Originally, I wanted to ask Zhuo Yang to help promote Emeric Aubameyang from the B team to the first team, but unexpectedly, not only was he rejected, Zhuo Yang also suggested that he start from U19, which is a contrast between the father and son for a while.

It's still hard to accept.

"Brother Zhuo, I... am about to be 18..." Ao Lao San hesitated. Although U19 has a 19, the most suitable age is 17 or 8 years old. Basically, after 18, you will have a choice.

For example, in AC Milan, you either enter U21 or even then you can find another way out.

Madibor does not have U21, and Team B is compatible with most of the features of U21. This is one of the most important reasons why Madibor put the third brother Aubameyang, who is about to be over 18, into Team B.

Of course, over 18 years old, but still has potential, it is not impossible to continue to stay in U19. No club will not be able to choose one-size-fits-all, two-way choice. There are even 20-year-old players in Madibor U19 that are still honing, and this kind of thing is not the same.

Not unusual.

"So it depends on whether you want face or pursue real materials. I am at your age and I haven't been playing in the German fifth league for a long time. To be honest, your starting point is already higher than mine."

"Okay, the words are over. I think you and your father and son understand what I mean. Let's talk while walking."

Zhuo Yang was carrying his hands behind his back, and there were Lao Ao and Xiao Ao who were full of lawsuits next to him. The three of them continued the topic just now and slowly walked towards the complex building. Kaka was still waiting for Zhuo Yang to swim together.

The three of them gradually walked away, and there were no figures on the net-style football field. The setting sun in the afternoon pulled out the tall and dense poplar trees on the side of the field. The green shrub, which was more than two meters high, was privet vegetation, was horticulturalist.

The four sides are trimmed neatly, like an airtight green wall.

Zhuo Yang and the other two walked away, and slowly turned out from behind the bush wall. He looked at Zhuo Yang's leaving back in shock.

The Knights of the Round Table, the baton, Costakuta, just finished the net football game, was soaked in anger. She was a little disrespectful when she was old and secretly crept behind the bush wall while no one was paying attention. The water volume was a bit large.

After the pain was released, the ground had flowed into a small river, because I was only concerned about tilting my head to enjoy the pleasure of release, but I didn't pay attention and splashed my sneakers.

Just as the old baton lamented that he had been peeing three feet in the wind, but now he was wet with his shoes, he found that the shorts were wet, which made people feel so embarrassed. It just so embarrassing to see it. The third son Aubameyang ran away

Come over and call Zhuo Yang to wait, but the old baton can only hide behind and wait for them to leave.

So Costakuta listened to the conversation between the three people in a real way.

Zhuo Yang's words hit the deepest part of Costakuta's heart like a sledgehammer.

"I can't fall in love with my status and prestige in Madiborg. I can't leave and still be reluctant to leave everything! I can't use the excuse for Madiborg, but I'm afraid that my influence will decline!"

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That night, the light rain was shining by Lake Como, and the bright sunshine in the afternoon seemed to be just an illusion. The raindrops fell silently from the night sky and then fell silently into the embrace of the lake.

In the living room of the three-story villa, Maldini opened a Barolo red wine he had treasured for many years and invited the old buddy who suddenly visited Costakuta.

Costakuta was in a bad mood. He told Maldini that he heard the conversation between Zhuo Yang and Aubameyang and his son in the afternoon. Zhuo Yang's words made the knowledgeable football elder feel painfully confused.

, He came here to seek help and guidance from the old guy.

41-year-old Alessandro Costakuta has decided to retire after the end of this season. The farewell match and retirement match are ready, and the whereabouts of work after retirement have been planned. The old baton will be from Vismalaqing

Start your new journey as an assistant coach in the training camp and serves as a commentary guest on Sky Italy on game day.

Football training and TV stations have high exposure, which is undoubtedly the most suitable career for celebrity players who have been immersed in football for a lifetime after retirement. Football and fame and fortune circles are inseparable. Only by living here can you maintain a free breathing.

AC Milan has retired players almost every season, but Costakuta is different from others. He is one of the representatives of Italian classic defenders. He is a member of the legendary back line that AC Milan was unparalleled in the world. He is famous.

One of the founders of the renowned Paladins of the Round Table.

Like Martini, Baresi, and Tasotti, he is the soul of the Milan dynasty and the Dinghai Sword of Milano.

Like Baresi and Tassoti, Costacuta will still maintain Milan's unity and honor at the round table after retirement. This is something that needs no argument. As long as the four of them are still there, the round table will stand.

No matter how suspicion and suppression from the club's senior management, the round table will not collapse.

But what makes Costakuta suffer is here, the Knights of the Round Table.

"Paul, I have never dared to think about some things and have always deceived myself that they do not exist. But today Zhuo Yang's words forced me to face the problem that I have been avoiding."

"Although Zhuo Yang is very young, he can see more thoroughly in these places than me, an old guy. I don't like him, I don't like him very much, but what he said... I know that's right."

"We try our best to maintain the roundtable, and even after we retire, we are still maintaining it. Is it really all because of solidarity and honor?"

"Aren't you afraid of losing your past influence in Milano, and being forgotten by others?"

Maldini remained silent.

"Paul, we four, and Bottom and others, set up the round table in an extraordinary period." Bottom is the nickname of Albertini. "At that time, we were pure and just wanted Milan to be strong forever."

"But are we still pure now? Is Milan still pure?"

Maldini frowned.

"Juventus, Inter Milan, Rome, Lazio, Florence..., etc. These clubs do not have roundtables, but they are united and maintained honors, and they are not much inferior to us at all."

"We are trying our best to keep the round table. Should we inherit the tradition of Milan or stand together to protect our interests? Are we trying to retain our influence under the banner of unity and honor? Paul, can you answer me

Is it?"

Maldini did not answer.

"I don't want to admit this, and you must not want to admit it. But after the tiger retired that year, he politely refused to stay at the round table. At that time, we vaguely felt his thoughts, which was what Zhuo Yang said, "Don't go to love the whole house."

But we dare not admit it." The Tiger is Donadoni. He retired from the roundtable after retiring in 1999 and no longer participated in any work at the roundtable. Donadoni is now the head coach of the Italian national team.

"There are also steel bars..." Steel bars are Milan's legendary goalkeeper Rossi, who is now the goalkeeper coach of the Milan youth team.

"So too." Carlo Ancelotti was also a member of the roundtable before retirement, but he no longer participated in the roundtable after retirement.

"You and I are actually aware of why they left the round table, but they dare not admit it in their hearts and dare not face it. Paul, they can see more thoroughly than us, and Zhuo Yang can see more thoroughly than us."

"Paul, I... am leaving the round table..." Costakuta burst into tears.
Chapter completed!