Entering the house, there is only Texela on the first floor.

The two sat down separately, and Texela spoke first.

"Mr. Simon King, you have Marco Paul and Claude Mir in your team. They are both very capable players. I think I am not as good as them. So I am curious, why do you want to sign me?"

Simon King liked the opponent's straight-to-the-point approach and said directly: "It's very simple, because I want you to play forward."

"Play forward? Are you kidding? I can play as a defensive midfielder or a central defender, but I have never played as a forward."

"No, I'm not joking."

Simon King took out his mobile phone, opened the video of the third game, and put it in front of his opponent.

"Texela, look at our game first. Our forwards are not scorers in the traditional sense, nor are they even passers in the general sense."

"I have watched your game."

Texela pushed the phone, shook his head and said: "My daughters like you very much. I originally planned to join you for them. But I really didn't expect that you don't understand me at all."

"No, no, no! I know you. Let me tell you one thing. You have a hidden habit, that is, you don't like to hit the goal, but like to pass the ball to players in better positions."

Texela's eyes lit up and he asked doubtfully: "Are you sure this is my habit? Isn't it because my shooting skills are not good?"

"No! Although your shooting is not good, it cannot be considered bad. The reason why you have such a habit is because you are a natural team player."

Texela nodded slowly and said, "Okay, you're right. But how did you know?"

"observe!"

Of course, Simon Jin couldn't say that he saw the other party's habit from the system.

He could only prevaricate and change the subject: "I have watched many of your games, and the reason why your talent has not been realized is actually a misunderstanding."

"misunderstanding?"

"Yes! Because you are supposed to play forward, and the defensive midfielder is not suitable for you."

"I have played in the defensive midfield position for almost ten years, and you actually said that the defensive midfielder is not suitable for me?"

Looking at the opponent's surprised eyes, Simon Jinzheng said: "That's true! Such examples are not uncommon in football, such as Italy's Pierno. He was originally an attacking midfielder and sometimes played as a shadow forward. But let him

The real value came after he switched to playing as a defensive midfielder."

Texela stopped talking and was already a little moved.

Simon King continued: "You are strong, hard-working, and have good endurance. In my style of play, the center must constantly press and support, and he must be able to get the ball with his back. These are your strengths."

"But I don't know how to move, let alone how to fight offside!"

"You don't need to know! Believe me, Texela, as long as you join us and train a few times in my plan, you will immediately find the feeling of playing as a forward."

"No...I can't do it...They said in the past that I was the future of Portugal, but the result...I can't even play as the main player in the first division."

"I don't allow you to judge yourself like this!"

Simon Jin felt a little sad because the man in front of him really just hadn't met a coach that suited him.

"System, activate the 'super persuasion ability'."

"Ding! The super persuasion ability has been activated, and the four-hour countdown begins."

After feeling the blessing of ability, Simon Jin Fenran said: "There is an old saying in China, which is called 'There is a Bole in the world, and then there is a horse with a thousand li.' Players like you are very special, so no one has been able to discover your value. But

I, I found it!"

After Texela asked what Bole and Chollima meant, he said with some emotion: "Do you really think so?"

"Of course! Believe me, Texela, if you come to my team, I will let you play as the main forward, and I am confident that you and the way you play will soon spread throughout the European continent."

"Spread throughout Europe?" Texela's eyes brightened.

"Yes! Because I gave your role a name, it's called 'Pressing Forward'!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard the voice of the system ringing in my head.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for creating his own tactical role - a pressing forward. He will be rewarded with 20 ability points and can be used on any player at will."

"Ding! The pressing forward has been included in the passive skill, which allows players in this role to gain a 5% endurance and work input bonus on the court."

Although Simon King was overjoyed, he did not bother to thank the system at all, and then said: "The main responsibility of this position is to put pressure on the opponent's defense when they have the ball, so that their defenders cannot

Time takes care of the ball."

"You mean...playing as a defensive midfielder in the forward position?"

"It looks like it, but it's not. I don't ask you to grab the ball. I just want you to invade and harass them and keep them in panic all the time."

"You want me to run crazy? Sweep the opponent in the forward position?"

"Yes! You are very smart! In addition, I want you to use your body to help your teammates press forward during the offense, control the ball and then pass it to your teammates!"

"Equivalent to a deep-lying forward? Dropping back to get the ball?"

"It's not a retreat! Texela, it's not a retreat. It's about playing the ball in the penalty area and providing movement support."

Texela was a little confused when he heard this, and said in confusion: "In that case, as a forward, I might not be able to score a goal in a season!"

"Do you care?"

Simon King stared at the opponent's eyes closely and said seriously: "Compared with scoring goals, I'm afraid you care more about the team's victory!"

Having said this, he took out his pen and notebook and briefly explained his playing method on the paper.

After a moment, Texela looked at the tactical diagram on the notebook and gritted his teeth and said: "But, what if your idea fails? Just like Soles said, if you fail, then I

Maybe there will be no ball to play."

"Don't worry! I asked before I came here. The longest contract for a player signed from the First Division usually does not exceed three years. I think Soles may only give you a three-year contract, right?"

"No. What he offered me was a two-year contract."

"I'll sign a five-year contract with you! The liquidated damages are set at 10 million euros, and your salary will be 3,000 euros per week."

"Five years? Ten million euros in liquidated damages? Are you crazy, sir?"

Seeing that the other party was obviously caring about him, Simon King felt that the matter was done, and said happily: "From now on, everyone will think that I am crazy and you are crazy too, but with your outstanding performance on the court, those who used to

Anyone who looks down on you or me will be ashamed!"

Texela sighed: "People on the Internet say that Simon King of Vesena is an arrogant man who doesn't understand football. But based on your tactical explanation just now, I think they are wrong."

"Which point?"

"You know football well, but you are also very arrogant."

"Hahaha!"

The hearty laughter spread from the first floor to the second floor.

Alice stretched out her little head and asked: "Dad, have you promised him?"

"Yes Alice, come down with your sister, I have decided to join Mr. Simon King's team."

"Great! I'll call my mother and sister."

Texela turned to look at Simon King and said: "As I said, they all like you, which is also a point that impresses me. But what impresses me even more, in addition to your professionalism and sincerity, is that you

Your intentions! You make me feel that I am really needed."

Simon Jin's face turned red, and he immediately knew that the other party had seen through his little scheme, so he said: "Actually, I am a very simple person. As long as I can win, I don't care about using any means. Of course, the premise is this

The means do not violate the rules.”
Chapter completed!