Chapter 73 The sound of the magic flute is heard in the distance

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Lin Yun walked towards Pogba, who was sitting lonely in the middle of the court, and stretched out his hand to pull him up.

Pogba said: "If you are here to comfort me, then there is no need; if you are here to laugh at me, I will punch you in the face."

"Fuck! A loser is so pretentious!" Lin Yun glanced at him with contempt, "Do you want to change the jersey?"

"Change!"

Lin Yun threw his jersey to him, then stretched out his hand, "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry to celebrate."

Pogba handed him his jersey speechlessly, and then looked at his back as he walked away gracefully, wishing he could kick him in the butt...

In less than two months, Lin Yun once again reached the podium.

He took the championship trophy from Blatter, walked in front of all his teammates, and suddenly raised the trophy high above his head.

"we are the champion!"

The salute roared, the ribbons fell, and everyone cheered on the stage to celebrate England's first World Youth Championship in history.

There are no exceptions in individual awards. Lin Yun won the Golden Boot with 15 goals, Ghanaian player Ebenezer won the Silver Boot with 6 goals, and Portuguese player Bruma won the Bronze Boot with 5 goals.

Not surprisingly, the Golden Ball award went to Lin Yun. Pogba, who led the French team to the final, won the silver ball, while Abaogye of Ghana won the bronze ball.

The remaining Golden Glove Awards and Fair Play Awards were won by Uruguayan goalkeeper De Amores and Spain U20 respectively.

At this point, the 23-day World Youth Championship is over, and the aftermath of the tournament is far less significant than that of the Champions League. After all, the two most dazzling players in this World Youth Championship are Lin Yun and Pogba, but they are no longer newcomers. This kind of performance is just reasonable.

A World Youth Championship without surprises has no soul. From everyone's perspective, it seems that Kane, who performed well in the final, is barely the biggest easter egg in this World Youth Championship.

At least many Tottenham fans finally know that there is such a number one figure in their team...

After the World Youth Championship has come to an end, major clubs have also begun preparations for the new season.

On the day Lin Yun took the stage to receive the award, Arsenal had just defeated the Indonesian Stars 7-0 in a friendly match, which was a good start for the new season.

When Wenger returned to the hotel and turned on the TV, the World Youth Championship awards ceremony had ended early, and the post-match press conference was being played.

He is French, but he has worked in England for more than ten years, and his beloved disciple plays for the England team, so he can accept victory no matter which side it is.

The coaches on both sides are friendly and are complimenting each other.

Wenger was not interested in the commercial exchanges between these noobs, and was about to change the channel, but suddenly thought it would be good to see how they blew Lin Yun.

God is my witness, the professor has praised Lin Yun in front of the media several times, and he really can't think of new words.

"Maybe it will come in handy in the future..."

With this mentality, the professor watched patiently. As expected, the reporters quickly brought the topic to Lin Yun.

Wenger felt something was wrong as soon as he heard it.

I saw England U20 coach Peter Taylor talking on TV, "Before the game, Lin told us that today is the day! He said that no one believed us because we had not won in the World Youth Championship for more than ten years... "

The more Wenger listened, the more wonderful his expression became.

Why do these words feel so familiar...

On the other side, England U20 disbanded after the World Youth Championship. Lin Yun did not return to Reading or join Arsenal.

He has just finished playing in the U20 World Cup, and of course he will not participate in any more commercial warm-up matches.

Wenger has approved it, allowing him to report to the team again in August.

Lin Yun is preparing to go to France...

Lake has officially transferred to Caen Club in the French second division, and Lin Yun and Dyson made an appointment to watch his debut together.

In the hotel, Dyson put Lin Yun's championship medal around his neck, "clicked" and "clicked" several selfies in various poses, and then uploaded them to his Twitter.

Lake went to Ligue 2 and Lin Yun was promoted to the Premier League. He was the only one who told football 88.

Lin Yun had no sympathy for him, only envy.

He drives the King of Football, but Dyson drives the Grandpa’s model, the model used by the richest man in the country, so it’s hard to say who is luckier...

Dyson reluctantly took off the medal, carefully put it back in the box and put it away, saying: "You just defeated France in the final, and now you turn around and go to other people's soil to show off your power. You are not afraid of the French knocking you." Already?"

