Chapter 50 Look, this is the country I laid down for you
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Lao Zuo
Using his contacts in Spain, Nicola Bisioti quickly found several candidates.
"Lindy, this is their contact information. Ask your agent to talk to them. There are still many contracts to be negotiated." Bisaudi handed Lindy a note.
It was only then that Lindy remembered that he didn’t have an agent yet. Although he didn’t have anything to manage and operate now, he was really not good at contract matters, “Thank you, Mr. Bisaudi, but I don’t have my own agent yet. Manager, it seems that it's time to find one."
My agent in the previous life, except that he failed to "operate" the national team, was actually okay.
But now that I am in Spain, the agent here can name himself, and there is no one else except Mendes.
It is troublesome for the key people to look down on our little midfielder.
When Flores heard that Lindy didn't have an agent yet, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind.
In less than a month, this Lindy was growing at a speed visible to his naked eyes.
Moreover, this talented and hard-working Huaxia person is actually a bit of a thief. It seems that he has heard that Ronaldo has a private team to help him train.
I have never heard of others, and the uncles in Catalonia only have 50 minutes of training every day.
Given a little time, Lindy's ability and his current ambition, Atletico may not be able to keep him.
Broker, it might be a good idea.
"Lin, as a professional player, you can't do without an agent. Your main energy should not be involved in these so-called things. Well, let me introduce you to two agents. You can find time to meet with them these two days. .”
Why not recommend an agent directly, that would be too utilitarian.
At the most confused age, but doing the least confused thing, such a person, it is better not to try to play tricks.
Lindy doesn't care what Flores thinks. For him, Flores is the one who saved his career. He remembers this favor, and he is not a child. I am very familiar with it, "Thanks, boss, then I will continue to train."
Lindy returned to the training ground and found an interesting thing. It stands to reason that today's rest should be empty.
But he saw Aguero practice shooting on the court, good guy, was he rolled up by himself?
So Lindy went up to say hello: "Brother Kun, why did you come to the training ground today?"
After Aguero shot the football towards the goal, he turned around and joked, with a hint of resentment in his tone: "Lin, you can't just allow you to practice extra?"
At this time, Aguero actually still had lumps in his heart, not because of jealousy, but in fact he gradually figured it out later.
From the perspective of fans, coaches and coaches, when Atletico Madrid has no one available and the rear is defeated, he can understand Lindy's timely appearance, but he does not accept it.
At this time, Aguero was only 21 years old, young and energetic, and refused to admit defeat.
Seeing Aguero's bad tone, Lindy was also at a loss. Is it because Aguero scored two dollars in the last game, but was not taken to the post-match press conference by Flores?
Lindy recalled the interactions with Aguero after he joined the club, as if he hadn't done anything.
If you want to talk about changes, it should be that the recent media and newspaper reports are all about yourself.
In the locker room and training, Flores did not only praise himself.
Suddenly, an idea popped up in Lindy's mind: Competing, competing for favor?
The more I think about it, the more likely it is, and then look at the way Aguero looks at me, oh, I'll go, that grievance, I understand, arrange it.
Lindy hugged Aguero, who couldn't move before he could react.
How tall is Lindy? 183, how tall is Aguero? 172. There is no place to escape at all.
"Kun, I know what you're thinking, are you jealous that I stole your fame?"
Aguero was taken aback by the question, his face flushed a little, his eyes dodged, as if someone had seen through his heart, "No, I'm jealous of what you do? I'm the strongest striker in Atletico Madrid!"
Xiao Mian, still saying no, let's see how I handle you.
Lindy looked at the 21-year-old Aguero and felt a little emotional.
"You said no?"
I am a midfielder and you are a striker. Let me ask you a question. In the last game, did my brother give you an assist in seconds? "
Aguero was taken aback by the question and forgot to struggle. Yes, the astonishing assist in the last game gave him a chance to face the goalkeeper single-handedly, but he was not so easily persuaded.
"Yes, let me go first."
"Who was the Golden Boot winner of the 06 World Cup?"
"Klose, why are you asking this? Who doesn't know?"
"Who was the Golden Boot winner of the 02 World Cup?"
"Ronaldo, what are you doing?"
"Who was the assist king in the 06 World Cup?"
"???how could I know?"
"It's Pirlo, Riquelme, and Piggy! Let me ask you again, who was the assist leader in the 08 European Cup?"
"You have something to say!" Vaguely, Aguero seemed to realize something.
"It's Garcia! Where's the Golden Boot of the 08 European Cup? You should know about that, right?" Lindy's smile grew wider and wider.
"Gourd baby!"
"Who is the best defensive player in the 06 World Cup?" Lindy threw out the last question.
Aguero's face froze for a moment, and he tried hard to think, was it Materazzi who got Zizu down?
No, is it Master Pirlopi?It does not seem.
