Chapter 821 Do you know me?

There is a saying that goes, whether it is a mule or a horse, take it out for a ride.

After a training session, you have basically understood everything you need to know.

Among the more than 20 young players in the football school, the only ones who really caught people's attention were Gao Ren and Wang Lei.

What is most amazing about Gao Ren is his excellent sense of the ball, his delicate footwork, and even his occasional, inexplicable, but very practical football skills.

From the training session just now, it seems that things like the Marseille turn and the cow tail are not difficult for him at all and he can do them with ease.

If Gao Ren was the kind of genius that even Yang Huan could see, then Wang Lei was another kind.

He is very low-key and pragmatic, with a diligent attitude, extremely solid basic skills, excellent ability to read the game, and the basketball IQ he demonstrated on the court that his peers do not possess, all make people full of expectations for his future.

Three of Europe's most famous scouts watched the competition from the sidelines and gained a lot!

"Mr. Xu, can you call Gao Ren and Wang Lei over? We want to talk to them, okay?" Madoni asked.

"Of course not!"

Master Xu immediately shouted to the players on the training ground, "Gao Ren, Wang Lei, you two come over here!"

The two young players immediately stood up, looked around, and ran towards the sidelines amid the envious and jealous eyes of their teammates.

"Master Huan, leave the questions to us!" Griffa said softly on the side.

Yang Huan knew that this was part of their psychological assessment, so he smiled and nodded in agreement.

Anyway, I'm not a professional, so I can just watch and learn from the sidelines.

The two young players quickly ran out of the training ground and came to Yang Huan and others.

He didn't notice it when he saw it from a distance just now, but when he looked closer, Yang Huan found that Gao Ren was actually not short.

It's interesting to say.

The reason why Gao Ren seemed short just now was because the teammates around him were generally taller.

But now I see that he is at least 1.5 meters tall, and his body is not at all as thin as I had seen just now. At least he still has muscles. It's just that his appearance is a little ordinary, and his looks are just passing.

Especially when standing with Wang Lei.

Wang Lei is quite tall, probably around 1.6 meters tall. He has a handsome face and is very fair-skinned. He doesn't look like a player playing football under the scorching sun at all. He also has a very strong body, giving people a very agile and powerful feeling.

The most impressive thing is the confident smile on his face.

This is definitely not an act, but an absolute confidence in one's own strength.

It's no wonder when you think about it. In the previous competition, everyone knew that it was a test, and everyone tried their best to show themselves, including Gao Ren. But he was the only one who sat calmly and calmly in the midfield, diligently controlling the situation and rhythm of the game.

That is, in the final stage of the competition, he made two low and long passes, both of which landed very accurately in front of his teammates, and he also made a sharp through ball, which was eye-catching.

But other than that, his performance throughout the game was active defense, long-range running, and a lot of solid passes.

According to Mr. Xu, Wang Lei comes from a well-off family. Both of his parents are national-level athletes from Longhai. His father is a track and field athlete, while his mother is a gymnast. He showed excellent athletic ability since he was a child, but he didn't like track and field or gymnastics and only chose football.

But he inherited his parents' excellent physical fitness and athletic cells, with excellent running ability and outstanding physical fitness. In addition, he has received professional football training since kindergarten and later came to Mr. Xu's football school, so his basic skills can be said to be quite solid.

This player is not only a good football player, but also has excellent academic performance. Previously, a famous school in Longhai City wanted to recruit him, but Mr. Xu managed to keep him.

As a professional scout, Madoni chatted with Wang Lei and asked a few questions as usual.

Wang Lei answered all the questions fluently and appeared calm and composed.

"One last question!" Madoni asked with a smile.

"We are Southampton. Our youth team gathers the best talented players in Europe and even the world. Our first team also wants the best players. According to my preliminary judgment, with your current ability, you can probably only tie with your peers. Do you think you can stand out from this cruel competition?"

After hearing the question from the translator, Wang Lei thought about it, nodded very affirmatively, and replied: "I think I can!"

But soon, he smiled and added another sentence.

"Don't say I'm about the same as them now. Even if I'm not as good as them now, I will definitely work hard to surpass them!"

The last sentence was spoken with great force and impact.

Everyone present, including the translator and the football school staff, felt regretful. They all felt that Wang Lei's answer was too confident, even too conceited.

It’s okay in football schools on weekdays, after all, everyone knows the level of domestic football talents.

But this is Southampton, the best youth training camp in the world, gathering the best football talents in the world. Is it as simple as you say? Can you surpass them just by wanting to?

But only Yang Huan, Xu Lao, Madoni and others listened and nodded in appreciation to show their affirmation.

If you want to be a professional player, you must have such a fearless spirit!

"What about you, Gao?" Madoni turned to Gao Ren.

At this time, a trace of worry appeared on Old Xu's face, and he even winked at Gao Ren.

Yang Huan suddenly thought that the "Gao" in "Gao Ren" is a homophone of the English word "goal".

Is this just a coincidence, or is this guy born to be a striker?

Gao Ren didn't notice Xu Lao's expression at all, nor did he answer Madoni's question. Instead, he looked at Yang Huan and asked seriously, "I want to ask, can I make money playing football with you guys?"

"Ah?" Yang Huan was a little dumbfounded.

