Red Rebels

Some people say that Italy and China are two very close nations, equally full of wisdom and creativity.

Think about the Renaissance, and then think about the cultural inheritance of China's 5,000-year history, which can prove the wisdom of these two nations.

But sometimes, smart means deviant!

Let's use football, which Xiao Yu is most familiar with, as an example.

China's football gambling style is well known to all, and it can even be said that there are very few players who play football in China and do not participate in gambling; but what about Italy? They even arranged for the referee directly on the phone, how to enforce the law!

Some people also said that the Chinese like to pin their hopes on the next generation. Xiao Yu didn't know if there was such a saying in Italy, but in fact, old De Rossi was such a person.

Daniel De Rossi has undergone strict football training since he was a child, hoping to develop him into an excellent striker. Even after being rejected by the Rome youth academy for many times, he still stubbornly believes that his son inherited him. Excellent football genes will definitely become an excellent football player.

I believe that if it wasn't for Xiao Yu's appearance, he would continue to be so stubborn.

For Daniel De Rossi, the old De Rossi seldom gave him any encouragement. He usually talked to him most about the mistakes he made on the football field. Even at the dinner table, he would give him without hesitation. criticize.

For many years, the only connection between the father and son seems to be the blood flowing in their respective bodies, and the football they both like.

Seeing Xiao Yu's encouragement to Almunia last night, the old De Rossi began to feel very disliked, but he also had to admit that when they left, a blind man could see Almunia's radiance , not at all lifeless as when we first met.

Everyone knows that Xiao Yu's words are at work.

As a young man, De Rossi is even younger than Almunia, but he has experienced no fewer setbacks than Almunia. Does this mean that he also needs encouragement more than Almunia?

This is the first time the old De Rossi reflected on himself.

Of course, this is just an introspection in his heart. He is so proud that he will not tell anyone about his problems with his son, even his wife whom he fears.

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"Alberto, the circles around your eyes are dark, are you sick?" During breakfast, Cassel asked with concern when he saw the old De Rossi who was in low spirits.

"No, I'm just a little tired!" Old De Rossi responded casually, sat down, beckoned the waiter, and ordered a breakfast.

"Tired? No wonder I didn't see any movement in your room last night. Did you go to the corner where the red lights are on?" Cassel joked.

Old De Rossi just smiled when he heard that, but didn't speak.

Xiao Yu was eating breakfast at the side, and suddenly asked: "Is this the first time you have left Italy?"

"How do you know?" Old De Rossi was surprised.

Xiao Yu and Kassel looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed, they are already in their thirties and forties, yet they are still homesick, really...

"Or you can go back later, we have to go around outside!" Xiao Yu suggested with concern.

"Where to?"

"Go to Africa first, then Brazil, and then return to Manchester!" Cassell replied.

"Yeah, it almost circles the world. Why don't you go back to Italy to prepare first, and I'll let the people at the club arrange it for you. You can go there anytime." Xiao Yu also said understandingly.

The old De Rossi was obviously moved, but immediately changed his mind, shook his head and refused, "It's still not necessary, I believe I can overcome it!"

Obviously, if you are really homesick, then return to Italy now, but what next? How can I live in Manchester for a long time?

Xiao Yu nodded,

Not reluctantly, Cassel comforted the old De Rossi with a few ideas that he didn't know whether they were crooked or right.

The three of them had breakfast, and the taxi called by the hotel also arrived.

After changing planes in Spain, they appeared in Accra, the coastal capital of Ghana, in the afternoon.

As soon as he got out of the gate, he saw someone holding up a card with two big English phrases written on it: a big freelancer, obviously a representative of the freelancer club who came to welcome Xiao Yu and his party.

This African young man with a pair of eyes looks refined and dressed in a neat suit. He is not tall, but he feels very strong, which is also a common intuitive impression of Africans.

"Hello, is this Mr. Xiao Yu from England's New Manchester United Club?" Before Xiao Yu and others walked in, the young man had already affirmed them first.

Xiao Yu smiled and nodded, "Yes!"

"I am a representative of the Freelancers Club, and my name is Melo."

Xiao Yu was taken aback when he heard this, and immediately remembered the Brazilian player Melo who had applied for a red card in the 2010 World Cup in South Africa in his previous life and staged an angel and devil fusion.

The two names have nearly the same pronunciation, but completely different letter combinations.