Cannavaro?Not right either.
Lindy was very proud to see that Aguero was lost in thought and had completely followed the rhythm of his thoughts.
He loosened his tight hands, patted Aguero on the shoulder, pointed to the training field, and brainwashed Aguero with earnestness: "The green field is so big in total, and there are 22 players who want to fight here, but, How many can you remember in the end?"
"In the 06 World Cup, there was no selection for the best defensive player, and there was no selection for the assist king. In previous competitions, there were only top scorers and best players."
"People will only remember one person, the one who kicked the football into the opponent's goal and made their blood pump with excitement!"
"Defensive players, assisting players, they don't even pay as much attention to the goalkeeper!"
"I know that because of my arrival recently, you feel a little different. There is no need, Kun, believe me, as long as you are still in Atletico Madrid, you will be the brightest star in the sky and the most beautiful boy in Calderon!"
Hearing the bewitching words in his ear, Aguero was a little confused, as if it was the truth.
Why are you being jealous these days?
Before Aguero could open his mouth, Lindy continued: "Think about it, I will feed you cakes with Simao in the midfield, as long as you don't spit out cakes like happy boys, the whole of Spain, and the whole of Europa will have their eyes on you." It's all on you alone, what do you think of the La Liga Golden Boot?"
"La Liga Golden Boot? But, there are Messi and Ronaldo in La Liga!" Aguero seemed to be looking forward to that scene.
It's over, it seems that the pie painting is getting bigger, it's okay, it's ideal.
What can be achieved is called a goal, and what cannot be achieved is called an ideal.
"People must have ideals, otherwise what is the difference with salted fish?" Lindy continued to brainwash Aguero, "Look, you are on the front line, right? I am in the midfield, right? The goalkeeper and that idiot Big De Gea, the average age of the three of us is only 20 years old, the future belongs to us! We should be partners!"
Aguero was taken aback for a while, but seeing Lindy's sincere expression in front of him, he nodded, and unconsciously wanted to wrap his right hand around Lindy's shoulder, but it was a bit high, so he finally chose Lindy waist.
"Yes, we should be partners! Lin, I'll organize it in a few days. After you came, we didn't hold any welcome ceremony. After the damn schedule, I will arrange it!"
When Flores and the coaching staff came out in the distance, they saw a completely different scene.
On the sidelines of the training field, the tall Lin Di was hugging the slightly shorter Aguero, pointing to the distance, as if to say, "Look, this is the country I built for you..."
……
"Lindy, this is their contact information. Ask your agent to talk to them. There are still many contracts to be negotiated." Bisaudi handed Lindy a note.
It was only then that Lindy remembered that he didn’t have an agent yet. Although he didn’t have anything to manage and operate now, he was really not good at contract matters, “Thank you, Mr. Bisaudi, but I don’t have my own agent yet. Manager, it seems that it's time to find one."
My agent in the previous life, except that he failed to "operate" the national team, was actually okay.
But now that I am in Spain, the agent here can name himself, and there is no one else except Mendes.
It is troublesome for the key people to look down on our little midfielder.
When Flores heard that Lindy didn't have an agent yet, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind.
In less than a month, this Lindy was growing at a speed visible to his naked eyes.
Moreover, this talented and hard-working Huaxia person is actually a bit of a thief. It seems that he has heard that Ronaldo has a private team to help him train.
I have never heard of others, and the uncles in Catalonia only have 50 minutes of training every day.
Given a little time, Lindy's ability and his current ambition, Atletico may not be able to keep him.
Broker, it might be a good idea.
"Lin, as a professional player, you can't do without an agent. Your main energy should not be involved in these so-called things. Well, let me introduce you to two agents. You can find time to meet with them these two days. .”
Why not recommend an agent directly, that would be too utilitarian.
At the most confused age, but doing the least confused thing, such a person, it is better not to try to play tricks.
Lindy doesn't care what Flores thinks. For him, Flores is the one who saved his career. He remembers this favor, and he is not a child. I am very familiar with it, "Thanks, boss, then I will continue to train."
Lindy returned to the training ground and found an interesting thing. It stands to reason that today's rest should be empty.
But he saw Aguero practice shooting on the court, good guy, was he rolled up by himself?
So Lindy went up to say hello: "Brother Kun, why did you come to the training ground today?"
After Aguero shot the football towards the goal, he turned around and joked, with a hint of resentment in his tone: "Lin, you can't just allow you to practice extra?"
At this time, Aguero actually still had lumps in his heart, not because of jealousy, but in fact he gradually figured it out later.
From the perspective of fans, coaches and coaches, when Atletico Madrid has no one available and the rear is defeated, he can understand Lindy's timely appearance, but he does not accept it.
At this time, Aguero was only 21 years old, young and energetic, and refused to admit defeat.