"Isn't that true?" Lin Yun stared at the monitor and kept pressing the controller in his hand, "No matter what, he is a world champion, so he can't afford to lose... Damn it, this damn game made my model better It doesn’t matter if it’s so ugly, but the data is so poor?”

"I told you before, don't play live, if you want to play, just play Football Manager..."

"Fuck, I lost..."

Lin Yun threw the handle away and said seriously: "Have you thought about it? What will you do in the future? Are you really going to sell hair dryers?"

"I haven't thought about it. I'll travel around the world first and talk about it later," Dyson sighed. "I'm hesitant about whether to play a real-life version of Football Manager... I really don't want to leave football."

"Do you really want to buy a club?" Lin Yun looked at him like he was an idiot, "Only with your pocket money?"

"It depends on what level you are at. If it's a small business, it's really fine with my little pocket money, but if you want to play with a Premier League team, it's a family project... You said I tricked them into buying Arsenal. How about coming down?"

"Not at all," Lin Yun shook his head, "Kenke holds 67% of Arsenal's shares. Usmanov wanted to spend one billion pounds to buy it but he didn't even sell it. How many hair dryers do you think you have to sell to sell it? Get the whole Arsenal?"

Usmanov is Arsenal's second largest shareholder and has been fighting for power with Kroenke. The soap opera between the two is one of the reasons why Arsenal has been famous in recent years.

"As I said, we are not selling hair dryers!" Dyson couldn't help it. "Please know more about it, please? We are a home appliance design and manufacturing company! Design, do you understand?"

"Oh, he designed the hair dryer," Lin Yun said. "My mother just complained to me a few days ago. There is nothing special about the thing your family produces except that it is a little expensive."

"Forget it, I can't explain it to you," Dyson spread his hands and smiled, "Because I don't even understand why that thing is so profitable."

"...You should just play football manager and don't touch your family's business. You will bankrupt it sooner or later."

"Indeed, I am more interested in being your boss than selling hair dryers."

The next day, Lin Yun said goodbye to his parents at the airport, and then went to Caen, France with Dyson.

The city is located in the Normandy region of northern France - the same region where the Allied forces landed.

Caen Club will have a pre-season warm-up match at home with a team in the Dutch second division today. Lake and several other newly joined players will get the chance to start.

Lin Yun was recognized as soon as he got on the plane.

It turns out that some French guys really can't afford to lose, and their attitude is not very friendly. But I don't know if it is because of Henry and Wenger. Arsenal's popularity in France is pretty good, so there are many of his die-hard fans on the plane. .

Dyson is a social cow. He talked with an old French lady from the Normandy landing to the 1998 World Cup, and then from the 1998 World Cup to the just-concluded World Youth Championship. They didn’t say goodbye until they got off the plane...

Lin Yun said he couldn't understand.

Sure enough, rich people all have brain diseases. They don’t flirt with young ladies on a plane full of girls, but they have a passionate relationship with an old lady.

Just because they speak English so well, right?

The time was too short and the three good friends were not able to meet before the game. Lin Yun and Dyson went directly to the stadium.

The game was very intense, and a friendly match almost ended in a draw. Lin Yun focused on observing Lake's performance at first, but it didn't take long for another player to attract his full attention.

"There's something about this guy who kicks the midfielder..."

Although he is not a scout, he is a professional player after all, and he is also a forward. Under the principle of "the person who knows you best is always your enemy", he instinctively feels that the defensive midfielder in the Caen team is quite difficult to deal with.

"No, is there a hidden dragon hiding in this ghost place?"

Just after the game, Lin Yun dialed Wenger's phone number.

"What's wrong, Lin, can't you wait to join the competition?"

"It seems you have to come to France yourself, BOSS."

"You're in France? What happened?"

France was his territory. If Lin Yun really had an accident there, then there would be no need for his old face.

"Well, how should I put it?" Lin Yun thought for a while, "Do you want another Vieira?"

"The location is coming soon!"

"..."

Lin Yun originally just wanted to tease the old man, but he didn't expect him to be serious and actually booked a flight for three days later.

The reason why it is three days later is because Arsenal will play a friendly match with the Vietnam Stars tomorrow, and Caen's second friendly match will not start until three days later.

He originally planned to leave after watching his first show, but for this reason, Lin Yun could only stay in Caen for two more days.

Lake's expression was filled with aggrievedness when he found out the whole story...

"You fucking came to watch my game and then recommended my teammates to Wenger?!"

