80_80813 "Neymar is such a gem! ”

In the stand of the chairman of the Sun Life Stadium, Florentino praised with a smile.

After two seasons of experience in English and European football, Neymar has clearly adapted to the European professional leagues.

His body still looked a little thin, but not as weak as before.

And his style of play is not as fancy as it was in Brazil, and he is still very entertaining to watch, but also practical and deadly.

It's like playing Alba's feint just now, suddenly, Alba didn't react at all, he was directly deceived by him, and the volley that followed, the footwork was very good, the angle was very tricky, and the goalkeeper Valdés couldn't save it at all.

"Who's to say it isn't?" Russell was also convinced.

As the president and owner of the club, they sit in the stands, no longer obsessed with the team's wins and losses in a game, they are more in control of the overall situation.

"Mr. Yang Huan, now there is almost a month left before the end of the transfer, why don't you sell Neymar to us Barcelona?" Russell suddenly got up and asked.

He knows that Neymar's sponsor is the same as Barcelona, both Nike.

Although the training center in Southampton is sponsored by Nike, the jersey sponsor is Adidas.

If Barcelona can bring in Neymar, they will definitely get a lot of support from Nike.

Who knows, as soon as he said this, Florentino beside him was eyelid-jumping, his face was a little unbearable, and he coughed heavily, "Sandro, about Neymar, I have already talked to Mr. Yang Huan." ”

"You've talked about it?" Russell was taken aback.

Why hasn't the outside media broken the news?

"Got a result?" Russell hurriedly looked at Yang Huan and asked.

Florentino was a little embarrassed and smiled, "Not yet, but it's going well!" ”

The subtext of this sentence is to say, Lao Luo, I'm eyeing this player, don't rob me, if you want to bring in reinforcements, find someone else, right? There are so many famous stars in European football, why bother with Neymar?

When Russell heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Florentino's strength, he is clear, this Spanish tycoon is not only rich, but also quite sharp, quite strong, there are almost no players he can't take.

Can you think about it, in today's football, the superstar belongs to Cristiano? Ronaldo, Messi and Ibrahimovic, the latter is obviously old and has a previous relationship, and it is impossible to have anything to do with Barcelona.

Last season, Barcelona was in a slump and Pep Guardiola left, and the whole team was under pressure, especially Russell.

All Barcelona fans around the world are comparing Laporta to Rosell.

Therefore, Russell is also eager to resolve the crisis he is currently facing.

Bringing in superstars has undoubtedly become the best way to do this.

Didn't you see that after bringing in Cesc Fabregas last summer, Rosell's approval rating increased significantly?

From the current point of view, the most promising person to become the next superstar is Neymar!

Just ask, how can you give it to Real Madrid lightly?

"Hey, Florentino, haven't you yet negotiated? We still have a chance, don't we? ”

Florentino's face froze, oops, Russell, this kid wants to rob me?

"Sandro, you have to be clear, Neymar's value is not low, you just brought in Alexander? Song and Alba, do they still have the money to run this transfer? ”

Russell smiled slightly, "Of course, we have a surplus every year from the Grand Slam to the present, and we have never worried about this problem. ”

"Really? But how did I hear that you Barcelona went into debt last year because of your high salary? ”

Russell is also on fire this time, "That's an ignorant reporter talking nonsense, anyway, as long as we buy it, we can afford to pay the transfer fee!" ”

Florentino didn't expect that Russell would be so tough.

This guy has stiff wings and wants to counterattack!

"Okay, since that's the case, then we don't need to say more, let's rely on our own abilities!"

As he spoke, Florentino turned his head to look at Yang Huan.

"Mr. Yang Huan, I will solemnly make an offer to you now, we are willing to introduce Neymar at a price of 50 million euros!"

Fifty million euros?

Considering that Real Madrid only spent more than 20 million on the introduction of Neymar two years ago, and now it has doubled, not bad!

But as soon as Florentino's words fell, Russell was not convinced.

"We are willing to bring in Neymar for 55 million euros!"

Florentino's eyes opened, okay, a little backbone!

"Sixty million euros!" Florentino was also angry.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that this guy Russell is not a good bird, maybe this kid wants to be the second Laporta!

Florentino is the president of Real Madrid, but he knows better than anyone that if Barcelona has another president like Laporta, the threat to Real Madrid will be too great.

"Sixty-five million euros!" Russell also got angry, and glared at Florentino not to be outdone.

Florentino's heart was on fire, "Seventy million euros!" With that, he glared back.

Russell is a little out of breath now, 70 million euros?

Boy, how much does this have to be?

But it's all on this, can I get back?

Besides, if Barcelona fans know that they lost to Real Madrid in Neymar's transfer, wouldn't they, the president of Barcelona, be disgraced?

Thinking of this, Russell wanted to make another bid.

At this time, Yang Huan, who had not made a sound, coughed heavily, his expression a little depressed.

"I said two, when I'm dead?"

Russell and Florentino were stunned, what does Young Master Huan mean?