Seeing Aguero's bad tone, Lindy was also at a loss. Is it because Aguero scored two dollars in the last game, but was not taken to the post-match press conference by Flores?
Lindy recalled the interactions with Aguero after he joined the club, as if he hadn't done anything.
If you want to talk about changes, it should be that the recent media and newspaper reports are all about yourself.
In the locker room and training, Flores did not only praise himself.
Suddenly, an idea popped up in Lindy's mind: Competing, competing for favor?
The more I think about it, the more likely it is, and then look at the way Aguero looks at me, oh, I'll go, that grievance, I understand, arrange it.
Lindy hugged Aguero, who couldn't move before he could react.
How tall is Lindy? 183, how tall is Aguero? 172. There is no place to escape at all.
"Kun, I know what you're thinking, are you jealous that I stole your fame?"
Aguero was taken aback by the question, his face flushed a little, his eyes dodged, as if someone had seen through his heart, "No, I'm jealous of what you do? I'm the strongest striker in Atletico Madrid!"
Xiao Mian, still saying no, let's see how I handle you.
Lindy looked at the 21-year-old Aguero and felt a little emotional.
"You said no?"
I am a midfielder and you are a striker. Let me ask you a question. In the last game, did my brother give you an assist in seconds? "
Aguero was taken aback by the question and forgot to struggle. Yes, the astonishing assist in the last game gave him a chance to face the goalkeeper single-handedly, but he was not so easily persuaded.
"Yes, let me go first."
"Who was the Golden Boot winner of the 06 World Cup?"
"Klose, why are you asking this? Who doesn't know?"
"Who was the Golden Boot winner of the 02 World Cup?"
"Ronaldo, what are you doing?"
"Who was the assist king in the 06 World Cup?"
"???how could I know?"
"It's Pirlo, Riquelme, and Piggy! Let me ask you again, who was the assist leader in the 08 European Cup?"
"You have something to say!" Vaguely, Aguero seemed to realize something.
"It's Garcia! Where's the Golden Boot of the 08 European Cup? You should know about that, right?" Lindy's smile grew wider and wider.
"Gourd baby!"
"Who is the best defensive player in the 06 World Cup?" Lindy threw out the last question.
Aguero's face froze for a moment, and he tried hard to think, was it Materazzi who got Zizu down?
No, is it Master Pirlopi?It does not seem.
Cannavaro?Not right either.
Lindy was very proud to see that Aguero was lost in thought and had completely followed the rhythm of his thoughts.
He loosened his tight hands, patted Aguero on the shoulder, pointed to the training field, and brainwashed Aguero with earnestness: "The green field is so big in total, and there are 22 players who want to fight here, but, How many can you remember in the end?"
"In the 06 World Cup, there was no selection for the best defensive player, and there was no selection for the assist king. In previous competitions, there were only top scorers and best players."
"People will only remember one person, the one who kicked the football into the opponent's goal and made their blood pump with excitement!"
"Defensive players, assisting players, they don't even pay as much attention to the goalkeeper!"
"I know that because of my arrival recently, you feel a little different. There is no need, Kun, believe me, as long as you are still in Atletico Madrid, you will be the brightest star in the sky and the most beautiful boy in Calderon!"
Hearing the bewitching words in his ear, Aguero was a little confused, as if it was the truth.
Why are you being jealous these days?
Before Aguero could open his mouth, Lindy continued: "Think about it, I will feed you cakes with Simao in the midfield, as long as you don't spit out cakes like happy boys, the whole of Spain, and the whole of Europa will have their eyes on you." It's all on you alone, what do you think of the La Liga Golden Boot?"
"La Liga Golden Boot? But, there are Messi and Ronaldo in La Liga!" Aguero seemed to be looking forward to that scene.
It's over, it seems that the pie painting is getting bigger, it's okay, it's ideal.
What can be achieved is called a goal, and what cannot be achieved is called an ideal.
"People must have ideals, otherwise what is the difference with salted fish?" Lindy continued to brainwash Aguero, "Look, you are on the front line, right? I am in the midfield, right? The goalkeeper and that idiot Big De Gea, the average age of the three of us is only 20 years old, the future belongs to us! We should be partners!"
Aguero was taken aback for a while, but seeing Lindy's sincere expression in front of him, he nodded, and unconsciously wanted to wrap his right hand around Lindy's shoulder, but it was a bit high, so he finally chose Lindy waist.
"Yes, we should be partners! Lin, I'll organize it in a few days. After you came, we didn't hold any welcome ceremony. After the damn schedule, I will arrange it!"
When Flores and the coaching staff came out in the distance, they saw a completely different scene.
On the sidelines of the training field, the tall Lin Di was hugging the slightly shorter Aguero, pointing to the distance, as if to say, "Look, this is the country I built for you..."
……
