The First Team's Contract!
"Beautiful! Beautifully done!"
"Hahahaha! They had no temper at all now!!”
"Li Ao, Li Ao!"
" Long live!!!"
On the Manchester United Academy's field.
The Manchester United U18 players in red jerseys were beaming.
As for their opponents.
It was a Chelsea U18 player wearing a Chelsea blue jersey.
At this moment.
The Chelsea U18 players looked a little dazed.
They were originally determined to win this game.
Chelsea's youth training had been heavily invested over the years.
Their youth team had been very strong in the Youth League and FA Youth Cup over the years.
Manchester United's U18 team had only won the FA Youth Cup twice in the past 20 years.
What about Chelsea?
In the past five years.
They had won the championship three times!
One could see how powerful it was.
Moreover, Chelsea's youth team was also impressive in that they spared no expense in searching for football geniuses in Europe and South America.
This was something that many English teams could not compare to.
After all, the boss was willing to invest money.
Chelsea's U18 was much stronger than Manchester United's U18 on paper.
However, at this moment.
The game was only sixty-eight minutes into the second half.
score
It was a scarlet 5:0!
The home team was in front!
Chelsea's U18 youth team suffered a massacre.
And the director of all this
The Chelsea players looked at the stout Dragon Country youth.
Three goals.
Two assists!
This was Li Ao's offensive statistics for this match.
But do you think he's a striker?
No!
This guy was actually a defensive midfielder!!
That's right.
Li Ao, who handed over such dazzling offensive data, was indeed a defensive midfielder.
Compared to the three goals he had scored through set-pieces.
His defense was what made Chelsea's U18 really want to cry.
He ran all over the place.
Wherever there was danger, there would be him.
The Chelsea U18 players were numb.
Cross?
The first point was always someone else's.
Middle lane infiltration?
A pass that you thought was very hidden.
And the result?
In the end, the line was most likely cut off by someone.
With such a person protecting the defense line.
How else could they play this game?
Forget it.
That guy actually scored three goals through three set pieces.
Such efficiency.
Such an influence on the competition.
Was he still human?
This was simply a monster!
When did Manchester United come? What a ruthless person.
Moreover, this kind of guy.
Playing in the U18 competition?
This was really bullying!
Chelsea's young players were completely disheartened.
Li Ao high-fived his teammates to celebrate.
His eyes darted to the stands.
It was a pity.
They could not find Ferguson.
Although the stands of the stadium were small, there were still a lot of people watching the game.
At this time, there were already many Manchester United fans shouting Li Ao's name.
Anyone with discerning eyes could see this in this match.
It was completely Li Ao's exhibition match.
The defense was flawless.
He could also find time to participate in the set piece attack to complete the goal.
A defensive midfielder scored a hat-trick with a set piece in the front field.
Do you dare to believe it?
In any case, Ferguson was numb in the stands.
He knew that he had underestimated Li Ao.
This was not Makelele.
but
Roy Keane, um... There was also Scholes.
As for his ability to grab points,
Right, he could also be Solskjaer.
Such a player could not continue to waste time on the youth team.
He had to play for the First Team!!
Ferguson stood up.
"Let's go back to the locker room and tell Paul to replace Li Ao. I want to talk to him alone.”
Ferguson said.
......
Li Ao did not expect to be replaced in advance.
However, he quickly reacted.
This match actually didn't have much meaning.
To him.
The youth team competition was just a springboard.
No matter how much he killed in the youth team.
It was better to train in the First Team's training ground.
McGuinness had talked to him before. His ability was outstanding on the youth team, but not necessarily on the First Team.
Therefore, he had no choice.
He knew that he would soon be called up by the First Team.
Perhaps after this match.
Li Ao, who walked off the stage, received applause from the fans.
Those who were willing to come to the youth team's stadium to watch the game were absolutely loyal fans.
Even if there were not many people.
It also made Li Ao feel the passion of English football.
He clapped as he jogged off the stage.
At this moment, McGinnes was already standing on the sidelines waiting.
He hugged Li Ao's shoulder.
"Young man, congratulations. I don't think you need to come to the youth team's training ground tomorrow.”
McGinnes laughed.
"Go, go to the locker room. There's a surprise waiting for you!”
Li Ao ran excitedly to the locker room.
McGinnes shook his head helplessly and said to his assistant manager, Spencer,""From tomorrow onwards, he probably won't return to the U18 youth team.”
Even if Li Ao could not play in the First Team's games.
There was a high chance that he would also play in the reserve team's games.
U18 youth team.
To him, this was child's play.
.....
He stood in front of the locker room.
Li Ao suppressed the excitement in his heart.
He knew.
Behind the door of the locker room was most likely Manchester United's manager, the godfather of the Red Devils, and the greatest manager in the Premier League.
Alex Ferguson!
He took a deep breath and knocked on the door of the locker room.
"Please come in!"
The strong Scottish accent made Li Ao's spirits rise.
Then, he pushed the door open and entered.
As expected.
Standing in the middle of the youth team locker room.
It was a familiar face to almost all football fans.
"Hello, Sir Ferguson."
Li Ao said respectfully.
Ferguson smiled." Young man, you can call me Boss like the other players.”
"Yes, Boss."
Li Ao corrected himself.
Ferguson nodded slightly.
His mental fortitude was not bad.
He pointed at the documents on the table.
"This is the professional contract for Manchester United's First Team. Sign your name and come with me to the First Team!”
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The Fourth
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