Chapter 818: Real person

Starting from the city, head east, walk the Yangtze River tunnel and bridge
After more than half an hour's drive, I finally set foot on Chongming Island.
Compared with the prosperous Longhai on the other side, Chongming Island has a unique flavor.
There are no high-rise buildings, no bustling neighborhoods, and one glance through the window of the car, the dense low-rise buildings in the distance are in line with the blue sky.
Because the shipyard of Sunseeker Yacht and some other supporting factories are on this Chongming Island, Yang Huan has not been here before, but I don’t know why. Every time I come, I have a very special feeling.
Perhaps it is because the difference between the two sides of the strait is too great.
According to the navigation, after entering Chongming Island, there is a total of about half an hour by car.
Therefore, Yang Huan was not in a hurry, but was somewhat strange in his heart.
How could the proud old man Xu call himself and invite himself to visit his football school?
Yang Huan was a little confused.
If it were ten years earlier, he might feel that this might be to attract investment.
Everyone knows that Xu Lao founded this football school in the past, but suffered from lack of funds. In order to raise money, he even became a escort.
Oh, don't get me wrong, it is to take advantage of Xu Lao's reputation in the football circle to accompany eating, drinking and taking pictures.
But now, after getting ahead, his team is in the Super League, which is also a strong team that is not bad at all.
Yang Huan didn't understand, but he respected Xu Lao very much.
He wanted to see him many times, and he even went to the football school twice, but he couldn't see anyone. It was a pity.
It's a rare opportunity for Yang Huan to be polite this time.
Chongming Island is a rectangle in the northwest and southeast. The exit of the Yangtze River Bridge is on the east, but the football school is on the west.
Therefore, after getting on the island, go all the way to the west and walk for almost half an hour.
Follow the directions reminded by the navigation and finally came to the gate of the football school.
"It's no wonder that General Fan said that he would shoot with a machine gun at night, don't expect to hit anyone!"
Yang Huan smiled and shook his head. This is really a good place.
However, as a football school, this place is too remote, and it feels like a circle around the players.
The security guard at the door stopped the car. After asking about it, he should have been notified early, so he let it go.
Long Wu drove the car all the way inside.
At that time, the football school was founded, and there was no money or funds, so a hotel was built and turned into a tourist attraction to attract tourists to generate income.
This made Yang Huan look at it, and admired the old Xu, who was already in his heart.
If all Chinese football players can have the spirit of Xu Lao, then is there any hope for Chinese football?
The car had just stopped in the parking lot in front of the training building and got out of the car. From a distance, I saw Xu Lao, accompanied by his assistants, walking towards him, and Yang Huan immediately greeted him with a smile.
"Old Xu, I finally saw you!" Yang Huan took his hands with one hand.
Regardless of how old Xu is not young, but his mental head is still very good, and the whole person looks very strong.
"Hehe, Master Huan, welcome, welcome!"
Yang Huan beckoned to Long Wu behind him, and Long Wu immediately walked forward, "Old Xu, he came in a hurry and didn't prepare anything. Be careful and disrespectful."
"Hey, Master Huan, what is this for?" Old Xu suddenly became a little unhappy.
"It's good for this person to come, so why bring gifts?"
Yang Huan laughed, "A little bit of caution from the younger generation."
Long Wu walked over, holding a small handbag in his hand, which happened to be a notebook.
notebook?
Old Xu looked at Yang Huan unpredictably, the latter sternly, motioned that he could take it out and have a look.
No way. When I took it out and looked at it, I felt that it was no different from an ordinary notebook. The big deal was that it was all in English.
"Open it and take a look." Yang Huan smiled.
Mr. Xu could only open the cover and saw an English sentence written on the blank page under the cover.
But the point is not the English sentence, but the signature below.
"Ferguson?" Boss Xu was startled and his hands trembled a little.
He was afraid that he had read it wrong, so he moved closer and took a closer look. It was indeed Ferguson, yes.
God, this turned out to be a sentence written by Ferguson himself.
"Master Huan, this is..."
Yang Huan nodded, "It is indeed Ferguson's autograph!"
Mr. Xu's most admired football player in his life is Ferguson.
Even when he founded this football school, he felt a bit like Ferguson studying.
And Mr. Xu can see Ferguson's shadow more or less in many places.
"Master Huan, this gift is too expensive, I..."
With that said, Mr. Xu will hand it back again.
Yang Huan blocked his hand halfway, "This gift is expensive or not, it depends on people, at least I believe that it has its real value in Xu Lao's place!"
With that said, Mr. Xu was really reluctant, and could only take it back with a smile.
"By the way, Master Huan, what does this sentence... mean?"
"Oh, this is a sentence that Ferguson likes very much. It means that everyone needs to face challenges at any time, so that our lives will never be monotonous!"
Old Xu couldn't help but nodded his head and thought deeply, "Yes, Ferguson has been practicing a word in his life!"
After sighing for a while, he cherished and put away the gift, and then accompanied Yang Huan around to visit.
Yang Huan smiled slightly and looked around, "Well, Mr. Xu, your place is big enough."
"There are more than one hundred acres."
