Chapter 251 Armed to the Teeth

As soon as I entered the training building, I found many people gathered outside the research center of Dr. Howard Hamilton.

Yang Huan saw Charlene Laheri and Marcus Bowman of Adidas in the crowd, and immediately walked over.

Could it be that Dr. Howard Hamilton, on a whim, was pole dancing in it?

It's hard for Yang Huan to imagine that a bad old man still has this charm when he jumps on a pole.

It's good not to scare people away!

In fact, no one jumped the tube, but someone was running on a specially made treadmill.

Yang Huan could see at a glance that it was Harvey Martinez who had just arrived in the UK today and was undergoing a team medical examination.

Oddly enough, he was wearing a tight black training suit.

Is it the milk-burning artifact that Yang Huan just saw not long ago?

In the research center, in addition to Dr. Howard Hamilton and Dr. Marcus du Sartoy, as well as the staff of the research center, there are several other strangers who are gathering together and studying something.

On the wall in front of them, the 50-inch LCD screen was fast collecting the data of Harvey Martinez on the treadmill.

Due to the distance, it is difficult to see exactly what data is being collected.

"What?" Yang Huan stuck his head out from behind Charlene Laheri.

Charlene Laheri watched everything that happened in the research center attentively. To her, it was amazing.

She's visited so many football teams, but it's never happened to her.

The most advanced is Liverpool. They also collect players' data through a training suit and the like, but that can only be achieved through many other auxiliary means, and even detailed data can only be obtained after training.

But Southampton can now get real-time data, and the data is refreshed very quickly.

Sometimes it keeps refreshing within a second.

"It seems to be a new training suit." Charlene Laheri replied casually.

She didn't even look who it was.

His mind was full of attention to what was going on in the research center.

Even, she was thinking, what is the use of these data?

"Oh, it seems to be very powerful." Yang Huan stepped forward again.

A head almost wiped Charlene Laheri's face.

This suddenly made Charlene Laheri startled, she shrank her head in a conditioned reflex, and lost her voice: "What are you doing?"

When she saw that it was Yang Huan, her pretty face suddenly turned red.

"Look, why are you so nervous?"

Charlene Laheri still has some lingering fears. Just now, this bastard deliberately kept silent, as if he was going to... kiss me?

"This place is mine, and what you see is also mine. You can see it, but I can't?" Yang Huan said with great righteousness. Is there such a strange truth in the world?

Charlene Laheri secretly hated in her heart, you were clearly trying to take advantage of me, but you said it as if I was wrong.

But soon, her professional sense of being a reporter made her want to capture the inside story.

"Hey, what's that thing?" Charlene Laheri asked.

Not only him, but also Marcus Bowman looked concerned.

If it was just Southampton, he wouldn't pay so much attention, but Yang Huan often comes up with some incredible things, which may be another whim of his.

"You want to know?" Yang Huan asked with a smile.

Charlene Laheri nodded, "Yes."

"I..." Yang Huan deliberately hangs her appetite.

When her water-like eyes stared at Yang Huan, full of anticipation, he burst out laughing.

"...I won't tell you!"

Charlene Laheri was as mad as to give him a kick.

"That's our trade secret, understand? Can I tell you anything?"

After speaking, Yang Huan also separated from the crowd, walked to the door of the research center, and knocked lightly a few times.

Immediately, a staff member ran over to open the door and shouted, "Master Huan."

Suddenly, everyone in the research center looked over.

"Mr. Bowman, are you interested in coming in and have a look?" Yang Huan smiled and issued an invitation.

I still have a few things to help with Adidas.

Marcus Bowman looked at Charlene Laheri, and then looked around. Suddenly, he raised his head and narrowed his stomach.

We are the distinguished guests of Master Huan!

"OK."

Charlene Laheri panicked immediately, this guy did it on purpose.

But just when she was sulking, Yang Huan made a gesture of please at her with a smile on her face.

This guy is so hateful!

You know how to play tricks!

But being teased by Yang Huan, for some reason, his heart beat a little faster, and his face was hot.

"Remember, don't report it!" Yang Huan solemnly warned.

It's not that it's really a commercial secret, but Yang Huan doesn't want to be over-reported and interpreted by the media.

Charlene Laheri glanced at him, but nodded obediently in agreement.

"Master Huan."

As soon as Yang Huan walked inside, Howard Hamilton and others immediately greeted him.

Harvey? Martinez is off the treadmill.

The Spain international had a phone call with Yang Huan before, but it was the first time he saw a real person.

Originally, he thought that Young Master Huan was very young, but now that he met, he noticed that he was too young.

At the age of about 20 years old, he has done so many great things, it's amazing.

At first glance, Yang Huan changed his mind completely.

"This is the smart jersey?" Yang Huan looked at the training uniform on Harvey Martinez curiously.

"Yes!" A blond young man immediately stood out from the crowd and took the initiative to introduce Yang Huan.

"In addition to the intelligent constant temperature system, this training suit also has three fabric sensors that can collect multiple physiological indicators such as heart rate, breathing rate, breathing volume, and activity level."

Having said that, the young staff member showed the tablet in his hand again.

“Three fabric sensors can collect 42,000 pieces of data for us every minute and transmit it to the coaches’ handheld devices, such as laptops, iPads or smartphones in real time, and then use our software APP to calculate and Analyze this complex data to get the answers we want."

Charlene Laheri and Marcus Bowman were a little surprised.

