Chapter 001: The Round Table of Milanello

The capital of fashion, the capital of art, the capital of literature and art, this is the label of the city of Milan. As one of the eight largest cities in the world, Milan has a lot to offer.

About 40 kilometres northwest of Milan, the clear waters of the lake and the secluded forests make it seem like a great place for a hike, but both the lake and the forest are only part of a man-made structure.

The 160,000-square-metre ensemble of loose buildings blends nature and modernity, with the lake as its inner lake and the forest as its exclusive territory. It is the largest football training base in all of Europe and a place of pilgrimage for all the red and black fans 'Nathan Rory'.

- Milanello!

The Alps are clearly visible in the distance, and the flat, spacious two-story central building of the Milanello base stands out in the scorching afternoon sun with white walls and red tiles. In a large room on the second floor, there are many single-seater sofas around the circular round table, and at this time, eight or nine men are sitting around and chatting. They were of all ages, some looked to be in their fifties, others were in their early twenties, and the only thing they had in common was that they spoke Italian.

"The boy has arrived, in the morning. But ......," said the short, stout, bearded man, as he tossed the unlit cigar between his lips. "But he didn't come here first, he went to the Milan Conservatory."

"I know, he didn't even let his agent pick him up, what kind of Six Musketeers are they...... Ricardo, he went to pick it up. "The vicissitudes of life man about forty years old took over the conversation." Ricardo, very nice. Hey, by the way, Franco, do you think it's possible for the Prime Minister to buy this Montolivo? He turned his head and asked the oldest middle-aged man present.

"Probably not, let's ...... Juventus The Prime Minister would not be so unsophisticated. Xie Dingnan Franco said. From where he sat and the attitude of the crowd towards him, it was clear that he was the most prestigious man here.

"Holy shit, 78 million, it's fucking unbelievable to think about. I still think the team should strengthen the back line and as far up front, I think that's enough. The thin and handsome man said.

"Pull the chicken down, who doesn't seem to understand your little bit of caution in Pippo?" The beard pouted as he clumped his cigar. "Even if you are given the main force, do you dare to say that you can last 90 minutes in a season?"

"You can't spit out that? It's like chewing in your mouth. The handsome man Pippo retorted. Ivan, you're trying to get out and dodge, just don't let Franco and Paul catch you. ”

"You beg Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu likes to clump around in his mouth, and he likes to chew. Brubru Bru ...... "The beard is very naughty, and the handsome man Pippo gives him a blank look."

"Pippo, don't think about it, it's good for the team to increase their attacking power. Zhuo Yang is not here to compete with you for a position, your style is different. Paul, a tall, thin man with deep eyes, said: "I think this Chinese is much better than the Ukrainian, he has a lot of feelings for Madiburg, I like people who value feelings, and I will take it seriously." Andrew's loser knows money, and I'm not optimistic about his prospects in England. ”

"The backline? What is there to worry about? The elegant and delicate man pursed his lips, but his words were not as delicate and subtle as his appearance. Isn't it enough to have me here? Whether it's strength or appearance, it's amazing! After speaking, the elegant and delicate man took out the mirror and looked at it.

Everyone collectively rolled his eyes.

"Rui can't help it, Zhuo Yang is here, he really doesn't have many opportunities, he can't go if he doesn't go." The blonde man, who hadn't spoken much, muttered. "In the World Cup, Rui actually played very well and didn't think he was much worse than Fiorentina. Sleepy skin, what do you think? He asked the long-haired handsome man next to him who was sleepy-eyed.

"Rui left, it was reasonable. Zhuo Yang's arrival is also reasonable. "Sleeping skin actually doesn't like to sleep, he just has a pair of drooping eyelids." To be honest, the team needs to be younger, and younger, in order to be more reasonable. I'm not targeting everyone here, sneer~"

"What if you're targeting it?" The bald man spoke: "I'm fucking 30 years old, and the outside still says I'm a teenager Brockie, and I'm a fucking general." ”

"Snort~" Sleepy laughed again, shrugging his shoulders.

"The team is a little older, if you really want to count it as young, that is, Kaka, Alberto can barely ,...... Oh, Zhuo Yang is young. Xie Ding Franco said: "Just look at these people who are sitting here, in addition to sleeping a little softer...... it is time to add people." Tell me, batons? Franco looked at the forty vicissitudes of life.

"Otherwise, add Alberto and Daniel to our round table, and it will be lively when there are more people." Said the batons.

"Alberto is not good yet, he has a problem with his sense of responsibility, and he doesn't like to talk to us, let's see. Daniel ......, he'll kick the ball first. Paul disagreed, and his prestige in this house was as high as Franco's.

"Then wait a little longer, I'd rather have a shortage than an abundance!" The gray-haired old man sitting at the very edge spoke, who, like Franco, had been retired for almost ten years and was one of the initiators of the house. "Tell me about Zhuo Yang, which of you knows him?"

Paul, Sleepskin, Bearded Cigar Man, Handsome Pippo, Vicissitudes of Baton, Elegant and Delicate Man, Blonde, Bald Broki, shook their heads together: "I don't understand, I haven't dealt with it." ”

They are all people who know the depth and the media tricks in the wealthy family, and they will not believe what is in the newspaper, at least not all of it.

"Speaking of which, I can be regarded as having a relationship with Zhuo Yang." Xie Ding Franco said: "At the beginning of the year, when Zidane played in Italy, Zhuo Yang and I were teammates, but we didn't communicate much. Listening to Qi Zu, he is not bad, very cheerful, and his mind is relatively simple. ”

The bearded man had a cigar in his mouth and a purr, "That kid is better than you, Franco." His No. 18 jersey is sealed in Madiburg, and he's only 21 years old. You're half a man, and our No. 6 jersey has just been retired. Bang bang ~ " He smiled strangely.

"You can't spit out that? Or swallow it! "Pippo is annoyed that someone is talking with something in his mouth.

"Blue Blue Blue Blue ~" Cute beard. "You have the ability to retire the jersey number in the future, just like Franco. Bruburu~"

"I'm No. 9, have you seen anyone whose No. 9 jersey can be retired?" Pippo is annoyed with cigar man, but loves to argue with him.

"I've seen it." The elegant and delicate man faintly said: "Florence, Batistuta." ”

Pippo: "......" Actually, the retirement of Fiorentina's No.9 shirt was only a proposal and was not agreed to by Barty, who retired from football last year.

"Heyβ€”β€”, can Florence compare to us? Can Madi Fort compare? The blonde man was dismissive: "In their kind of small place, it doesn't matter if they retire all the numbers within 100, it's a casual thing." Paul, your No. 3 will be retired in the future, there is no doubt about it. ”

A group of people were talking about idleness while discussing business, and before they knew it, more than two hours had passed. When it was time to disperse, everyone got up and walked out of the door of the round table club meeting room in turn.

Franco Baresi, deep-eyed Paolo Maldini, baton Alessandro Costa Curta, gray-haired Mauro Tassotti, bearded cigar IvΓ‘n Gattuso, sleepy-eyed sleepy Andrea Pirlo, handsome Pippo Philippe Inzaghi, elegant and delicate Alessandro Nesta, blonde man Massimo Ambrosini, bald Christian Brocky.