Incheon International Airport.

Lu Ling felt like she was stepping on clouds, and her body was fluttering. The dizziness was no longer enough to describe how she felt physically. If it weren't for the person she was looking forward to seeing on this trip, her consciousness would have been even more blurred.

She had spent eighteen of the last thirty hours on the plane. Flying from New York to London and from London to Seoul, she circled halfway around the world. Despite sleeping for a few hours on the plane, the quality of her sleep was really not good, and that small glass of red wine helped her fall asleep, but she never fell into a deep sleep.

And half-asleep, mother, father, Pat and Nick, the crossed faces make her unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

When she woke up, two or three hours before the plane had landed, she thought she couldn't sleep anymore, so she continued to study Hans Bachmeier's footage. This 19-year-old German child amazed her greatly.

Since the videos are mostly on the Munich 1860 youth team, a lot of them are not clear, but she can feel the difference between Hans Bachmeier.

In 2005, when she was a student, she went to Germany once and watched a Schalke 04 training session. In that training session she had met 19-year-old Manuel Neuer, yes, the German international. Although he is just a teenager and a newcomer to Schalke 04, Neuer's intimidating power and aura are unforgettable.

And in Hans-Bachmeier, she saw that kind of shock and aura again.

It's talent, it's in the genes. It is no exaggeration to say that it would be a blessing for a manager to have a goalkeeper like this throughout his career.

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Raiola has already made his way to the training base in Germany, while Lu Ling and Tim will be there in the afternoon. They took a break at the hotel first.

Lu Ling fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow. This sleep she fell into a deep sleep, without any dreams, and the quality of her sleep was high, albeit not for long.

It was noon local time when she woke up and called Pat to tell him that everything was going well on her side and that he didn't have to worry. After that, she and Tim didn't have time to eat, so they hurriedly rented a car and went to the German national youth team training base on the outskirts of Seoul.

The afternoon training session of the German Under-20 national team had just begun, and they had already said hello, so they walked inside. Both wore sunglasses and sat on chairs at the edge of the field.

Lu Ling had already seen the tall young man. He was at the other end of the field, relatively far away from Lu Ling and Tim, and he still couldn't see it really. Due to the dazzling sunlight, he wore a hat, and it was difficult for Lu Ling to see his expression.

Germany's goalkeeper coach started shooting at the goal he was guarding after warming up Hans Bachmeier, stretching and doing simple reaction drills. It was just a simple link, but Lu Ling had already noticed something special. She turned her head to Tim and asked, "Did you notice?"

Tim nodded, "You mean the way he catches the ball." ”

The German goalkeeper coach had some tricky shots, and the usual goalkeeper would choose a side save to get the ball out. But Hans Bachmeier held on to most of the balls, rather than opening or blocking the line, as seen in the footage provided by Tim.

This is unusual.

Later, the German team's group training began, which was a small game, in which the goalkeeper also participated. Lu Ling found something else.

She told Tim: "In addition to his penchant for catching the ball rather than blocking it, he uses his feet to save the ball very often, which is consistent with the previous video. ”

Tim agreed, "Moreover, his technical movements are very standard, and you can see that the fundamentals are very solid and ......."

"Moreover, his physical talent is terrifying, and his strength, reflexes, and speed, even from this distance, are already shocking enough. ”

In the end, Hans Bahmeier saved the ball at the back and sent a precise through ball to the feet of his striker, who then scored to end the training session.

Lu Ling got up and said to Tim, "Let's go." Raiola said he would call us later. ”

Tim got up and asked, "What do you think, Christine?"

Lu Ling didn't answer immediately.

It wasn't until she walked outside the training pitch that she turned her head and said to Tim behind her: "A lot of times, five minutes is enough to watch a talented player. I watched the footage for a few hours and watched it here for more than an hour, and I think there is no doubt about it. He is the person we need. She looked in a pretty good mood, and she raised an eyebrow at Tim again, "Shall we go get something to eat?"

More than half an hour later, Raiola called to ask where they were, and Lu Ling told the Italians the address of the restaurant they were in. Soon after, he appeared with Hans Bachmeier.

When this tall young German man pushed the door open, almost everyone in the restaurant looked towards the door.

The height of 195, blond brown hair, and burly figure almost blocked the entire glass door, making the light in the dining room dim quickly.

