The victory continued, and with Ou Chuliang's encouragement, these Liao Xiaohu became more and more courageous. After four consecutive games unbeaten, they defeated a Serie Ding team with a score of 6-0.

Back-to-back victories have given the players a burst of confidence, and although they have only played Serie B once so far, the Tigers will at least play without fear against the tall Europeans. On the contrary, the two coquettish guys like Qu Shengqing and Zhang Yuxuan are still a little eager to try.

Especially when every time they scored a goal, there were many onlookers of female fans screaming and shouting. After a simple Italian study, they understood that it was the most primitive impulse of women.

"It's so nice here, every day has new challenges, I don't want to go back!"

At noon, when I ate in the cafeteria, there were already many bold girls who sat down and asked for autographs. There are even some female college students who sandwich a player between the left and the right and learn how to use chopsticks from the players.

Zhang Yin and Wang Hongli didn't say anything about this phenomenon, after all, it was the open foreigners who came over by themselves, and for these guys from the football desert, it can be regarded as a disguised "incentive".

This time, Liaozu came with a plan, and the team planned to "sell" 1-3 players and pre-sell 3-5 players. After all, Liaozu has A to play in the new season, and it is impossible to sell out all the main forces in one go.

The words "hunger marketing" were invented by foreigners.

"If you don't want to go back, stay here!" Qu Yueheng laughed and said: "Didn't Leeds United in the Premier League fall in love with you yesterday?" I saw the coach smile on his face, maybe after you finish soaking the Italian beauty, you can go to soak the British Yanma! ”

"Haha, let's talk about it, let's talk about it!" Qu Shengqing snorted, lowered his head and pulled up the food again.

Qu Shengqing is just bragging about it, but in fact, he is the least likely to be left in this team.

The reason is simple, according to the contract, he must play for Liaozu until the end of 2000, at best a "pre-sale product".

"How are you?" Qu Yueheng is also Taoist.

The title of "Lao Hei" has been around for a long time, and when Zhang Yuxuan was a child, when he was still playing as a guard, because his feet were very "black", this nickname spread.

"I really like to go to Spain, where the environment is said to be good." Zhang Yu's lips clicked, recalling the invitation from Villarreal and Real Zaragoza, the corners of Zhang Yu's mouth couldn't help but turn up.

After five games in a row, these young people are indeed a little "unable to find the north". When I'm not training, I like to get together and discuss which club will match me, so as to brag about X.

Like Zhang Yuxuan, Qu Shengqing, Li Tie, these international players have more than a dozen clubs interested in it, Li Weifeng, Wang Liang and several players with the Asian Games and Jianlibao are also favored by seven or eight clubs, such as Zheng Zhi, Xu Liang, Qu Bo Although they have no major competition experience, they are young and young, and they are highly malleable, and there are also three or five clubs, and even the veteran Xu Jining has been invited to a trial for a German B team, which has also caused an uproar in the team.

Zhang Yin and Wang Hongli both have happy old faces, and they have been in Milan for more than a week, and they are all attracted by the football environment here.

One by one, they sighed that Ou Chuliang's ability was improving rapidly, and at the same time, he couldn't wait to send all these young people in his hands here to play football.

The two coaches quarrel every day over which player to play in which league and which club, and in fact they don't even have the slightest decision. Even Li Dictatorship has already said that Ladd will take over the position of head coach of Liaozu next season. But despite this, the two old men who have devoted most of their lives to Liaozu still argue happily.

......

On the afternoon of January 17, Liao Xiaohu's whole team stood in front of a large color TV, watching a game that was promoted by the Italian media as an "Asian Derby".

When the final whistle was heard, the whole team stood up and cheered.

"Oh! Oh! Win, win! ”

"Hahaha, kill little RB!"

"What Asian Derby? What is Little RB in front of our brother Ou? ”

Li Jinyu raised his neck and wiped his nose, "Hmph, this little RB is our defeated player in Brazil, when did he return to Asia not be crushed by us?" It's good to get to Serie A at this point? Don't look at where our brother Ou plays! ”

On the screen, Hidetoshi Nakata, who had just lost, trotted all the way to Ou Chuliang after the game, and bowed in a proper manner, which made Ou Chuliang very embarrassed.

