Chapter 52 FIFA17 sent a numerical card, Mendes wants to save Chen Yufeng? (Ask for a commuter pass)
On September 22, there are two days left before the sixth round of the Premier League against Manchester United.
On this day, EA, the production company of FIFA games, sent a special person to bring a new issue of Leicester player overall rating values.
It's a small routine that every club has every year, and it's not just a small promotion of their collaboration with the game, but also a lot of fun.
Of course, the players are curious to see how much they can get in the game through their performances in the past season.
In the dressing room at Leicester City's training base, another training day is over.
Quite a few people went to the gym, quite a few went to the cafeteria, a few stayed here and found the cards that FIFA had put in the corner.
"Is that our number?" Mahrez first stepped forward curiously, and opened it to observe.
After watching it for a while, Mahrez read out the first person's stats, "Vardy, speed 89, shots 85, passes 72, dribbles 78, defense 43, fitness 78 (including strength and other data)." ”
"The overall evaluation is 82 points, which is not bad, and he deserves to be a striker who has been selected for the Golden Ball Award ten-man squad."
A few people in the dressing room turned their eyes to Vardy, who spread his hands proudly as if it should have been.
"Does Vardy dribble with 78 points?"
Drinkwater deliberately smiled and said: "His breakthrough is not particularly sharp, but the success rate is high, and there is no dribbling skills." ”
"If you look at it this way, I might dribble 83."
Vardy was not convinced for a moment, and said: "Your number of passers in a season is not more than half of mine, and you don't look at the success rate." ”
Mahrez ignored the two, but dug up Drinkwater's dribbling data from the database and read it out, "Drinkwater's overall rating is 77, and the dribbling category is 80 points." ”
“80?” Vardy's voice rose an octave, even more unconvinced.
After the data of the original selection came out, he was still quite satisfied, and the total evaluation of over 80 is already a first-class level in today's football.
But after comparing it to Drinkwater, he was uncomfortable, "If Drinkwater's dribbling is at 80, my dribbling is definitely at 88. ”
"FIFA just wanted to give him a high rating, but found that other attributes were not very good, and the shooting was too average, so he had to forcibly improve the dribbling."
That's what he says, and that's really what the game does a lot.
In order to balance the game, some minor changes had to be made.
"What a fart." Drinkwater replied again, and the two laughed and quarreled.
The crowd ignored them and continued to look at Mahrez's face, expecting Mahrez to tell their figures.
"Morgan, 78 overall."
When Mahrez said this, the corners of his mouth already showed a few evil smiles, as if something not so good must have happened, "Guess how fast you are?" ”
“75?” Morgan made a guess, and his speed was decent, enough but not too fast.
“59。” Mahrez gave a statistic.
"How much?!"
Morgan's mouth opened wide, and his mind exploded a little, "59? Isn't that a wheelchair? Am I in a wheelchair every day playing against the Premier League's top strikers?! ”
"Spash games, don't pay attention anymore!"
"This is outrageous! Fuck it! ”
"Hahahaha......" There was a burst of laughter in the locker room, and everyone was amused by Morgan's reaction.
"If Morgan were in a wheelchair, he would have to be in a plus-size one."
Chen Yufeng made a joke gloomily, "The trumpets are easy to collapse, he is too heavy." ”
FIFA's data is definitely not accurate, and sometimes there are some balancing factors in it.
But as a spice to tease teammates, it's still necessary to take a look.
Beside Chen Yufeng, Andy Kim leaned back and forth with a smile, even his stomach was sore from laughter, and he kept clapping his hands.
Immediately after, he heard a message like a bolt from the blue, "Andy, your speed rating is 39." ”
“39?”
The smile on Andy King's face stopped abruptly, and the whole person was stunned in place, "Are you sure it's speed, not my defense?!" ”
"It's the speed, you seem to be the slowest in our team, even Schmeichel is taller than you." Mahrez chuckled.
"No, my grandma is running a lot faster than this!"
Andy Kim walked straight to Mahrez, snatched his data card, and broke it directly on his knee, as if he was very dissatisfied.
There was another burst of laughter in the dressing room, and Mahrez continued to read it, this time choosing to read Chen Yufeng, which everyone cared about.
"Yufeng, the data given by FIFA is, speed 92 (red), shooting 87, passing 75, dribbling 93 (red), defense 57, fitness 83 (strength coordination)."
Mahrez kept shaking his head when he said the second half, as if he was very unbelievable about the rating, "89 overall. ”
“No……!” The voices of dissatisfaction sounded in the locker room again, and everyone shook their heads with disdain.
"Not to mention strength and others, this old guy's physical fitness is very strange, sometimes good and sometimes bad, and the physical ability is more appropriate with a score of about 70." Morgan laughed disdainfully.
"And how can his speed be at 92 points? Faster than me? ”
Vardy was unhappy, "We often accelerate in a straight line and he is obviously slower than mine. ”
"Including the basic shots, although this guy can score, but the shooting percentage in training is much lower than ours."
