Buenos Aires, Argentina. A girl and a boy sit on a hillside overlooking the entire city.

"You really want to play football in Europe?"

"I really want to go to Europe to prove myself. Otherwise, how can I marry you?"

"I know. But you're leaving, what should I do?"

"Gianina, I can't bear to leave you either."

"Sergio." The girl held her boyfriend's face, "Do you know what I like about you?"

"Isn't it because I'm very handsome in football?" the boy smiled.

"Stupid. If so, isn't it better than you? Messi, the media also said that he is my father's heir."

When the girl said this, the boy's face couldn't help but sink, revealing the expression that any man would appear when he heard the name of his rival. The girl pinched the boy's tense face with understanding: "I like you because you are different from them. Do you know what you are pursuing? You play pure football. Just like the Big Sky Wing in the comics. Your ideal is more lovely than them."

The boy smiled on his face. It would be rare to get such a review from his girlfriend. If there were no rumors of this transfer, I don’t know when she would have said such words.

"But if I don't go to La Liga, it will be difficult to compete with Messi?" the boy frowned.

"Follower! You are you. He is him. The track of the two of you is not the same league, but who will enter the national team faster and who will become the leader of Argentina."

"Do you agree to me go to Belgium?"

"Of course. I'll see you often."

The boy stood up from the grass and shouted at the foot of the mountain: "I won't get through well, I won't marry you!"

The girl also jumped up and kicked him hard: "Fuck, you dare!!"

You may have guessed that the boy's name is Sergio Aguero. The girl's name is Gianina Maradona, the youngest daughter of the king of football Maradona.

In the office of the Independence Chairman, Coach Duri sat face to face with Chairman Julio, Julio smoking a cigar, while Duri was quiet and silent as if he was in a state of meditation.

The transfer negotiations have reached the final stage. Newcastle's Yang Shi has already expressed his withdrawal from the bidding for Aguero. "The independent team lacks the sincerity of Aguero's transfer. If I had 20 million euros, I could find a better striker. I would not take such a big risk to buy a player who is very famous but has not been proven." Yang Shi said to the media.

Many clubs that are interested in bidding have also given up on snatching Aguero. 20 million is too expensive.

"Chairman Julio, we are taking much greater risks than you. And you have seen our sincerity. I am the only club head coach who brought cash to Argentina. The transfer window will be closed in seven days. Are you really going to sell Aguero again in the summer? I'm afraid there will be a lot of World Cup stars waiting to be sold at that time. The competition you face will be bigger than now."

Julio's hand shook slightly, and he always had such subconscious reactions when making a decision. Valleheim offered 11 million yuan, plus a 5 million euro in installments, including the conditions for 10% share next time. But he is still a certain distance from his offer.

"Add another 2 million in installments, and the share will be increased to 20%. I will agree to this transfer." Julio wiped out the cigar in his hand.

Du Rui and the club's finance officer Miller looked at each other. Miller's expression seemed to be as ugly as if he had eaten a feces.

"This won't work for the coach. We will bear 7 million euros in debt. If he can't transfer more than 30 million euros within two years, we will lose a lot." Miller whispered.

Du Rui took a deep breath and Master Yang appeared in front of his eyes. What would he do if he were me? "He is a good player. If you don't want me, I'll just want it." Master Yang might say that.

"Okay, I agree with this condition." Du Rui stood up and stretched out his hand.

Julio was stunned by Du Rui's surprise, and stood up and stretched out his hand.

"Happy cooperation!" Du Rui shook Julio's hand, turned around and left the office without looking back.

Miller squeezed a little smile from his face and explained to Duri: "Maybe it's because he hasn't had a good sleep recently. I think we can continue to determine the legal terms."

On January 24, the Argentine Independence team held a press conference. 18-year-old striker Sergio Aguero transferred to Valleheim, Belgium for 18 million euros.

This transfer immediately shocked the world football world. Walcott's down payment of 5 million pounds, and the later fee increased to 12 million pounds was enough to surprise. Unexpectedly, a "unknown" team like Valleheim actually had such a big deal. The down payment was 11 million euros, and when the club was willing to bear debts.

Will Aguero succeed in Europe?

Can Aguero adapt to the climate, diet and game rhythm of Belgium?

Where will Aguero's next stop be?

Just as the media were speculating about Aguero's prospects for landing in Europe.

On January 26, Newcastle held a press conference and announced the completion of the transaction of three players. Forward Dong Fangzhuo, midfielder Las Diyala, and defender Varez Chen, transferred to Newcastle from Valleheim.

"Oh my God, does Master Yang learn from Mourinho to buy goods? There were Deco, Carvalho, Ferreira, and Dong Fangzhuo, Diyala, and Vales. I don't know what effect will Mr. Yang's acquisition have this time? It's no wonder he dared to let go of the powerful defenders Carl and Babayaro." The media made such an evaluation.

