Chapter 68: The Great God of Profession

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"I'm X, this kid is so crazy, I have to find someone to fix him!"

Anelka couldn't help but shout after just a few glasses of wine.

Tonight's party is no longer a duo of him and Petit, Claude, Wiltord, Grimandi, and of course, a group of princesses in the private room, who toss the huge box very lively. In fact, Vieira was also invited, but for well-known reasons he did not show up.

So many people come together to celebrate, naturally.

The French Gang has rarely had a time to raise their eyebrows since Youmo's arrival, and this big victory is not watery to say that it is a victory for the French. Even if the post-game turmoil affected the mood of some people, it could not dispel their desire to come out to party.

In fact, strictly speaking, Petit's provocation can be regarded as achieving its goal, although it has lost some grace and damaged some image, but in the next two games, and even all the future games in which Youmo participates, everyone will raise the bar to see if he is consistent in his words and deeds.

Every team is like this, no matter what the atmosphere is, the guy who speaks crazy will never have a good relationship. Especially since this guy has already offended the French, and at the same time has annoyed the English with his insulting words. Now that the matter had come out, both the French and the English thought that no one but Ljungberg would be willing to help him.

"Oh, boss, that guy isn't having a good time, you should be magnanimous this time, don't worry about him." The smile on Wiltord's face was reluctant, and his words lacked some confidence.

This guy quickly swayed after You Mo offended the two major forces at the same time, in terms of interests, he felt that he should draw a clear line, and in terms of conscience, he felt that he owed something, so he couldn't do it.

"Sylvain, if you speak for that guy again. We won't think about you in the future! Grimandi looked disdainful, and his voice was a little cold.

For this old man, the appearance of You Mo further compressed his already small playing time, and now he can't even make the 18-man squad, so it is normal to have some thoughts of getting rid of it.

"What do you mean, boss?" Anelka ignored the two guys and kept his eyes on Petit.

"Me. I really don't hold a grudge against him because of the events of the afternoon. Petit shook his head as he spoke, with a look of regret, and suddenly changed his face after speaking, frowning, "But, the water that was spilled out of his words, he himself said that he would decide the distribution of his physical strength according to the different opponents, and if he said it so nicely and couldn't do it, everyone saw it." ā€

Listened to this. Anelka was a little mad.

Boss, we're asking if you want to find someone to fix him, what's the point of you just picking up these old sesame seeds and rotten grains?

"Boss, do you want to find someone to ......?"

As soon as Anelka spoke, she was stopped by Claude on the side.

"Ahem, I said, how big is it, and you still need to find someone else to deal with him?"

"Yes. I think he's so sad at this level! Wiltord quickly agreed, and glanced at Claude suspiciously.

This guy who eats people and doesn't spit out bones. Won't it ......

"What Sylvain said is not unreasonable, so let's do it, after these two games, we will make a decision depending on the situation." Petit looked proud, raised his glass and touched one with Claude, "It's still Nikolai's big brother who has a point." We really don't need to use those means to deal with such a little guy. By the way, how is the transfer thing going? ā€

"Our family Nikolai is now at the top of the scorer charts, scoring five goals in the last four games, which big club is not eye-catching? Real Madrid started to be angry, and now it's not obediently out to 20 million pounds! Claude's cowhide blew with a bang. Suddenly, he lowered his voice again: "I heard that Barcelona is interested in you, is there such a thing?" ā€

Petit took a breath of cold air, glanced around, and her voice was slightly dissatisfied, "Normal contact, just normal contact." Transfers are just the most basic stage of the process, and it's too early to tell. ā€

"Huh? The boss is also going to transfer? Wiltord had just reacted, and he said in a hurry.

"Transfer your size, no one will be dumb if you don't speak!" Petit was annoyed, and turned her head to glare at the object.

"Really?" Grimandi suppressed the joy in his tone and marveled.

He's Petit's standard spare tire, is that a sign that he's going to get on the top?

"Oh, it's a big deal, the boss can leave if you want, you don't have to care what others say. I'll leave with the boss, Sylvain, Gilles, you take the opportunity to put on a good show, there's no need to stay in this broken club! Anelka was a little unimpressed, and his tone was all sorts of old-fashioned.

