Graziano Pelle is now angry because just a minute ago he received a call from his agent Pantaleo Corvino. On the early call, Corvino told him that the club was going to loan him out and to a Class B team.

"What a joke! Team B? In the eyes of that idiot, I am a striker at the level of Class B? Pantaleo, tell Meli, I will not accept the club's arrangements for me, I will stay in Parma and prove my ability to show him! I will use my goal to swell his face! Then I will leave the club and I will not waste my talents on that idiot!"

Corvino on the other end of the phone heard Pelle say this. Although Pelle was not in front of him, he still took the phone away and rolled his eyes.

But when he took the phone back to his mouth, his voice was very gentle: "Graziano, I think you should accept this arrangement..."

"What? I heard it right, Pantaleo, did you actually suggest me to accept this decision? I wonder if you are my agent... By the way, that idiot Meli didn't force you to call me with a gun?"

This time, Corvino rolled his eyes before he even took off his phone. Although he had been working with Pelle for many years, sometimes he still couldn't stand the character of his player.

"Of course, Mr. Manager didn't do this..."

"That idiot is a little brainy... Hey, but why do you want Pantaleo to recommend me to accept the decision to go to the second-tier team on loan? Do you have the same view as the club? I have to say, Pantaleo, you disappoint me too much! You know, I was a genius who almost went to Real Madrid, how could I play in the second-tier football... Speaking of which, Pantaleo told me not to go to Real Madrid, but if I didn't listen to you at the beginning, maybe I am now the Real Madrid superstar Pelle..."

Corvino finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Okay, Graziano! Don't mention Real Madrid. If I didn't help you reject Real Madrid, do you know what you would be like? Do you think Real Madrid's competition is playing house? And what was interested in you at that time was Real Madrid's reserve team Castilla. Castilla and Real Madrid are different. You are very likely to not be in the first team until the contract ends! Put aside your unreasonable confidence, use your own brain to think about it, is I right?"

He was talking about an old story in 2005. Pelle was still playing football in Lecce. Real Madrid offered Pelle a transfer fee of 4 million euros. Corvino was Lecce's manager at the time.

Pelle performed well in Lecce's youth team, helping the team win two Italian Youth League championships and one Italian Youth Super Cup. But Corvino does not think going to Real Madrid is a good thing for Pelle, a young man who is only 20 years old. Even if he goes to the reserve team Castilla, it will be difficult to make a comeback.

So he refused Real Madrid's offer to Lecce as manager Lecce.

Real Madrid never gave a second offer, which seemed to prove that Real Madrid itself probably did not attach much importance to Pelle. They might just want to just give it a chance. Anyway, Real Madrid was really chaotic during that period...

However, Pelle himself has always been proud of his interest in Real Madrid and boasted everywhere.

After being taught a lesson by Corvino, Pelle became much quieter and no longer as noisy as before. He asked carefully: "Then why did Pantaleo, you want me to accept the club's loan decision?"

Corvino sighed. In addition to bragging, Pelle is still a good guy. He also hopes that Pelle can really make a name for himself in professional football. So he explained to Pelle patiently: "Of course I don't think you are a striker at the level of the second division, but you can really get back in the second division. In the first half of the season, you got ten opportunities in Parma, eight of which were starters. Such appearances are not small, but you only scored two goals..."

Hearing Corvino say this, Pelle quickly defended himself: "If it weren't for that damn injury that made me miss four games and interrupted my hot state, my performance was much more than that..."

Corvino knew what Pelle called "hot state" was - he scored his first goal for Parma in the third round of the Italian Cup at the end of August, and then scored his second goal in the second round of the league on September 18, but he was injured and missed four games. After returning from injury, he never scored for the team again.

He didn't want to expose Pelle's habitual bragging - these two goals were almost a month apart, which was not considered "hot in any case" - he knew Pelle's faults. Although he seemed to like bragging, he was actually sensitive and inferior in his heart, and could only use bragging to numb himself. After all, his previous career was really hard to be considered successful. Sometimes he actually sympathized with this poor child...

"Anyway, if you continue to stay in Parma, it will be difficult for you to compete with Jovenko with such performance. Moreover, Flokari has scored consecutive goals in the last two rounds of the league, and his position in the head coach is now higher than you. I can foresee that your playing time in the second half of the season will definitely not be as much as the first half of the season. Instead of staying here and sitting on the bench, it is better to go to a team that can play. And we all agree that the level of the second half of the league is not as good as that of the first half of the season, right?"

"Of course, how can Class B be compared with Class A?" Pelle snorted, his words full of disdain for Class B's level. In his opinion, it was a completely unskilled league with no technical content.

"Since the level of the B-level league is not as good as the A-level league, does that mean you can get more opportunities to play and score more goals in the B-level league? You should know that the B-level league depends more on your body, but isn't a strong body the right one? "

Corvino's temptation made Pelle stunned. He felt that what his agent said made a lot of sense! With my level, can't I still kill all the people in the place where the rough brothers in the second division?

"Ha! Hell, Pantaleo, I'm convinced by you again! You can always find the key to the problem to the point! It's great to be my agent!" Pelle seemed to have regained confidence.

"Of course, you know what the outside world calls me..."

"'The Founder of the Florence Revival'! This nickname is so cool! By the way, which team will I conquer?"

Corvino automatically ignores Pelle's boastfulness: "Sampdoria."

"What? Is Sampdoria actually in the second division?" Pelle was a little surprised.

"Did you meet them in this season's First League?"

Pelle frowned and thought for a while: "It seems that there is really no..."

Corvino said angrily: "They were relegated last season! Of course, this season can only play in the second division... You don't care too much about other teams!"

"You said it was other teams, why should I care about it..." Pelle muttered aggrievedly. "Okay, I will bring them back to Class A. Such a great team should not sink into the Class B!"

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After hanging up the phone, Corvino sighed. In fact, many of the things he had persuaded Pelle just now were simply nonsense. He didn't know whether Pelle could perform well when he went to the second division with a lower level. He didn't know whether Sampdoria's loan to Pelle can guarantee Pelle's playing time. To be honest, with Pelle's pitiful performance in Pelle in Parma, he was not as optimistic as Pelle.

But he couldn't tell Pelle what he was thinking, otherwise the boy would be even more reluctant to be rented.

He wasn't sure if going to Sampdoria would be beneficial to Pelle, but he knew very well that it would be absolutely no good for Pelle if he continued to stay in Palma.

Maybe if you change the place, Pelle will really find the state and gain confidence...

Hope this is the case.

He hopes that the talented young man who was once highly anticipated in Lecce youth team can truly become a successful professional player and gain real confidence, rather than relying on bragging to maintain his pitiful self-esteem...

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Pelle sighed while lowering the phone, but it was not for the purpose of being rented to Sampdoria. His eyes were staring at a photo on the computer screen. The blonde beauty in the photo was wearing ordinary casual clothes, but she could not hide her outstanding appearance and convex figure.

Pelle only felt that every time he looked at the blonde beauty in this photo, his heart would irresistibly start to pound wildly.

He discovered the sexy goddess named Varga through his friend's Facebook account a month ago, because his friend and this goddess are also friends.

This made Pelle very excited.

So he tried to interact with the goddess on Facebook, but he didn't expect that he left a message to the goddess for a month, but never received a response from the goddess.

This made Pelle, who always believed that he was very charming, very disappointed.
Chapter completed!