Green Dragon

Chapter 225 Will You Let Me Rest?

The appearance of Wang Chu is destined to be just a small passer-by for Long Shute.

He can help this little brother with dreams enter the Ajax youth training camp to receive a high enough level of training, and he can also entrust his own system to draw up a training plan suitable for his own conditions, and he can also answer questions at any time. Confusion over football.

But beyond that, there's very little he can do.

It is impossible for him to ask the director of youth training Van den Brom to take care of Wang Chu as much as he values ​​himself, and it is impossible for Van Basten and Bergkamp to stuff their fellows into the first team roster...

He doesn't have such a big face.

Even a young Dutch star like Blind Jr., whose roots are young and his father is in charge of the club's management, before he can get a stable rotation time in the first team, he accepted a loan career in other teams for nearly a season .

It's a pity that Wang Chu's upper limit of development has been restricted by physical fitness, at least he can never reach the height of his former roommate, Pjanic.
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After receiving Wang Chu's affirmative reply, Long Shute asked him to return to France and go to Metz Club to go through the relevant procedures, and Crome Liu, whose origin was unknown, was also sent to help.

After dismissing the light bulb, Long Shute originally thought it would be his private time with Emma, ​​but the third group of visitors knocked on the door immediately.

Only one person came:
Marco van Basten.

Emma didn't know this middle-aged man who looked handsome—she didn't pay attention to what her boyfriend's head coach looked like in the previous game—so she almost kicked the white swan out...

Long Shute had no choice but to comfort his girlfriend: "You go back first, how about picking me up tomorrow?"

"It seems like this is the only way..." Emma shrugged, then she leaned down and pouted to her boyfriend.

The little witch who has been carefully groomed looks like her skin is crystal clear and can be broken by blowing bullets, and her red lips are as delicate as flames and flowers. Long Shute just took her in his mouth, and before he had time to taste it repeatedly, his right leg There was an alarm signal from the wound on my chest...

He couldn't help frowning, and kicked this annoying little fairy out.

"I've always underestimated you, boy."

Van Basten watched the somewhat dissatisfied little princess of England walk out of the room, and then sat down with a smile.

Long Shute wiped the sweat from his forehead:
"Oh, please forgive me. If you are also here to inquire about gossip...then you can ask Dennis, they just came here, I really don't want to talk about it again... eat a piece?"

He passed the unpeeled apple that Emma had just cut for him.

"Oh, I'm not such a gossip."

Van Basten shook his head slightly:

"I just came to see you because I have decided to resign in a week."

"Are you...are you kidding? Today is only May 5st..."

Long Shute was so surprised that he almost knocked over the plate.

But Van Basten's expression was very serious:

"It's not a joke, it's not a sudden decision. I've been thinking about it for a whole season, I've talked to the club, and when I get back to Amsterdam they will announce that Frank de Boer will be my successor. ..."

De Boer?
Long Shu nodded.

This is also a celebrity in Ajax and Dutch football, and in the future world that he can foresee, his team leadership performance can be said to be the best of the past Van Basten...

"This news probably shocked the whole of Europe, right? It's even more shocking than my relationship with Emma..."

Long Shute even blackmailed himself.

"It may be shocking, but it is definitely not as good as you. You are big news beyond the scope of sports..."

Van Basten laughed, and then pointed to his chest:

"You know what? When I make a decision, I can feel that the place is a lot easier."

"I can understand that the pressure on your shoulders has been very high in the past few years. Although the league has been very smooth, our signing luck in the Champions League seems to have been unsatisfactory, hahaha..."

Long Shute laughed as he spoke.

Van Basten is also laughing, although some are self-deprecating, but he can indeed relax now.

Then he looked at his disciple: "Can I ask you a question?"

His disciple shrugged: "Dear Marco, as long as you don't gossip about my personal feelings, there is no secret between us."

Van Basten asked with a smile: "Louis has decided to go to Liverpool, what about you? Will you stay in the Netherlands?"

"I will only do this unless no club invites me, Marco." Longshut answered his question very frankly, "Although it is a bit embarrassing for the fans to say this, staying at Ajax is very important to me. It doesn't make much sense anymore..."

"I understand, I also support," Van Basten nodded, "If there is really no team willing to buy you, I can recommend you to Berlusconi, and Dennis can also recommend you to Wenger, remember to give us the time Call, don't be shy."

"I'm sorry, I don't remember being embarrassed in front of you, Marco." Long Shute laughed again.
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Although Van Basten's resignation was somewhat unexpected, it was not unacceptable.

He has already led the team to prove himself, and has tasted the taste of the pinnacle, and retreating bravely is the most correct choice.

In the next season when Suarez and Longshut left together, no matter what Ajax achieved, they would regress in front of the previous treble.

Think about Rijkaard, an old friend who once created the Dream II Dynasty and one of the Three Musketeers. Because there is no way to rekindle the fighting spirit of those locker room bosses, Barcelona's performance plummeted, and the "black swan" was depressed leave.

Van Basten doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes, he would rather leave in the brightest moment.

Isn't it cool to only leave the back of a legend in world football?
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Van Basten left in a cool way, leaving Long Shute a clean ward.

But the nurse in charge of taking care of him poked his head out: "There is a man named Steve Rowley who wants to visit you..."

"A man named Lori?"

Long Shute shook his head: "I don't know this person..."

The nurse added with some hesitation: "He said... he is the head of scouting at Arsenal."
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More than ten minutes later, a fat man with a height of over 190 and a weight definitely over 190 walked into the ward.

Long Shute's eyes immediately showed his basic information.

The 42-year-old Steve Rowley has almost reached full value in judging the potential of young players, and he is indeed worthy of the position of the chief scout of the Arsenal.

"Sorry, I wanted to get in touch with you through your agent, but Mr. Guardiola told me that you just..."

The big fat man Raleigh first expressed his apology, and then said straight to the point:

"Arsene Wenger entrusted me to come and meet you, Mr. Long."

(End of this chapter)