"It seems that FIFA's rating is based on the recent state of goals, otherwise it would be impossible to give such outrageous data."
Mahrez also pursed his lips and shook his head: "I don't believe this data dog, unless my dribbling is at 95." ”
As he spoke, he also rummaged through his attribute cards.
"I don't believe what a dog is, if you score so many goals, I don't have a problem with a total rating of 90."
Chen Yufeng refuted at this time, and he was still very satisfied with this score.
This must be normal, and if you are not satisfied with such a high gift, what else is the picture?
"Bangla!" At that moment, there was a sound of throwing something, like something had been thrown to the ground.
Everyone looked in the direction of Mahrez, only to see Mahrez throw a stat card into the trash, and then angrily turned and walked towards the dressing room.
Everyone looked at each other for a moment, and finally it was Morgan who stepped forward, picked up the data card, and then showed a tricky smile, "Mahrez, overall rating 84, the important thing is that he only has 81 dribbling points and only 73 physical strength. ”
"It's a far cry from what he imagined."
"Hahaha......" Everyone in the locker room laughed again, and even those who were a little uncomfortable at the beginning nodded contentedly after seeing Mahrez's attributes.
There is no harm without contrast, and there is no satisfaction without contrast.
Looking at the numerical gap between Mahrez and Chen Yufeng on the dribble, what are they not satisfied with?
"FIFA data, dogs don't believe it!!" Mahrez's grumbling voice rang out outside the dressing room door, bringing laughter to the crowd again.
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In the afternoon, Chen Yufeng was originally going to rest, relax, and prepare for tomorrow's game.
After all, there is only one game left before the completion of the hat trick mission.
He has to be ready to play at his best so that he can have a higher chance of success.
The tasks of the system are given, and it does not mean that all of them can be completed.
The previous series of tasks were able to be completed, thanks to his persistent training day after day, the basic attributes improved quickly, and his state rose very quickly.
In that way, all the tasks are accomplished in combination with the skills acquired.
At the moment, this special task is much more difficult than those series of missions, and he must pay attention to it.
Gain another Legendary-level skill, as long as it is useful, it is not a problem to score seven or eight more goals this season.
But as soon as he got home, Chen Yufeng received a phone call.
It was an unfamiliar number that said that there was a business cooperation and wanted to discuss with him, and I wanted to meet him in a coffee shop.
Chen Yufeng thought about it for a while, but went alone.
During this time, there were indeed a lot of business cooperation with him, and while his father was helping him screen, he was also screening.
At present, it is relatively close, and it may be the endorsement of some luxury brands.
If all goes well, he may be able to reach a partnership agreement with Louis Vuitton by the end of the year.
This is a cross-border linkage, and Louis Vuitton may want to market his story to attach some special value to some of its products, and increase a certain amount of influence and popularity.
There is no doubt about the spending power of fans in European and American football.
There are many elites in the industry here, and there is also a rich party culture and party exchanges, such as the England team's group of England wives who usually go out on a group vacation before each major tournament.
This can be regarded as the first advance of the soldiers and horses, the grain and grass have not been moved.
Without further ado, at four o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Yufeng came to the coffee shop and met the guests who had invited him.
This is a middle-aged man who is very exquisitely dressed, and his gestures are also full of luxury, and at a glance, he knows that he has been mixed in high society all year round.
And from his face, Chen Yufeng also quickly learned his identity.
The one in front of him is the famous football agent, Jorge Mendes.
This is a respectable football agent, and his business spans the world, not only with top football superstars such as Cristiano Ronaldo and Jose Mourinho, but also countless quality players.
He and Raiola were also considered two of the most successful agents in the world at one time.
"Finally seeing you."
After Mendes saw Chen Yufeng, he hurriedly stood up and stretched out his right hand, "I'm Jorge Mendes." ”
"Chen Yufeng."
Chen Yufeng stretched out his hand, shook hands with Mendes, and then sat down.
He actually had some impulses to leave, but that wasn't very polite.
In the past, he and his father had submitted invitations to Mendes, Raiola and Barnett.
At that time, Chen Yufeng was not a football superstar, but just a well-known inspirational representative.
As a result, it is obvious that all three cooperation invitations were rejected.
Although the remarks in the refusal letter are not overtly insulting and mocking, the superiority and sarcasm revealed in the words are still obvious.
That's enough to make people feel unpleasant.
Chen Yufeng felt that he was very generous, and he was definitely not a very cautious person.
But if a person falls under the other party just because of the other party's identity and ability, and directly releases the past things, it is a bit too licking the dog.
The things he has obtained and the things he has for such a long time can make Chen Yufeng more confident.
He has the confidence and courage to reject others, and he is not afraid to make enemies with some people.
Sometimes people live in the world, but in fact, they are really fighting for a breath.
Of course, Chen Yufeng has used his own efforts and performance to fight for himself and his father, and let these famous agents put down their bodies to apologize and redeem.
But now, maybe it's time for them to experience the loneliness they felt with their father.
(End of chapter)