How difficult it is to operate a Chinese player to Europe? Yue Liantian really feels that football agents are really not something that people do, at least in China. The bubbles in his mouth have increased and weakened in the past few days, and he has run into various relationships, including Dalian Football Association, Shide Club, and Dong Fangzhuo's home.

The young man was quite at ease. When he heard that he had the opportunity to play football in Europe, his eyes suddenly lit up. But when he heard that it was a Belgian B-level club, the brightness in his eyes immediately dimmed. The child's mother was very open-minded and supported him wherever he said he could play football. But he repeatedly emphasized that there was only such a precious son, so it would be best to watch it in front of him. When the young man was 8 years old, his father had an accident. He relied on this mother's shit and pee to pull him up. The single mother's request was not too much.

Yue Liantian sighed. Master Yang said that this agent coach is a position that will be taken down at any time. By chance, he was lucky to be a coach. If he, the uncle, doesn't help him, then no one can help him. Many people in China are ready to move, but they are waiting and watching. There are too few people who are helping him in time these days.

Two days ago, I talked with Lin Lefeng, general manager of Shide. The 82 Spanish World Cup Chinese team leader returned from studying in Italy and finally returned to Shide and was preparing to show his strength. He was very interested in Yue Liantian's idea, but he said no directly from the club's perspective. Leave this sentence: Dong Fangzhuo's transfer is also the top club in the top five major European leagues. It seems that Sun Jihai's 2 million pounds operation has made him taste the sweetness. Others, such as some main players in Shide's team, can be discussed, but the price will not be much less than Sun Jihai.

Yue Liantian did not give up hope. This was his football agent's first step. If he walked well, his future would be broad. There are other models for transfers, such as Li Tie and Li Weifeng's transfer to Everton's "Kejian model", which means that a third-party consortium pays money and transfers out of the club and enters the club to enjoy the benefits. However, whether a player can play or not is suitable for the team is not considered. It is just a pure business operation.

Yue Liantian is planning to contact a few more companies to see if there is a breakthrough. Time will not wait for anyone. The European winter transfer will end at the end of January. January 31 is the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month. If you can't handle it before the Spring Festival, there will be basically no chance this time.

On January 6, 2003, Valleheim won the first training after the game. The next game will not start until January 18. The training during this period mainly serves as a physical reserve for the second half of the season. Mr. Yang brought Martin to the training ground. Because Martin is a "phenomenon", Mr. Yang did not enter the team's physical test process. Martin stood beside Mr. Yang honestly, giving people a feeling that he was indescribable, and even spoke very little on the road.

Mr. Yang cleared his throat: "Everyone, today we have a new player training with us. His name is Martin. Okay, you should have met him so fuckingly, I won't be talking nonsense anymore. Start training." Mr. Yang swears rarely because he saw many players below that couldn't help but grin. Mr. Yang is used to joking with these people. In addition to the head coach's dignity at any time, he basically got together in other occasions.

Mr. Yang pointed to the track with his hand: "Stop laughing, don't think that when Martin comes, you will have a cushion. Start training." Cordill arranged the players to start warming up the lap. Martin ran at the end of the team in a red sports suit. From a color perspective, he was more able to integrate into the team than when Mr. Yang first came.

In the team running the lap, the DeHolland brothers clamped Martin in the middle, left and right. The brother said, "Hey, Martin, what's wrong? I don't want to play football?" The younger brother pinched Martin's arm and said, "It's so strong, it's not fat." Martin hit DeHolland with a ** and said, "Have you ever heard of 'a cook who doesn't want to be a player, isn't a good driver'?"

Although Master Yang stood on the sidelines, he could not hear the whispers in the team, he could imagine that there were more and more "phenomenons" in this miracle team. First, a defender from a gangster, then a rookie Mao Xin's agent coach, and then a player from a chef. When he held a weekly meeting with Na'aisen in the morning, the old man was sweating all the time when he heard about Martin's need to be a player. However, it is impossible to admit that the old man's ability to accept things is not ordinary. It is probably also due to the winter transfer policy. The old man had to accept the reality that Martin joined the team. He didn't have much more than him, and he didn't have any money anyway. I guess everyone present, including Master Yang, thought so at this time.

At this time, Cordill, who was standing behind Master Yang, brought him back to the real plot.

Cordill: "Are you going to let him play the defender?"

Master Yang: "I want him to retreat and become the promising profession of chefs."

Cordill: "But I think he seems to be very determined."

Master Yang regretted, "It's all my fault, I hurt him."

Cordill: "I think it's not appropriate for him to play as a defender. What do you think?"

Mr. Yang: "Do you know? He wanted to play as a striker at the beginning. Do you think the world is already crazy?"

Cordill: "You're also crazy."

...

Master Yang: "What are you good ways?"

Cordill: "Let him be the goalkeeper."

Many years later, when the two people recalled this clip, they were a little blurred. Cordill said it was Mr. Yang's proposal, while Mr. Yang said it was Mr. Yang. It was just that at that time Mr. Yang had become a world-class coach, so the media liked to put this magical aura of "knowing people with wise eyes" on his head.

The word "goalkeeper." suddenly awakened Mr. Yang's memory. He remembered Martin's amazing performance when he played wild football with Varez in the park. However, because several people rarely played football again after that, and Martin's disliked the most was to be a goalkeeper, and he had never seen similar performances again. Mr. Yang remembered Martin's behavior of picking up pumpkins in the kitchen, "I can still pick up, I can still pick up." At that time, it really made people feel that this fat man was a little nervous, but who knew that he was not another Chilavit or Iquita?

