What kind of football player is handsome?

Chapter 4 Wenger: Are you selling this striker who's taking a stroll?

The next day, the sky was clear and the breeze was gentle.

Hertfordshire, Kearney Training Ground.

The Manchester United youth academy boys were taking in the "base camp" of their league rivals with great interest.

The last row of the bus.

Lingard yawned repeatedly, rubbing his PSP handheld console.

Liu Yi, who was sitting next to him, was wearing an eye mask and appeared to be fast asleep.

A "ding" interrupted Liu Yi's sweet dream.

The skills you've shown in the training matches aren't enough to silence everyone; the upcoming warm-up matches will be your chance to make a name for yourself.

[Task issued: Be the Man of the Match in the friendly against Arsenal!]

[Reward: One random Iron-grade badge!]

※※※

Top-tier football clubs have their own dedicated football fields for their youth teams and women's teams.

For example, Barcelona once moved their reserve team's home ground, the Johan Cruyff Stadium, to renovate the Camp Nou.

Arsenal also has its own reserve team stadium.

However, it is not planned to be converted into a residential area; only the symbolic Highbury will be retained.

It is the grass park field within the Kearney training ground.

It was a warm-up match for the youth team.

The number of spectators at the scene was very small.

Surprisingly, a few Asian faces were scattered across the stands.

Clearly, they were all Chinese journalists eager to obtain firsthand information.

However, at this moment, all the cameras in their hands were pointed at a tall, vigorous elderly man on the sidelines.

(Let me tidy up the zipper first)

The reporters were abuzz with discussion.

"Arsène Wenger? What's he doing here?"

"Isn't promoting young talents exactly what Wenger is interested in? It's a good opportunity to see if there are any promising talents to be discovered in these two teams."

"But the two he was optimistic about aren't here. Pogba is injured, and Morrison has also announced his absence due to personal matters... The others seem to be lacking."

"Even if you like them, you can't buy them. Forgot the professor's nickname? Did Wenger sign them? The number of players he missed out on could dominate the football world!"

When the professor arrived, Arsenal's young players became visibly excited.

With the sound of a whistle, the competition officially began!

In this match, Arsenal's starting center-backs were Swiss player Sejad Hajlovic and English player Elton Monteiro.

Although this is not South Korea, Park Chu-young has not yet joined the Emirates Stadium.

However, the traditional Korean-style bullying, which emphasizes respect for elders and juniors, was vividly demonstrated at this moment.

Sejad Hajlovic, who joined the team earlier and is six months older, specifically requested to guard Liu Yi.

"Elton, John Coffey is in your hands now!"

Even a fool could see which was a bigger threat, John Coffey wearing number 9 or Liu Yi wearing number 39.

Then, Hajlovic, exuding domineering aura, approached Liu Yi, acting like a villain without any scruples.

"Listen, no matter where Manchester United found you, I will mark you out of the game and then promote you to the first team."

Liu Yi shrugged.

This kind of trash talk might scare kids.

He, a seasoned office worker, had long since automatically filtered out such people.

Brian is right.

On the green field, let the ball speak for itself.

Arsenal's youth team set up their formation very quickly.

Having been in charge of Arsenal for over a decade, the professor's transformation of the club has permeated every aspect of the organization.

Passing and control, and passing and cutting, differ by only one word.

The results, however, were drastically different.

Three to four young players quickly advance the ball forward, forming a pincer movement.

Often, just two or three passes are enough to advance the ball to the edge of the opponent's penalty area.

Of course, this style of play is based on the premise that the frontcourt combination is very strong.

So when Thierry Henry, Dennis Bergkamp, ​​and Robert Pires were replaced with young players from the youth team, the error rate began to rise sharply.

But Wenger still insists on this kind of "beautiful football".

Liu Yi observed the formations and positions of both sides, constantly moving and changing his position.

Hajlovic is annoyed.

The young man with black hair next to him didn't run away either.

It's just taking walks back and forth.

The ball isn't coming through, what are you wandering around for?

Sudden.

Liu Yi's eyes lit up.

