Chapter Thirty-Eight: I Want a Hat-trick, Will You Give It?

Due to problems with the group stage of the Champions League, the fixtures have been packed lately.

Basically, you have to play one game in three days, and you have to play away, and it's almost all over Europe.

On September 27, Tottenham Hotspur arrived in Porto, Portugal.

Porto is a port city facing the Atlantic Ocean in the north of Portugal, the second largest city in Portugal, the capital of the province of Porto, and the administrative center of the Northern Region.

There are three things that the city is best known for.

FC Porto!

Porto Concert Hall and 'Wave Wine'.

Porto's wine culture is so strong that it is also known as the 'Wine Capital', and its old town and surrounding wine-producing areas are a World Heritage Site.

When Tottenham arrived at the airport with the team, they were besieged by fans.

Tottenham's crazy performances last season have boosted their popularity, especially in Europe, and many teams have admired Tottenham's aggressive style of play.

Among them, Yile is the most popular, whether it is the best player in the last Premier League or a candidate for the European Golden Boy Award.

His exposure in the Premier League is one of the best, and with this environment and the operation of agents such as Perret, Yile also has a small number of individual fans in Portugal.

Of course, they are definitely not the protagonists, in this city, Boas is the protagonist!

There were a lot of Porto fans at the airport, who called for Villas-Boas's name.

Don't look at Villas-Boas's miserable mess in the Premier League, but he is still quite respected in Porto.

Cheering all the way, the Tottenham players walked out of the airport hall and boarded the club's prepared bus.

Yi Le found a window seat and sat down, and next to him was Ibrahimovic.

Sun Xingmin and the others looked at the occupied position with a resentful face, they dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

This Swede is fiercely criticized on the court, and I heard that he is still a black belt in taekwondo, so he can't afford to provoke him.

Ibrahimovic took gum out of his pocket, chewed one himself, and gave one to Yile.

Yi Le took the gum and put it in his mouth, and the relationship between the two has quickly become closer recently.

"I heard that the Portuguese is provoking you again." Ibrahimovich straightened his hair, he couldn't do anything about his samurai-headed baby.

Although Yi Le said several times that his hair was too tight and prone to hair loss, he didn't listen to it at all.

For Renato. Sanchez's provocation, Yile was largely ignored.

Looking at Yi Le's indifferent look, Ibrahimovich smiled: "You are not interested in the Golden Boy Award? ”

Yi Le turned his head and said: "I want the Champions League more than the Golden Boy Award!" ”

Ibrahimovich laughed: "You are such a strange person. ”

"Don't you want to?"

The corners of Ibrahimovic's eyes twitched, he has enough league titles, but he lacks European honours, especially the Champions League.

In his illustrious career, he was always one step away from the Champions League.

He has never won the Champions League.

"Yes!" Ibrahimovic cut the rails.

"Then here's your chance, this season, we're going to win the Champions League!" Yi Le laughed.

Ibrahimovic was surprised: "You have to know that there are a lot of strong teams in the Champions League. ”

Yi Le asked rhetorically, "Are you afraid?" ”

Ibrahimovic was stunned, and then secretly annoyed, joking!

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Ibrahimovic stared at Yile and said, "I want a hat-trick tomorrow, do you give it or not?" ”

Yi Le: "??? ”

"Are you going to pass me the ball?!"

Yi Le was speechless: "As long as you can run in place!" ”

"Look!"

In the games he has experienced in the past, Ibrahimovic has been conquered by his own midfield.

Don't look at this Chinese look shy and weak, but when it comes to the game, this guy is a mad dog, crazier than himself.

Many times, Ibrahimovic wonders if Yile has a split personality, and there is such a big gap between his style and personality.

But not to mention that, in terms of efficiency alone, Yile is the most efficient midfielder he has ever seen.

This feeling of eating bread and eating it is fantastic.

Since arriving at Tottenham, Ibrahimovic doesn't have to doubt his goals, he just needs to think about the last few games.

......

At 10 a.m. Portuguese time, they arrived at their hotel, and after a brief settlement, Villas-Boas gathered his players to the training ground to prepare for the game.

Tottenham's training ground on loan is the training ground of Portuguese Lichon Esz.

Lescheon is a Chinese-funded team, which is wholly controlled by the Chinese side and is known as the base camp of the Chinese players' overseas base.

And along with Yile's relationship, I found this team's request to rent the training ground, and the other party readily agreed, and hung a banner.