"Alas, the boss treats me well, this just won a few championships and left, it is a little ......" Petit was a little more steady, looking left and right.

"You don't think this team has any hope of winning the Champions League, do you? Or, in the most golden stage of your career, you don't want to raise your value through transfers? Claude saw at a glance that the other party was careful, so he stopped beating around the bush.

"Why don't you want to win the Champions League?" Wiltord jumped out at the right time to steal the show.

"yes, why?" Grimandi frowned when he finished asking, and glared at the show-stealing guy with an unkind face.

"Why?" Claude decisively sold the guanzi, picked up the wine in his hand and shook it, but he didn't see the next move.

"If I don't leave the winter window, I won't be able to get it?" Anelka looked unconvinced, and did not forget to give an example, "No one was optimistic about us last season, and in the end, we didn't use two champions to slap them in the face!" ā€

"Hey, hey, smack!" Wiltord didn't have the consciousness of a supporting role, and moved his hand as he spoke, and gently patted the plump buttocks of a bewitching woman next to him a few times.

The whispers immediately sounded, and the hormones in the air quickly began to secrete.

"Sylvain, you old pervert!" Grimandi glared hatefully at the Mediterranean, and busily hugged the woman she had been in love with for a long time.

"Hey, you two guys get out of here, get down to business!" Anelka's face was impatient, and his tone was also full of hatred, "Boss." Look at these two guys' worthlessness! Do you think this Arsenal team will not win the Champions League at the moment? ā€

"I think it's very unlikely this season." Petit squinted his eyes and looked Crowder up and down, wondering in his heart, "In the future, if you want to build a stadium, the possibility will be even smaller." ā€

"I don't care about the future. How sure are you this season, don't you think? Anelka lost his patience and asked.

"I think it's good to hear what your eldest brother thinks." Petit spread his hand and pointed at Claude.

"Him?" Anelka looked disapproving.

"Onlookers, don't underestimate your eldest brother's eyesight." Petit decisively picked up the stinky foot.

Claude saw that the time was ripe, so he stopped selling off.

"It's just a football game, there's always something possible. But zoom in to a few, a dozen, dozens. The pattern comes out. Winning is on offense, champions are on defense, and no team can have the last laugh when it's top-heavy. ā€

'You've got a good team attacking and you've defended well, but that's at the level of the Premier League. When it comes to the top battlefields in Europe, especially in the knockout rounds of the Champions League, one or two beautiful games once in a while are simply not enough to win the title. Only solid defense, continuous and stable play. to have the last laugh! ā€

"If you can continue last season, you're about 30 percent sure you'll win the European Cup. But you know better than me what the team looks like now. The problem of the defense line is obvious to everyone. Do you think your offense is strong enough to make up for the loss of He-Man's declining form? ā€

As soon as the words fell, the large room fell silent, and the four listeners had different expressions.

The surprise on Petit's face couldn't be hidden, and the one in her heart was even worse.

In fact, he has thought of such a conclusion, but because of the double championship and the confidence brought by the World Cup winner, there is there. So he's not been sure. The fact that this guy who had only reached the amateur level in his playing days was so accurate made him surprised and felt that he needed to re-examine the energy of the agent profession.

It is impossible for any player to adapt to all circumstances, and if he has been mistreated, ignored and misunderstood in his short career. There is hardly any suspense in the final ending!

The impact of a great agent on a professional player is undeniable, and it's not an exaggeration to say that he is a hero behind the scenes. Anelka was brought to Arsenal by Arsene Wenger for a measly £500,000 transfer fee, which is said to be the result of Claude's rumors behind his back.

The value has increased by 40 times in two years, and this exaggerated effect is obviously not only due to the strength of the players.

The expression on Anelka's face was even more complicated.

Although he and Claude use each other a lot, the two are brothers after all, and there is no such thing as an overnight feud. And he's only 19 years old now, maybe the guy who is 10 years older than him is really thinking about him in the long run?

Arsenal is not ready to stay, if not to go to Real Madrid, Serie A is the best choice. But let's be honest, there is no shortage of strikers in the top teams of Serie A. When the guy in the year of the fight grabs a handful, who is willing to spend a lot of money and risk to buy a future superstar?