"Osan, this is really a fierce competition!"

Ou Chuliang raised his head and looked at the 0-1 on the scoreboard, feeling even more embarrassed.

Milan is a guest of Renato. At the Stadio Guri, against a mid-to-lower team like Perugia, they only won by one goal. If this is Zaccheroni's "1-0" tactical plan, it's okay, but Zaccheroni's 343 is a big attack, and the formation of 3 forwards will score a goal, how can the 3 forwards be divided?

So when he heard Hidetoshi Nakata describe this game as "intense" and "unique", Ou Chuliang himself felt very panicked for Milan.

"Uh... yes, you did a good job as well, in the first half... Belch... Second... Belch... In short, your organization is effective. ”

"Thank you Osan for the compliment, I will continue to work hard." After Nakata Hidetoshi finished speaking, he bowed respectfully again.

Honestly, it was a terrible game!

Not only Milan, but also Perugia.

Football is almost constantly dangling in the midfield, Perugia can't attack, Milan can't attack.

The audience was filled with a lot of meaningless inverted feet, as well as lethargic passbacks.

If it hadn't been for Bierhoff's header in the 64th minute, the fans who came to watch the game might have really fallen asleep.

As Perugia's midfielder, Hidetoshi Nakata spends most of his time in defence, helping his teammates to help defence.

The once proud long-range shot was missing in this one, and in the face of the gate guarded by Ou Chuliang, Hidetoshi Nakata most of the time was to find two teammates on the wing, and even the number of times he was sent directly into the penalty area was not very much.

So Ou Chuliang wanted to praise Nakata Hidetoshi for playing well, but he didn't recall which of his kicks was beautiful for a while.

Perhaps there is a request from head coach Castagner, but as a Japanese foreign player, it is difficult for Hidetoshi Nakata to make his own decisions in the lineup and have a direct face-to-face conversation with Ou Chuliang.

"Ossan, can I change jerseys with you?" Hidetoshi Nakata made a request from a fan.

"Uh... Of course, of course! "Hidetoshi Nakata has always been so polite, and Ou Chuliang is also a little unaccustomed.

Although Perugia is a team in the middle and lower reaches, Hidetoshi Nakata has not been excluded from the team, on the contrary, he has won the respect of the whole team of Perugia with his strength and hard work, and the team has cultivated him as a core. Even Perugia's penalty kick in the last game was taken by Hidetoshi Nakata. This is a remarkable achievement for an Asian team.

After taking off the jersey to the other party, Nakata Hidetoshi hurriedly ran to the sidelines to get a marker, ran back to Ou Chuliang and said embarrassedly: "Ou Sang, can you help me sign?" ”

Looking at Nakata Hidetoshi's serious face, Ou Chuliang thought that since he had exchanged jerseys with the other party, he would sign it.

The jersey is black, but the marker is white.

Ou Chuliang was embarrassed after pulling out the cap of the pen, it is not easy to buy a white marker pen that can be written, it seems that Hidetoshi Nakata came prepared.

Not perceiving the change in Ou Chuliang's expression, Nakata Hideshou sorted out the jersey that Ou Chuliang gave him, then put it on his back and bent down in front of Ou Chuliang: "Ou Sang, you just write: 'Give it to dear Nakata', it's okay." ”

"Poof!" Ou Chuliang almost didn't squirt out a mouthful of salt soda.

"Nakata, you, you... Are you sure to write it like this? ”

"That's right, that's it." Nakata Hidetoshi nagged while holding his knees, "If it weren't for Osan who didn't know Japanese, I'd have asked Osan to write in Japanese." ”

Hearing this, Ou Chuliang decisively changed the first stroke of "send" to the Italian alphabet, and wrote the "words of blessing" in Italian.

After Ou Chuliang finished writing, he saw that he was in Italian, and Nakata Hidetoshi didn't say anything.

"Thank you Ossan, looking forward to our next encounter!"

"Okay, I'll treat you well when you come to Milan."

After confirming that Nakata Hidetoshi would not turn back, Ou Chuliang hurriedly rubbed the hand he had just shaken on his trouser leg. Looking at the No. 7 jersey on his arm, he felt a chill for no reason.

......

