Legend of the Blue Lion

Chapter 16 Is Just a Goalkeeper Worth It?
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"Okay, he has to go. Yu, it's really a pleasure to meet you!"

Marceno held out his right hand as he spoke.

He Yu looked at each other with a smile, stretched out his hand, and went up to shake hands with them one by one.

When it was Gallo's turn, he said: "Yu, you are my idol, really. If you are a professional player, then I am your first fan!"

"That won't work!" There was a murmur, and the girl continued, "This position has already been mine. I am Yu's number one fan."

After finishing speaking, Ludovica, the girl in red, smiled slightly, and stared at He Yu and Gallo as if threatening.

"Okay, you are you, then I am the second." Gallo weakly begged for mercy.

Everyone laughed together, very happy.

On the other stand, Fatty Rossi was sitting a little depressed, but he didn't get up and leave the field for a long time.

And his gaze was fixed on a group of people laughing heartily in the East Stand.

In particular, it was the Chinese who never looked away. Rossi said to himself:

"Hope I don't see you again, Chinese."

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Italy, Milan, Malpensa International Airport

"Ladies and Gentlemen, may I have your attention please:
flight CA386 to Shanghai Pudong is now boarding. Would you please have your belongings and boarding passes ready and board the aircraft through gate NO.12.〔We wish you a pleasant journey.〕 Thank you.」

"Guys. We're boarding!"

After He Yu finished speaking, he took his group members and queued up to board the plane.

After boarding the plane, he appeased his groupmates, walked to his seat, sat down, and just took out his mobile phone when a notification sound came.

"It's time to board the plane, is it on time?"

The message was sent by his girlfriend, and he has been used to it for several years.

"Well, boarding the plane, it's about to take off.

As long as there is no accident, it should arrive on time. "

He Yu replied with a hippie smile, accompanied by a laughing expression.

"Nervous, crow's mouth!"

Then came a cursing expression.

"Don't worry, I'm going to shut down."

"Ok."

"rise."

"install."

After He Yu turned off his phone, the plane started to slide.The beautiful stewardesses were doing safety demonstrations, but he just looked out the window at the dark continent of Europa.

He had a long, long dream, a long, long memory.

Twelve years ago, on such a night, he took the flight back to China and left this football paradise, the field of hope...

……

(memory continues)
Germany, Berlin, Hertha Berlin Base
"What, Prince didn't come to practice again today?"

Hermann Hesse, Hertha Berlin's youth training director, asked in surprise.

After the match between German players and overseas players, Prince has not been to the training base for two consecutive days, nor has he asked for leave, nor can he be contacted.

"This kid is getting more and more unrestrained, and it's really becoming more and more outrageous!" Hesse said to himself.

"Herman, I heard that he seems to be protesting that he was insulted by other foreign players, and he is negotiating with the club." The clerk at the side told him in a low voice.

"This guy is so arrogant and arrogant! He really has talent but no brains."

Suddenly, the phone on the table rang, interrupting the angry Hesse.

"Well, what's the matter? Go to the manager's office, what's the matter? Okay, I'll come."

After Hesse answered the phone, he left the office and went to find the team manager.

"Oh, dear Hermann, it is so.

Prince's agent contacted me just now, saying that he had been insulted at the club and had refused to sign a new contract.

Moreover, Bayern Munich, Frankfurt and Wolfsburg have all reported contact with him. "

The speaker was Dieter Hoeness, now general manager of Hertha Berlin.

Originally, Prince's situation should be within the scope of Hesse's work, but the other party actually leapfrogged and directly contacted Hoeness, which made Hesse feel underestimated.

"Dieter, Prince's situation is a bit complicated, you don't know much about it.

He didn't receive any inexplicable insults, but he himself was arrogant and looked down on others. In the end, his skills were not as good as others, and he lost face instead.

Now he still has the nerve to sue. At such a young age, he has learned how to threaten. Hesse replied angrily.

