The San Remo players rushed towards Lu Yang in surprise.

“goal!”

"Two to one! San Remo is leading again!"

"Lu Yang killed the game, the final kill, this is definitely a final kill!"

"After losing the starting right winger, San Remo stubbornly won a victory."

"Lu Yang continues to carry the team forward!"

"He can do everything!"

"Oh, we saw the referee show Grosser's midfielder No. 6 with a yellow card. His pulling move just now was definitely a foul."

"Lu Yang did not immediately fall and ask for a set piece with an excellent position, so he chose to persist in breaking through."

"Facts have proved that Lu Yang's choice was correct!"

"A tough guy will never fall down at will, even if he is really violated."

"Lu Yang is a good person!"

"San Remo, keep going!"

...

In the office of the team chairman.

The match between San Remo vs. Grosser is being played back.

But this is not a celebration banquet.

It was a high-level meeting with a serious atmosphere.

Those participating in the meeting included the team's head coach Sotu, the team's first meritorious assistant coach Tom, the team's chairman, Mr. Russell, and the team's new sports director, Mr. Scott.

The latter has just recently announced his position and has been Russell's behind the scenes.

"We can see how accidental this goal is. Although Lu scored, how long can such a embarrassed goal last?" Scott commented on Lu Yang's manual slewing.

It seems that he didn't score high.

"Is that so? Don't you know that most of Lu Yang's goals are incredible? He has the ability to create miracles all the time." Old Tom retorted.

Scott smiled slightly: "Of course I know, but that's the past. No miracle can last, otherwise why is miracles called miracles? In the world football world, no player can maintain this kind of fairy ball play for a long time, even in a way that damages the overall offensiveness of the team!"

Sotu stared at Scott, his pupils contracted infinitely, and he hated this guy a little now.

Because this person actually said in tea words that Lu Yang's goal appeared in a way that harmed the team.

This is simply ridiculous for anyone who has seen all the San Remo games in Luyang.

Without Lu Yang, San Remo's purpose in Si C may be to relegate!

No, San Remo may be concerned about Ding this season!

But you have to deny that looking at Lu Yang's data and one or two games, some seemingly professionals can really conclude that Lu Yang's playing style is hurting the team.

This is not contradictory, because the two obtain different valid information.

Those who believed that Lu Yang hurt the team just ignored some important influencing factors intentionally or unintentionally.

Sotu had to admit that he had changed his mind about Scott.

He thought Scott didn't understand football at all.

But now he found that Scott understood very well.

Only those who truly understand the ball can deliberately ignore some important factors and deliberately belittle or over-pologize a player.

This is called professionalism.

"Lu Yang will not hurt Saint Remo, but the premise is that Saint Remo will not hurt Lu Yang. He is a player with a strong sense of territory and is willing to give his everything for his home. But the premise is that this is his home." Sotu spoke.

Scott retorted: "But San Remo is not his homeland, he is just a San Remo player, that's all."

Suotu blew his eyes: "Do you really think so? Are you sure you can be responsible for your words?"

Sotu said, looking at Russell.

Russell stood up in time to act as a peacemaker: "How could it be that Saint Remo will always be Lu Yang's home, as long as he is willing. We are not going to accuse Lu Yang. Scott, Lu Yang did everything he could for Saint Remo, and he should not admit any criticism, especially within us!"

"I'm a little more radical, and I'm willing to apologize for what I just said." Scott was like a ball of cotton, after testing the bottom line of the search map, he obediently slipped away again.

"Of course, Sotu, our forward players are in bad shape, and Lu Yang takes on more responsibilities and runs than them. We cannot lose Lu! So, we must bring him a player who can help him share the pressure!" Russell said to the center of today's conversation, "If there is a player who can hold the ball in the frontcourt to attract firepower, then Lu will play more easily."

"He is only seventeen years old and his body needs to be relaxed."

I wanted to speak but stopped.

The physical constitution of people cannot be generalized. He understands this because he is so awesome.

