Legendary Road

The morning light lazily casts on the sleepy earth, and a rush of alarm rings wakes up Coentraan who is still dreaming.

Coentraan stretched out his arm from under the quilt and slapped the alarm clock on the bedside. The world became quiet, and then he dawdled and squinted his eyes, which were still in a state of half-dream and half-awake, and pulled on his clothes.

The accomodation at Dortmund's youth academy was fine... well, at least a lot better than his messy den in Portugal.

He still feels that all this is like a dream.

To be honest, he really couldn't figure out why Yan Jing would find him in the first place.

It stands to reason that there are many talented Portuguese players who are more famous than him, but why is he the one who can come to Germany in the end?

Regarding this issue, Coentram was sure that none of the relatives in his family could have a relationship with this place, and no one knew Boas... He racked his brains and couldn't figure out why.

Today is not a training day, but Coentrao still puts on his equipment and prepares to go to the court for additional training.

When he walked to training ground No. [-] with the ball in his arms, he found that it was already occupied.

Mr. Stitch told him yesterday that no one is using the No. [-] venue today?Coentraon approached Court No. [-] with doubts in his heart, and found that there were only three people in the court, two of which he had never seen before, but he could not have recognized the other one—— Yan Jing, who brought him to Germany people who come.

"Luis, welcome to Dortmund."

Yan Jing smiled and stretched out his hand to Suarez, who had a green smile in front of him. He looked as friendly as ever, but Yan Jing's heart was already full of joy-Suarez showed off his skills just now, his dribbling Yan Jing is very satisfied with both speed and speed.

Suarez still can't understand German. After Mendes beside him translated, he held Yan Jing's hand and said in extremely bad German: "Thank you."

"Jorge, I know you have limited time, why don't I go to Mr. Zorc now to talk to you about Luis' contract?"

Coentraan was still curiously looking at the guy with Latin features standing between Yan Jing and Mendes. Yan Jing, who was about to call Zorc, had already spotted the guy outside the court with sharp eyes. Standing stupidly with a football in his arms.

Mendes quickly noticed that Yan Jing's eyes fell on Coentraan: "Yan, is that your youth team?"

"He's training with the first team now, and I'm considering whether to give him some chances to play next season." Yan Jing ticked his fingers at Coentram, signaling him to come over.

After receiving Yan Jing's signal, Coentrao quickly ran over, saying "good morning" to Yan Jing while still keeping his eyes on Suarez.

"Fabio, come to practice alone?"

"Yes, boss!" Coentran looked at Suarez curiously, "Who is he? Why haven't I seen him before?"

"He is our team's first summer signing, and he just arrived in Dortmund today to prepare for a medical examination." Yan Jing replied with a smile, "Maybe you will be teammates in the future, Fabio."

teammate?Coentram was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, he was not stupid, he vaguely noticed Yan Jing's seemingly unintentional words...God!Is he going to officially become a first-team player? !

Coentrao couldn't hide his ecstatic expression at all, and Mendes looked at the boy with a familiar accent with interest, and talked to Yan Jing intentionally or unintentionally: "He looks very good. Young, and not of Germanic blood."

"Oh, he's Portuguese."

As soon as Yan Jing finished speaking, he immediately realized that something was wrong. He seemed to have said something superfluous just now.

Who is that man standing next to him?It's not fans who only fanatical about star chasing or business people who are not interested in football at all, but Jorge Mendes, an agent tycoon who almost controls the best star resources in Portugal.

And such a cunning guy, how could he easily let go of a young player who might become his money-making tool in the future?

Sure enough, after Yan Jing answered this sentence, Mendes seemed to have a strong interest in Coentrao, and he immediately put on a friendly professional smile and said to Coentrao: "Fabio, you don't mind Is that what I call you?"

Coentrao cast a puzzled look at Mendez: "Uh...you are?"

"Jorge Mendes, a little-known Portuguese agent."

Hey there you go!You are not well-known, so how can you let those little managers mess around?As soon as Yan Jing heard Mendez's self-introduction, he immediately threw a big white eye at the other party, but Mendez seemed to be focused on "abducting" Coentran, and did not notice Yan Jing's contemptuous eyes at all.

However, before Yan Jing despised Mendes from beginning to end, he turned his head and took another look at Coentraan over there, and he understood...it's over.

Mendes' name is undoubtedly something that every Portuguese football player should know. Although he rarely appears in front of the media, stories about him, whether true or false, have never stopped spreading.