And the first thing Lu Ling noticed was his raised, rocky square chin and his look of defiance.

It really doesn't look like a 19-year-old, or rather, he's not a kid.

Tim whispered beside her: "That's why, in Germany, people call him ......"

"I know, 'Caesar in front of goal'. ”

Lu Ling immediately answered, but she didn't look at her assistant, her eyes were still fixed on Hans-Bachmeier. She smiled and raised her chin slightly, thinking that if this kid had been observant, she might know that they were the same kind of people.

Hans Bachmeier walked over and held out his hand to shake hands with Lu Ling and Tim.

This was the largest hand Lu Ling had ever held, bigger than Klopp and Nate, who were about the same height. He didn't push very hard, but he could feel the force like an iron tong.

The young German goalkeeper said: "It's nice to meet you, Kristen, Tim. ”

He is fluent in English, like most Germans. However, the rich voice and German-style English pronunciation instantly reminded Lu Ling of the German * official in the World War II movie he had watched with Lu Yungui before, although this association should not be very good.

Four people were seated.

After Hans and Raiola asked for coffee, they began to talk.

Lu Ling looked at Hans. The face is indeed very young when you look closely, but a pair of deep dark green eyes make people shudder-Lu Ling felt that Achilles, the hero of Homer's epic poem, might be like this at this moment. She wasn't intimidated, but she guessed many would.

Hans spoke in a very polite tone, although the corners of his mouth were always a little curved upward, and he always seemed to be full of mockery.

"I have a lot of respect for what they did last season, but what I want to know is, what can QPR offer me?"

Without waiting for Lu Ling to speak, Tim spoke first: "QPR now has a new management, I think if you can join, we can pay no less than any other club's weekly salary......"

Before he could finish speaking, Hans burst out laughing, not minding that his laughter echoed throughout the restaurant. His right hand casually slammed down on the table, and the cutlery creaked.

"I don't have much interest in discussing money. Minow may be interested, but I don't. The tall German, looking down at the two QPR coaches, continued, "I'm going to be the best goalkeeper in the world, and my next club has to be one that can match that." Please tell me, is Queens Park Rangers such a club, or does any of the smaller clubs have the guts to contact me directly?"

Very arrogant, very confident. Lu Ling liked it very much. It's in line with what she has envisioned for many years about the ideal goalkeeper personality in her mind.

She looked Hans in the eye, not avoiding his sharp gaze in the slightest, "Hans, I would have said that you are going to join a club with great prospects and potential, and in my eyes QPR is the best club or something. But I'm not going to talk about these bulls now. ”

Then, she stood up – the only way she could look down – raised the corners of her mouth slightly, raised her chin as well, and said to Hans: "You can choose to join Bayern, Real Madrid, Barcelona, but if your goal is to be number one in the world, unfortunately, Hans, you have chosen the wrong one." Anyone can boast that they are the best. But what you have in front of you now and in the future is undoubtedly the best manager in the world. I can lead the 'small club' to beat Pep Guardiola and go toe with Jose Mourinho, so I'm going to crush your team wherever you are. ”

With that, Lu Ling turned around, picked up his bag, and walked out the door. Tim hurriedly followed. The two walked out of the restaurant without looking back.

Neither of them spoke until they got into the taxi. After waiting for the car to drive for a while, Tim spoke first.

"Christine, what do you think?"

"I love this kid. ”

"What do you think ......?"

"If he's smart enough, he'll make smart decisions. I don't want to say anything else. ”

The two fell silent again.

Tim suddenly laughed, "I like him too." It's just that after meeting him in person, I have a little doubt, is the character of the goalkeeper really safe?"

"Human personality is complex. He has that side, but not necessarily the other. Just like me, I have many facets too. And ......," Lu Ling blinked, "he's always a German." She believes that Hans is rigorous and professional.

As soon as she finished speaking, her phone rang.

It's a call from Mino-Raiola.

Lu Ling connected. Tim looked at her.

After a few seconds, she smiled at the teaching assistant.

She lip-synched at him:

"He's ours. ”

Tim looked at her, and now she looked like an ordinary young girl, like the woman who had just said in the restaurant that she was going to be the best soccer coach in the world.

She's right, she also has many facets. 166 Reading Network