With the emergence of smartphones and various smart devices, the use of sensors is also becoming more and more extensive.

Unexpectedly, Southampton even thought of using it on the jersey.

This is simply the rhythm of arming the Saints players to the teeth!

"How accurate is the detected data?" Marcus Bowman asked with concern.

The young man looked at Yang Huan and didn't seem to dare to answer Marcus Bowman's question easily.

After getting Yang Huan's nod, he replied.

"Because of the close-fitting relationship, the accuracy is definitely higher than other methods, and this is only our first generation product."

Marcus Bowman thought of another question, "What about the transmission distance of the data?"

"No problem covering the entire stadium!"

Yang Huan was happy when he heard it. If this thing is really used, it will definitely be a big help for the head coach.

It can be as precise as he said, and then the head coach can know the situation of the players in real time anytime, anywhere.

"How does it feel to wear it?" Yang Huan asked Harvey Martinez.

The Spain international is also quite young, and is very curious about this kind of high-tech stuff. Seeing that he can try and experience this smart jersey first, he is very excited and can't stop nodding.

"Yes, I can't feel the existence of the chip at all, but the battery and heating plate are a bit awkward."

Howard Hamilton immediately said: "Actually, now whether it is Nike or Adidas, the design of the jersey is very professional and advanced, and the jersey needs to be breathable. Once players play, their bodies are hot, the meaning of heating and constant temperature. Not much."

Yang Huan felt that what he said made some sense.

"Heating and constant temperature, I think it's better to put it on the training jacket to try to maintain the player's body temperature. As for the jersey, I think these sensors and the data collected are very useful."

In the end, it is an expert, and it is always more comprehensive to consider the problem.

Yang Huan looked at the smart jersey again, "Can you make the fabric sensor you're talking about a trademark?"

Everyone was stunned at first, but then quickly understood Yang Huan's intention.

He was trying to disguise the presence of the sensor.

Of course, even if it is known, it is no big deal.

If you have the ability, you can do it yourself.

"It's not a big problem." The young man thought about it and gave the answer on the spot.

Yang Huan looked at him with a smile, "What's your name?"

The young man immediately introduced himself with a smile, "My name is Dan Max, I'm from Stanford University, and now I work at the Research Institute of WeChat Company in Shenzhen, China."

Oh, it turned out to be working for me.

Then Yang Huan would not be polite.

"In this way, you hurry up to prepare, the team is about to start training soon, and we will use this system in the new season, so we must conduct debugging before the season and collect enough data first."

"Understood!" Dan Max was already mentally prepared.

"Marcus, are you all right?" Yang Huan looked at Marcus Bowman.

Southampton's jersey is provided by Adidas. To implant sensors and chips on the jersey, it naturally requires the cooperation of Adidas. There are also training clothes, which are also provided by Adidas.

Marcus Bowman shook his head, "Our processing plant is in China, so cooperation in this area is not a big problem."

"Very well, then this matter is settled!"

After Yang Huan made a decision, he once again acted as a hands-off shopkeeper.

After all, this kind of sesame and mung bean-like trivial matter, it is enough for someone to follow up and deal with it.

Everything is done personally, where is there time to burn money to pick up girls and slap people in the face?

Don't burn money, don't pick up girls, don't hit people in the face, is this still a dutiful second-generation rich?

"Master Huan!"

As soon as Yang Huan walked out of the research center, Marcus Bowman chased after him.

"Is something wrong?"

Marcus Bowman smiled bitterly. He knew that Young Master Huan was busy with other affairs, but he had been waiting here for a day today.

"That's it, we invited someone to design the home and away kits and the third kit for you Southampton in the new season, as well as the goalkeeper's kit. Originally I took it to St. Mary's Stadium, but both Nikolai and Sun Yue said they wanted you to make a decision. Just do it."

Yang Huan got a little angry when he heard it, "Are these two guys eating plain rice? Do you want me to handle such a trivial matter myself?"

Marcus Bowman was even more embarrassed.

In the eyes of this young master, Adidas sponsors Southampton for 30 million pounds a year, which is all about sesame and mung beans.

However, I heard that his income of five million pounds a day may not really be seen in his eyes.

But no matter what, since people have waited, Master Huan must be asked to come up with an idea.

"Okay, let me have a look."

Marcus Bowman immediately took a tablet from the secretary next to him, opened it, and clicked a few pictures of jersey styles.

"Southampton's new season jersey uses our company's most advanced technology, reducing the weight by 30%, doubling the dryness effect, and using a unique knitted fabric technology, which makes the jersey have good moisture absorption and drainage. Sweat performance, very soft feel, and very body sculpting, to maximize the performance of the players."

Yang Huan heard him say it was very high-end and elegant, but in his eyes, it was not much different from ordinary jerseys.

Or there is a real difference, but the feeling is not particularly obvious.

Anyway, these guys are all fooling around!

"How much do you plan to sell this jersey?" Yang Huan didn't care about these parameters at all.

On the contrary, he is more sensitive to price.

"The fan version is £50, the off-field version is more expensive at £75."

Who knows, Yang Huan couldn't help shaking his head after hearing this, "The fans spent fifty and seventy pounds to buy a piece of clothes that they don't even wear when they watch games and sports, do you think that's right? ?"

Marcus Bowman was stunned for a moment, then asked with a wry smile, "Isn't that the case with all teams?"

"They are them, we are us!" Yang Huan was even more certain of his own thoughts.

"We at Southampton would never do such a thing!" ()