There is a dream called football

Chapter 36
In Valai's office, a contract was placed in front of Li Qiao.

The B team plays in the Portuguese First Division, which is the second level of the Portuguese league. This is a professional league. Unlike the youth team, the B team players are all professional players.

Sosa has already started to play the role of agent, he has looked at the main points, the first is the annual salary.

8 euros.

For young players, it should be a very reasonable salary. Li Qiao will not argue too much about the money, and the more important thing is the duration of the contract.

The B team usually signs for two years. If they can be promoted to the first team, the contract will be re-signed, and of course the salary will be different.

If you don't have the strength to go to the first team, then after two years, another group of Porto youth team members will be promoted, and you can only leave.

After all, the B team serves the first team, which is the same in any country. No matter how good the results are, it is only a part of the echelon.

Sosa asked Li Qiao softly, "How is it?"

Li Qiao nodded, "Sign it."

After signing his name, Li Qiao is officially a member of the Porto B team, who will compete in the Portuguese League A in the upcoming season.

Looking at the contract, Valle smiled slightly, "You wear the No. 7 jersey."

Li Qiao froze for a moment, "Didn't you agree to give me number 10?"

"Really? Did I say that? I don't remember, maybe my English is not good, you misunderstood."

"Fuck, come again!"

However, Li Qiao is not obsessed with the number. The core on the court is played, not determined by a jersey.

When they came to the training ground, Valle did not introduce Li Qiao to everyone, but let him join the training, and the others did the same, no wonder, this is the characteristic of the B team, people often come, and people often leave.

If the performance is good, the first team will be promoted if they like it. On the other hand, if the players of the first team do not perform well, they will be transferred to the B team for training.

Step onto the lawn.

The teammates didn't pay attention to Li Qiao at first, and the training here is also mainly about passing the ball, but there is one thing that is different from Spain, that is, the pressure on counter-robbing is not as strict as that required by Real Madrid.

Football in the Iberian Peninsula is all about technology, which has been passed down through generations. Whether it was the era of Rui Costa and Figo, or the era of Ronaldo, Quaresma, and Nani, the overall style of Portuguese football has not changed.

I remember that during the European Cup in 2000, the host of CCTV used the word sexy to describe Portuguese football, which should be very appropriate.

Facing a completely unfamiliar team, the first thing is to recognize people.

Who is the core of the midfield.

Who is the striker.

Who is the defender.

After jogging for 10 minutes, Li Qiao recognized the core of the midfielder, because other players would pass him the ball when they got it.

This kid wears the No. 10 jersey and looks a lot like a Portuguese, with long black hair, bronze skin, and a bit of Rui Costa's style of play.

After he received the ball, he distributed the ball very quickly, basically relying on instinct to pass the ball, but one thing is not good, that is, the training here lacks strong confrontation.

No. 10 doesn't look at people when he divides the ball. He will pass the ball to whoever can run out of space.

Seeing a defensive space, Li Qiao ran over and No. 10 passed the ball out. This was Li Qiao's first touch with the ball in Team B.

Valle squinted his eyes and looked very carefully. The training in the cage was a little bit like talking on paper, but this is the real football, with the smell of grass and soil.

Li Qiao took the ball, and a small dark-skinned man from the side quickly inserted it like a bolt of lightning.

"It should be right back."

Li Qiao is at the right winger position. When he gets the ball, the full backs will definitely cover the side.

This is Portuguese football, this is Porto, and even the B team has strict tactical requirements.

A straight kick was just right, and the little man took the ball and made a pass from the bottom to complete the attack.

Half an hour of training with the ball was not very intense, but Valle saw a lot of things.

Li Qiao's running and passing are very good, suitable for the style of Portuguese football, but the confrontation is a bit weak, especially when facing fierce players, Li Qiao will instinctively dodge.

You must know that Portuguese football not only has the maestro Figo, but also defensive players like the fierce Maniche.

"Yes, yes, the advantages are obvious, and the disadvantages are also obvious."

Valle will not let Li Qiao start immediately, but such a player is still very stable in the squad.

"Take it easy, maybe after two years, he can gain a firm foothold in the first team."

During the break, the core midfielder who just passed a few good passes for Li Qiao took the initiative to come over, "New here, are you Chinese?"

"Correct."

"Then let's get to know each other. My name is Fabio Espinho, a Portuguese."

"My name is Li Qiao."

"Your technique is very good, a bit of Latin football style, I guess you played street football."

"Haha." Li Qiao gave a thumbs up, "You're amazing."

"Hehe, he was brought to Porto by scouts because we have a player here who plays street football."

While speaking, Fabio waved at the little man who had frequently slipped on his skirt just now.

"Come here, Dada."

Fabio patted the little man on the shoulder, "Dada Gustavo, from Brazil."

"Hello." The other party held out his hand.

Li Qiao also stretched out his hand, "Hi, my name is Li Qiao, from China."

"Why are you called Dada?" Li Qiao asked.

Unexpectedly, Dada and Fabio showed surprised expressions at the same time, "Don't you know? That's the third goalscorer in Brazil's history after Pele and Romario."

There are too many great players in the history of Brazil, and most of them are known in China-Pelé, Zico, Socrates, Romario, and then Ronaldo and Ronaldinho.

But in fact, in Brazil, Dada is also the idol of many children, especially those from slums.

His full name is Dario Jose dos Santos, and Dada is his nickname. He also has a record that no one has surpassed so far, that is, scoring 10 goals in a single game.

Li Qiao looked embarrassed, "I really don't know."

"It's okay." Dada laughed: "Your through ball is really good, the strength is just right, I hate the kind of through ball that is not strong enough, I have to slow down to get the ball."

After finishing speaking, Dada turned to Fabio, "You know who I'm talking about, right?"

"Hehe, it's definitely not me anyway."

Football players are like this, they can get to know each other and attract each other through passing the ball. By the end of the half-day training, Li Qiao has become good friends with Dada and Fabio.

After the training, Fabio patted Li Qiao, "Let's go, the restaurant at the Gaya Training Center is pretty good, go and try it."

"Okay, I happen to be hungry too."

(End of this chapter)