'A warm welcome to Tottenham Hotspur at our training ground!' ’

Seeing this banner with white characters on a red background and composed of Chinese throughout, Yile people were stupid.

He wondered if he was really playing abroad, this banner was too Chinese.

Lechon Ish's sporting director, Miero and head coach Michael Comes, greeted him personally.

The three of them spoke in Portuguese, and Yi Le and the others could not understand it, so they waited for a while, and Boas beckoned everyone in.

Tottenham walked into the dressing room, changed their gear and began training.

There wasn't much training today, but it was mainly basic ball sense training and tactical training sessions.

As soon as Yi Le came out of the locker room, he was stopped by Boas.

At this time, there was also a Chinese standing next to Boas.

"Yi, you go to play a teaching class with Fang, remember not to get hurt."

Yi Le nodded a little ignorantly, and then the Chinese coach came over with a smile and introduced himself: "Yi Le, hello, you can call our coach, now the little players are waiting, let's give them a lesson today, don't take it too seriously." ”

Yi Le nodded slightly and followed Coach Fang away.

Along the way, Yi Le saw many young Chinese players, which made him ask in surprise: "How many Chinese here?" ”

Coach Fang said with a smile: "Portugal is known as the base camp of Chinese overseas students, and many Chinese-funded clubs here can give young players the training they deserve. ”

Yi Le was puzzled: "If you want to exercise, why don't you go to the five major leagues?" ”

Coach Fang smiled bitterly and said: "Where is it so simple, the requirements of the five major leagues are too harsh, on the one hand, there is a problem of funding, and on the other hand, there is a problem of household registration restrictions. ”

Yi Le suddenly realized that he himself played in the Premier League because of the 'special genius clause', otherwise he would not have been able to play.

"That's really rare, it's okay to have no hukou restrictions," Yi Le said casually.

Coach Fang glanced at Yi Le and said secretly: "I'm still young, how can it be simple to want to play in the five major leagues, and only a demon like you can kick out."

"Congratulations on being nominated for the European Golden Boy Award!" Coach Fang said happily.

Yi Le smiled embarrassedly and said modestly: "I may not win the award." ”

Coach Fang laughed and said, "Who will win if you don't win?" Sanchez? He's dancing happily now, but it's because he doesn't have the confidence to do badly in the Champions League, otherwise he doesn't have much of a chance. ”

The two talked and came to a small training ground, which is a youth training base.

There are more than 30 young players in training, and half of them are Chinese young players.

"So much?"

Yi Le said with a look of surprise.

"This is a new batch of young players who have just come from China, and the previous batch of good ones have joined the professional team, and those who can't do it have been dismissed. In terms of probability, it would be nice to have 2.3 out of nearly 20 people kick out, and 4.5 will burn high incense. ”

As he spoke, a young man about the same age as Yi Le walked over, and he passed the training uniform of the first team of Lechon Isz, obviously not an academy player.

Coach Fang introduced appropriately: "Introduction, Wei Shihao, you two are big." ”

Yi Le looked at each other, as tall as himself, not too strong, but very well-proportioned.

Wei Shihao is also in a large number of Yile, this current stage of China... No... A peer known as the first brother in Asia.

"Hello." Wei Shihao took the lead in stretching out his hand.

Yi Le smiled and stretched out his hand, shook it, and said, "Hello." ”

"What are you two going to do? One person leads a team, you two lead together, change sides in the first and second halves? ”

Yi Le said casually: "I can do it." ”

Wei Shihao glanced at Yi Le and proposed: "One person leads a team, it just so happens that I also want to see the strength of the European super midfield." ”

Wei Shihao's words inevitably have a hint of challenge.

Yi Le didn't understand the meaning of the words, and said with a smile: "Yes." ”

Soon, Coach Fang clapped his hands and motioned for the young players to gather, and when they saw Wei Shihao... Well.. I don't know.

When I see Yile....

"Wow!! Is this Yile? ”

"Really? I'm not dreaming?!! ”

"Idol! Idol! ”

Yi Le greeted the little ones with a smile, but Wei Shihao was a little embarrassed.

This popularity is very different.

But Wei Shihao is also self-aware, one person barely plays in the Portuguese League, and the other is a top midfielder in Europe, and the gap is not ordinarily big.

In the end, the two sides were grouped, Wei Shihao led the red team, and Yile led the blue team.

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