After confirming the identities of both parties, Xiao Yu and the three left the airport with Melo in peace.

Although Africa is very chaotic, Accra is the capital of Ghana after all. There are a lot of tourists here every year just to and fro, so the law and order must not be bad.

"Have you been waiting at the airport for a long time?" Sitting in the car, Xiao Yu asked casually.

"The staff of your club have already called us first and told us the plane you are taking and the time of arrival, so I have just arrived not long ago." Melo replied while driving.

The road from the airport to the urban area was not smooth, so Xiao Yu and others who were sitting in the car had to endure the bumps along the way.

At first, they thought it was nothing. They all looked out of the car with great interest. They would pass through residential areas along the way, and they could directly understand what the life of ordinary residents in Ghana is like.

"The people here are very poor, so many of them are desperate to send their children to play football, and those children who want to play football are very desperate, they all want to leave this place and go to heaven. Europe!"

Mello obviously has sympathy for these ordinary people in Garner.

"Then the children here are also like Brazil, starting to play football from the street?" Cassel curiously pointed to a group of Ghanaian teenagers running after football on the side of the road.

"Of course, Ghana doesn't have as good facilities as in Europe, and you have to know that in terms of physical fitness, African teenagers are much stronger than Brazilian teenagers. In this kind of place, playing football on the street has become the cheapest way. Entertaining."

"How about the general operating conditions of the clubs in Africa?" This time it was Xiao Yu who asked the question.

Mello sighed, "It's bad, it's worse than what you can imagine. As you can imagine, in such a poor and market-less environment, it is a must for a football club to survive. What a hard and difficult job.”

After Xiao Yu heard this, he already had an understanding in his mind.

The current African football is a bit like the earliest Brazil, with the same backwardness, the same chaos, and the same rich stars. The only difference is that Brazil is the kingdom of football, but now African football is only on the road to rise.

If you don't go to Africa to experience it yourself, it's really hard to imagine how far-reaching the 2010 World Cup in South Africa will be to African football.

Accra's urban area is not crowded, and there are not even many cars. In addition, Melo, a local, drove, so he arrived at the office of the Freelancers Club unimpeded along the way.

It is said to be an office, but it is actually just a few houses under the stands of the stadium, and the capacity of this stadium is not large. According to Melo, it can only accommodate 10,000 fans at most.

Although it has its own stadium and is located in the capital of Ghana, in fact, the situation of the freelance club is even far worse than that of the new Manchester United, a team in England's fifth tier league.

Therefore, when the Freelancer Club received a call from the new Manchester United staff, it immediately paid great attention to the visit of Xiao Yu and others.

This is not a simple visit, but a visit to discuss the intention of the two clubs to cooperate in the next few years.

When Xiao Yu got out of the car, he immediately saw a short and sturdy middle-aged African man chasing from the office, shouting broken English, obviously greeting Xiao Yu, but too much localization was mixed, Xiao Yu I can't hear clearly.

"This is the chairman of our club, Mr. Magbu!" Melo pointed to the middle-aged African.

Xiao Yu immediately greeted each other with a handshake.

"Welcome guests from England!" This time, Magbu's English was clearer.

After the two sides exchanged pleasantries at the gate, Magbu and Melo invited Xiao Yu and the three into the office. They passed by the gate of the stadium along the way, and found that it turned out to be players from the freelance club training on the court. Butcher knife ballparks are not much better.

Is this the home ground of a top league team in Ghana?

Xiao Yu felt that he should re-evaluate his understanding of Ghanaian and even African football. After all, in the next few years, this backward and poor land will become another major exporter of players after South America.

The Freelancers Club is not considered a big-name club in Ghana. It is always in the middle, and has not achieved any outstanding results, let alone produced any famous stars. Therefore, such a club, even if it is located in the capital of Ghana, is also No one cares about it.

The reason why Xiao Yu sits in this office, which obviously has been carefully decorated, is that he wants to plant a flag in Africa before African football is still unknown, and secondly, freedom There are several stars in the professional club that he is familiar with.

Unfortunately, these stars are still in very young grades, but they have a bright future.

"Mr. Magbu, I think the staff of our club should have talked to you about the purpose of our visit in detail on the phone, so I won't beat around the bush. What do you think of the club's proposal?" Xiao Yu asked straight to the point.

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PS: I believe everyone in Ghana can guess it, right?

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