"Uh... someone's here again." After hanging up the phone, Conti spread his hands with a helpless expression on his face.
"Who is it? Is there some kind of pervert who came to the door?" Chenlong was thinking about how to learn some stunts from Beckham. He didn't expect that someone else would come to the door so soon, but Conte gave him
The answer disappointed him.
"I don't understand. The boss only said it was a giant in China. Well... there are still giants in China? Could it be that Guangzhou University coached by Lippi?" Conte, a typical Westerner, naturally doesn't pay attention to the East.
Regarding the matter, if Lippi hadn't taken over China Evergrande at the beginning of the year, he wouldn't have known that there was another so-called giant in China, Guangzhou Evergrande. It's just that he mispronounced the word. Chenlong corrected it for him.
mistake.
"Please, it's not Hengda, it's Evergrande. Evergrande is a Chinese giant. It can't be fake." Europeans just look down on Eastern football. This is a fact. If Chen Long hadn't been half Chinese, he wouldn't have done the same.
China Evergrande only paid attention to Lippi because he went to China.
"So, it's probably Lippi who came to the club?" Conte suddenly became a little excited. That's because Lippi was his mentor. He had led him for so many years and won so many honors. He was still the same back then.
The captain appointed by Lippi himself! Can he not be excited? Can he not be excited?
When Lippi first started coaching Juventus, Chen Long was just born and was still nursing. But in Chen Long’s dictionary, Lippi was a god-like head coach. He felt that if he hadn’t gone
Inter Milan, but if he continues to stay at Juventus, Lippi's achievements should be even greater.
"Let's go over now and see what's going on?" Conti became interested and wanted to meet his mentor whom he hadn't seen for many years, so he naturally urged Chen Long.
"Stop him, I'm not going to see him. Didn't we agree to sign a contract with the Los Angeles Galaxy? Why, are we going to change our minds?" Chen Long felt that Conte had some ideas.
"Speaking of which, Evergrande is really an owner who is not short of money. Do you know what Lippi's annual salary will be when he goes there? It's a full 20 million US dollars! Even Magic Bird's annual salary is not half of his. You said they
Can you give us too few benefits?" Conti really had an idea and told Chen Long naked.
"I know that, but I will never get involved in Chinese football. Just give up. Even if your mentor Lippi takes action, I won't be tempted. Chinese football? Hey! You don't know, it's comparable to Italy
Football is a hundred times darker." When Chen Long thought of the three pig heads with fat heads and pig ears of the China Pig Association, he felt a knot in his heart. Then he thought of the so-called Chinese Super League, which was a rough word.
Conti smiled and patted Chen Long, "Who can have trouble with money? According to my guess, the money given by the Chinese will definitely be more than twice that of the Americans. Think about it carefully? You are originally going to dig for gold, you
Why do you care about the darkness? You are a star, and you will be followed wherever you go, not to do bad things, you understand?"
Chen Long stroked his forehead with one hand and pushed away Conti's hand on his shoulder with the other: "If you want me to drag my two broken legs back, you can boldly agree with me to go. Although I also want to go to China, but not this
Sometimes, it’s not about playing football. If they want to play, it’s to play one or two advertising games instead of representing their team.”
"Um... So you don't like it? Let me go back and discuss it with the club and take a look. By the way, I want to ask what Lippi's thoughts are." Conte had no idea about Chenlong. Chenlong believed that Chinese football was just like that.
, so the matter was temporarily eased, meaning that it would be discussed again.
"Okay, let's negotiate this matter as soon as possible, but don't secretly sell me out," Chen Long said with some worry. He thought that if the club really did such a thing, then he would just breach the contract.
Anyway, I'm already worth 35 million, and the amount of liquidated damages is just that, it's not a big deal at all.
Conti ran away in a hurry, and he didn't know if he heard Chen Long's words. It was still early, so he planned to find another place to sleep well for half an afternoon. Resting is the thing about physical strength.
The more abundant it is, the better it is.
Finally, he chose a place in a corner of the team's stadium, lay down and fell asleep. But after falling asleep, he saw people already moving on the training ground.
I mean, these people are so hard-working. The game is still more than two hours away, and they have already started to warm up. Are they not afraid that they will die before the game starts? Chen Long disagrees very much.
Looking at this posture, it looks like he is going to fight to the death. He really took a lot of money from Inter Milan, right?
The so-called "stupid bird flies first" is not a way of playing. Although it is a cold day, training so early is a bit too much, isn't it?