"Well, actually I recommended you to Wenger a long time ago, but as for that, he is more discerning, you know?"

"...I would rather not understand."

Before Wenger arrived, Mendes had communicated with Lin Yun on the phone.

Arsenal are in contact with Real Madrid and are preparing to bring in a midfielder from them.

"Isco, Ozil, Modric, Xabi Alonso, and Bale are also going after Bale. Whether it is in terms of lineup rationality or funding, Florentino will definitely sell the midfielder this summer. Yes, it’s mainly a question of who to sell to.

Isco has just joined and will definitely not be sold. Alonso is old and cannot be sold at a high price. Mainly Modric and Ozil, there is a high probability that only one can be kept.

In terms of players, everyone admires Ozil more. Ramos has publicly stated that he does not want him to leave, but Ancelotti, who succeeded Mourinho, admires Modric more.

Now it depends on who Arsenal wants to buy. I think Wenger will ask for your opinion. This is the main reason why I contacted you today.

Lin, who would you rather pass the ball to you behind you? "

"Then what else is there to consider? It must be Modric. He has been tested in the Premier League, but the question is, is he willing to come?"

Modric just moved to Real Madrid in August last year, but he was not happy at the Bernabeu. He was even rated as the biggest parallel import in La Liga by fans for a time. It was not until his amazing performance against Manchester United in the Champions League last season that he was considered worthy. Get better.

If the new Champions League champion extends an olive branch at this time...

There is one thing to say, even if they just won the Champions League, Arsenal is still far less attractive to players than Real Madrid in all aspects, not to mention Modric's status as a former Tottenham player.

If Lin Yun were asked to join Tottenham as a former Arsenal player, he would definitely be very resistant. Comparing his feelings, he thought that Modric would not be happy to join Arsenal, but what he learned from Mendes was the same. There was something different from what he imagined.

"Feelings for Tottenham? There should be some, but compared with the pound, Tottenham can only rank second."

Speaking of this, Lin Yun also became interested, "If he really comes, how much weekly salary will Arsenal offer?"

Mendes seemed to know what he was thinking and laughed directly on the phone.

Lin Yun said calmly: "Why are you laughing? I also have a desire to win, okay?"

"It can't be higher than you anyway," Mendes said. "His current annual salary at Real Madrid is about 4.5 million euros, which is indeed much higher than the 2.8 million he earned at Tottenham, but judging from his performance in the first season Look, Real Madrid obviously thinks that he is not worth the price, especially when his transfer fee is as high as 40 million euros..."

"I hope Arsenal will work harder this time and stop messing around."

"Well, let's put this topic aside for now. I actually have another purpose for calling you today, about Mourinho."

"What's up with him?"

"He wants you."

"...I just renewed my contract."

"Chelsea can afford to pay the liquidated damages... Okay, just kidding, I just want to remind you that there is another possibility. Remember, Lin, it is us who choose the club, not the club who chooses us. If and when you feel that Arsenal can't find happiness anymore, you must tell me."

"I know."

"That's good."

"Mourinho and Chelsea, the new season is going to be exciting again..."

On June 3, 2013, Mourinho returned to Stamford Bridge after six years and was appointed as the first-team head coach by Chelsea for the second time.

It is a pity that Ferguson has retired, otherwise there will be a grand scene of three Champions League champion coaches competing on the same stage in the Premier League.

And his transfer also detonated the entire transfer market.

Barcelona officially announced the signing of Brazilian genius Neymar, with a transfer fee of 57 million euros.

Real Madrid was naturally unwilling to lag behind. Florentino, who had just been re-elected, once again raised the gold and dollar stick and successively signed Spain's new golden boy Isco and Real Sociedad's supernova Ilaramendi.

And this is not over yet, Lafayette is still relentlessly pursuing his last piece of the championship puzzle: Gareth Bale!

If it can really be done, it will be a far-reaching transfer for both La Liga and the Premier League.

Including Higuain, Albiol and Callejon who were previously packaged and sold to Naples, as well as Kaka, who is basically determined to return to San Siro. With these comings and goings, Ancelotti's new battleship will definitely Go through a teardown and rebuild this summer.

In other leagues, two French Ligue 1 teams, Paris Saint-Germain and Monaco, also made extraordinary moves.

Paris signed Cavani for 64 million euros, Marquinhos from Roma for 31.5 million euros, and Lucas Digne from Lille for 15 million euros. The three transactions totaled more than 110 million euros, while Monaco Then he grabbed the currently popular Tiger Falcao.

