Chapter 20 Pere Guardiola

Pere is an agent, and this name may be unfamiliar to most people.

His full name is Pere Guardiola.

He has a coach brother who built the Barcelona dynasty, Pep Guardiola.

As a football worker, Perret's performance in the player period was not satisfactory, even very bad, but he went smoothly in the agent industry.

There are not many players under his banner, but the quality is very good, just like the king of the transfer period this year'Suarez' is his work.

Recommending Suarez to Barcelona facilitated this transfer, and Pere contributed a lot.

He almost dominated the entire transfer process.

Now Pere, who has just shifted his gaze from Suarez, has begun to look for new players.

In his agent blueprint, the players he chooses are basically elites, and he will not make any plans for players with insufficient potential. This requires the integration of all relevant factors such as the player's own ability and the market behind him.

But in this circle, there are too many economic predators, and the famous players are basically swept away by famous agents, leaving him with not many choices.

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Sitting in front of the computer, Pere flipped through the sports news boredly. At this moment, the cell phone beside him suddenly rang.

Pere picked up the phone and glanced at it.

It's Miranda, La Masia's youth training director.

"Pere, good evening, I hope I didn't disturb your rest." Miranda said with a smile.

"Miranda, good evening." Pere also said with a smile. He will not underestimate Miranda because he is the director of youth training. As the world-famous helm of La Masia, Miranda controls a certain amount in the Barcelona club right.

"I heard that you are looking for new players?"

Pere laughed, "Yeah, no one hates money, right?"

"Pere, you need to learn more euphemistic expressions from your brother." Miranda joked, and asked, "How did it turn out?"

Pere slid the mouse wheel, and the player information on the computer screen came into view, but his expression was a little disappointed, and said: "The Italian does not meet my conditions, his stability is too poor, except Apart from the extraordinary performance in the previous few games, the following games are completely insulting to my eyes."

"Hahahahaha, not everyone is Suarez, is it?"

Pere smiled proudly. Suarez is his famous work, and he has always been proud of it.

The two chatted briefly for a while, and Miranda finally got into the subject and said, "Pere, I want to ask you to do me a favor."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Pere raised his eyebrows. In fact, he and Miranda didn't have a deep friendship. Puzzling things.

"I want you to sign a player."

Miranda said bluntly.

Pere showed a hint of doubt, and asked, "Who?"

"easy!"

Pere;? ? ?

At this moment, the bald man was full of doubts.

Who is Yi?

He has never heard of it.

"He's a young guy in the Championship. Recently he led the team to two consecutive victories, winning Wolves and Bournemouth."

Pere's expression changed, and now he couldn't help being interested.

Leaving Wolves aside, Bournemouth is really strong this season.

Eddie Howe has brought about a transformation for this team, from a team at the level of the League One and even the Championship to a team at the level of the five major leagues.

And Bournemouth's results are obvious to all. Many people expected that it is a certainty for this team to break into the Super League.

It can be said that Bournemouth is in full swing today.

And at this juncture, he poked his spirit fiercely,

It can be seen that the winning team is not far behind.

"Which team?" Pere couldn't help asking.

Miranda smiled and said, "Millwall."

"That hooligan...cough cough..." Pere was taken aback, and almost shouted the words "rogue team" in desperation, but stopped soon.

After thinking for a while, he asked, "Can you briefly introduce me to the players?"

"certainly!"

Miranda smiled and began to tell Yi Le's information. He didn't hide anything, and he said everything about IQ issues and so on.

And hearing the news, Pere was almost dumbfounded.

His first feeling was that Miranda was playing himself.

But is it so necessary?

After Miranda finished speaking, there was a long silence on the other end of the phone. The former couldn't help but said anxiously: "Pere, believe me, he is a brilliant diamond. As long as he polishes it a little, the light he emits will shock everyone."

"But he's retarded, dear Miranda, and that's never happened in the history of professional football."

Miranda corrected: "It's not mentally handicapped, he's just mildly mentally handicapped."

"Is there a difference?" Pep rubbed his brows and sighed helplessly. If the other party was not La Masia's youth training director, he would have hung up the phone.

"Of course there is a difference." Miranda said seriously: "Pere, you haven't seen him play football. You don't understand what kind of player he is. He is really good. Please believe my vision."

Pere was silent for a while. Miranda had been in charge of La Masia for so many years, and Pere naturally recognized his vision.

But the most critical problem is still...mentally retarded! !

"Pere, he is a Chinese!"

Miranda said solemnly: "That is a vast country with a huge population, and it is also the world's largest potential market!"

