"Drip, drip, drip~~~"

With three whistles, Real Madrid's last game of the first half of the season came to an end.

Playing as a substitute, Galaxy War swept the third-tier team Ponferradina 6:1 at their home court. The total score in the two rounds reached 12:1, which can be called a massacre and tragedy.

Su Changwei played the full 90 minutes in this game, but turned in a blank score on the offensive report card.

But the right wing he was responsible for guarding became a nightmare for the visiting team, especially after he tackled the opponent's full midfielder. Ponferradina's players completely gave up their attempts to break through from here and instead attacked the left back Ka

Sado.

After finally making his first appearance, Casado was immediately under pressure. Finally, he made a marking error in stoppage time. He watched the opponent enter the penalty area, and then shot away the clean sheet bonus of Adan and everyone...

Fortunately, Mourinho was in a good mood and did not care about the conceded goal, otherwise Casado would not have had a comfortable Christmas this year!

"Ah Wei, you played very well today!"

After walking out of the Bernabeu, Chang Xiaolin sent encouragement to her son.

But Su Changwei doesn’t look particularly happy.

At this moment, his cell phone buzzed.

He received a message from Ronaldo:

"Hey bro, are you interested in sharing the same agent as me?

I can guarantee that he is the most outstanding guy in the world.

He is very interested in potential stars like you and is willing to plan a better career path for you.

If you have time, I can arrange for you to meet as soon as possible!"

Chang Xiaolin noticed that after reading the text message, her son suddenly became happy!

Su Changwei is carrying his sports equipment in one hand and holding his mother's arm in the other:

"Mom...how about we stop moving first?"

Chang Xiaolin hesitated:

"I know you don't want to adapt to the environment again, but that's okay. I'll tell your dad..."

Su Changwei raised his eyebrows:

"When I officially sign with Real Madrid, this little rent will mean nothing!"

-

"This is my first visit, a bit presumptuous, Mrs. Su."

The next morning, the Su family welcomed an important guest.

Jorge Mendez.

The Portuguese man was wearing a decent and expensive suit, and he was holding a bag of small gifts in his hand, which he placed gently at the entrance.

"Come in, Mr. Mendez."

Chang Xiaolin quickly invited him to sit in the living room, where tea and fruit plates were all available.

"Thank you, you can call me Jorge."

Mendes thanked him and quickly got to the point:

"To put it bluntly, there is no need for me to introduce myself anymore, right?"

Su Changwei and Chang Xiaolin both laughed.

Who doesn’t know Mendes?

Mendes, who made his fortune relying on Cristiano Ronaldo and Mourinho, is now one of the top three giants and bosses in football.

As of now, Real Madrid's first team has 6 players under his command:

Ronaldo, Di Maria, Pepe, Carvalho, Marcelo, Coentrao...

Counting Mourinho and his coaching team, it is not an exaggeration to say that the Real Madrid locker room is dominated by Mendes.

In addition to Real Madrid, Mendes has a strong influence in the entire European football world.

Most of Portugal's well-known players have signed contracts with his company, and with the help of Mourinho and Cristiano Ronaldo's transfers, his business has gradually covered players from England, Italy, Spain, France, Eastern Europe, and even the Americas and Africa.

, all chose his agency because of its reputation.

Nani, Deco, Quaresma, Simao, Moutinho, Maniche, Ferreira, Pauletta, Patricio, b Silva...

De Gea, Thiago Silva, Falcao, Anderson, Ronaldo, Motta, Diego Costa, Miranda, Muntari, Bosingwa, Mangala, Garay, Fabi

Neo...

At the coaching level, in addition to Mourinho, Queiroz, Villas-Boas, Scolari and others are all clients of Mendes.

"I have retrieved all the data about you in the youth echelon from Real Madrid, so I already know you very well."

Mendes took out a folder from his briefcase, which recorded Su Changwei's growth and changes in the past three years.

He opened one of the pages:

"Your physical fitness is quite outstanding among your peers, with speed and flexibility, but your foot skills have been improving very slowly. Whether it is the U16, U17 or U18 coaches, they all think that your talent is not enough for you to grow into a

A qualified La Liga player."

"From the summer of 2008 to before this season, in three years, you played a total of 36 times for all levels of the team, including 15 times, scoring 2 goals and 4 assists."

Listening to his eloquent talk, Su Changwei felt a little ashamed.

Those truly talented young players in the youth team were basically monsters who scored countless goals. However, after playing for three years, they only scored two goals in total...

Mendes turned to the next page:

"But since this season, you have used practical actions to tell these coaches that their predictions are not accurate.

Whether in U18, U19, or first-team games, you have shown strong aggression and tenacious fighting spirit. Even José Mourinho's critical eye has recognized your efforts and talents..."

He was still there reviewing Su Changwei's recent outstanding performance, but the person involved was about to bury his head in the sofa!

Through the analysis of a professional agent, Su Changwei once again understood one thing:

[If it weren’t for the father of the Heavenly System, I would really be nothing!]

[From now on, I will still fight side by side with System Dad!]

Just listen to Mendes continue his analysis:

"You have played in many positions, frontcourt, midfielder, and defender. You have tried them all. But do you really know which position you are more suitable for?"

Of course Su Changwei has considered this question, but from his perspective, he cannot get a real answer.

So he could only shake his head.

Mendes' eyes were bright and he showed a confident smile:

"It doesn't matter, you are still very young and can further find answers in actual combat.

As long as you believe in me, José will give you more opportunities to show in the first team."

Su Changwei actually has no choice.

Even if Raiola, Jonathan Barnett, and Zahavi lined up to negotiate in a few days, he would still prefer the agent in front of him.

The reason is very simple, it is because of the existence of Mourinho.

Since you want to play for Real Madrid, what's the problem with holding on to the coach's thigh?

That Pedro Mendes, who is mediocre in ability, can still get consecutive opportunities in the Champions League and Copa del Rey, isn't it because his agent is Mendes?

He nodded and stretched out his right hand:

"Jorge, please take care of me."

Mendes's smile became even brighter:

"A head-on decision, Awei."

After hearing this awkward speech, Su Changwei couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows.

【What is your identity, Mendes?】

【You actually call me the same as my parents?】

-

December 24, Christmas Eve.

The night sky of Madrid is brightly illuminated by the lights of the city.

Even though it is already late at night, it is still very lively outside.

Colorful fireworks are flying everywhere, and various Christmas trees are even more interesting.

Naughty children chase each other and play, while lovers in love cuddle up sweetly in the noisy world.

Su Changwei and Chang Xiaolin, who were alone in a foreign land, sat quietly at home, looking at the bright fireworks blooming in the sky through thick glass windows, feeling the festive atmosphere of a foreign country.

"Awei, I wish you more and more success in the first team."

Chang Xiaolin raised a glass of wine and touched it lightly with her son.

Su Changwei only took a sip before he choked and coughed repeatedly. In the end, he could barely swallow it.

Looking at the blood-red liquid in the goblet, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The phone buzzed:

"Merry Christmas, Awei!"

Mendes' cheerful voice rang:
Chapter completed!