Yang Huan nodded repeatedly and said jokingly: "I see, many people don't understand you."
"How do you say?" Old Xu asked with a smile.
"If I remember correctly, for such a large piece of land, a total of 20 to 30 million yuan was spent on your football school more than ten years ago? If this is put to the present, just take out this piece of land. To sell, it's more than this price!"
Old Xu laughed, "It's still your Huanye understand me, that's the truth!"
After laughing, he sighed again.
"Actually, many people like to make quick money, and they are used to making quick money. Therefore, they don’t believe it at all. Playing football down-to-earth is quite profitable. They don’t understand at all, and they don’t want to. !"
Yang Huan also agrees with this view.
To develop professional football, you must first treat it as a business.
Old Xu has his feelings, but his business mind is definitely not bad.
Apart from other things, the land was taken so cheaply, invested in a football school, and cultivated so many international footballers and players. How much is it worth?
This is simply not what money can measure!
He is out now, only a word is needed, there is absolutely no shortage of interested people to invest in him.
Afraid of not having money?
"Master Huan, this time, I take the liberty to invite you to come, this is the first one, I believe you have also received the wind."
Yang Huan nodded. When he came back this time, he did receive news.
"Are you going to sell the football club?"
"Yeah!" Old Xu nodded, "However, this football school is my lifeblood and I cannot sell it."
"Originally, I invited you to come, hoping that you, the boss who knows football best in Europe, can give me advice. You know, I am not young enough to go to Europe to visit the training base of your saints. , I just heard that you are back again, so I asked someone for your phone number and invited you to come and visit."
"It's okay, Xu Lao has life, I will come anyway!" Yang Huan said with a smile.
"In addition, I heard that you plan to open a youth training coaching class in China. I hope to arrange a few places for us. As you know, the current domestic youth training environment is very bad. Even here, the quality of personnel It’s not comparable to Europe, so it’s a good opportunity to have the opportunity to learn from your Southampton youth coaches!"
Yang Huan laughed and said, "Okay, it doesn't matter what the number of places is, you don't need to talk about it, you can draw up a list and give us a list!"
"Then I would like to thank Master Huan!"
"Why are you so polite?" Yang Huan waved his hand with a smile.
For him, this is really just a matter of effort.
"Originally, I was already a little frustrated, but just now, when I heard Ferguson's words, I, this person, don't feel good in my heart, I can't sit still!"
After speaking, Old Xu laughed laughingly at himself.
"Why? Mr. Xu is interested to form a team and play in the professional league?"
Old Xu smiled slightly, but did not answer. Instead, he said, "Wait, wait until I can't sit still."
"Well, if you, Mr. Xu, want to build a team again, then count me."
"You?" Xu Lao was a little skeptical.
"Yes, what's the matter?"
"Didn't you say that you never touch Chinese professional football?"
Yang Huan was taken aback, as if he had actually said such things.
"But it depends on who you play with, or with others. I'm really not interested, but playing with Xu Lao is of course different!"
When Mr. Xu heard this, he couldn't help laughing.
Long Wuyi, who was following behind the two, almost didn't laugh.
Look, Master Huan's flattering skills are really unremarkable!
"Well, if I really have this idea another day, we two will cooperate!"
"Yes, you just have to make your mind!"
The two of them were walking and chatting and visiting in the football school, unknowingly, the more they talked, the more intense they became.
This old Xu's character is notoriously difficult to get along with, but I don't know what's going on. Or, he and Yang Huan both like football, so the two chatted together.
Yang Huan has heard more than one person say that Xu is always famous for his arrogance. He looks down on foreign teachers from his heart, and never believes that foreign coaches can bring much change to the level of Chinese football.
However, after having such an in-depth conversation with him now, Yang Huan found that he was a little different from the rumors.
For example, he does not believe that foreign teachers can change Chinese football, because he believes that only Chinese can change Chinese football, which is not wrong.
However, he does not deny the advanced level of European football.
According to his own statement, he studies European football matches every day.
In the past two years, he has specialized in Southampton football.
For this, he also specifically proposed that he hoped that Yang Huan could do him a favor and arrange a time for him to have a good talk with Bielsa, and Yang Huan also agreed on the spot.
After that, the two talked about youth training.
Mr. Xu was full of praise for the level of youth training in Southampton. He mentioned more than once that he really hoped to visit Southampton.
When he heard Yang Huan say that he would transplant a Saint Youth Training Academy in Longhai, and also cooperate with one of the most famous schools in Longhai, he immediately agreed with him and said that he would join in and visit. And learn.
While talking, a group of people came to the training ground.
At present, in this football school, only young players under u15 are receiving training ~EbookFREE.me~ At this time, on the football field, coaches are training with young players.
"Master Huan, in fact, I invite you this time for a very, very important purpose."
Yang Huan was a little surprised when seeing Mr. Xu's serious appearance, so he hurriedly said, "Old Mr. Xu, please speak."
"I hope you can watch a player."
See the players?
Yang Huan was a little stunned.
I'm not a scout, let me watch the players?
Maybe, my vision is worse than your Xu Lao, you let me see?
But soon, Yang Huan suddenly thought of it.
Could it be that……
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