The Bundesliga, which has always been relatively sensible in the transfer market, is still dominated by two clubs, Bayern and Dortmund.

Bayern's biggest move this summer is to sign La Masia youth training product Thiago for 5 million euros and Gotze, whose transfer was confirmed early for 37 million euros.

Dortmund spent 25 million to buy Mkhitaryan and 13 million to buy Aubameyang.

Except for Mourinho's return, the Premier League is generally calm. Although everyone has made some transfers in and out, it is not a big deal that can make their fans happy. News such as Coles retiring and Tevez being sold by Manchester City to Juventus deserve special attention.

At this time, Wenger's every move attracts attention.

Naturally, many people couldn't help but make various associations with his sudden appearance in Caen.

The combination of world-famous coach + French nationality + new Champions League champion makes the old man unable to keep a low profile even if he wants to.

Especially since it was not just him, but also his old partner Lawley.

Arsenal's chief scout...

So Wenger's purpose here is already clear.

Looking at Lin Yun next to Wenger, everyone thought they already had the answer.

"Lin's friend Lake has just joined the French second team Caen and performed well in a friendly match three days ago. Lin couldn't wait to call Wenger to the scene to watch Lake's second game..."

"Arsenal is suffocating again! If you don't buy it when you are in England, you will worry about it after the transfer. Who can tell me what kind of brain circuit this is?"

"Let me tell you something, Lin Yun is really a brother, but he is too bad of a character. This is not the way to go through the back door..."

"What about the terms of favor? Milan, Kaká and Deegan should understand."

The Caen players on the court thought so too, looking at Lake with strange eyes.

Lake was speechless and wanted to cry, so much so that there was a hint of resentment in his eyes when he looked at the thin and small midfielder on his side.

Lawley in the stands also looked at Lin Yun with strange eyes and couldn't help but said: "A midfielder? How tall is he? Is he 1.7 meters? How much does he weigh? 60 kilograms?"

"Are you here to select players or models?" Lin Yun asked, "How tall is Romario? Does it prevent him from becoming a top center?"

"Okay, I'm superficial. It seems I have to take a closer look to see what abilities the person who can call our genius a genius has... Oh! This is a good deal... Oops? This prediction is also OK... what is his name?"

"Kante," Wenger answered him, "N'Golo Kante is indeed a player who cannot be judged by his appearance and size."

Lin Yun suddenly whispered: "Secretly, why do I feel that he is better than Arteta?"

Wenger and Lawley looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed.

"It's not a comparison, but overall, he is indeed a very good player. We will carefully examine him."

After Wenger finished speaking, he patted Lin Yun on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, leave this to Lawley, and let's go talk about other things."

Lin Yun winked at Dyson and left the stage with Wenger first.

Mendes guessed right, what Wenger wanted to say was indeed about the midfield.

"Among the current candidates, Ozil and Modric are my favorites, but I think your opinion should be considered..."

"Can I decide?"

"No, but it will affect the result, so you think about it before you say it."

"Okay, I want Kaka."

"Don't make trouble."

"Then Modric."

"What's the reason?"

"It looks more pleasing to the eye."

"Seriously."

Lin Yun shrugged, "I read the report and Ozil seems to be uneasy off the court. I don't like that kind of person. As for the court, I think Modric's attitude is more worthy of recognition. At least he The contribution they can make on the defensive end is far inferior to that of the Germans..."

Wenger nodded and made no comment.

"So...it's Modric, right?"

"Not necessarily," Wenger suddenly grimaced, "That guy is expensive..."

"Aren't you short of money?"

"The money belongs to the boss..." Wenger shook his head with a headache, not thinking about the management's incompetence. "Let's talk about Kante, he is indeed very good. I will carefully observe him for one or two seasons. I hope he is really good." He can become another Vieira."

"I'll wipe it, you won't want to play with the temperature difference again, will you?"

"..." Wenger glanced at him speechlessly, "Do you know that Kante has just transferred, and he has only been in the lower leagues for a long time. He may not be able to adapt to the sudden promotion to the Premier League. .”

"Adapting to the Premier League? What is that?"

"Do you think everyone is like you?"

"Oh, okay, actually Arteta is not bad, he should still be able to last for one or two seasons..."

(End of chapter)