Green Dragon

Chapter 240 Van Basten's Teachings

It has been nearly a week since joining Bayern Munich, and Longshut is very happy.

This is an amazing club.

In Bayern, he can not only find a training madman like Robben, but also a super funny guy like Muller who is heartless and can create joy and accidents anytime and anywhere.

What surprised Long Shute the most was that his stereotyped and stubborn impression of the Germans completely collapsed within a week...

Led by the captains and vice-captains Lahm and Schweinsteiger, these people can find various ways to play after training:

Basketball, playing cards, running, table tennis, tennis, badminton, cycling, golf, swimming, fishing, mountain climbing, horseback riding, and even a FC Bayern e-sports competition – it is no surprise that Müller is exceptional in this regard talented……

Even if someone is fined for running a lap occasionally, as long as Muller is present, it can become a happy game...

At this time, Long Shute suddenly felt that he was a little difficult to adapt to—since he was 15 years old, 95% of his life was football, and the place where he appeared most often was the grass in the park besides the training ground. I haven't had such a relaxing week to play in years...

Whether it is training or living, this is a good place - except that the price is indeed a bit expensive.
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"This is my wife, the German horse racing champion Lisa, and then here is her best friend, Dave. And I, the great Thomas Müller, are the strongest guarantee for their conquest of the German horse racing world, the carrot master... ..."

This weekend, Muller invited Longshut and Cross to his home as guests. He pointed to his wife and his beloved horse to introduce to the players.

Muller's daughter-in-law is very petite and cute, but her legs look very straight and slender against the background of her training clothes, which made Long Shute, a guy who only has a girlfriend but looks like a single guy, swallow his saliva .

"You can pick a horse for a walk, but I suggest you feed them a carrot first."

Lisa smiled and pointed to her stable.

"That's right, Long, you have to learn to enjoy life, and you can't just spend time on football, sheep's cards and table tennis." Muller rode on horseback, posing as a senior, "Look at you, Apart from these three things, what else have you won over me? Only football and sheepskin cards can't conquer Bayern fans!"

Long Shute didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He picked a carrot from the basket and found a pure red stallion.

But the horse resisted a little, even ignoring the carrot in his hand, and backed away with a snort instead.

Long Shute looked at Mu Le helplessly, but this tease couldn't wait to ride his horse into the racecourse...

That's when he got a call from former manager Marco van Basten.

After resigning, White Swan is now traveling all over the world with his wife to make up for the enjoyment he missed due to too many injuries when he was young. It has only been more than a month, has he lost interest in his yellow-faced woman?
But... what did he want me for?
Do you hope to introduce him to a few Hollywood female stars through Emma?
He walked out of the stables and answered the phone:
"Hello, dear Marco, shouldn't you be basking in the sun by the sea in Italy? Why did you remember to call me?"

"Haha, I'm really basking in the sun by the seaside in Italy," the hearty laughter of the white swan came from the phone, and it could be heard that he was living a very comfortable life with nothing to do, "The sun here is too strong! I'm afraid I'm going to become a black swan now!"

"Is this your bad joke?"

Long Shute laughed and complained.

"Well, I don't have this talent," Van Basten stopped laughing, "I suddenly thought of asking you, is your current agent still that guy Guardiola?"

"You're asking the question knowingly, I've fired him long ago!" Long Shute thought about it, "Don't tell me...you want to be my manager?"

"Look at your ugly face, who am I, Marco Van Basten? The first of the Dutch Three Musketeers! Golden Globe winner! World Footballer! Triple Crown coach! And so handsome! I need to hug Is your thigh looking for a job? As long as I say I want to work, the people from UEFA and FIFA will definitely invite me to be their consultant!"

Van Basten first boasted a bit, and then severely criticized his most proud disciple:
"I found that you are very self-inflated now, such a small achievement makes you forget yourself, this is not a good thing for the growth of young people.

Over the course of my illustrious career, I've seen many talented players let themselves down because of complacency, fall short of what was expected of them, and become meteors.

As a learned man, I also know that in the mysterious East, a great man once said that humility makes people progress, and pride makes people lag behind..."

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong, you are indeed very knowledgeable..."

It was the first time that Long Shute realized that he would lose to his inarticulate mentor in a bickering, so he had to raise his hands to beg for mercy:
"What orders does your old man have?"

"You must always remember that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond the people. Only in this way can we continue to make progress..."

Van Basten smacked his lips with insatiable desire and took a sip of the iced drink before getting to the point:
"I know an Italian agent who is very professional, proficient in multiple languages, and is said to be of Chinese descent. He has worked as an assistant for many famous agents. Now he has worked alone. I just happened to meet in the past few days. recommend him to you..."

"..."

Long Shute was a little silent.

Let me be a practice object for a novice who just went it alone?
Although we have a very good relationship,... isn't it a bit impolite?
Although a bit conflicted, Long Shute did not directly refuse in the end, he just said:

"I need to talk to him face to face before making a decision, Marco."

"No problem. He will arrive in Munich this afternoon. If he doesn't have real talents, don't give me face."

This kind of polite way...is simply a Chinese!
Could it be that the white swan has been influenced by me unknowingly and has gradually become a chatterbox?
Long Shute laughed at himself, then exchanged a few words with Van Basten before hanging up the phone.

He suddenly felt that he really needed to find a professional agent.

With his current prestige and influence in China, he is almost comparable to Yao Ming in his heyday, right?
Yao Ming never won a championship...

With so many championship trophies, he landed on a higher platform and joined Europe's leading super giants—although there has been a bit of turmoil recently—the big bosses in China...should they rush to send sponsorship fees?

In this way, I can be more worry-free and concentrate all my energy on football... and the battle for sheep's head cards!
(End of this chapter)