Ultimate Demon Sword

Chapter 2 This child, I want it
Italy, Milan, the famous fashion capital, is also a world-famous football city.The red and blue two-tone Milan duo made football the glory of the city. The two top Italian giants each had their own heyday.

At [-] o'clock in the morning, Liu Weicheng opened his daily must-read Asian scouting website as usual. His current job is to find new stars that can be cultivated throughout Asia for AC Milan in the trough.As a European powerhouse who has won the Champions League seven times, the boss Berlusconi is eager to dig one or two young people with unlimited potential such as Keisuke Honda.In that case, the revival of the Rossoneri is almost just around the corner.

Liu Weicheng just clicked on the mailbox, and the notification sound of the new email attracted his attention.The title is very eye-catching: Shock!A Chinese genius that must not be missed!
hehe!Liu Weicheng smiled disdainfully.Although he is Chinese, he understands the domestic football environment too well. There are no players who can be associated with "geniuses".This kind of headline party is nothing more than sensationalism to deceive clicks.

But there was nothing else to do, so Liu Weicheng decided to wait patiently and take a look, just to pass the time.

However, as the video time shortened second by second, Liu Weicheng's half-lying body gradually sat up straight, and the focus of his two eyes became more and more focused on a windy figure in the video, and the luster in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

In this 10-minute video, he saw a small and thin man rushing back and forth between the opponent's two sides like a flower loach.In the face of the opponent's targeted double-teaming, he can quickly transfer the long pass, or directly use a precise through ball to penetrate the opponent's rib space.When the opponent implements a candy-style marking defense against him, he can seamlessly connect with the midfielder and form an exquisite two-for-one cooperation.In the set-piece attack, he can either accurately grab a point in front of the goal and seal the throat with a sword, or he can send a beautiful deciduous elevator ball straight to the dead corner.Not only that, but he also showed extraordinary ball-handling art.Marseille maneuvers, rainbows... In just 5 minutes of video, his talent on the offensive end is almost fully demonstrated.

Liu Weicheng couldn't believe his eyes, there are such geniuses in China!
This is simply an enhanced version of Robinho!
Liu Weicheng has no doubt that if this video is obtained by other wealthy clubs, this yellow-skinned kid will trigger a round of mad grabs regardless of the cost.

Youth is capital!The future means infinite possibilities!

Liu Weicheng quickly intercepted the video, and then rushed all the way to the office of Berlusconi, the boss of AC Milan, and quickly pushed the door in, with a lot of joy on his face, and even forgot to knock on the door.

"Huh? Liu, as a gentleman, don't you even know how to knock on the door?" Berlusconi was a little displeased with Liu Weicheng's recklessness.

Liu Weicheng hurriedly bowed and apologized: "Ah, I'm sorry sir, I was too excited, I won't do it next time."

"Well, it seems that you have good news. Why, where is the genius that made Liu, who has always been a gentleman, lose his composure? Japan? South Korea?"

Liu Weicheng organized his language a little, and replied: "It's not sir, this child is from my hometown."

"China?" Berlusconi put down the pipe in his hand, and his expression became a little playful. "Dear Liu, today is not April Fool's Day. You know football in your country better than me. This kind of joke is not funny at all."

Berlusconi didn't pay attention to Liu Wei's preconceived opinion, and his face was very anxious. He explained: "Sir, please believe me, this child's talent is absolutely the only one I have ever seen in my life. I believe that if he can get the key training from our youth training camp, the revival of the former glory of the Rossoneri will no longer be a dream..."

Berlusconi gracefully interrupted Liu Weicheng's passionate statement, and interjected: "Dear Liu, I understand your love for the talents of your own country. To be honest, if there is a Chinese player who can reach Keisuke Honda's level of strength and can easily compete for the intensity of [-] Serie A games in a season, I would like to buy it at double the price, but it is a pity."

"Okay, dear Liu, I think you should focus on Japan and South Korea. I look forward to you digging out the future Honda Keisuke or Park Ji-sung for us."

Liu Weicheng looked annoyed at his desk, he was very optimistic about Wen Zhihao's talent.I thought that I was quick enough, and this genius should be in my pocket, but... alas!