Look, look at the way Fabio looks at Mendez... Oh, maybe he thinks that standing in front of him is a hero who punishes evil and promotes good?Or is it the superman who saves the earth?He had never been stared at like this when he brought Coentram to Germany, but now... this is the future star he personally brought, okay?That's how he's going to be kidnapped onto a pirate ship!

But the reality is that Yan Jing has nothing to do with Mendes, he can only curl his lips unhappily.

Well, as long as Mendes doesn't always instigate Coentrao to do things that harm Dortmund's interests, then he doesn't care about it-although he doesn't care at all, who the player wants to be the agent and the head coach But it doesn't matter.

Seeing that Coentraang's smile was brighter than flowers, Yan Jing left the court in good time.

"Jorge, you guys talk first, I'll make a call over there."

Zorke always answered the phone very quickly, and within a few seconds after Yan Jing dialed the number, the other party's voice rang: "Yan?"

"Mr. Zorke, I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"Early in the morning, some refreshing good news?"

"Suarez has arrived. Although he has only played for a short while without confrontation, I guarantee that his ability is enough to make every scout draw a striking red circle for him on the list." Yan Jing was obviously very happy to be able to pick up this great bargain, "He will enter the medical examination room later, and there should be nothing wrong with it."

"I believe in your vision. Kraft always praises the little geniuses you dug up in front of me... Then I'm waiting to negotiate a contract with that Mr. Vampire?"

"Oh, of course." Yan Jing paused, "Mr. Zorc, about the last time I talked to you about transferring Fabio Coentrao to the first team?"

"I've already drafted his contract, and I'll just wait for you to notify him to come and talk."

"Unfortunately..." Yan Jing shrugged, "I'm afraid you will have to talk to Jorge later. I really hope that Fabio will be lazy today and not come to practice more, but it has already happened."

"This is the bad news?"

"Yes, look at Bio's excited and delighted expression when he heard Jorge's name... Do you think our future star can escape?"

When Yan Jing returned to the court, he saw that Coentrao had already played with Suarez, and Mendes looked at Coentrao with the same satisfaction as when he saw Suarez just now.

This discovery made Yan Jing's original good mood disappear for the most part, and Mendes saw him come back and asked with interest: "I heard Fabio said that you brought him to Dortmund yourself? How did you find him?" ?”

"This is actually purely a coincidence." Yan Jing said casually, "Mr. Zorke will be here soon, and you may have a temporary extra job today, but I think you must be very happy."

Mendes raised his eyebrows: "Are you so sure I've got this guy done?"

Yan Jing squinted at Mendez: "Otherwise?"

"Thank you so much. In fact, when I asked him just now, he hesitated and said he wanted to ask your opinion."

Grass, play me!This is good, I can't tell Fabio to stop letting Mendes be his agent... The smile on Mendes' face made Yan Jing feel frustrated and depressed. Lost once to this extremely shrewd agent.

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In the second week after the entire season ended, Dortmund's official website updated the headline content, announcing that Yan Jing will officially take charge of Dortmund from now on.

The next day, Guy Medel, who wore the No. 7 jersey but was a fringe figure in the team, announced the early termination of his contract with the team.

On the third day, Uruguayan teenager Suarez officially announced that he joined Dortmund. Next season, he will wear the vacated No. 7 jersey and play for the Yellow and Black Legion until the summer of 2010. As for the annual salary, he did not disclose it.

When this series of news was learned by domestic fans for the first time, the entire football world was sensational.

This is the No.1 Chinese overseas coach!And what he is coaching is not the Czech league, the Scottish league... that is Dortmund, a team that is very likely to participate in the Champions League next season!

On the second day, almost all the major sports newspapers put "Yan Jing takes over Borussia Dortmund" as an eye-catching front page, and this news made many fans who were deeply disappointed in Chinese football ecstatic.

A large number of fans, thinking that Dortmund may appear in the UEFA Champions League next season, have strongly expressed their hope that they can watch the live broadcast of the UEFA Champions League on TV next season, which even directly promoted CCTV to accelerate the purchase of the UEFA Champions League broadcast rights.

"Michelle, do you know how many media applications from China we have received to interview Yan in the past two days?"

"Huh? I think there should be a lot? I heard that Yan is quite popular in China."

"39, and the number is still growing!" Frigg showed an unbelievable expression, "We couldn't reach this number when we signed many big-name players before."

"Oh, so many? Why don't we hold a press conference together?" Zorke stopped his work with a relaxed expression, "Do you think our small room can fit?"