But no such awesome person will never understand, and it will be useless to say it.

"Okay, we really need an excellent winger." Sotu reflected his professionalism. "I have inspected the Dutch Eredivisie and several young players in the Portuguese Super League. They all have good talents. They can form a healthy competition with Fernandez, which will be of great help to our future arriving and after the arriving..."

"Why do you have to be a young player or a veteran?" Scott asked. "Why aren't a star in his prime in his playing years? What we need is a more powerful forward player, a Beretley at his peak, rather than another Fernandez and Bayzami."

"Talent is just something that is said. Even if they are cultivated, can they play in Serie A?"

"What we want is a star winger who can become a Serie A star in the future!"

“Becilchi is our best choice!”

The picture is revealed!

Scott spoke out his candidate.

Sotu took a deep breath, and he wanted to tell Russell that Fernandez had trained well and had no problem in becoming the main player of the Serie A team.

He can even start with a weak Serie A team in the future.

Bayizami's upper limit is extremely high, and he will train him to grow into one of the world's top strikers in the future!

Please note that it is not the five ordinary league stars!

Instead, it refers to Best, Ancarelli, Perotta, Insitens, Super Bieber, Taji, Tesri, Sotu, Maniro, Maldivney, Izeret... Such superstars!

Of course, such words are too shocking and rashly speaking will only make people feel that they are not mature enough and unreliable enough.

So Sotu repeatedly bit his lips and stopped himself from sharing this view that Manelo also agreed with others.

"Becilci's real goal efficiency is not as high as it seems. I don't like him to become a Serie A star. If your goal is this, you should substitute him." Sotu spoke.

"Are you kidding?" Scott said, "He has scored sixteen goals this season, and he is more efficient than his Serie A star in Sittens! Sotu, you should look at Becherch fairly, although he may be a bit expensive."

Suotu was almost vomiting blood when he was so angry.

Have you heard of the expectations of goals?

Am I fucking unfair?

Am I fucking unprofessional?

When I was holding up the Hercules Cup for Italy, who were you taking advantage of?

Whose blood steamed buns are eaten?

What kind of shameless money should you make?

However, these advanced professional knowledge, Suotu, Maniro, Lu Yang and others, have not yet compiled a complete theory, so it is not convenient to propose it rashly.

Besides, Sotu didn't want Scott to know about such a core technology.

"Okay, but the locker room issue is something we have to consider." Sotu solemnly raised this question.

"You're over-thinking. Bechirchi won't be the captain of the team, he will give Rondo enough respect," Scott said.

"Are you kidding me? Who doesn't know that San Remo's locker room leader is Lu?" Sotu was very angry. Scott was clearly changing his concept.

"Is this true? Then I believe Lu won't be so stingy. As a leader, he should know how to be compatible with his new teammates." Scott changed his statement and said that it was reasonable for him to say anything.

"Okay, if there is a problem in this regard, I hope you can solve it yourself and don't bother me!" Sotu glanced at Russell and turned around and left.

He was angry!

Russell has never made any statement, which is itself a statement!

Russell has been filled with a ecstasy soup by Scott, like an ignorant girl who fell into a scumbag trap. The more people around her advise her, the more they can't get out. Only when she realizes that she has been deceived can you further wake her up.

During this period, the losses suffered were the price this girl had to pay for growing up.

This is an unsolvable question.

"Russell, I have never seen a player better than Lu. Miracle is an existence beyond common sense. There are always people who speculate on geniuses from the perspective of ordinary people, but they don't know that geniuses cannot be speculated thoroughly. No matter who you want to introduce, I only have one requirement, don't make Lu sad, otherwise we will regret it for the rest of our lives." Tom also turned around and left.

He and Russell are old friends.

Although Old Tom is just an assistant coach in the team, he really loves football and has contributed half of his life to football in his hometown.

Old Tom's son has been begging him to travel around the world, so he should not be the bullshit football assistant coach who has worked hard but has no results and has always made the old man's blood pressure soar.

Their family is not short of money.
To be continued...