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When he reached the place where Ji Ming was responsible for about 50 meters away from Jileng, he won’t loosen Stramaccioni until he stopped.
"What’s the situation?"
"Er … Kaka!" Stramaccioni coughed a few times, clutching his neck. "That kid may not be very suitable for professional football."
He told the truth.
"Lucio and Francis are coaches this afternoon. They will tell you the specific situation …"
Stramaccioni pointed to the two youth coaches behind him.
Ever-victorious looked at them and didn’t speak.
One of the two coaches hesitated before telling the story of what happened in the afternoon.
……
Ji Leng was squatting on the ground to comfort his son when Changsheng was listening to the story.
"Well, it’s no big deal. In fact, you are much luckier than your classmates. They may not have the opportunity to come to European teams for training in their lifetime, and you will at least have the opportunity one day … Do you know how many people are willing to pay for this day?"
Ji Ming bowed his head and sobbed without saying anything.
"When dad took you to Rome for a tour, he went to the Lazio club to see it … I wish you thought so …"
……
"This is the case …" The two coaches introduced the situation.
Chang Sheng shook his head. "It’s not a big deal. You can’t talk about the problem after a game and a training class. You should know that before today, he was just a sophomore of an ordinary primary school student who likes playing football in China. What can you expect him to do in his first professional training?"
Two youth training coaches were always afraid to say anything.
Changsheng is not as old as the two of them, but his influence and position in world football is definitely much greater than theirs.
The two of you dare not be dissatisfied with the fact that you are always winning.
"If that’s the reason, I’m in charge-keep him!"
Stramaccioni couldn’t help asking, "Is that child often your … relative?"
Changsheng shook his head. "What’s wrong?"
"No, I want to … he is still so young, but he has to leave his hometown from China … If he is really not suitable for professional football, wouldn’t it be a wave of youth for more than ten years? Is it good to do this …? "
Changsheng smiled. "I didn’t expect you to be quite a literary Andre."
Stramaccioni turned supercilious look.
Chang Sheng went on to say, "Believe me, I have never missed Andre. I believe he has enough talent to become an excellent professional player."
Changsheng, this is a bit conservative.
If he wasn’t afraid of scaring the other side, he might say "world superstar talent"
Stramaccioni believes that he can be the director of youth training, so he will be responsible for the youth training of the team. He will not let go of a good seedling, but he will not waste too much resources on those children who are destined to succeed.
This idea is somewhat utilitarian, but it coincides with the ever-victorious realist.
"Have you seen him play? Often? " He asked.
Changsheng suck up and make clicks. "I have seen his game video and his father showed it to me …" He turned around and pointed to squatting in the cold season.
"There this little performance is comparable to heaven! Although he is only 18 years old, he has completely recruited me, so I joined them to let them come to Italy for trial training … If I can, I even want to sign a contract with them now! "
His words still frightened three people.
Sign a contract with a young child? Is it okay to win the brain?
"Video? I’m more curious when you say that. Can you show me the video? " Stramaccioni reached out.
Winning stand hand shrugged "I’m afraid I can’t in China didn’t bring it?"
Changsheng cheated.
"Anyway, I’m very optimistic about this player’s potential. I think the club should focus on cultivating him, and now he doesn’t join the echelon, just training at school. We’ll come back when he turns ten. If you still have doubts about his future, we’ll discuss it …"
Changsheng didn’t say "we’ll give him up" because he was going to continue to cheat them in two years.
Stramaccioni knows exactly who the real boss of this team is …
And the winning eye is really not missed.
He gave a list of many people who are now playing in various echelons of Lazio to express his vision.
So Stramaccioni nodded. "Okay, but I have reservations."
Changsheng smiled, "This is whatever you want, Andre."
Done with these coaches, Changsheng turned and strode to Jileng and Jiming.
……
"Mingming told Dad that you like playing football?"
Ji Leng is still appeasing the child, and Ji Ming finally stopped crying.
Jiming sniffed and nodded his head.
"If you like to play football, you can play anywhere and you don’t have to be a professional player, right? Don’t you mind playing football at school? "
Although Ji Leng was so comforting, his mind still flashed that graffiti of his own.
"Big star Ji Ming!"
This sentence stung him.
How can you become a big star if you play football on the weekend court?
"That can’t be done. If you like to play football in the old season, you should play in the best place or wave his talent!"
Constant wins suddenly sounded behind him.
Then he saw Changsheng squat down and touched Jiming’s hair with one hand.
"Do you like playing professional football, Mingming?" Chang Sheng’s question is different from Ji Leng’s question. Chang Sheng says "professional football" instead of simple and general "football"
Ji Ming still nodded with his head down.