But Yang Huan didn't care about the thoughts of the two, and directly threw out a sentence.

"Neymar doesn't sell!"

Both Florentino and Russell were dumbfounded.

Seventy million euros?

Still not on sale?

Yang Huan didn't care what they were thinking, he just said his own words.

"We Southampton have just been promoted to the Premier League this season, so it's time to show our strengths, so don't come and dig into my corner at this time, otherwise, we won't even have to be friends!"

Now Young Master Huan's attitude is obvious.

Now is the critical moment for Southampton to gain a foothold in the Premier League, whoever wants to poach at this time and shake the heart of our army, I will turn my face with whom, and at that time, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people.

It really makes Lao Tzu unhappy, I'll dig your corner in turn to see who has more money!

Rao is Real Madrid and Barcelona are both memberships, but Florentino and Rosell still can't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, if they really want to fight for rich, they will definitely lose!

Who made Young Master Huan not bad for money?

But both of them are smart people, and they immediately captured the subtext of Young Master Huan.

Southampton haven't established themselves in the Premier League yet, so Neymar doesn't sell.

But once Southampton has a foothold, then Neymar can be sold!

So, they couldn't help but laugh again, as if they saw a glimmer of hope.

At this moment, a cry suddenly remembered in the stadium.

It turned out to be an attack from Barcelona that broke into the Southampton penalty area.

But immediately after, Messi's shot hit Varane, flew out of the penalty area and landed on the left.

As soon as Southampton left-back Alaba received the ball, the Barcelona players pressed on.

As a last resort, Alaba saw Modric pull to the left to pick up and immediately passed the ball forward along the left touchline.

Luka Modric received the ball and Barcelona right-back Alves got close quickly.

But the Croatian didn't wait for Alves to get close, and directly plugged the ball from Alves's side to Gareth, who was sticking to the left touchline in front? Bell's feet.

Gareth? Bale catches the ball, faces Puyol, and suddenly kicks the ball forward with a big kick.

The move immediately took everyone by surprise, especially Puyol.

But the Barcelona centre-back, experienced and immediately realised that Gareth? What is Bell going to do.

This is to want to divide the ball!

Ah, it's frustrating enough for Lao Tzu to meet a perverted high school striker Ibrahimovic, you fledgling boy, you want to get the ball from me?

Do you think Lao Tzu is easy to bully?

Or do you think I'm too old to be useful?

To say that Puyol is also smart, he sees Gareth? After Bale kicked the ball forward, his first reaction was not to turn around and catch it.

Because he knows very well that his speed is not as fast as Gareth? Bel.

On the contrary, he bullied Gareth for the first time? Bell's body, forcing him to the sideline.

Puyol's calculation is very clear, I am not as fast as you, but I can not let you catch the ball.

Behind him, Alves is also chasing back quickly, as long as Puyol stops Gareth? Bale, the ball fell to the Barcelona players.

Can Gareth? Bell was so fast, too fast to be true.

After he was forced to the left sideline by Puyol, he was in a hurry, and the whole person simply rushed out of the left sideline, and then bypassed Puyol, and overtook in another corner, and this time it was faster and more shocking!

When everyone in the Sun Life Stadium saw it, Gareth? When Bale rushed out of the white line of the pitch, bypassed Puyol, and then rushed back to the pitch, heading straight for the ball, countless fans involuntarily stood up.

Everyone watched in amazement at what happened on the court.

Gareth? Bell is as fast as lightning, too fast!

Unbelievably fast!

And what's even more incredible is that he actually succeeded!

Just see Gareth? Bale grabbed ahead of Puyol and Alves, grabbed the ball first, and then stepped into the penalty area with a big foot, and the whole process did not slow down at all.

Puyol and Alves were all taken by Gareth? Bell was left behind, and the Welshman flew faster, faster and faster......

Especially the moment he entered the big forbidden area, he flew!

Barcelona's goalkeeper sees no teammate left to stop Gareth? Bale's furious rush resolutely gave up the goal and rushed to the left corner of the small penalty area.

And at this time, Gareth? Bell is just there!

The two made eye contact, and the Welshman made a feint to sink his shoulder to the right, and Valdés immediately flew to his left side.

That's Gareth? Bale's right side, in the middle of the goal.

Can Gareth? Bale smashed the ball with his right foot, and it rolled past Valdés and towards the left side of the goal.

The Barcelona goalkeeper had lost his centre of gravity, but his eyes were fixed on the ball spinning violently.

At this moment, as he prayed, how much he wished, the ball was out of control, and it was better to get out of the baseline.

But it's a pity that before the ball lost control, Gareth? Bell adjusted his body and pushed forward with the inside of his left foot.

The ball turned in one direction and went straight into the bottom of Barcelona's net!

Everyone watched this scene in amazement!

It's so fast, it's unimaginably fast!

If it weren't for the ball beating at the bottom of the net, I believe countless people would have suspected that they were dreaming just now!

A crisp and somewhat piercing whistle sounded!

Beep!

The goal works!!

Two-to-!!。