Del Piero, the greatest captain in Juventus history, was having a chat with Conte at this time.
"This guy is good, but he has a fatal flaw. His physical strength can only last five minutes," Conte shook his head and sighed.
"Perhaps, five minutes is enough for him to show his talent. I have seen his clips." Piero had another view. "With Juventus's top training configuration, maybe he can continue to improve his physical fitness? Of course.
I'm not talking about the drug injections back then." Piero couldn't help but look at the strong muscles on his body and frowned.
At that time, the Roma coach Zeman criticized the Juventus team doctor for injecting drugs that can increase the muscle of the players, which caused a sensation in the football world all over the world. Now that I think about it, it was those drugs that changed his more or less lightness and spirituality.
"No team in Italy is optimistic about him, let alone Juventus?" Conte refused. It seems that Chen Long is not as bad as he thought. At least he has been watched by scouts from various Italian youth clubs.
"But Juventus humiliated him here," Piero replied with a smile, looking at the tired body in the distance.
"So what, it's just a training match. This goal was too unexpected." Conte spread his hands with a dull expression. "The most important thing is, if the team absorbs him, how will he be trained?"
And use? How to sign the contract? "
Piero held his chin with his right hand and pondered for a while before speaking, "There are some specialties in training, which are easy to solve. As for the contract? Well, isn't this what he is doing at this time? The role of a temporary worker is quite good."
"Okay, you haven't been a scout for a few days, but you have become so professional. Well, the role of temporary worker, temporary worker, is quite good." Conte couldn't help but repeat the word temporary worker.
Turning sideways, they looked at each other, and finally they both laughed evilly.
At this time, Chen Long, who was sitting on the turf far away, would feel how he would feel if he knew that these two people were discussing his future. In their short conversation, Chen Long's future was about to be decided.
future.
Chen Long sat quietly on the grass, slowly adjusting his body. At this time, the audience in the training ground had already left, and only a few people were still there, all waiting for the star's autograph.
The reason. Chen Long also wanted to stand up and walk over, but he suddenly thought about squeezing in the crowd and asking for a few autographs. That was really a more laborious and laborious task. He thought about it and let it go. Finally, he picked up his sports bag.
Left the training ground.
A simple training match passed like this. The difference from the past is that this time, although Chenlong scored goals, he did not receive euros. However, although he did not receive euros, he also gained the attention of Juventus.
It's just that he doesn't know it yet.
It is already a great thing to be favored by a club, and it is even more of a supreme honor to be paid attention to by a top giant.
If it were anyone else, he might have joined a professional club long ago, but Chen Long couldn't do it. His physical limitations were like a football vase, which could only be looked at but not practical. So at this time, Chen Long had a trace of depression on his face.
This kind of depression is like a girl who just said to a boy that I like you, but in the blink of an eye she ran to someone else's bed, or stripped naked in front of you, but as a man, she can only remain indifferent. In fact, according to Chenlong's current physical condition,
, really can only be indifferent... This kind of indifference is more terrifying than not being able to play football... The boys gathered in a secluded a la carte bar in the city to drink, and of course Chen Long was among them.
But Chenlong couldn't drink. Once he drank, his physical strength would be reduced, which would undoubtedly make things worse for him. Physical strength was his only gold-like wealth. So he chose a glass of water and sat alone opposite.
In a quiet corner.
Chenlong's life is like this glass of water, colorless and tasteless, without any alcohol or excitement. Such a life is boring, so at this time, he is tasting his future colorless and tasteless.
In the future, he will enter the University of Turin and study business management. In the future, he will bid farewell to Sicily and will no longer be a wild player earning extra money. In the future, he will become an adult and become so ordinary... In the future, he can still play happily like this
Ball?
Chenlong fell into endless thinking, or in other words, in a daze.
"Do you mind if I sit down?" A mature and magnetic voice of a middle-aged man sounded from opposite Chen Long.
Chenlong nodded subconsciously, not looking up at the other person at all, still silent in his future.
"Well done today, perfect goal."
"I'm used to it. It's just that I switched to Juventus. If I play again, I can still score."
"Haha, it's good to be confident." The middle-aged man took out a paper and pen and wrote a series of numbers on the paper. Then he stood up, patted Chen Long on the shoulder, and left immediately, "This is
My phone number, I want to discuss something with you tomorrow morning, if you are interested, just call me."
After the middle-aged man left, Yang Ershi discovered the strange side just now. He walked over with a beer in his hand, squeezed his butt next to Chen Long, and asked curiously: "Hey, Pierre, just now
What did Luo say to you?"
"What Piero? You're stupid. You didn't see it."
"You are so stupid! The one who was talking to you just now was Piero." Yang Twenty yelled in a rough voice.
"Just now? Piero? Ah? That person just now is Piero?" Chenlong suddenly woke up and raised his head, "Where is the note, the note, and the phone?" As he spoke, he touched the table.
, it’s like discovering a treasure.
"*******, Alex."
"Is this, really? Is it really his number? What was I doing just now?" Chen Long had an expression of disbelief on his face. He turned his head to face Yang Twenty.
"Didn't I ask you this? You can think better than God Ba!"
"It seems like he wants me to call him tomorrow morning? Well, I'm sure." Chenlong's words were obviously trembling, and he was even more excited!
"Ohyeah, brother, it looks like you've won!" Yang Ershi shouted, hugging Chenlong with his big hands and giving him a fierce bear hug, which was just short of a passionate kiss. He was obviously very excited too.
!
"Damn fat man, let go of your pig's trotters. You're going to be out of breath! You haven't even written your horoscope yet. Don't be too happy. We won't know what's going on until we make a phone call tomorrow. The emperor is not in a hurry. Why are you, the eunuch, so anxious?"
Chenlong was so hugged by him that after being happy for a moment, he became so calm again.
"There were so many opportunities in the past, why didn't they turn into opportunities, and why were they so exaggerated this time?" Chenlong asked, as if he was asking twenty, but also as if he was asking himself.
"Because those in the past were all idiots, but now it's the leather team that comes forward!"
"That's the only way to explain it?"
"..."
"..."
Chenlong carefully folded the note and put it into his pocket, then took it out and put it into his backpack.
After a while, all the boys members who heard the news rushed over to express their congratulations.
This is a wonderful day and a wonderful night. Chen Long, who has been struggling for fourteen years, seems to be on a bright road.
When Chen Long returned home at night, he did not jog on the court for the first time. He just sat there for a long time before finally returning home and falling asleep.
