Volume 1 Portuguese Gamers Chapter 79 Humanoid System
Seeing that Ximen Jin was happy, Babara happily pointed at the information in his hand.
"He also wrote you a letter."
"What's in the letter?" Simon King asked while watching Zhang Qiang practicing passing in the video.
"He said that the old coach who admired him has retired, and the people in England don't trust Chinese people like him very much, so he has been unable to find a job."
"Did he say why he didn't return to China?"
"I told you. It's because the environment there is not very good... By the way, Jin, what is a human accident? And Jianghu?"
Simon Jin glanced at her and said with a smile: "Then I understand. He probably wants to say that the football in China is not real football. It is more like a place where friendship is the only thing regardless of strength."
"What does that have to do with Jiang, Hehu...?"
"Well, that's an adjective. Simply put, it describes the social atmosphere."
"I still don't quite understand."
While Babara pouted, he took out another person's resume and handed it to Simon Jin.
"This is Del from Italy. He is very young, only 21 years old. He wants to apply for a job as a tactical scout."
Simon King took the resume in his hand, opened the first page, and was surprised.
Underneath his personal profile, there was an A4 paper modeled after a football field.
The names of the eleven Italian AC Milan players are corresponding to the small circular dots.
Next to each player, red and blue pens were used to write down the player's playing habits, and yellow pens were also used to outline his main activity routes.
Simon King scrolled down further and another analysis of players passing the ball appeared.
It records each player's receiving position, number of receptions, passing position, number of passes, and who passed the ball the most. Threat players are also circled with a red pen.
"I'll go, talent!"
The more Ximen Jin watched, the more shocked he became, and the more excited he became, thinking to himself: "Isn't this just a human-shaped system?"
So he immediately said to Babala: "Notify this Del immediately, I will see him tomorrow."
"No problem, what about Zhang Qiang?"
"Zhang Qiang, please take a moment and wait for two days. If you don't have a better resume, let him know."
Having said that, Simon King continued to read other introductions, but unfortunately he could not find a better choice.
It was noon in a blink of an eye.
Simon King and Ben Yedder continued to train Thomas.
Just when he was about to take a rest, the team's old guard Klin brought a young man over.
"Hello sir, this guy said he came from Italy. He also said he sent you his resume and said he must meet you."
"see me?"
Simon King first expressed his gratitude to the doorman, and after seeing him off, he looked at the young man.
"Hello, what can I do?"
The young man was very excited. He stepped forward and grabbed Simon King's hand. He squeezed it tightly and said, "Mr. Simon King, I watched your TV show. It was so exciting."
Simon Jin smiled and said: "That's nothing, may I ask you..."
"I'm Del. I submitted my resume last night. Did you read it?"
"Are you Del?"
Simon King said excitedly: "Is that the Del who sent me AC Milan as a research object?"
"Yes! It's me."
Seeing that his profile had been viewed by the other party, Del was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
Simon King was also very happy. He held the other person's hand tightly and said: "I went, didn't I tell you to report tomorrow? Why are you here now?"
"Really? Are you planning to hire me?"
"Of course, no one informed you? Then why are you here?"
"I thought to myself, whether you want me or not, I want to come and meet you. Even if I can't be your tactical scout, as long as I can stay by your side, I am willing! So, I came by myself!"
Simon King laughed loudly, took his hand, and walked to the edge of the court.
"I read your scouting report. It's very good, really very good. You are welcome to join!"
"Really?"
Del was so happy that he threw himself into Simon King's arms and said, "That's great, sir, I'm so excited."
Seeing that the other party was about to cry, Simon King patted his back and said, "It's not that bad, brother!"
"Why not! I have sent similar resumes to all the clubs in Italy and Spain, but no one paid any attention to me!"
"Can't you?"
Simon King was confused and said: "Your analysis is very useful. Are they blind?"
"They are not blind, they are just arrogant! Just like you said, they can only see people or things they think are self-righteous and cannot see anything else at all."
Simon Jin nodded silently, took out his phone and called Babala.
After a while, Babara took Del away and prepared to go through the entry procedures for him.
Before Del left, he looked at Simon King and said, "Sir, my high school football coach is a very capable man. Can you meet him?"
"Okay, but does he have time to come over? We can reimburse him for his travel expenses."
"He is actually already here, just outside the base, but he is embarrassed because he is a bit old."
"How big is it?"
"He is 68 years old."
"Ah? Then his body..."
"He is in good health! Sir, just meet him. He is really amazing. The reason why I can make such a report is actually his teaching."
After a while, Simon King took Armando, Babara took Del, and the four of them came outside the base together.
Del pointed to an old man leaning on the flower bed and said, "That's him, his name is George."
Simon King strode forward, bowed politely and respectfully to the old man, and said softly: "Hello, Mr. George, I am Simon King."
George turned around slowly, and above the wrinkles on his face was a head of silver-white hair.
After seeing Ximen Jin's face clearly, he struggled to stand up, but Ximen Jin quickly supported him and said with a smile: "We are the ones who neglected you, sir. I'm sorry."
George was very moved. He awkwardly grabbed Simon King's hand and was shy and didn't know what to say.
Del, who was standing aside, ran over quickly. He held George's hand from the other side and said, "Sir, they want me!"
"Really?" George's face suddenly turned red and he looked at Del excitedly.
"Yes sir, your student is very good. I just took a look at the information he sent and decided to sign him immediately."
After listening to Simon King's words, George stood up straight.
He straightened his wrinkled suit, looked at the other party solemnly and said: "Dear Mr. Simon King, there is nothing wrong with my body. Please give me a chance for an interview!"
At this moment, old age and twilight have disappeared from George's body.
Instead, there is a confident coach, standing proudly in the sun.