didn't dare. The employees even avoided him.

"what happened?"

"Is there anything unclean on me?"

"No."

He pulled his head and looked behind him, but there was nothing. Pienaar was puzzled. At this moment, a female white-collar worker walked up to him: "Mr. Pienaar, Mr. Jeremy Pease is waiting for you in the conference room.

Please go there now."

Jeremy?

Pienaar was stunned. Jeremy is the owner of the team and he would not normally come to the club so early.

With doubts in mind, Pienaar pushed open the conference room door.

As soon as the door opened, four pairs of eyes stared over.

Boss Jeremy.

First team head coach Sasic.

Jeff the scout.

As well as youth academy B team coach Guardila.

"BOSS, are you looking for me?"

Facing his boss Jeremy, Pienaar bowed and looked very humble and capable.

Jeremy was a fat man. He took a puff of cigarette and threw the scouting report on the table. "I heard that an Argentine boy named Chen Mo came for a trial yesterday, and you rejected it because he had no talent.

he?"

Pienaar was stunned when he heard this. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Guardira, who was full of anger. He thought he was complaining and said quickly: "Yes, BOSS. Although that little boy is Argentinian, he is

You know the football you came into contact with in Longguo, and his performance on the field is not good either."

Jeremy raised his eyelids: "Not good at performance? Are you sure you have seen his performance on the court with your own eyes? Do you still remember what position he played yesterday?"

"Uh this"

Pienaar was embarrassed. All he knew about Chen Mo was from reports given by other teams. In fact, he had never seen Chen Mo play with his own eyes.

This kind of thing was a dereliction of duty. Naturally, he couldn't tell the leader frankly. He quickly lied: "BOSS, I took a look at that little guy's game and found that he didn't have any talent. He didn't have any talent after that."

"No talent? Mr. Pienaar, are you sure that kid has no talent? Eighteen youth academies, including La Masia, Castilla and Manchester United's youth academy, came to ask him to join. This is called no talent.

?!Do you know what you made us miss?!"

Guardira interrupted him, and his voice became louder and louder, until he almost shouted.

Pienaar was stunned again. Before he could turn his head, Jeremy pointed his finger on the table and said, "That kid is a genius, and he is a rare midfielder type genius."

After hearing this, Pienaar understood, but as he had political experience, he was not too panicked. He bit the bullet and explained: "Boss, I'm sorry, I made a mistake in my haste. But that child is only 13 this year."

Years old, no one can say what will happen in the future. He has half of the blood of the Dragon Kingdom. It is difficult for the physical fitness of the Dragon Kingdom people to adapt to our Premier League. Moreover, we did not draw up the plan at the meeting [to attack the Premier League as the first goal within three years]

First priority] goal? We don’t have time to wait for him to grow, and there is no need to bet on his future growth. Our task now is to buy immediate combat power. As long as we can be promoted to the Premier League, there will be no shortage of talented children!

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Jeremy thought for a while and nodded: "What you said makes sense, but it can't cover up the fact that you are undisciplined in your work. If I find you working with this attitude again, you don't need to come."

Although Chen Mo is now a hot commodity, various youth training camps are vying for him, but just like Pienaar, Jeremy doesn't actually pay much attention to it. As the team owner, the youth training camp is only a small part of his attention.

He has seen too many players who had very different talents when they were young but have mediocre abilities when they grow up. His main purpose this time is to take the opportunity to beat Pienaar.

"I understand BOSS, please look at my performance from now on."

"I'm looking forward to it. Okay, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"BOSS, walk slowly!"

Pienaar respectfully opened the door to see Jeremy off. After confirming that Jeremy had left, he arrogantly shook his collar and looked at the indignant Guardira and Sasic with a hint of mockery: "I'm very angry."

?Do you know why the boss didn't blame me? In fact, you two are really stupid. As subordinates, the first thing to consider is what the boss wants, not what you should do."

Guardira cursed: "Disgusting guy, if you continue like this, our youth training will be ruined! Youth training is the root of a club!"

"Why don't you have roots? Don't laugh to death."

Pienaar spread his hands carelessly: "As long as we enter the Premier League, we can get more sponsors. More sponsors mean more transfer budgets. With more budgets, we can go directly to the transfer market to buy players. What's more, you don't really think that a kid who comes into contact with football in the Dragon Kingdom can go far in the future, right? This is simply the funniest joke I've heard this year. Forget it, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, anyway. You are just a group of die-hards who will be eliminated by the times."

"You guy!"

Guardila was so angry that he rushed forward and punched him, and the two of them fought.

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Naturally, Chen Mo didn't know everything that happened at West Bromwich Albion. At this time, he was playing football in the motel.

Li Zhiqiang sat cross-legged on the bed and flipped through the information: "What do you think of Arsenal? The conditions offered by their youth training camp are good, and they also promised that as long as you can fulfill your talent, you will be allowed to play in the first team when you are 16 years old. Chance."

"Arsenal?"

Chen Mo held the ball on his head and glanced upward: "That team with Vieira and Petit?"

"kindness."

Li Zhiqiang nodded, "Petit is currently the top defensive midfielder, and Vieira is also a top midfielder, but these two are still far from the top in terms of organization and passing control, and it seems that Pettit is going to Barcelona."

"Ding ding ding——"

While Li Zhiqiang was chattering, the doorbell rang. He put on his slippers and went to the door to open the door. A tall, bald, white man appeared in front of him.

The tall, fat white man took off his hat and said: "Hello, Mr. Li Zhiqiang, I am Rexach, a scout from the La Masia youth training camp."

Li Zhiqiang was stunned, shook hands and said: "Hello, hello, Mr. Rexach, I didn't know you were here in person."

Since he was not planning to go to Barcelona, ​​Li Zhiqiang had declined Mr. Rexach early on. When the other party came again, he was a little confused.

At this time, Rexach stepped aside, revealing a short black-haired lady with a shy expression.

Rexach smiled and patted Messi on the head: "This little guy's name is Messi. He is from Argentina and he just signed an agreement with us. He happened to be around when we talked yesterday. He said that he and Chen Mo were the best when they were young. I’m a friend, so I want to come and see you.”

Before he finished speaking, Chen Mo rushed to the door with the ball in his arms and looked at Messi in surprise: "Hey, Xiaomei, why are you here?"

(End of chapter)