After returning from Perugia, Zaccheroni did not rest directly. At this time, the office was full of Milan's coaching staff, as if waiting for someone.

After a while, a red Santa hat appeared at the door.

The visitor did not knock on the door, but walked straight in.

"Mr. Adriano..."

"Mr. Adriano, you're here..."

Seeing this Little Red Riding Hood, everyone in the room stood up and took the initiative to say hello.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me today?"

After the winter transfer window opened, Galliani was not idle.

In view of the low mobility of Weah and Bierhoff, and the lack of outstanding characteristics of Leonardo, Ganzi and Murfio, Milan are looking for suitable wingers in the transfer market.

And with Galliani's true colors, he naturally wants to find those who are capable, who admire Milan, and who are young.

Best of all, this type of player usually costs little or no money!

Even if it is a loan from the other party, as long as there is no transfer fee, it is among Galliani. If Milan weren't even responsible for the salary, so much the better!

It can't be said that Galliani is stingy, he has indeed collected a lot of talent for Milan over the years and saved a lot of money. Galliani was quite proud of this, and even said that he would create a "0 yuan lineup" for Milan in the future!

Good guys, Inter Milan and Real Madrid have begun to build teams composed of "luxury superstars", but Galliani is "instigating" Milan to do the opposite, I really don't know whether it is good or bad.

"Let's talk about it first, if it costs too much, I won't agree!"

Before Zaccheroni could speak, Galliani shut up first.

Ou Chuliang's excellent performance made the club's senior management and fans agree that the team's backline is no longer problematic. The team has scored fewer goals so far, which is a lack of attacking power, and it is enough to buy a striker.

These people are so short-sighted, but the professional coaching staff has nothing to do with them.

Isn't that the problem of a striker if there are few goals?

Faced with such a challenge, Zaccheroni wanted to give the other party a slap in the face, and then got up and left.

But now, Zaccheroni has to be humble in the face of the real people in Milan's transfer market.

"Mr. Adriano, the midfield is not a good connection, we need a midfielder..."

"Oh? You mean Boban is old? Or did the Helwig you bring with you do nothing? Galliani choked as soon as he opened his mouth, but he didn't even notice it, and took a sip of the hot tea on the table.

Zaccheroni and the others glanced at each other, and they all saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

But things need to be settled, and you can't just stop nagging. Although Galliani said these ugly words, it does not mean that things have not turned around. As long as Zaccheroni can come up with the conditions that make him happy, this sentence is just a negotiation technique from his superiors to his subordinates.

"Mr. Adriano, of course I didn't mean that." Zaccheroni took the plunge and explained, "Hellwig did a good job on the wing, he worked hard, he didn't take credit. ”

"Boban is still the heart of Milan's midfield, but he can only play in attack and is a little worse defensively."

"And he was suspended for two games due to injury, and our offensive ability suddenly dropped."

"So it's important for the team to find a replacement for Boban."

"Substitutes? There are a lot of substitutes on the team! Galiani pulled a file from a drawer and began trimming his nails in front of everyone.

Ambrosini, Albertini, Ibrahimba and Zieg are all the ones who regularly appear in Milan's midfield in addition to the above, but everyone has their own problems, and their strengths not only overlap with those of Hellwig and Boban, but they also cannot make up for the existing shortcomings on the field.

It was okay for a few of them to play as a substitute for Boban, but if they wanted to play a new role to make up for the shortcomings of the Milan lineup, Zaccheroni tried for half a season but couldn't try it.

"Mr. Adriano, the team needs a hard-working sapper! He can be a little less offensive but definitely aggressive defensively! Seeing that it didn't make sense, Zaccheroni simply stated his purpose.

Hearing this, the rest of the office whispered, and the teaching assistants apparently agreed with Zaccheroni's suggestion.

"Oh? So who do you want to sell? Ngoti or Ayala? Galliani didn't lift his eyelids either.

N'Gotty and Ayala are the two defenders who bought at a high price in the summer, but now N'Gotti is basically in the cold, and Ayala's performance is tightly satisfied with the bench position, so it can be said that neither of them has met the expectations before the purchase.

Especially Ngoti, the team was full of confidence to buy him to play left-back, and even Maldini was "squeezed" into the right-back position. But the result? After half a season, the World Cup champion went from starting to the bench and even began to fade out of the 18-man squad. Such a result really left Zaccheroni without any confidence this winter.