Cordill: "There are several benefits to being a goalkeeper. First, he is definitely a substitute. I guess he will give up after a while if it is not fun. Second, this position has the lowest technical requirements, as long as you can catch the ball. Third, there is no three. These two reasons are enough."

Master Yang said: "Third, he may be a genius goalkeeper. I have a strong premonition."

"Ah?..." Cordyer grew up his mouth.

The team quickly completed the running lap and began physical training. Martin was still the most eye-catching one in the team, because he had never participated in training and could not keep up with the pace. However, he still insisted on following everyone and refused to leave.

"Okay, gather." Mr. Yang clapped his hands and gathered everyone. "Today, we have something special, 2-on-2 offensive and defensive drills, 1 goalkeeper partnered with a defender to fight against two offensive players. Free combination, once a chance in each group, if you don't go in, start over, start over and run again one lap. Haha, how about it?"

"Oh, okay, come on." Valheim is better. Everyone has the spirit of chasing each other, and everyone is ready to start pairing.

Mr. Yang: "Martin, you're in the defensive team."

"Oh, OK." Martin obediently walked to the side of the defense team.

"Martin, you're playing against the goalkeeper." Mr. Yang added.

"Ah? Why?"

"No reason, just go if you want to go." Yang stared at Martin. "Doberal, Melleil (two active goalkeepers of Valleheim) You two are defenders."

Martin shrank his neck: "Ah, okay."

Although everyone couldn't figure out what was sold in Master Yang's gourd, the players on the offensive side were all happy. They were worried that they would run around, but now it seems that this kind of worry is a bit unnecessary. If you can't shoot in, you won't have a small **.

Mr. Yang shouted to the offensive team: "Are you all ready?"

"alright."

They used to do this training frequently, from the middle circle arc to the front of the penalty area, the shooting area is the shooting area, and no shots can be made in other places, and it doesn't count if they shoot in. In addition, the number of downs cannot exceed 3 times, and more than 3 times is considered a failure. Such training mainly exercises the prediction and position of the defensive players, and at the same time trains the offensive players to take the ball and hit rate when counterattacking.

The confrontation began soon. The first one was the partner of Vespi and Milt. Martin stood nervously on the goal line, looking a little helpless. Master Yang made a cheerful gesture at Martin and blew the whistle in his mouth.

The defenders who appeared in the first group were Whelens, Valerheim's main central defender.

Whelens: "Martin stood a little bit outside, I'll go up and block, you're optimistic about the route of the pass." As Whelens rushed to block Milt, who was dribbling the ball, two by one. Vispi took the ball, and was on the right side of the penalty area. He looked at Martin and was still standing in the middle of the goal without moving forward, nor did he block the angle. Whelens turned around and ran towards Vispi, and simply tried to train a confrontation. If it were a formal game, Whelens had already shoveled over. The difficulty of two-on-one is that the number of downs is relatively few. Passing the ball again can certainly pull the defender, but the rule of shooting outside the penalty area actually created a lot of difficulty for the confrontation.

Weispi took the ball forward with a small step, raised his foot and shot - the ball went straight to the bottom corner of the goal - and then the ball entered. Martin didn't even move. Master Yang closed his eyes, "Aren't you very powerful? You can catch anything, why didn't you even react?"

Cordill: "I have a strong feeling, and I guess no one will be punished today unless they have athlete's foot."

Next was the match between Jacobs and Dupree, and Minner was the defender. Minner also saw that this confrontation could not be pointed at the kind of solid fat fat behind him. Stand firmly and enter, just enter. From a theoretical perspective, of course, there is a higher chance of scoring from the front, and the two attackers also thought so. After falling down twice, they completely shook Minner away. Jacobs kicked the ball towards the upper corner of the goal. The ball was like a set ball with a clear arc, and Martin was still unresponsive.

It was time to say that! Martin waved the goalkeeper gloves he had just put on. A black thing came out of his hand, and with a bang, the black thing hit the football flying in the air like a scree missile. The football struggled in the air for two moments and flew unwillingly to the goal and landed heavily outside the field. Everyone looked closely and found that the black thing was the goalkeeper gloves.

Except for Martin, everyone on the training ground, Petrochemical said in unison: Damn!! No way!

Martin touched the back of his head and quickly apologized: "Ah, sorry, I didn't mean it, my hands were a little slippery." Jacobs still maintained his posture after the shooting, and his center of gravity was unstable and almost fell down. Master Yang rubbed his eyes and thought to himself that this was Xiao Li's flying knife. After the petrochemical training continued, everyone also raised some of the spirits. The subsequent training confirmed some of Master Yang's premonitions, but Martin's amateur saves were barely good compared to the professional goalkeeper. If Martin's body shape was considered, he could be called a genius, but this genius required 99% of sweat and no less than his weight loss.

The training class was over, and Master Yang called Martin over.

"How is it?" Master Yang asked.

"Not happy." Martin frowned.

“Why?”

"The goalkeeper is a small sufferer, and I don't want to be a small sufferer."

Mr. Yang gently patted Martin's **: "When the goalkeeper is trained, he can play. Compared to being a defender who can't play, which one do you choose?"

Martin started playing with his fingers and muttered, "Be a goalkeeper."

"Okay, I'll give you extra training in the morning." Master Yang turned his head and said to Cordill: "It depends on you to practice him as a genius."
Chapter completed!