The price of the three people packed is 8 million pounds, which is much cheaper than the previous transfer of Vermullen. Of course, Mr. Yang did not forget to mark the additional terms in the terms - if he could win the championship in Newcastle, Valleheim would get an additional 1 million pounds.

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In an ordinary residence in the United States, a burly man was holding a cigarette and looking at a document in front of him. Just a few days ago, he received a call from a young man.

"Teacher Chi, hello, I am Master Yang. I often hear my uncle mention you, are you okay in the United States now?"

Chi Shangbin smiled bitterly and said, "Okay?" What's the best? I've been away from Shenzhen for more than a year away from the football circle. I don't know how peaceful this year it was. My daughter has already worked and married, and she is almost at the age of playing with her grandchildren. If there was no such phone call, maybe the second half of her life would have passed. He naturally knew the purpose of Master Yang's search for him, because Yue Liantian had contacted him through relationships a few days ago and told him about Master Yang's general idea. But he is in his fifties and still has to interfere with Chinese football.

"It's OK here, Director Yang, thank you for thinking about me, who is about to retire. What you said, I may not be the right candidate."

"Chi, just call me Xiao Yang, I know your concerns. Maybe you also feel that Chinese football is changing. I also want to do something different to agree to the request of the Football Association this time. Therefore, I also hope that seniors like you can help me. I promise you that the Football Association will not interfere with you in selecting people, hiring people, and other aspects. You just need to select players and inspect players according to established standards."

"Then I'll give me three days, I'll think about it." Chi Shangbin said.

Today is the third day. The fax sent by Mr. Yang clearly states the responsibilities and work content of the national team assistant coach. In the Milu era, Chi Shangbin used to be an assistant coach of the national team, but no one has ever quantified his work to this point: "Submit a report on the appearance of the national team players in the national team every month; more than two national team roster matches need to be examined every month; 2-3 potential players must be analyzed every month; one week before the national team game day, submit a list of players who can play..." There is no doubt that if he becomes an assistant coach of the national team, the workload is no less than that of a head coach. This is completely different from the assistant coach who used to take players to the circle and yell at the training.

Is this how to coach in Europe?

"Assistant coaches can hire 2-3 assistants to help complete data analysis and report completion, and the expenses are borne by the Chinese Football Association. Assistant coaches can allocate Chinese scouts to help complete the work smoothly."

There are also Chinese scouts? Can you hire assistants? I wonder if the money saved by the assistant can belong to him? Chi Shangbin couldn't help but smile when he thought of this.

It’s not that Chi Shangbin has never seen the world. After living in Japan for 8 years, he has been used to seeing the Japanese meticulousness. When he returned to China, he stubbornly insisted on many habits he developed in Japan, allowing players to abide by many unreasonable training rules in professional football - but he failed in the end.

In Wanda, he had the support of the city leader and boss Wang Jianlin, so that his work could be carried out smoothly. But when he went elsewhere, he had lost the support of the leadership and began to struggle, and was finally defeated by the players.

This time, when Chi Shangbin saw such clear and quantitative work requirements, he suddenly felt a kind feeling.

Is China really taking the professional sports route?

Chi Shangbin thought of putting the cigarette to his mouth and bounced off the lighter.

"Dad, you smoke again. Haven't you quit smoking?" Daughter Chi Bei snatched the cigarette from her father's hand. "What's wrong?" The fax on the table also attracted her attention.

"Assistant coach of the national team? Dad, are you going to return to China? You finally got out of football. You are going to go back and pick up some mess, right?" The daughter frowned.

"I haven't agreed to him yet, Xiao Bei." Chi Shangbin said with a wry smile.

"I'm afraid that you will be thankless and will eventually become someone else's scapegoat." Chi Bei patted his father's belly intimately, "You'll take your grandson to watch baseball here, which is better than anything else."

"Baseball?" Chi Shangbin recalled the peaceful life this year, and suddenly felt a feeling of depression, as if there was something else that had not been done.

"Daughter, dad wants to take on this job because the Chinese team has a new head coach."

On January 28, 2006, Mr. Yang held a press conference in Newcastle and formally hired Chi Shangbin as the assistant coach of the national team, who was fully responsible for the selection and inspection of domestic players. At the same time, Mr. Yang announced the recruitment of 10 scouts to be responsible for the inspection of players in China.

Chi Shangbin is back? The Chinese media couldn't help but make a surprise voice. Is this a signal sent by Chinese coach Mr. Yang to domestic players? What does this signal mean?

At least for some national players in the Shenzhen team, this news is enough to make them depressed. In the joking title of "Southern Sports": "Damn it! It's dark again."
Chapter completed!