Martinelli's passing and key passes are good.

However, at only 16 years old, these talents did not show and did not attract the attention of the club.

Otherwise, he would not have waited until 2018 to be promoted to the first team, let alone be bought by Arsenal for 7.1 million euros in 2019!

Old Tom, who had already said hello to the club and was allowed to watch the training, slowly approached the training ground after confirming the target person, and he was observing the ability of little Martin!

Although he is now very convinced of the list given by Chen Feng, his years of scouting experience tell him that he must come here and personally inspect the goods!

Two hours later, the training session was over, and the elder Tom frowned and wrote this sentence on the scouting report.

[Martinelli, passing, dribbling, breakthrough, speed are good, but the body is too thin, the confrontation ability is too poor, the ability to grab points, shoot and other abilities are not very good... Overall evaluation, medium!

"Gee!"

Old Tom sighed and said, "This Martinelli looks average, why would Chen Feng put him on the list?"

"Forget it, let's get in touch first."

"There is still talent!"

"It's not a good seedling, it's not bad!"

After training, Tom Sr. stopped Martinelli at the entrance of the base, and he handed out a business card.

Martinelli took a look at the ON Group, Scouting Director.

His eyes gradually shone brightly, "Are you a scout?" Which club is it? What is MON Group?

Old Tom introduced: "There is no club under the MON Group for the time being, and it is currently mainly engaged in the business of player agents, which can help you deal with all the problems encountered on the football road!" "

Oh!"

When he heard that it was just a company that handled brokerage business, Martinelli suddenly lost interest and turned around to leave.

Good guys, this is not our company!

Old Tom suddenly became interested, the previous 'adoption' was too easy, and now he has encountered some bottlenecks, but it is a little interesting.

"You want to transfer, don't you?"

"Our company can help you contact the club operation."

Old Tom quickly followed and introduced the young player.

"No thanks."

Martinelli's stance remains resolute.

Old Tom finally stopped directly in front of him and asked, "Are you trying to transfer?" Why? Is it the day when you feel like you're here? Or don't have the confidence to kick it out here? "

Martinelli fell silent, yes, he is 16 years old this year, but he has not been able to come out!

And now, he desperately needs to become famous, so that he can get a good salary!

Help your family escape that damn slum!

He doesn't need some damn agent, not only does not give him money, but also asks him for money, and if he can, he wants to change clubs, as long as he can take money!

Old Tom said in a deep voice: "Do you know why I came to you?"

"Because you're a genius!"

"And our company only does things for talented players!"

"Huh, genius?" Martinelli sneered: "Which genius have you seen, mixed so badly, in the youth team, even the main force can not mix!"

"What you need is time, your talent is not bad, what you need to do most now is to sink your heart and slowly practice your technique, success will find you sooner or later!"

"Don't deceive me, and the company you said, I don't believe a word!"

"Wait a minute!"

"Huh?"

Old Tom took a deep breath and said quickly: "Then do you know Haaland, Sobosroy, and Chen Feng?" They are all players under our company, you can go to the official website to search!

Martinelli scratched his head and said, "I don't know what virtue you say, what Yi, but is that Chen you are talking about the one who sings and kills?" "

Huh? Singing kills? Syllable! Old Tom slapped his head and remembered that Chen Feng had indeed been on fire recently!

Not by ball skills, not by appearance, but by singing videos that kill people!

Nodded immediately, "Yes, that's him!" "

How to prove it?"

"It's easy!"

Old Tom called directly, "Hey, Chen, I'm in Brazil now, yes, I'm chatting with Martin Jr., he doesn't believe that our company is only for geniuses, no, call you, prove it, come, you tell him!"

Martinelli took the phone, listened to the familiar voice inside, and said very seriously, "Is it Chen?" Can you..."

"Can you sing a song to it?"

Poof--On the other end of the phone, Chen Feng, who was eating lunch, directly sprayed the food in his mouth on the faces of Origi and Januzai!

Attracted the beating of the two, Chen Feng was actually quite wronged, he thought that Martin Jr. was a fan, but he never expected that people were fans!

"Chen Feng, are you looking for death!"

"Stinky boy, can't you eat well? Spray us in the face!

"Origi, Januzai, listen to me, I really didn't mean it, ouch, tap!"

Toot toot... The phone was quickly hung up, and Martinelli returned the phone to Old Tom, who was covered in black lines, with a smile on his face.

"Whew, much easier, thank you!"

After that, I was about to leave, but I was dragged by old Tom and a somewhat tattered, eight or nine patched backpacks, croak - the backpack that had been used for 6 years suddenly split in half.

The tin lunch box inside fell heavily on the ground, and along with the lunch box fell a pair of rotten sneakers that had been torn!

"I'm sorry!"

"I didn't mean to!"

Old Tom's face turned red and he hurriedly said.

Martinelli didn't speak, just silently packed up his things and left.

Old Tom's nose was sour, he had long heard that children in Brazil's favelas were poor, but he didn't expect it to be so bitter!

The words stuck in the throat cannot be said for half a day.

......

Belgium, national team training base.

Chen Feng covered his somewhat reddened face and muttered, "Old Tom, isn't this a pit man?" It hurts me! "

Ding-ding-ding—

all of a sudden, the phone rang.

Chen Feng turned on the hands-free, "Hey, which one?"

"It's me!"

"Brother, is something wrong?"

Chen Lin: Ajax called, saying that it was to renegotiate the contract, what time is your training over, I will go to you and listen to your thoughts!

Chen Feng: Okay, I'll end at six o'clock in the afternoon, you come early.

Chen Lin: Okay, see you then!

Chen Feng: Well, see you brother!

After hanging up the phone, Chen Feng stretched out, strode forward, rushed into the training ground, and continued the repetitive and boring strength training.

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