At the beginning of last season, Lazio played very well and once occupied the top three positions in the standings. However, in the middle period, the ranking began to slip. It has been like this for several consecutive years. Once this team reaches the middle and late stages of the league, its form will decline.
, so the state during this period must be very bad. It just so happens that I am the first opponent to brush up the data. Hey, Lazio, you are unlucky.
Chenlong thought proudly, but he didn't know that there was a person standing behind him.
"Isn't this municipal stadium your home stadium? Why are you muttering here? Is there a cat peeking in the corner?" The man didn't know how long he stood behind him before he finally spoke.
"Do you care? This is called observing the enemy's situation. How can I openly appear in the stands to observe the enemy's situation? You look like a fan at first glance." Chenlong casually found an excuse to pass by Tang and turned around.
Come.
I check? I wipe! I check? This handsome face looks so familiar. Not only is it handsome, it is also very beautiful. The handsome face, the deep eyes, the perfect arc of the smile, if it were not blocked by a thick beard
After seeing the beauty of the lower half, Chenlong thought he was seeing a beautiful girl, but in front of him was indeed...
"David Beckham?!" When Chen Long called the other person's name, he didn't dare to believe that the heartthrob actually appeared in the stands.
The heartthrob Beckham retracted his everlasting charming perfect smile and followed Chen Long's example and sat in the stands.
"Are you surprised? I happened to visit your stadium before the game, and we accidentally bumped into each other. What a fate? Do you mind if I sit next to you?"
Um...Is it possible that Beckham is also a magician? It's fate. He was obviously well prepared. It's really hypocritical to say this. But Beckham's next words dispelled his doubts.
"I heard from Conte that you want me to agree to a condition before you agree to join the Galaxy? It seems like he is going to teach you how to kick free kicks?"
"Well, that old fox told you so quickly?" Chenlong was a little surprised. He had only been here for less than half an hour. How could he know it? Could it be that Conte and Beckham had colluded and just came here?
Test yourself?
"Well, the Galaxy team is rich and is no worse than the Chinese team. We will pay as much as they give, and going to China is no better than the United States. They only played two games in total, and the appearance fee for both games was four million U.S. dollars.
However, on the premise of scoring a goal, we will give it regardless of winning or losing." When Beckham talked about money, he expressed it very directly.
"Wow, what ball is so valuable?" Chen Long was not only shocked, but also doubtful. Gambling? That shouldn't be the case. He came all the way here just to persuade him to join?
"Of course it's valuable. These two games are the Major League Super Cup finals, one home and one away. You just need to score goals in the game and help us get the trophy. You will also be given a lot of bonuses. You can rest assured.
.But your second additional condition is the easiest to satisfy."
When Chenlong heard that Beckham mentioned the conditions for the second time, he quickly replied with a smile: "This is what you said, I have to practice with you for a long time." Hearing this, Beckham accepted his offer so easily.
He was very surprised by the conditions, and he still didn't believe it.
"Actually, I'm snickering. It's my honor to be able to kick a free kick with you. Your straight and curved shot is simply unsolvable. I've always wanted to kick it, but I just couldn't.
I practiced hard for half a month, but in the end I gave up. That's not a game played by humans." Unexpectedly, Beckham became humble instead, and praised him Chenlong in every word.
"No, no, no, a large part of my free kick inspiration comes from the Full Moon Scimitar. It is truly an honor for me to compete with you on the same stage." Chen Long also became polite, even if his own
Free kicks are a small achievement, but before Beckham's famous stunt, you have to lower your head, unless your total number of free kicks exceeds his, or, under the premise of a major mission, you complete one
Unprecedented achievements, such as Beckham's scimitar goal in the last minute of the 2002 World Cup qualifying match.
"Hey, don't be humble. Now your free kick ranking has directly ranked Juninho at the bottom. Only that old pervert Carlos's world-famous free kick is left at the top." Baker
Ham was saying that he was really not being modest, nor was he praising Chenlong, he just wanted to express a fact.
"Is there such a thing? Is there any free kick ranking?" He actually thinks Juninho's free kick is the most perverted. In recent years, in world football, free kicks are the best, even Beckham's.
None of them can compare, absolutely not, and Chen Long's free kick actually killed Juninho's majesty in just a few months?
"It's just a ranking. Let's sign this agreement as soon as possible, right? Otherwise, Lippi will convince Conte soon, and you will have no choice but to go to China to dig for gold, and I won't be able to get temporary foreign aid to go back."
Well...it turns out that he is still a little worried. It seems that the pressure on Beckham from the Chinese giants is also huge.
