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Chapter 107 The Boy from Madeira Island

 "...The game against Portugal is very important, because it affects our ranking...I know that even if we draw with Portugal, we will still be first in the group, but if we face tomorrow with this mentality

Our opponent will lose nine times out of ten, do you believe it or not?"

Qin Lin asked as he looked at everyone in the conference room.

No one answered him.

Qin Lin asked and answered: "Because that's what we were like before. That's what the Chinese team was like before. 'Whatever happens if we get a draw', I believe you have heard this many times, right?"

Some people couldn't hold back their laughter, but soon realized that it was not a joke, and quickly straightened their faces.

Qin Lin said: "It's okay, it's normal to laugh. Anyone would laugh. Because this is a joke in Chinese football. 'Whatever happens if it's a draw', then it definitely won't happen. But why is this? Because

At that time, we always thought that we would get a good result if we tied anyway. We had already preset a retreat in our hearts and made excuses for our poor performance.

"If we fall behind in the game, we will comfort ourselves, 'Our goal is just to tie anyway, so we only need to score one goal.' But what is the reality?"

Qin Lin asked the question again.

Then he answered it himself.

"But in fact, you all know that in the game, how can it be the same as what we expected? So when we feel slack in our hearts and face sudden changes in the game, it is easy to panic. And then... collapse

Qianli! I am very experienced in this matter."

Having said this, Qin Lin pointed at himself and smiled.

He really told a joke this time.

But no one laughed at the scene.

Qin Lin's era was the darkest era of Chinese football. There were countless scandals and jokes about Chinese football.

Black whistle for match-fixing, negative play, three black minutes, game over if the game is tied...etc.

This is not a joke made up by netizens, this is something that really happened in the history of Chinese football.

Each proper noun represents a history of humiliation.

Each of the so-called "famous scenes" is actually the ugly "scar" on Chinese football.

Qin Lin had experienced almost all of those famous scenes.

He is simply a living "black history" of Chinese football.

He himself is a "scar".

Everyone here knows Qin Lin's status in Chinese football, so when Qin Lin said this, no one would think that he was being mysterious.

"So in tomorrow's game, don't face Portugal with any slack mentality. Don't think that everything will be fine just because you have won the right to qualify for the group. Our goal is to be first in the group!"

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After the meeting, the players of the Chinese team left the meeting room and returned to their respective rooms.

On the way, Zhang Qinghuan suddenly said: "That Luisinho is from Madeira."

Chen Xingyi asked: "Yes, everyone knows, what's wrong?"

Zhang Qinghuan continued: "When we traveled to Madeira, didn't we go to the youth training camp of the largest football club on Madeira and watch those kids play football? You think... could Louis

Is Signio among those children?"

Several people looked at each other, a little shocked in their eyes. Before Brother Huan brought it up, they had never thought of this...

Everyone thought about it seriously, and then shook their heads: "I have no impression..."

"Luisinho is eighteen years old, right? We went to Madeira Island for Christmas in 2028..." Wang Guangwei began to calculate. "Luisinho should be... twelve or thirteen years old at that time."

"Luisinho left Madeira when he was fourteen and went to Alvara." Xia Xiaoyu added.

"The time is right. But I really can't remember if he was among the kids playing football at that time..." Wang Guangwei shook his head.

"But with his talent and ability, he should have stood out among a large group of children at that time and left a deep impression on us, right?" Chen Xingyi thought it was unlikely, "I didn't think anyone stood out from the crowd at that time...

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At this time, everyone realized that everyone who went there expressed their opinions, but Hu Lai remained silent, so they all turned to look at him: "What about you, do you have any impression? I am a fan of yours."

Hu Lai's silence seemed a bit strange to them. After all, Luisinho was a famous fan of Hu Lai. How could Hu Lai miss the opportunity to show off at this time?

As a result, Hu Lai didn't say a word and didn't participate in their conversation at all.

In fact, during their discussion, Hu Laizai carefully recalled a trip to Madeira Island, trying to find some clues from the fragments of memory.

He did this not to recall whether he had seen Luisinho, but because this matter was really mysterious:

In order to "fulfill his wish", he traveled to Madeira Island and even went to watch the youth team training of the Madeira Island Football Club.

He actually didn't know why he wanted to watch others train, although when he made the suggestion, no one objected, and they watched a group of children playing football with great interest for two hours.

He probably still felt that there was some connection between the time and space he was in and the time and space he had been in before. This kind of connection made him go to watch a group of children training.

It was such a coincidence that six years later, in today's football world, a Portuguese left winger from Madeira is active.

Using the same celebration gesture as his own.

Speaking of which, this celebration should have belonged to the man from Madeira. Does this count as "returning the property to its original owner"?

Of course, Hu Lai can be sure that Luisinho is not that person.

After all, there are still some differences in personality between the two people.

If that person is really that person, at least he shouldn't worship himself so much - not that he is unworthy of becoming someone else's idol because of his nonsense - but that person... I'm afraid he would rather become someone else's idol than worship anyone.