"Uh... N'Goti did have a hard time fitting in, but Ayala was very good, he worked well with Ou, and..."

"And what?" Galliani interrupted Zaccheroni's statement, "I don't think the team needs to buy another defender or a midfielder, they should put money into attacking players!" ”

"Listen, Alberto. Bierhoff is a good scorer, but he lacks a partner! ”

"Weah is old, although his skills are there, but he really can't run."

"Maybe the club will get rid of him this summer, so before that, we have to find a successor for him!"

After Galiani finished speaking, he raised his head and scanned the people in the room, his eyes lit up, and he said to Zaccheroni seriously: "The board of directors agrees that you play 343, which is actually supporting your offensive style of play." ”

"But if your line-up doesn't play as well as it should, then the rest of the board will help you out."

"Or do you want to give up your 343? We don't need so many strikers? ”

Use your horse to trip your legs.

Zaccheroni was speechless.

He knew that what Galliani said was true, but the current situation in Milan did not allow him to refute it.

While buying a strong striker is a palliative solution, it is one of the quickest and most straightforward solutions.

If this investment is "bet" right, even if the striker can only "burst his liver" for half a season, it will be worth it for Milan in the centennial celebration.

As long as the season passes safely and uncomplaining, the Milan hierarchy will be thankful.

In the eyes of fans, it is strange that Milan can win the championship if they don't buy offensive personnel in winter to strengthen the team's attacking ability, and in the second half of the league, Ou Chuliang will only be able to keep the goal alone.

Galliani's stern eyes made Zaccheroni swallow his saliva.

Seeing that the scene was a little embarrassing, Hawke quickly stood up and changed the topic: "I wonder who this player is in Mr. Adriano's picture?" Can you say it and let everyone see if he has the qualifications to play for Milan. ”

"Oh, he, he's definitely qualified!" Hearing someone talk about his "goal", Galliani's face returned to an amiable look.

"He's also a World Cup winner and he's also France's Young Player of the Year!" "He has also won Ligue 1 and is the Frenchman who has scored the most goals in a single Champions League!" ”

"He's none other than Thierry, one of the Moroccan twins. Henry! ”

"Henry?!"

At the sound of the name, the room fell silent.

What a good seedling indeed!

If Thierry Henry can come to Milan and play to his Moroccan potential, Milan may have a real hope of winning the title this season.

The youngster is tall, fast, good on the ball, and assists and goals.

With him and Bierhoff up front, Weah may be able to rush up and play as a centre-forward, no longer playing the role of assist.

After a while, the coaches in the room began to talk.

Hearing other people's praise for Henry, Galliani couldn't help but purse the corners of his lips and put on a "group of people who have never seen the world".

"But the club's finances—" Zaccheroni still didn't give up.

"The club plans to invest 1000W in him, what do you think?" Galliani is the opposite.

"This—" Zaccheroni stopped squeaking.

Although 1000W is a lot, it is already the limit for Milan.

Moreover, there are still a few French stars of Henry's level, and compared to the lucrative conditions offered by other clubs, if you want to persuade Henry to join, Galliani may have to make a big fuss about the word "Milan".

"Is there no other way?" Zaccheroni gritted his teeth.

"You know, it's actually hard for the club to even come up with 1000W. If Henry gives the nod, there won't be a penny left for the club this winter! ”

"Oh, Shet!"

Hearing Galliani's decisive reply, Zaccheroni slammed the document on the table and slammed the door without looking back.

"Do you have anything else to ask?" Galliani changed his fingernails and glanced contemptuously at the rest of the room.

"Uh... No more, no more. ”

The managers are gone, what can the assistant coaches say?

After saying hello to Galliani, they turned and left.

Seeing that everyone was gone, Zaliani blew his fingertips and slowly stood up and walked towards the door.

As he passed by Zaccheroni's desk, he glanced at the papers on it.

The first page is a photograph with a typical oriental face printed with printer's ink. Galliani glanced at it slightly, almost seeing it as a cabbage.

“200W？”

Looking at the numbers above, Galliani pouted, "Don't say it's 200W, I don't want to come out of it!" ”