Lucio has been in a terrible mood lately, and he doesn't have the joy of the rest of his life after beating Nuremberg in the last round. In the summer of 2002, Bayer Leverkusen almost touched the threshold of the treble in the third tier of the competition, but the saddest thing in the world was that the third tier of the competition ended up losing the title.

"Triple Crown" and "King of Sanya" are just one word apart, but they are worlds apart.

In the following season, the team's temperament that was finally condensed was like being broken up by the plaque of "King of Sanya", the record fell all the way, and the team was disheartened.

He can still clearly remember the unwilling roar of manager Toph Muller after the Champions League, "All we lack is a little luck, even if it's just a little bit!" ”

"Is it really a lack of luck?" Lucio often asks himself this question, apparently he doesn't think the answer is the case.

Shaking his head to dislodge the annoying philosophical question from his immediate presence, Lucio began to pack his belongings, he had stayed here to recuperate from his unhealed injury, and now that the physiotherapy had been done, he was almost ready to return to Brazil. Suddenly, the phone rang, and the name on it was Sandro Becker, his friend and manager.

"Hey, Sandro!"

Becker's slightly delighted voice came from the other end of the microphone, "AC Milan has sent a representative to Leverkusen to discuss your transfer, they want to invite you to meet him, do you want to go?" ”

"AC Milan ......", Lucio froze.

Leverkusen is a quiet city, and Jiang Qi and Braida sit in a nondescript café waiting for Lucio to arrive. He was a little apprehensive, it was the first time he had done this kind of human trafficking and he was still an unknown manager, and in the eyes of the outside world, he was just a lucky man who was hit in the head by the lottery, and it was unknown whether he could convince Lucio to go to AC Milan.

Smoke grenade cards work very well, but only smoke grenades. This time, Jiang Qi chose to cast a successful target, and although Lucio and Terry both have the potential to be top-tier central defenders, Terry seems to have more advantages. At just 22 years old, Terry is two years younger than Lucio, and he is a rookie who has grown up in the European youth system, which is easier to fit into the tactical system than the surnames of South American players, and he is a rookie who has grown up in a rival league like the Premier League, which alone is enough to be favored by more clubs.

And a debt-ridden Chelsea looks like it's easy to fall into the trap and bully!

Of course, no one knows now that Terry is something you can't dig up because Chelsea's new owner isn't bad for money at all! And just twenty days later, a super predator will emerge from this soft-looking persimmon, waving banknotes to make all clubs frightened, for fear that their star will be abducted!

You must know that Abu's budget is a full 150 million pounds!

Therefore, when the clubs have not yet realized the truth of the incident, Jiang Qi has to take down Lucio as quickly as possible to fill the hole in his own backline.

"Jingle bell!" As soon as the wind chimes hanging on the door of the café rang, Lucio's wooden uncle's face had already appeared in Jiang Qi's sight, and a waiter had already led him to this semi-enclosed booth in the corner to avoid the window.

"Hello!" , Jiang Qi took the initiative to reach out his hand, "I am Jiang Qi, the head coach of AC Milan." ”

His language talent was set as a genius by CM, and he was proficient in all four popular languages on the European continent, English, French, German, and Italian, and even Jiang Qi always thought that if he fell because of his poor performance, he would be able to live a comfortable and self-sufficient life as a part-time translator when he ran back to China.

"Hello!" Lucio was too tall and bowed slightly when he shook hands, and then greeted Braida before sitting down.

Braida, the father of transfers, adheres to the spirit of only sitting on the field and watching the drama and resolutely does not participate, and he is a background board.

"We need you!" Jiang Qi was straightforward and honest, "Our team needs a player with an excellent header who can form protection in the penalty area, and a player with excellent skills at his feet who can act as an offensive initiator in the backfield, these two players are scarce in any kind of football today, but we believe in you, Lucio is the perfect combination of these two types of players!" ”

Lucio's wooden face still didn't have much expression on it, his lips moved slightly, and he wanted to say something, but Jiang Qi stopped him with words, "Ahem, don't think I'm touting in a routine transfer battle, we have been observing you for a long time." ”

He didn't blush and didn't beat his heart to tell a lie, and then took out a stack of dozens of pages of printed documents from his briefcase, "This is from the statistics we have collected since you landed in the Bundesliga, I think you will understand that what I said before is definitely not a lie." ”

Holding the golden thigh of the database, Jiang Qi can easily fish out the technical characteristics and game habits of each player from the sea of statistics, and it is very simple to make a technical document that looks full of sincerity in order to prove these characteristics. Of course, Lucio would never have noticed that the palms of the hands of the confident young coach in front of him who had handed him the document had already beaded with fine beads of sweat.

There was silence in the café, except for the rustle of flipping through the papers. Lucio looked very seriously, as if he also wanted to see himself better through these data, and finally he turned to the last page, and then raised the face of Uncle Mu Ne, who was still expressionless, "Mr. Jiang, I think I have received the sincerity of you and Milan." Only, I would like to ask you one more question......"

Jiang Qi was stunned, then nodded, "Please speak." ”

"I wonder how we didn't win a single of the three competitions at Bayer Leverkusen in that 2002 season...... What's missing? ”

"Huh?" , Jiang Qi was a little stunned, this question was beyond his expectations, even Braida who was in onlooker mode leaned forward, but seeing that Lucio did not have the slightest look on his face, there seemed to be a trace of confusion in his eyes, Jiang Qicai suddenly realized that Lucio himself might not be able to find the answer to this question.

"I want to ask you rhetorically, do you think the three runners-up of Bayer Leverkusen in '02 made the whole team reap only defeats?" He leaned back on the couch with his fingers together and stared at Lucio.

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