Look at Mr. Xu, he also has a devastated expression as if to say “Oh my God!”

Looking at other people, they all seemed to be in the same state.

Especially Wang Lei, who was standing next to him, slapped his forehead hard with an expression that said, "I knew it would be like this."

Could it be that this guy is a miser?

"Well, Master Huan, it's like this!" Old Xu hurriedly explained.

"Gao Ren comes from a poor family. His parents are ordinary migrant workers. I understand his family situation. In addition, he performs well in school, so I give him a small subsidy every month."

"Oh!" Yang Huan understood.

"Gao Ren, didn't I tell you? You're going abroad to further improve your football skills. When you have enough strength in the future and play in a foreign professional league, you will naturally be able to make money. Why are you..."

But Gao Ren seemed to be very stubborn, and he said directly, "I won't go if I don't have money!"

"Who taught you that?" Old Xu also got angry.

We have finally managed to produce this promising seed, is it going to be ruined because of money?

"Gao Ren, tell me, did your father and mother tell you this?"

Gao Ren blinked his lips, which was considered as his agreement.

It can be seen that considering his family background, Gao Ren’s subsidy in the football school should be considered a considerable income for their family.

"You..." Old Xu was also angry.

Yang Huan laughed and nodded, "It's okay, Mr. Xu, I'll ask."

Looking at Gao Ren again, Yang Huan laughed again, "Do you know me?"

"know!"

"Then do you know what I have the most?"

Gao Ren thought about it and shook his head, "I don't know."

"Then let me tell you, I have the most money."

Mr. Xu was dumbfounded when he heard this.

This Young Master Huan is simply here to lead the kids astray!

At such a young age, shouldn't he be well taken care of and not allowed to be so greedy and snobbish?

"Really?" Gao Ren looked at Master Huan with a very suspicious look.

"Of course, ask them. I never lie."

Gao Ren glanced at Mr. Xu, then at Madoni and the others. Although he didn't know them, he could tell that they were all very professional football experts. They wouldn't lie, right?

"I am a very fair person. You like money, which is very simple. I have a lot of money. But, we Chinese have a saying..."

"A gentleman loves money but gets it in a proper way!" Wang Lei on the side interrupted.

"Yes, that's what he said. This kid is quite knowledgeable!" Yang Huan pointed at Wang Lei and praised him.

Wang Lei raised his eyebrows at Gao Ren, as if to say, of course, my academic performance is excellent!

Gao Renze, on the other hand, curled his lips, as if to say, "You just speak fast, don't I understand?"

"My principle of giving money is very simple. How much money you can take from me is determined by your strength!"

Seeing Gao Ren's expression, Yang Huan smiled again, "Don't believe it? Then let me ask you, have you heard of Ibrahimovic?"

"Yes, I know."

"Then do you know how much his annual salary is?"

Gao Ren frowned now.

Wang Lei smiled and replied, "12 million euros!"

"Yes, twelve million euros, converted into RMB, is more than 100 million per year."

Perhaps thinking that the concept of more than 100 million was too vague, Yang Huan looked around and said, "Oh, by the way, look at this football school run by Coach Xu. The total investment is 30 million. With the money that Ibrahimovic earns in a year, he can build four schools!"

"So many?" Gao Ren was a little moved.

"This is just the salary, bonus and sponsorship income. Adding it all together, we can build about ten in a year!"

"Oh my God!" Gao Ren was stunned.

Yang Huan felt funny when he saw him like this. This boy is still very naive!

"My request is very simple. If you can reach Ibrahimovic's level, I will give you this much money, and I will give it to you every year."

"Will you default on your payments?" Gao Ren interrupted and asked.

Yang Huan was depressed now. He guessed that this boy’s parents were often owed wages?

"Never. If I owe you salary, you can just switch to another team and still get the same salary."

Gao Ren said "oh", but it was unclear whether he understood it or not.

"Our youth training camp also has regulations for subsidizing young players, but you have to apply. However, as my personal support to you, I can help your parents find a job to increase your income, so that you can feel at ease and go play football with me, right?"

When Gao Ren heard this, he was surprised! Is there such a good thing?

Looking at Coach Xu again, the latter had been nodding and winking at him continuously.

This is Young Master Huan. If he nods, what can’t be done?

Fortunately, you are still ignorant and hesitant. If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life!

"Okay, but I have to ask my parents if they are willing."

Yang Huan also found it funny and flicked his finger at Long Wu, who immediately understood what he meant and handed him a business card.

"This is my business card. Take it home and give it to your parents. Ask them to bring this card to this address to see me tomorrow. OK?"

"Oh!" Gao Ren took the business card as a matter of course.

Everyone in the football school, including Mr. Xu, suddenly felt that Gao Ren was really lucky.

Fools have good fortune.

It's a pity that he himself knows nothing about it.

If people outside knew about this, Gao Ren's value would immediately increase a hundredfold.

Let me ask, in the entire Longhai, oh no, among the upper class of the whole country, who doesn’t want to get Master Huan’s business card?

Apart from anything else, given Mr. Xu's high moral character, it took him a lot of effort to get Young Master Huan's phone number, which he did by asking all his friends and looking for people.

It’s a pity that this kid doesn’t even know how lucky he is!

But is there any way?

Who made Young Master Huan like him?