Football nukes: a pound buys a club

The time came to March 2014, 3, in the 25th round of the League Two, Bury challenged Newport away.

The game has come to No. 705 minutes, and the score is still two to two.

Bury played three more games after the Kings Hill battle with Rochdale, scoring two wins and a draw.

As long as he wins today's game, Bury will be promoted seven rounds ahead of schedule.

Since it was the final of the Johnstone Paint Championship five days later, Zhang Chong made an appropriate rotation for this game.

Kante and Antoine Hill did not start, and Mesias was substituted after only half-time.

The forwards present at this time are veterans Pratt and Forrester.

Zhang Chong called Antoine Hill over: "Let's play."

He wants to confirm the promotion in this game, so as to welcome the upcoming final with a relaxed attitude.

The opponent's defense line is too old. After more than 70 minutes of the game, it already looks like it is at the end of its strength.

Antoine Hill, as a black and hard man with superb physical fitness, is perfect for bullying the elderly at this time.

What I want is not to talk about Wude!

Sure enough, Hill used his physical fitness to smash the opponent's defense line after he came on the field.

And Zhang Chong's tactic at this time is very simple, long pass and lob, that is, to hit Hill on the head!Just like when Inter Milan had a Vieri on the striker!

No.80 minutes, Hill squeezed away the defenders and scored a single goal.

No.90 minutes, Hill used the frontcourt set ball to overwhelm the opponent's central defender and scored twice!

In the end, the score was fixed at four to two!

Off the field, Zhang Chong clenched his fist and upgraded!

At this time, in Zhang Chong's bar, Old Tommy and the others were already having a carnival.

Lin Su was also sincerely happy when he saw the group of gray-bearded old men jumping like children.

Over the past six months, the girl who knew nothing about football has already been cultivated into a die-hard fan of Bury.

Just at this time, the TV camera cut to a close-up of Zhang Chong, Lin Su looked at his stinky fart, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

The next day, as soon as Zhang Chong returned to the club, Weller found him: "Boss, today is the day when the youth team recruits new players. Would you like to take a look?"

Youth team recruitment?

Zhang Chong immediately became interested.When I used to play football manager games, it was a good day to find new treasures for the youth team.

But in reality, there are still some differences, because many good seedlings are selected to enter the team from the age of seven or eight. For those who come to trial training like this, the chance of having bright talents is very low.

But the two of them still went to the training ground of the youth team together, what if someone else misunderstood it?

At this time, there were already seventeen or eighteen teenagers on the training ground trying out training.

Zhang Chong frowned: "It seems that there are a little few people?"

Weller sighed: "A lot, three more than last year. There are too many professional teams in our Manchester region. Not to mention the two most famous ones, there are Bolton and Victoria in the Championship. As for Gang Athletics, generally those with a certain level will go to them for trial training, and we can only catch some fish that slipped through the net."

Zhang Chong didn't answer, because he had already attracted the attention of a yellow-skinned boy on the field.

This boy...why is his potential so high?

Unbelievably, he checked his attributes again, and found that his potential had reached 155!

How could a player of this level fall to me?

He couldn't help finding the 18-year-old youth team coach Overson: "Do you have any information about these children?"

Overson handed him the file.

Zhang Chong asked: "Are there any outstanding children in this group?"

Overson thought for a while: "It's okay to have a kid who plays central defender. He may become the team's substitute in the future. The others... there are no outstanding players."

Zhang Chong pointed to the yellow-skinned boy: "How is he?"

Overson was a little embarrassed: "He...it's hard to say."

Zhang Chong was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Overson said: "His English is not very good, we have difficulty communicating with him. Although he is in good physical condition, we are not sure whether we should keep him."

Zhang Chong was a little surprised: "You're not very good at English?"

Overson nodded: "It seems that I came to England only last month, so the language is not very good."

Zhang Chong flipped through the information, and it showed that the kid's name was Chen Ming, he was 16 years and 8 months old, he was of Chinese descent, and his specialty was forward.

His parents have been in the UK for 20 years and have their own restaurant chain in Manchester.

Zhang Chong looked at the young man who had good basic skills but obviously couldn't understand the orders, and couldn't help walking forward: "Hello, Chen Ming. I'm the owner of Bury Club, and my name is Zhang Chong."

Chen Ming suddenly heard the local accent, subconsciously stopped, and looked at Zhang Chong in a daze.

It was only then that Zhang Chong saw his appearance clearly. The young man was a typical sunny handsome guy with a well-proportioned and strong body, and he looked like an athletic man.

Seeing that he was also a Chinese, Chen Ming quickly responded, "Hello."

"I heard that your English is not very good?" Zhang Chong asked with a smile.

Chen Ming nodded quickly: "Yes, I just came from China last month."

Zhang Chong asked: "We were all in China before?"

Chen Ming replied honestly: "I was born in England, but was sent back to China by my parents when I was one year old, and grew up beside my grandparents."

Zhang Chong asked, "Then why did you come to England again?"

Chen Ming said: "My parents got British citizenship last year, so they can let me also naturalize in the UK. It just so happens that my studies in China are not good, and they want me to come here and find a way out."

Zhang Chong asked, "Then why did you come here for trial training?"

Chen Ming was a little embarrassed: "I went to a football school in China for a few years before, but our football school closed down. I think coming to the UK is just an opportunity to see if I can improve myself in a higher-level youth training camp. "

Zhang Chong asked: "Did you not go to other clubs for trial training? It stands to reason that there are so many high-level clubs in Manchester, so there is no need for you to come to us."

Chen Ming sighed: "My English is not good, and I can't understand the coach's request at all, so the trial training failed."

This baby lump actually fell to Bury's side because of the language barrier.

Zhang Chong asked: "If you can play, would you like to represent the UK or represent China?"

Chen Ming did not hesitate: "Of course it is China. Although I am a British citizen now, I am Chinese, and I will change back to Chinese nationality in the future."

Zhang Chong looked at him appreciatively: "I can ask the club to sign you, but you have to promise me that you must improve your English within three months, at least to the level of simple communication."

Chen Ming was a little embarrassed: "I'm a scumbag..."

Zhang Chong frowned: "If you want to play football here, you must learn the language well, otherwise you can't understand the skills and tactics, so what are you talking about improving your level?"

Seeing that Zhang Chong was a little angry, Chen Ming nodded quickly: "Okay, I'll listen to you."