Chapter 61: Five Million Is Enough?

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that in fact, the offensive routines of the two teams are very monotonous, and the reliance on two center forwards and two forward midfielders has been a bit excessive, and various experts have long analyzed the importance of more blossoming for the two managers in their own columns or social networking sites, but they don't know that the managers of other teams in La Liga dream of finding two players who can rely on them in this way.

Barcelona's manager Pustani left at half-time, disappointing the young players who were desperate to show their talents, although they knew that Pustani was mainly there to see Sayer and Ikel, but which supporting actor did not dream of being the protagonist.

Castro is probably the only one in the dressing room who is happy about Pustani's departure, as a representative of late bloomers, he started as a role player in Barcelona's youth team, but from an anonymous substitute in the first team to an absolute mainstay, from an absolute mainstay to a superstar, from a superstar to a team legend, until now becoming the head coach of the youth team, he has been implicated with this great team for most of his life. Of course, it is clear what the first-team manager watching from the sidelines means to this group of youngsters and how much pressure it can put on them.

"I have to say," Castro, who is only thirty-nine years old this year, leaned lazily against the door and looked at his disciples, "you played badly in the first half, and Sesk and that Chinese simply made you all fools." ”

Some people bow their heads in shame, some turn their faces aside in disbelief, and of course there are others who don't care.

"Including you, Angel and Iker," Castro did not let go of the two players who were the best players in the first half, "Angel missed at least four goals, if you don't dance like a clown in the box and shoot straight at goal, as for Iker, oh sorry, all I can say is that if it had been me on the pitch, I would have been able to provide five assists." ”

Iker and Sayer, who originally had a bit of "it's all my teammates who have caused me trouble", suddenly wilted, they didn't dare to say to this old guy who had just retired for three years, "You can do it, you can do it", they would be taught to be human.

Castro ignored the ugly faces of the two, but continued: "You must have thought that I would ask you to strengthen your defense and watch that Chinese." ”

The silent players looked up, and one of the defenders couldn't help but say, "Isn't it?" ”

Castro looked at him like an idiot and said, "Of course not, didn't I ask for that in the first half?" Didn't you do that? But in reality, you can't keep him. ”

"He's a genius and you're not, so ...... Leave it to your fate, lads. ”

Castro patted his ass and walked away after playing with his personality, leaving the assistant coach who wanted to cry without tears pulling the tactical board to help him wipe his ass.

Although they know that the most naΓ―ve tactics are aggressive, La Masia's young players are still red-eyed.

It's just ignored by the head coach of the first team, and even the head coach of the B team thinks he is an idiot, can you bear it?

Chu Yang felt the change in Barcelona at the beginning of the second half.

The "I'm Barcelona, I'm proud" loftiness is gone, and the defense is ruthless and dirty, which can make people sick to death.

He could only take the ball as little as possible, constantly running without the ball and pulling open space for his teammates, bringing out the characteristics of the fox in the penalty area to the fullest, and he didn't know that there was also a fox in the Barcelona dugout who was not too old and was watching him with interest.

"What would you do, Chinese?"

The assistant coach heard Castro's muttering, tossed the folder aside and asked, "You're interested in him?" ”

Castro said as a matter of course: "Of course, all the coaches in La Liga will be interested in him." ”

"I thought you weren't included," the assistant coach shrugged, "because you already have an Angel." ”

"yes, I already have an Angel, but I want another ten, is there a problem?"

"Oh!" The assistant coach seemed to hear something incredible, "So you're treating him and Angel as a grade?" ”

As one of the witnesses of Thayer's journey, he knows better than anyone how terrible Thayer's talent is, but Castro actually compared Chu Yang to Thayer, and the assistant coach felt that it was simply the biggest joke of the year.

He didn't think that Chu Yang's goal rate in the West League was really good, and if the teammates around Saiye were replaced by those guys in the first team, God didn't know what terrifying chemistry would happen.

And what about Chu Yang? In Deportivo La Coruna, he was forced to the bench by a second-rate striker for more than half a year, and he didn't dare to fart.

Castro shook his head with a smile and said softly: "If I were Mr. Pustani, I would immediately find Magil's fat pig and dig this Chinese to Barcelona at all costs." ”

"Are you kidding?"

"Jokes?" "If I were to train it, it would only take two years for us to harvest a Fontaine." ”

The assistant coach was silent.

first put Chu Yang and Saiye at the same height, and now he uses Fontaine as an analogy, he doesn't know how optimistic the young head coach next to him is about Chu Yang.

Chu Yang quickly proved that the opponent's head coach's vision is still very reliable.

The method he proved was a super-heavy cannon with an earth-shattering shot.

This time the opportunity came from the right.

Valencia's right midfielder Garcia ate his opponent with his speed and delivered a mediocre cross near the baseline, which Lucio, who cut in front of the back, slammed the ball into the post with his trademark heavy gun, and the rebound was met by Banderas.

Chu Yang and Mo Ya were already outflanked in place, but unfortunately Banderas's pass was a beat slower, and he was tackled to the ground by the opponent's defenders.

Kick.

This time, Chu Yang did not grab business with Mo Ya, and Mo Ya did not let Badras suffer in vain.

He didn't choose to hit the goal directly, but picked up the ball and passed it to Garcia, who was ignored by the opponent, and Garcia gently pushed the ball with his head outside the penalty area and passed the ball in front of Chu Yang.

All Chu Yang had to do was let go of his footsteps and fired a volley at the football.

The football went straight into the top left corner of the goal like a shooting star without a flame.

The goalkeeper was unresponsive like a puppet throughout, and the defenders were dead-faced, and for the first time it was a good thing that Mr. Pustani left early.

Garcia, who assisted, rushed towards Chu Yang, and other Valencia players also flocked to him.

Gressel and Heiko high-fived excitedly, Valencia's bench was similarly filled with laughter, and not far away, Castro rubbed his hair in frustration.

"It seems that I am going to find the fat pig of Magill myself, I heard that Valencia bought this kid for a million, I don't know if five million is enough now."

And Chu Yang quickly told him with practical actions that it didn't seem to be enough.