Arsenal's wingers were pressured to the vicinity of the corner flag.

The ball was intercepted under the combined pressure of Manchester United's young players.

Lingard strode forward, launching a sprint from the backcourt.

A dark shadow flashed before Hajlovic's eyes.

Manchester United's number 39, who was just taking a walk, suddenly disappeared from sight.

Liu Yi quickly moved towards the side lane.

Hajlovic was in hot pursuit.

They were estimating the distance between the two sides.

He's not particularly fast, but he can catch up!

Just as the Swiss center-back's confidence surged.

Liu Yi suddenly turned around and rushed in the opposite direction.

Like a nimble deer wading along a stream in the forest.

At high speed, the bulky Hajlovic's turn is comparable to an aircraft carrier turning around.

What I've been waiting for is this moment when you accelerate.

At this moment, Liu Yi was like a dragon emerging from the abyss, no longer bound by any constraints.

"Jesse! This!"

Lingard understood immediately.

A free and easy outside-of-the-foot through ball.

They pierced through Arsenal's youth team's precarious defense.

Liu Yi broke into the penalty area.

He brought the ball to a steady stop.

There was even enough time to shoot into the far corner.

Hajlovic broke out in a cold sweat as he watched the ball being gently pushed into the net.

Sure enough, a roar came from behind him from youth team coach Steve Burder.

"Sayyad, what are you doing? How can you not see such an obvious tactical intention!"

After scoring, Liu Yi slowly ran towards the sidelines.

Use your energy sparingly.

He was taken down by his teammates who swarmed him before he even reached the corner flag area.

Even Michael Keane could only manage a forced smile, his expression as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly.

Arsène Wenger's eyes lit up in the stands.

"A very clear understanding of one's position, unparalleled insight and judgment, and excellent finishing ability."

Without wearing a down jacket in the summer, the professor could only rub his chin.

"By the way... I didn't even notice this kid earlier. He had a very low presence on the field. Is it because he doesn't run around much?"

Arsenal's youth team restarted the game.

"That was just an accident. From now on, I'll be keeping a close eye on you!"

Liu Yi shrugged, his indifferent expression vanishing, and extended one index finger.

Hajlovic was immediately filled with shame and anger.

With the big boss Wenger present, he had nowhere to vent his anger but could only let his teammates guess what was going on in his anger.

The game continues.

Liu Yi regained his composure and began to take a walk.

Like the malfunctioning Monesy, it has entered stealth mode.

This made Hajlovic, who was eager for revenge, feel like he had been punched in the face.

Even more disgusting is...

Sometimes Liu Yi would suddenly rush to the side lane as if he had gone mad, or suddenly stab at the ribs.

Hajlovic mustered all his energy and chased after him, only to find that the ball wasn't being passed to Liu Yi at all.

John Coffey remains the primary offensive option.

"Could it be? He really got in by mistake?!"

The Ha Yiji type has gradually taken over the high ground of intelligence.

32 minutes.

Liu Yi, whose total running distance was less than two kilometers, sprinted again.

Hajlovic, who had become somewhat complacent, was a step too slow at this moment.

Something is wrong!

Lingard delivered another beautiful through ball.

Liu Yi didn't even attempt to stop the ball.

He spotted the ball coming close to the ground and cleanly stretched out his leg.

Snapped!

The football rolled from the toes to the heels.

A smooth and fluid flick!

The same distant angle!

Arsenal's youth team goalkeeper stretched out his arm with ease.

They were unable to turn the tide.

Two to zero!

In the stands, Wenger, who had been frowning the whole time, smiled for the first time.

"Liu reminds me of Dennis!"

The professor turned to look at Pat Rice beside him.

"What do you think of that child?"

"Uncle Rice" snorted coldly.

"Lazy dog."

Wenger sighed softly.

"If a lazy dog ​​can score two goals, it proves that although he is lazy, he is not a dog."

"He is a wolf in disguise."

He really wanted to ask the Manchester United youth team.

Will their striker, who likes to take walks, make an appearance?

"We failed to sign Pogba last time, but if I get the chance this time, I want to personally meet with this kid!"