……

Another club in the city of Milan, the office of Inter Milan owner Tohill.

The chief scout, Agnelli Ruzzo, sat across from Tohir, also eloquently narrating the same video, the same Chinese kid-Wen Zhihao.

After listening to Agnelli Ruzzo's narration, Tohir did not refuse like Berlusconi, but continued to ask: "Dear Agnelli, do you still remember the Chinese kid who came here for a trial training ten years ago? Oh God, I still remember, his name is Wang Da Lei! You also said that he can succeed Toldo in the future, but it seems that it is not what you want. Haha"

Hearing this, Agnelli Ruzzo became anxious immediately, and blushed and shouted: "Tohir, you should believe my vision. This child is exactly the genius we need. If there is no accident, he will be the next Recoba in the future! And, dear Tohir, don't forget that in this city, there is still a century-old enemy who is eyeing us. If this child is captured by those guys, it will be a long way for us to revive the glory of the era of the Great International. Tohir, can you take on this responsibility?"

"This... well, for the sake of discovering stars such as Balotelli and Thornton for us, I believe you again, this child, I want it!"

Tohir was apparently swayed by Agnelli Ruzzo.In fact, the more critical reason lies in the century-old grievances between Inter Milan and AC.Although Inter Milan has had a short period of glory in history, it has been suppressed by AC on the whole.Therefore, Inter Milan has always adopted the strategy of casting a wide net in the youth training. Any seedlings that appear in their sights should not be let go as much as possible, and they will never be left to their rivals in the same city.

……

Father Wen, who was far away in Shanghai, didn't know that his son had already been favored by a wealthy European family.At the moment, he was sitting on the sofa with a serious face, teaching Xiao Zhihao with a straight face.

"Dad, don't talk about it. I really don't want to play football anymore. At worst, I can go back to school to study! This way you and Mom don't have to spend so much money." Wen Zhihao buried his head deeply, his tone was low, and he looked disheartened.

When Dad Wen saw his son like this, he suddenly became angry, stretched out his hand and spanked his son's ass, and was very angry. He said: "You little guy, what kind of bad words are you talking about? When did you worry about money at home? Who told me yesterday that he will play the World Cup in the future? What's the matter? This is so weak? My old Wen's son, is this good?"

Mother Wen also expressed her attitude at this time: "Oh, you are too. My son doesn't want to play, so let's not play. Starting tomorrow, go back to school and study hard, and you will be admitted to a good university in the future. What kind of football do you have to play? You don't feel sorry for your son, but I do."

"Bullshit!" Papa Wen interrupted his wife roughly, and said, "With this kid's willpower, a little setback is like an eggplant beaten by Shuang. He will succeed in what he does in the future. Can I ignore my son's situation? To tell you the truth, I have already sent a video of my son to the Chinese official website of the most famous European scouting website. It really doesn't work, son, let's go to Europe!"

"Ah?" Mother Wen and Xiao Zhihao were taken aback at the same time, but before they could express their further opinions, Father Tang's cell phone rang.

"Hello? Oh, Director Xu, hello, hello, I'm Zhihao's father... Ah! Really?! That's great! Haha, thank you Director Xu... Hey, okay! Goodbye Director Xu!"

As soon as he hung up the phone, Dad Wen threw the phone aside, picked up Wen Zhihao and kept circling in circles, shouting while turning his mouth: "Heaven has eyes! Son, heaven has eyes!"

Seeing this, the wife hurriedly stopped her and said, "Slow down, what's going on crazy, and I'll throw my son down again."

Father Wen put down his son, his joy still lingering, and announced in a very high tone: "Son, Director Xu called me just now, do you know what to say? Serie A giants Inter Milan just sent you an invitation for a trial training at the base! Son, you can go to Europe now!!"

"Oh yeah!" Wen Zhihao's eyes suddenly shone brightly. Every kid who plays football hopes that one day he can be on the European stage.But most children, especially Chinese children, will find it difficult to achieve poverty throughout their lives.

Now that I have such an opportunity, even though it is just a basic trial training invitation, at this moment, the flame of hope rekindled in Xiao Zhihao's heart, and he even planted a tenacious belief:

I want to base myself in Europe!

Inter Milan, here I come!

(End of this chapter)