Grimindy is still basking in the joy of his imminent ascension, and is temporarily unconcerned about whether the team will win the Champions League. Wiltord obviously doesn't have any big ambitions in the short term, and he is more concerned about the future of the team than the future of the team. However, because the two big brothers-level characters both looked contemplative, the two younger brothers naturally didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so they also thought deeply.

"Well, folks, are you more clear about your plans for the future?"

Claude was very satisfied with his performance in shocking the audience, and before the audience came to their senses, he opened his mouth to take a roll call, "Sylvain, although you have been doing well recently, but Overmars is about to come back, is there any way to deal with it?" ā€

Wiltord has been worrying about this lately.

Anelka's position was his main target, but the reality is ruthless, he can't play the rush effect in a quick counterattack without speed, he can't support the fulcrum in the front court without his body, and he can't dominate the penalty area without a header. In addition, the two positions he is best at, left midfielder and shadow striker, are positions that have always been held by bigwigs in the team, and he has no chance of winning if he really relies on his strength to compete!

"There's nothing you can do about it, Brother Claude, can you help me with an idea?" Wiltord is not very emotionally intelligent, but his brain is not stupid, and the above wonderful speech obviously contains a considerable level of football tactics, which he believes he cannot reach.

"You are characterized by good ball skills, but the disadvantage is that your physical condition is mediocre, so don't think about the errand of doing dirty work like the fulcrum in the front court."

After Claude finished speaking, everyone around nodded their heads, so the guy continued to strike while the iron was hot.

"Defending isn't something you're good at, so don't try to be there in defense. Don't be tied down by your position on the pitch, look for opportunities to get involved in the attack, and as long as you give your best every time in attack, no one will blame you for not defending well. And the more offensive opportunities there are, the greater the possibility of scoring goals, as long as there are goals, who are you afraid of stealing your position? ā€

"What about me, help me take a look!" Grimandi couldn't hold his breath and asked busily after listening.

"Well, you don't have many opportunities to play, and my advice may be limited." Claude pretended to be modest, and continued to say, "Your characteristics are relatively close to Emmanuel, the advantage is that you are young, you can run and collide, and the disadvantage is that you lack experience and play unreasonably. ā€

"Yes yes, you go on!"

'You're going to be big and you're going to foul a lot, so you've got to be smarter on defense and try to be on the edge of the box. At other times, even if you want to foul, try to use some covert means when the two sides are relatively close. The referee is not a god, you always put pressure on him with an innocent face, and you can't take out the cards that should be given. On top of that, Arsene Wenger likes players with a strong sense of attack, so don't skimp on your strength and push up even if you don't have a chance! ā€

The two small characters were satisfied, and the two big guys were obviously a little uncontrollable.

These two obviously didn't need to ask the god about how to compete.

"Real Madrid's results have been very inconsistent in recent years, you can tell me what the reason is." Anelka's tone was slightly hesitant.

"Real Madrid's problem is instability at the top. They are a members-only club, and the preferences of the fans can pretty much everything. For any president to sit firmly, the most effective way to bring in big-name players is to keep bringing in big-name players. You are all experts, and you should understand the consequences of a team having too many offensive players and becoming more famous than the other, right? ā€

As soon as Claude finished speaking, Petit took the lead and applauded.

Good for a while.

"Wonderful, indeed wonderful, then I'll join in the fun. Barcelona has a good domestic record in recent years, but in the Champions League, except for the 0:4 defeat to AC Milan in 94, until now, it has not reached the final......"

"There will always be a period of slump after a dynasty and Barcelona haven't played the European Cup since '92. Now, six years later, the team has gradually come out of the trough. Van Gaal brought a lot of Dutch elements to the team after he took over in '97, further strengthening the team's technical and tactical style. However, every team needs to run in in this situation, and now that the time has passed almost two years, it is the best time to produce results! ā€

"So ......"

"Next summer, most of the clubs will let Nicola go in the winter window, and I am afraid that one more will not let go."

"Then I'll leave it to you?"

"No problem!" (To be continued.) )