Chapter 30: Swapping Jerseys
"What a funny little guy."
Until he boarded the plane, Wenger still recalled Chen Mo's unruly smile in his mind.
[The plane will take off in 5 minutes, please turn off your mobile phone and straighten the seat back. γ
One last glance at the bustling Japanese night city, Wenger put the blanket on his legs, closed his eyes to recuperate, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile: "Lions don't share territory with other males, little one, I will wait for you in England." β
As the plane pierced the night sky through the clouds, Arsene Wenger left Japan with his expectations, while another manager linked to Chen Mo was overwhelmed.
"I know Mr. Gaspart, and I will re-sign a contract with Chen Mo as soon as possible. What? 200,000 euros for sale or not? No, no, Mr. President, Chen Mo's future is far more than 200,000! Fractions don't count! Eun, I see, won't let him touch other teams' coaches and scouts, don't worry. β
Yokohama Prince Hotel Houshan Hot Springs, under the cherry blossom trees, Zach who was soaking in the hot spring put down his mobile phone and had no choice but to take a sip of sake.
Fabregas next to him was thoughtful: "Mr. Zach, is someone trying to poach Chen Mo again?" β
Zach glanced at him and smiled bitterly: "Yes, almost all clubs in the five major leagues have taken a fancy to Chen Mo, and Bayern even directly approached Mr. Gaspar with 200,000 euros in cash..."
"Such an exaggeration?! Even if Chen Mo played very well in the last game, he would not be favored by so many clubs... And his skills aren't as good as mine..."
Fabregas was taken aback, a little sour, and Zach laughed, "Haha, feeling the pressure?" This is a good thing, come on and work hard to surpass Chen Mo. As for why he is favored by so many clubs, it is because his big picture and vision are too prominent. He had a 93 per cent pass completion rate against Bayern, with 12 key passes forward, only three tackles, and conceded up front.
Bayern youth training is also world-class, the opposite Schweinsteiger is the best of the U16, he can have this kind of play in the face of this kind of opponent, is a person can see how strong his potential is, not to mention that he is still a rare team spirit of the command player, he has a few very bright commands in the last game, directly destroyed the opponent's change of formation, this is not something that can be done casually, it requires an excellent overall view and a keen judgment of the situation. As for the skill you talk about, the midfielder doesn't really need fancy skills, as long as you can get the ball to the right place at the right time, it doesn't matter what skill or anything. But you don't need to have too much psychological burden, the two of you are just because of your position and characteristics. β
"Hmm, I see"
Fabregas looked a little sullen and ran to the side to take a shower, and Zach rubbed his bald head, his face aching.
"It's troublesome to have too many geniuses."
Just as Pep Guardiola saw that the competition in Barcelona's midfield would be fierce in the future, Zach was also aware of this at this time.
Sign a new contract with Chen Mo.
How to sign?
What to get in exchange?
After spending more than a month with Chen Mo day and night, Zach saw that Chen Mo was not a child who was particularly obsessed with money, so the only thing he could promise was the future.
But Chen Mo is now the sweetheart of major clubs, and many teams are willing to offer the clause of "as long as the physical fitness meets the standards and stays healthy, you can enter the first team at the age of 16 and get XX playing time".
This kind of clause cannot be given by Barcelona, which has Xavi and Iniesta, and is still planning to introduce big-name stars.
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Just like Coach Zach thought, Chen Mo was not interested in the new contract offered by Barcelona at all, but the news media was very interested, but after Chen Mo and Barcelona issued a statement [not considering leaving the La Masia Academy for the time being], the matter died down.
The next day, the Yokohama International Football Stadium was still the same as the tsunami.
Barcelona have a game against Japan's J-League this morning, and although you can't play, you can still watch it.
Chen Mo, who was wearing a peaked cap, sat on the bench, looking at the players running on the field, his eyes were hot and he was eager to try.
"Want to play?"
Zach raised his eyebrows, Chen Mo nodded like pounding garlic, and his eyes showed longing: "Of course!" Mr. Zach, my injuries are healed! β
Zach was speechless: "Twenty-six stitches, can it be done overnight?" Fool it! Even if you're healed, sit on the bench for me! This is a punishment for you! β
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The grumpy old man, Chen Mo glanced at him secretly and began to pay attention to the game on the field.
It was 30 minutes into the first half, and the score was 3-0 with Barcelona three.
Although the players of the Japanese J-League United team worked hard and spared no effort to run all over the field, it is a pity that this kind of full-court pressing tactics is useless for Barcelona, it should be said that the full-court pressing with their strength is useless.
If it is Bayern's kind of strength, that kind of tacit understanding, the full-court pressing will indeed make Barcelona very uncomfortable, but the strength of the Japanese young players is not good, their defense is like fishnet socks in Chen Mo's eyes, full of loopholes.
In this case, the more the Japanese young player grabbed, the more flaws were exposed, and soon, Messi got another opportunity on the right side, directly connected two people into the penalty area, and easily pushed the ball into the far corner.
"Thirty minutes are 4-0, the game is over." The game lost suspense, and the Japanese team had nothing to learn, so Chen Mo turned his head to look at his teammates when he was bored: "Eh, Tairo, have you seen their Japanese Ultraman?" There's a character in there with the same name as you. β
Taylor gave him a blank look: "That PokΓ©mon also has a cow named Kentaro." β
"Hahaha, then you have to buy a figure as a souvenir."
"Laugh again, laugh more, and I'll laugh at your wound later!"
"I'll go, you guy curse me?!"
Several people watched the game and chatted, and soon the game was over, Chen Mo got up and was about to go back to the locker room, when a player from the Japanese team suddenly ran in front of him.
Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, the player in front of him was one of the few players in the Japanese team who he thought was still relatively powerful - No. 10, Keisuke Honda.
What is this guy looking for me?
As soon as confusion flashed through his mind, Keisuke Honda took off his jersey, pointed to Chen Mo's clothes, and spoke Japanese in his mouth.
Chen Mo was stunned again, and tried to stumble in the Japanese he had just learned and asked, "You.. Want to swap jerseys? β
Seeing that Chen Mo actually knew some Japanese, Keisuke Honda was overjoyed and gave a thumbs up again and again, "yesyes, you Ford Bo, crooked V is dead!" β
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This kid is definitely a good hand at learning foreign languages, Chen Mo drew a black line on his forehead, but this is the first time in his life to exchange jerseys, it feels very novel, he took off his jersey and handed it over, and this scene was immediately photographed by the Longguo reporter who had been ambushed on the sidelines for a long time!