Wang Chu's appearance was destined to be just a small passerby for Long Shute.

He can help the young brother with dreams get into the Ajax academy to train at a high enough level, and he can also commission his own system to draw up a training plan for his own conditions, and he can also answer his doubts about playing football at any time.

But beyond that, there is very little he can do.

He can't ask Academy director Van den Bromm to take care of Wang Chu as much as he values, and he can't get Van Basten and Bergkamp to cram their fellow countrymen into the first-team squad......

He doesn't have such a big face.

Even a rising Dutch star like Blind Jr., who has a strong foundation and a dad at the helm of the club's management, has accepted a loan spell with another club for almost a season before he can get regular rotation time in the first team.

It's a pity that his physical fitness restricts Wang Chu's development ceiling, at least he can no longer reach the height of his former roommate, Pjanic.

-

After receiving Wang Chu's confirmed reply, Long Shute asked him to return to France and go to the Metz club to go through the relevant procedures, and the unknown Krom Liu was also sent to help.

Passing away the light bulb, Ronshette thought that the next step would be for him and Emma's personal time, but the third group of visitors immediately knocked on the door.

There was only one person who came:

Marco van Basten.

Emma didn't know the middle-aged uncle who looked a little handsome - she didn't pay attention to what her boyfriend's head coach looked like in the previous game - so she almost took it upon herself to kick the white swan out......

Long Shute had no choice but to comfort his girlfriend: "You go back first, how about picking me up tomorrow and being discharged from the hospital?" ”

"Looks like that's the way it is......" Emma shrugged, then leaned down and pouted at her boyfriend.

The little witch who had been carefully groomed looked crystal clear and blown, and her red lips were as delicate as flames and flowers, and Long Shute had just taken her in his mouth, and before he could taste it repeatedly, an alarm signal came from the wound on his right leg......

He couldn't help but frown and kicked out the annoying little goblin.

"I've always underestimated you, boy."

Van Basten watched the disgruntled little princess of England walk out of the room, and then sat down with a smile.

Long Shute wiped the sweat from his forehead:

"Oh, spare me, if you're here to inquire about some gossip too...... Then you can ask Dennis, they just came, and I really don't want to say it again...... Eat a piece? ”

He handed over the unpeeled apple that Emma had just cut for himself.

"Oh, I'm not such a gossip person."

Van Basten shook his head slightly:

"I'm just coming to see you because I've decided to quit in a week."

"You...... Are you kidding? It's only May 31st......"

Ronshette was so surprised that he almost knocked over the plate.

But Van Basten's expression was serious:

"It's not a joke, it's not a decision made on a whim. I've been thinking about it for a whole season and I've been talking to the club and when I get back to Amsterdam they'll announce that Frank de Boer will be my successor......"

Debor?

Long Shute nodded.

This is also a famous legend in Ajax and Dutch football, and in the future world that he can foresee, his team results can be said to be the best Van Basten......

"I'm afraid this news shocked the whole of Europe, right? Even more shocking than my relationship with Emma......"

Long Shute even hacked himself.

"It may be shocking, but it's certainly not as good as you, you're big news beyond sports......"

Van Basten smiled, then pointed to his chest:

"You know what? When I made my decision, I could feel that the place was a lot lighter. ”

'I can understand that the pressure on your shoulders has been very high for the last few years, although it has been going well in the league, but in the Champions League it seems that our signing has not been ideal, hahaha......

Long Shute laughed as he spoke.

Van Basten was laughing too, and although there was some self-deprecation, he could really relax now.

Then he looked at his disciple, "Can I ask you a question?" ”

His disciple shrugged: "Dear Marko, as long as it is not gossip about my personal feelings, there are no secrets between us. ”

Van Basten smiled and asked: "Luis has decided to go to Liverpool, what about you?" Will you still stay in the Netherlands? ”

'I'll do it unless there's no invitation from the club, Marko.' Ronshette answered his question very honestly, "Although it is a bit embarrassing for the fans to say that, it doesn't mean much for me to stay at Ajax......

"I understand, I support it," Van Basten nodded, "If there is really no team willing to buy you, I can recommend you to Berlusconi, and Dennis can also recommend you to Arsene Wenger, remember to call us then, don't be embarrassed." ”

"I'm sorry, I don't remember being embarrassed in front of you, Marko." Ronshit laughed again.

-

Van Basten's resignation, while somewhat unexpected, is not unacceptable.

He has led the team to prove himself, he has tasted the taste of the peak, and the rapid retreat is the most correct choice.

The next season, when Suarez and Lonshette leave together, Ajax will be a step back in the face of the previous treble, regardless of what they achieve.

Think about Rijkaard, an old friend who once created the Dream II Dynasty and one of the Three Musketeers, because there was no way to rekindle the fighting spirit of those locker room bigwigs, Barcelona's results plummeted, and the "black swan" left gloomily.

Van Basten doesn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, preferring to leave in style at the brightest moments.

Isn't it very stylish to leave only the back of a legend in world football?

-

Van Basten left in style, leaving Ronshit in a clean room.

But the nurse in charge of taking care of him poked her head out: "There's a gentleman named Steve Raleigh who wants to visit you......"

"A man named Lori?"

Long Shute shook his head: "I don't know this person......"

The nurse added with some hesitation: "He said...... He is the head of scouting at Arsenal FC. ”

-

More than ten minutes later, a big fat man with a height of more than 190 and a weight of definitely more than 190 walked into the ward.

Long Shute's eyes showed his basic information for the first time.

The 42-year-old Steve Raleigh is almost at full value in judging the potential of young players, and indeed deserves the position of Arsenal's chief scout.

"I'm sorry, I was going to get in touch with you through your agent, but Mr Guardiola told me you just ......"

The big fat man Raleigh first apologized, and then said straight to the point:

"Arsène Wenger has commissioned me to come and meet you, Mr. Long."