This sentence made Perret's face moved. The idea of ​​​​playing the Chinese market in the European football circle has not been once or twice.

It can be seen from the annual exhibition games and various activities that they attach importance to this potential market, and as an agent, Perret understands the potential better.

Yi Le, as a Chinese, if he can really play, even if he can be the main player of the five major leagues, he can get huge returns.

But the premise is that he must be kicked out!

And Yi Le is mentally retarded, can he really kick it out?

This is undoubtedly a gamble.

Oh, God!

How can a mentally handicapped man survive in the professional football circle?

Pere really can't find a clue.

"I don't need you to answer me now, you can collect his information and observe for a while, I believe you will fall in love with that angel."

Angel?

Pere looked weird, but it was not easy to refuse the other party, saying: "Well, I will pay attention to this player."

The two exchanged simple greetings before hanging up the phone.

Putting the phone aside, Pere touched his smooth forehead, grinned and said, "Is this world crazy?"

Saying this, he was not slow in his hands, and quickly searched the Internet for recent matches and news about 'Millwall'.

"Millwall's turret, he's the Lions' Harvey!"

A headline caught Pere's attention, and he couldn't help teasing: "Harvey of the Lions?"

As an important part of the Barcelona dynasty, Harvey played an extremely important role in it, and even from a tactical point of view, he is more important than Messi.

Harvey was the only midfielder in Europe at the time!

The Barcelona midfielder with Harvey as the core has almost completely exploded all football clubs in the world.

And this is also the basis for the establishment of the Barcelona dynasty!

Now that Barcelona's dominance is not obvious, there are many tactics that have been figured out, and there are also factors that cause the decline of key players.

From this point of view, the importance of Harvey in Barcelona can be seen.

With a hint of playfulness and contempt, Pere began to watch the game video.

At the beginning, his expression was very relaxed, and he would click his lips from time to time to express his dissatisfaction.

In the face of the gorgeous style of La Liga, the playing style of the English League is really a bit unsightly.

Due to the camera, he couldn't just focus on Yi Le alone. In most cases, he would watch the game with the camera switching.

And Yi Le's performance is quite satisfactory, and the ball possession task in the midfield is not too eye-catching.

But I have to say that this guy has a good rhythm control ability, and Millwall's ball possession rate has increased significantly.

five minutes later....

Football at the feet of Millwall players.

ten minutes later....

Football is still at the feet of Millwall players.

Pere frowned slightly, and subconsciously sat up straight.

Controlling the ball is not just as simple as passing the ball, you also have to control the rhythm of the court and constantly test the weak points of the opponent's defense, and it is very easy to lose the ball in the process.

At this time, the importance of running position is reflected.

And Millwall's tactical implementation in this aspect is extremely good, the players' running positions are quite beautiful, and Yi Le is naturally the most obvious one.

From the perspective of God, Yi Le has almost become a passing hub, constantly transferring or retreating in the middle.

He doesn't stick to the ball, most of the time he touches the ball with one foot, and at most he takes a few meters forward and passes it out immediately.

But he can appear in the most appropriate position at all times.

Illusion?

Pere couldn't help thinking with some surprise.

This kind of running position requires not only good tactical qualities, but also a broad vision.

And Yi Le is obviously a combination of the two. Although it is awkward to say it, this guy is playing football with his brain.

Oh, God!

A mentally handicapped player playing football with his brain?

In the 56th minute of the second half of the game, the Wolves obviously showed a little impetuousness in Millwall's possession of the ball, and the entire defense line began to press forward.

"Chance!"

Pere subconsciously shouted.

And at this moment, the football passed through the middle of many defensive players like a comet, obliquely inserting into the opponent's back point.

"Pretty!!"

Pere let out a strange cry, he hadn't seen such a sharp and deadly through ball for a long time.

This kind of ball is Harvey's forte.

Like a knife tearing open the opposing team's defensive line.

And with Harvey's decline, this kind of through ball never appeared in the Nou Camp, and that stadium also lost such a landscape!

In the next game, Pere couldn't help but keep a close eye on Yi Le's figure. He needed to judge whether it was the opponent's luck.

If this is Yi Le's own strength, then...

"Damn! Does this bastard understand the ball? Switch the camera at this time, and you can't even see the movement!"

"Asshole!!! Cut the camera again! Are the broadcasters in England all idiots?!!"

"Oh!! I can't stand this idiot!!"

Pere took out his phone angrily and shouted, "Book me a ticket to England, now! Immediately! Immediately!"