Chapter 71: Old Sir Alex

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In the past six months, all games played were under U15. No one could hold Chen Mo down in the midfield at this level of competition. Therefore, Chen Mo’s most outstanding ability was his passing arrangements when getting the ball and his excellent defensive stance. Bit.

The data reports given by the youth training coaches of each club also focus on these two items. Running without the ball can only be regarded as excellent, and it is not up to the level of eye-catching feeling, but this time it is different!

As a fourteen-year-old youngster, he can actually smell the opening in the penalty area under the strict defense of Bayern U19 team!

"The perfect B2B midfielder! With this offensive sense, he can definitely switch to playing as a forward!"

"Don't be ridiculous, boss. It's easy to find a forward who can score goals, but it's hard to find a B2B midfielder who can guide the team in the midfield and score goals in one go. No coach would be stupid enough to let him play as a forward."

"Haha, that's true! But...ah!!! I'm so excited! I really want to bring this little guy back to our Arsenal now! As long as he can grow up smoothly, he will definitely become our Arsenal in the future The core of the midfield!"

Arsenal youth training coach Tommy was so excited that his hands were shaking. His assistant smiled and said: "Please, boss, Mr. Vieira is only 24 years old. It is too early to find a successor at this time."

"No, no, no, that's not the case with Zorro. He is not Vieira's successor, he is a partner! Although this little guy's style of play is tough, it is still different from Vieira. He prefers to control the team. It feels like he also has a very powerful movement without the ball! And compared to Vieira's stability, he is more adventurous and likes to go forward, and has a very strong desire to attack!"

"Boss, what you said makes sense, but Barcelona will not sell such a genius to us..."

The assistant looked a little pessimistic, and Tommy waved his hand and said: "No, no, no, that's not the case! Ordinary players can only be selected by the club, while talented players can choose the club! Remember what I just said? He has a very strong desire to attack! This is his nature! He is born to be a bloodthirsty hunter! He will not be satisfied with just being a defensive player on the court! And Barcelona’s midfield talents of his generation, Xavi, Iniesta, and even Fabre Gass, these little guys are not suitable to play as a defensive midfielder, so when he enters the first team, either the coach will straighten him up, or he will be a substitute, or he will play as a defensive midfielder, or...transfer!

Until then, our chance will come! He and Vieira are a perfect match. With Vieira behind him to guarantee the bottom line, he can completely unleash his offensive desire and show his offensive talents to the world! Think about it, in the 442 formation, our forward line will be the double arrows of Mr. Bergkamp and Henry, Pires and Ljungberg will fly together on the wings, and the midfield will be this little guy and Mr. Vieira, both of whom are A B2B all-round midfielder who can't run to death, but Vieira is more defensive, and Chen is more focused on offense. What a wonderful picture is the combination of the two of them? !

The team has the best position for him, and coach Wenger appreciates him very much. In recent years, under Mr. Wenger’s guidance, our Arsenal has also been on the rise, and we will never lose to Barcelona in terms of team competitiveness! What reason does he have for not coming! "

Tommy spoke with great excitement, his eyes trembling. The assistant smiled and shook his head: "Okay, boss, the future you described is very beautiful, but he is only 14 years old. No one knows how the future will develop. Maybe it will happen." Poached by Real Madrid like Figo? Look, the old guy from Real Madrid is already on the phone."

"Where is it? Oh! That damn guy!"

Following the assistant's line of sight, the Real Madrid coach not far away was on the phone. Tommy punched hard, but... was unable to do anything.

Not only the Real Madrid coach, but almost all the team coaches who have some confidence to compete with Barcelona are calling the club's top management. The topics are all about how to poach people. There is no way, Chen Mo is showing more talent now than he was half a year ago. It’s too comprehensive!

If talent is a six-pointed star, then half a year ago Chen Mo was a top-notch talent in organizing passes, a good long-range shot, and a midfield commander-type genius with a united and iron-blooded playing style. But at this time, Chen Mo showed his ability again Super long-distance running, grabbing points in front of the goal, and the ability to run without the ball, and his physical fitness is obviously improving at a high speed!

He has all the talents a midfielder needs!

Who can not love this kind of player? !

There was a commotion on the sidelines. Chen Mo on the court didn't know all this. After scoring the goal, he didn't celebrate. Instead, he took the ball out of the net and placed it on the serving point in the center circle. At the same time, he called on his teammates to defend, but It's a pity that the morale of Barcelona players has been boosted, but time is not on their side.

In the 89th minute of the game, Messi got rid of the Bayern midfielder with a fried meatball. In the struggle with Lahm, he went down the right wing and passed the ball back in an inverted triangle. He rushed to Chen Mo on the right side of the penalty area and tried to shoot, which provoked Shi. Weinsteiger put a tackle to block the ball, but Chen Mo did not shoot the ball. Instead, he let it slip through the span. Garcia, who was standing in the center of the penalty area, fired directly and scored!

The score came to 4:3.

The momentum is like a rainbow!

Just when the Barcelona players were about to chase another goal, Bayern seized the opportunity of the Barcelona team to successfully counterattack. As Bayern celebrated the end, the referee blew the whistle to end the game, and the game was finally fixed at five Than three.

"Oh, what a shame."

Under the cheers of everyone's attention, Chen Mo stood on the grass with his hands on his hips and secretly gritted his teeth. At this time, Bastian Schweinsteiger walked up to him and took off his jersey, "Hey, are you interested in coming to our Bayern? Our coach said that he appreciates you. "

After taking over the opponent's heavy jersey, Chen Mo threw his own clothes over and said with a smile: "Join if you can't beat them? Haha, I can't do that."

"...You are so stubborn."

Looking at the jersey in his hand, Schweinsteiger shook his head speechlessly. After several competitions, his opinion of Chen Mo had already changed from disdain to appreciation at the beginning. Chen Mo threw the jersey over his shoulders and said with a smile: "Aren't you also very stubborn? Haha, if you hadn't risked injury to save the ball before, we might have evened the score. Okay, okay, it's the final anyway. We will meet again, and think about how to congratulate me then."

"...Let's talk about it if we can reach the finals!"

"Then I won't bother you! You should just think about how to defend Xiaomei, haha."

Chen Mo turned around and left coolly, waving his hands behind his back. Schweinsteiger was so angry that his teeth itched.

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"Okay, audience and fans, in the fourth game of the first round of the Mercedes-Benz Champions League, the highlight match between the Barcelona U19 Youth Training Team and the Bayern Munich U19 Youth Training Team has come to an end. Let's take a look at the game. Post-statistical data and highlights!”

In the office of Manchester United Football Club, the game video was broadcast on the TV. An old man with gray hair was sitting on the boss's chair with his hands on his abdomen and chewing gum in his mouth.

"His termination fee is only 30,000 euros?"

The old man turned the boss's chair and looked at the assistant standing at the door with his eyes behind his transparent glasses. The assistant said respectfully, "Yes, Sir Alex Ferguson, only 30,000 euros."

The old man twirled his fingers, "What's the obstacle?"

"He himself doesn't want to leave Barcelona."

"That's it...Give me all his information, including the information in Dragon Kingdom."

"Okay Sir Alex Ferguson!"