After all, when that man was asked who was the best player in history, the twenty-three-year-old man dared to answer "me."

Hu Lai came back from his thoughts and frowned at his friends in front of him: "I'm just wondering, he is a left winger, why his idol is me, a winger?"

"Uh, this..."

Everyone didn't expect that Hu Lai's ideas were so tricky, and they couldn't keep up for a while.

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"I have a question, Vasco."

asked centre-back Joao Valente, who was in the same room as Luisinho.

Luisinho turned to look at him: "What's the question?"

"You are a left winger. If you want to talk about who can be your idol, wouldn't Melli be more suitable? Or our captain is also good... Why do you regard a goal machine as your idol? Your kicking

His style obviously doesn’t match him at all.”

Hearing this question, Luisinho laughed: "You know I used to play football in Madeira, right?"

"Yes, you came to Alvara when you were fourteen."

"Then do you know where I play in Madeira?"

Joao Valente shook his head.

Luisinho said: "Center."

Valente's eyes widened - he really didn't know this.

In those reports about Luisinho, when it was mentioned that he was in the youth team before coming to Alvara, they simply said, "He started contacting football training in Madeira and became a member of the Madeira youth team."

There is no mention of what position he plays in Madeira.

"When I was very young, I was still tall and stood out among my peers. So I wanted to play center. Because it was easy to score goals - I was a fan of Hu at that time. I fantasized about playing like him more than once.

Scored a lot of goals in the game, leading the team from one victory to another with goals..."

After listening to Luisinho's explanation, Valente understood.

For children, football is of course the most attractive sport.

In the youth team era, the positions on the field were not so clearly divided, and everyone would compete to be a forward. Because they could score goals, few people were willing to play as defensive players such as defenders or goalkeepers.

But Valente still has questions: "But why have you always played as a winger in Alvara?"

Luisinho continued:

"I really lack talent in scoring goals. At first, because I developed earlier, I could score a lot of goals with my physical advantages. But then as my peers started to develop, my development became slower... So I lost

Without my physical advantage, it is difficult for me to squeeze away from the defense in the penalty area and get a shooting opportunity..."

Valente looked at Luisinho's figure and agreed in his heart.

Luisinho, who is 1.78 meters tall, is slightly thin, which gives him advantages in speed and agility on the wing, but his physical confrontation ability is indeed not strong.

"When I was thirteen years old, I could hardly continue to play football. In Madeira, I went from being a main player to a substitute and then to a fringe player. At this time, Mr. Goulart came to the rescue. Me, he thought that the position that was more suitable for me was not the center, but the winger. So he took me from Madeira to Alvara. Everyone knows what happened next..."

Valente does know, and he not only knows the following story, he also knows who "Mr. Goulart" in Luisinho's mouth is, because he once played under Mr. Goulart.

Pedro Goulart, the youth training director of the Portuguese club Alvara, is a youth training expert with a unique vision.

Under his leadership, Alvara Club went beyond Portugal and searched for talented young football players around the world.

His friend Xia Xiaoyu came to the Alvara Club because of this.

"So that's it..." Valente said with emotion after hearing Luisinho's story. "So even though you have changed positions and your playing style is completely different from Hu's, you still regard him as your idol."

Luisinho nodded:

"No matter what position I am in now or what style I am in, Hu is indeed the source of motivation that made me love football and insist on playing football when I was a teenager. Hu was actually very thin at the beginning, but he still stepped into the world step by step. Top. When I was most helpless and confused on Madeira Island, not knowing whether I should continue to persevere, I watched his goal highlights and listened to the "HUUUUU" sounds in the video, regaining strength. Motivating myself...it still does to this day."

Luisinho said this with sincerity in his tone.

"I imitated his celebration not only to express that I regard him as an idol, but also to inspire myself. And... I have a very bold idea, Joao. I want to use it in tomorrow's game. His celebration of scoring a goal - if I could score."

After listening to Luisinho's "bold idea", Joao Valente's eyes widened: "You will be regarded as a provocation by him, right? I remember that there was an idiot who made Hu's iconic celebration during the game action, and then got blown up..."

As a loyal fan of Hu Lai, Luisinho knew exactly what Valente was talking about: "You are talking about the Australian forward Torrio of London Mars, right? His situation is different from mine. It is obvious to him Provocative. Because after he finished that celebration, he also made a gesture of looking from afar. At that time, Leeds City had just lost Hu. His action of course angered Leeds City. I just wanted to pay tribute to him in front of Hu. That’s all.”

"This is just your opinion. Hu and other Chinese team players may not think so..."

Luisinho said seriously: "So I will explain it to him personally tomorrow."

Valente opened his mouth, and finally gave up the persuasion: "It's up to you..." a>vas>div>Scan the QR code to download Red Sleeves and Xiaoxiang to receive benefits. Newcomers can read for free for a limited time.div>div>div>


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