After returning home with the ball in his arms and covered in sweat, Claudio Marchisio took out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, unscrewed the cap of the bottle, and drained half the bottle of water.
"Claudio, how many times have I told you not to drink ice water, it is not good for your stomach." Antonio Marchisio shouted to his son.
"Oh, oh, okay, dad!" Marchisio looked at the remaining half bottle of water reluctantly and put it back in the refrigerator.
Seeing that his son was obedient, the elder Marchisio nodded. He was very satisfied with his son. The nineteen-year-old Marchisio is now the captain of the Juventus youth team. He has no bad habits and works very hard. Even if he is
During the holidays, I would go out to train by myself every day.
The only thing that worries old Marchisio is that Juventus is too powerful. As the hegemon of Serie A, the Bianconeri have dominated Serie A for many years, and the team is full of superstars. This means that youth training like Marchisio
Players, even as captains of the Juventus youth team, have no hope of playing for the first team.
Although nineteen years old is still relatively young, in many Serie A teams, some players are already able to play in the game and even become the main team members.
For example, Kaka, the Brazilian star of AC Milan, Juventus's strong rival in the league, was the star of Sao Paulo in Brazil when he was 19 years old. At the age of 21, he transferred to AC Milan and quickly became the star of this club.
The rising star of the Serie A giants.
With Juventus's current lineup, it is simply impossible for Marchisio to play in the first team when he is around 20 years old. The most likely result is that he will be loaned out by Juventus to play outside, or even his entire career.
Throughout his career, he was constantly sublet and eventually transferred to another team.
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"Mr. Alexander Salvatore invites you to go to the Vinovo training base the day after tomorrow." Marchisio Jr. said.
"Got it." Marchisio Sr. nodded. Marchisio Jr.'s youth contract with Juventus has expired, and Juventus is planning to sign a new long-term contract for Marchisio.
Therefore, in a sense, Marchisio is now a free agent. However, Juventus is not worried about this. They will sign a new contract with Marchisio soon and use Juventus in Italy.
They are not worried about a team poaching Marchisio, who will have to bear the wrath of Juventus.
"What did Mr. Alexander Salvatore say?" Marchisio Sr. asked.
"Huh? What?" Marchisio asked.
"How does the club plan to arrange you?" Marchisio Sr. was a little dissatisfied with his son's slowness.
"Continue to play in the reserve team." Marchisio said a little depressed. Of course he is eager to play in the first team, but this is impossible. Alexander Salvatore, the head of the youth team, told him clearly
He will continue to stay in the reserve team for one season, and then the team will find a suitable team for him next season and loan him out.
Marchisio Sr. fell silent, as he expected.
Both father and son were silent for a while.
"Son, I plan to talk to the club and loan you out to play football this season." Marchisio Sr. said.
"But Mr. Alexander Salvatore said..."
"Don't care what Mr. Alexander Salvatore says. Son, you have to play professionally as soon as possible. You are already nineteen years old..."
Just at this moment, the phone rang.
Marchisio Sr. glanced at his son and motioned for him to answer the phone.
Marchisio Jr. picked up the phone and said, "Hello, this is Marchisio's home."
Then, Marchisio Sr. saw his son's face change, and he was a little dazed.
"What's wrong?"
"Dad, it's...it's the Chinese guy." Little Marchisio said with a chuckle.
"What Chinese?"
"Inter Milan coach Li, he said he wants to have a call with you."
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That afternoon, in a cafe on the outskirts of Turin, Leon and Marchisio and his son met.
Marchisio was a little shy and secretly looked at Li Ang from time to time. He was very curious about the new head coach of Inter Milan.
"Mr. Marchisio, let me get straight to the point." Leon smiled at the younger Marchisio, and then said to the old Marchisio, "Claudio is a genius, he is very talented, and I appreciate it very much.
He wants to invite him to join Inter Milan!"
Li Ang's words were very direct and domineering, but with his current reputation, such a tone of voice was nothing.
Marchisio Sr. had some guesses about the purpose of Li Ang's trip, so he was not surprised to hear what Li Ang said. And Marchisio Sr. was also very happy about Li Ang's praise of his son.
"Thank you, Mr. Li." Marchisio Sr. said, "However, Claudio is now a Juventus player, and he is very happy in Juventus."
"As far as I know, Claudio has not renewed his contract with Juventus," said Li Ang.
"Yes." Old Marchisio nodded, this is no secret.
A smile appeared on Li Ang's face. He accidentally learned that Marchisio had not renewed his contract with Juventus, and he was immediately tempted. He didn't know why Juventus made such a mistake. The youth contract expired and the new contract
It has not been signed yet, and although there is only a few days of free time, it is enough for him to operate.
Li Ang could guess what happened. Marchisio was more sincere towards Juventus, and Juventus seemed to be very confident and not worried about anyone poaching, so they did not proceed with the contract with Marchisio.
Seamless.
Yes, maybe other Italian teams will come to poach him. Although Marchisio is considered a little genius at this time, he has not shown that kind of extraordinary talent. Other teams will not pay for Marchisi.
Austria chose to have a bad relationship with Juventus.
However, Li Ang is not afraid, he will not pay attention to this. Besides, Inter Milan is Juventus's mortal enemy.
"Mr. Marchisio, let me tell you my conditions. After listening, if you feel satisfied, just nod. If you feel unacceptable, then just treat it as if we had a cup of coffee together today and nothing happened.
"Li Ang said.
Old Marchisio glanced at Li Ang in surprise and nodded. He wanted to hear what the Chinese would say.