"Well, I have probably understood the situation. It is said that he was insulted by a goalkeeper on trial training, and he was repeatedly provoked."

"The situation is by no means like this, it is Prince himself who caused trouble, and his mental quality is too poor.

Also, the young goalkeeper is very talented and I am about to sign a contract with him and intend to keep him. "

Hesse couldn't bear such inversion of black and white, and interrupted Hoeness's words.

"Very talented, how talented is he? Has he entered the youth team of their country at all levels?"

Hoeness didn't think so, and asked contemptuously.

"This, probably not yet, the football strength of his home country is too bad...

But he's only 15 years old, he has the potential to be a good goalkeeper, he..."

This time it was Hoeness who interrupted Hesse's explanation and said, "Hermann, I hope you can think clearly.

I don't need to say more about Pulis's talent, you should know better than me.The head coach of the first team has already stated that it is not once or twice that he should be promoted to the first team. It is you who have been suppressing him.

Moreover, this goalkeeper who you say is very talented, I believe he is very talented.but.Are we short of good young goalkeepers in Germany?Is it worth it to give this player from the football desert a non-EU player quota or use it for a goalkeeper? "

"It's worth it!" Hesse replied without thinking.

Hoeness was also speechless when he saw this hard-boiled and hard-bodied person.

Then he said calmly: "Okay, I don't want to discuss this goalkeeper with you anymore.

I am now formally notifying you, not discussing.

The club has made a decision to keep Prince at all costs.And directly transferred to the reserve team, you don't have to worry about it anymore.

As for the Chinese goalkeeper, either let him apologize to Prince in public, or end his trial training directly.

So be it, Hermann, you understand, this is an ultimatum. "

After Hesse left, he was very aggrieved.

It really hurts his heart that the young players under him don't listen to the instructions, and are so impatient and intimidating.

Thinking of that Chinese kid who always had a smile on his face again made his heart ache even more.

After Hesse returned to the training ground, he kept staring at the black-haired, yellow-skinned goalkeeper in front of the goal.

Just look at it like that, with fatherly eyes, like looking at your own child.

After thinking about it for a while, he sent someone to call He Yu to his side.

"I speak German, how much do you understand?"

Hesse asked the boy in front of him in German.

"I'm sorry, sir, but I don't understand what you're saying, I've only been here for less than a week, after all."

He Yu grinned grinningly, patted his head with one hand, and answered in English.

Hesse looked at him like this, and it was funny, but he felt even more uncomfortable in his heart.

And He Yu has already said: "However, you can call the uncle who accompanied me, he can speak German and can translate for us."

After speaking, he pointed to the only area in the stands where there were people.

"Hi, may I ask if you are He Yu's family?
Oh, sorry, please forgive my mispronunciation of his name, sorry. "

Hesse asked the two yellow-skinned Chinese who He Yu greeted in front of him, and asked in German.

"Well, hello. It's okay, we are not He Yu's family members, we just accompanied him to the trial training.

This is an official from our National Football Association, and I'm just a translator. "

Lin Xiaye, a man with German eyes, answered in standard German, and introduced Yuan Shengguan, a fat man with glasses beside him.

They all knew that the person in front of him was the director of the Hertha Berlin youth team, and they had known about it before.

Judging from this posture, it should be that He Yu stayed to have something to do.

Yuan Shengguan leaned over, with a hippie smile on his face, a very professional official attitude, and in half-baked English, he said a simple sentence: "Nice to meet you."

"Well, then. Let's find a place to talk, this way, please."

Hesse was very gentlemanly, and pointed to the open space beside him.

"What's the situation? He's been spotted just like that, is he going to be kept by Mr. Hesse?" A player on the sidelines said.

"It should be, that kid is really capable. And I like his character very much. I really look forward to him being my teammate!"

The one who spoke was the midfielder who was on He Yu's team before, the Iranian Djaga.

He looked at the direction where Haisai, He Yu and the others walked together, imagining.

"Come on, Chinese boy."

(End of this chapter)