After Paris Saint-Germain was removed from the list, I led England to victory!

If Hoffenheim has been having a smooth and happy time these past two days, then Paris Saint-Germain should be feeling anxious.

The day after Hoffenheim's match against Bayern Munich, Yan Yuan's message arrived.

What started as a routine investigation into Yan Yuan turned out to be a growing problem the more attention was paid to him.

Today, in the luxuriously decorated office at the Paris Saint-Germain headquarters, there is a sense of oppression that clashes with the exquisite décor.

Sporting director Antero Henrique tapped his fingers impatiently on the mahogany table, the rhythm quickening as his eyes were fixed on a few key clips playing on a loop on the screen in front of him.

Yan Yuan's long-range shot, as sharp as an arrow piercing through the clouds, pierced through Novurech's fingers;

Yan Yuan skillfully evaded his opponent near the Anfield corner flag before delivering the game-winning assist;

Yan Yuan's confident changes of direction and imaginative passes when facing Bayern's defenders...

"Bang!"

He finally couldn't hold back and slammed his fist heavily on the table, making the open documents and the coffee cup next to it jump.

Enrique was genuinely furious.

Across from the desk, Pierre, the head of the youth training department, stood even straighter, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

He was summoned by Enrique today to be held accountable.

"Pierre," Enrique's voice was not loud, but it was as cold as if it had been frozen.

"Now, read to me, word by word, the conclusion you wrote in the report on his expulsion last spring."

Pierre's Adam's apple bobbed as he struggled to speak:

Yan Yuan, 17 years and 106 days old, English citizen of Chinese descent, preferred position: right winger, U19 starters: 5...

Assessment conclusion: Mediocre technical talent, lacks explosiveness in breakthrough ability, insufficient ability to compete, and inconsistent finishing ability.

The team's coordination is decent, and their positioning has some highlights. However, they are deemed to have no potential to join the first team or possess considerable sellable value; therefore, removal from the squad is recommended…

"His positioning was quite impressive..." Enrique's fingers tapped heavily on the screen, making a crisp sound.

"The biggest advantage of a player who can score consecutive goals to defeat Liverpool and create three goals in a single game to destroy Bayern Munich's defense is that his positioning is somewhat outstanding?"

A 17-year-old kid with mediocre technical talent and insufficient physical strength, in the face of that group of strong German players, darted in and out like a shadow, and made our direct competitor (Bayern) dizzy and disoriented?!

"Pierre, tell me, are our vast scouting network and our youth training system, which invests tens of millions of euros every year, blind?!" Enrique's anger was almost tangible.

At that moment, the video replay on the screen froze on Yan Yuan's radiant smile as he exchanged jerseys with Müller after the match.

A 17-year-old boy, facing a top-tier powerhouse, is as at ease as a seasoned veteran.

Pierre's Adam's apple bobbed laboriously as he defended himself:

"The director... back then he was in our U19 team, and the data reports... definitely didn't show the explosive performance we have now."

His positioning and finishing touches were consistently impressive, but his overall ball control, physical strength, and shooting consistency... were indeed lacking upon evaluation.

"Not enough?" Enrique's voice suddenly rose, filled with disbelief.

"So, did he attend a 'crash course' at Hoffenheim for the past three months? In just two months, he went from being 'insufficient' to wreaking havoc on the defenses of Liverpool and Bayern Munich? He scored the winning goal in the Champions League qualifiers and was involved in three goals against Bayern!"

Pierre, he's facing Salah! Müller! Robben! He's currently the Bundesliga media's hottest "tough guy"! You're telling me this is "insufficient"?!

Pierre was rendered speechless by the questioning, his face turning from red to white. His mind raced through the dusty evaluation reports and training videos.

When Yan Yuan was with Paris Saint-Germain U19, he was indeed more like an opportunist.

There was a flash of inspiration in his positioning and movement, but due to Yan Yuan's own physical limitations and skills, this glimmer of hope was fleeting.

It's far less than the all-around threat he's currently displaying, a threat capable of changing the course of the game.

Especially in the right winger position, the PSG youth team prefers players with strong ball control and explosive attacking ability.

Yan Yuan's style, which leans towards off-the-ball movement and passing, was not prominent in PSG's data model at the time.

Players like this are often eliminated from PSG's youth academy, but who could have predicted that this kid would soar like a dragon into the sea after leaving PSG?

"Director, well... we admit that the assessment may have... perhaps underestimated the potential he might have had," Pierre replied cautiously, choosing his words carefully.

"As you know, the growth trajectory of young players is not linear; there are indeed some who experience a leap in 'sudden enlightenment'..."

"An epiphany?" Enrique sneered through his nose and asked him in return.

"So you're going to blame metaphysics for things you can't explain?"

He went to Hoffenheim, not Hogwarts! Nagelsmann is not Dumbledore! How could he transform an ordinary young man in just three months?

He suddenly stood up, no longer looking at Pierre, but at the Parisian night view outside the window.

Unfortunately, no matter how beautiful the night view was, it couldn't brighten his gloomy face.

"I don't want to hear any more of these useless excuses!" Enrique turned around abruptly, his sharp gaze fixed on Dubois.

"You, immediately, use all available resources! I want detailed video recordings of every game he's played in the past three months, every scouting report, analysis data from every training session, weekly changes in his physical indicators, and even changes in his diet and lifestyle!"

"Dig deep! I need to know exactly what kind of dramatic changes he underwent between leaving Paris and joining Hoffenheim—his physical condition, technique, mentality, and tactical understanding! Not a single detail can be overlooked!"

Pierre, overjoyed, nodded repeatedly: "Understood, Director, we'll immediately organize scouts to follow up!"

"And another thing," Enrique said, his voice calming down slightly.

"Give me a long report on this 'tough guy' later."

I need to continuously monitor his performance over the next three months, six months, and even a year to determine whether he's a flash in the pan of genius or truly possesses the core qualities for top-tier, consistent output.

He walked back to his desk, his finger landing once again on Yan Yuan's young and handsome face on the screen, and continued to add to the description.

"Most importantly, we need to assess his potential changes in position at Hoffenheim, his contract status, and... the feasibility of a buy-back."

Pierre was taken aback. The director was already considering a buyback?

This is undoubtedly a difficult denial, especially for a club like Paris Saint-Germain that invests heavily in its youth training system. Admitting a major misjudgment of a promising talent requires immense courage and comes at a great cost.

He looked at Yan Yuan on the screen, the former fringe player of the U19 team, who had now become a source of headaches and anxiety for the entire Paris management.

In the future transfer market, the value of this English-Chinese right winger will likely be much higher than when he left the team.

"Understood, Director. I will immediately activate the highest priority assessment and tracking system and report all of Yan Yuan's movements to you as soon as possible," Pierre quickly composed himself and responded professionally.

Silence returned to the office, with only the screen showing Yan Yuan's spectacular goals and dribbling skills playing over and over again.

Every time the ball went into the net, it felt like a heavy hammer blow to Enrique's heart.

He sat back in the large chair, rubbing his temples. The anxiety hadn't dissipated; instead, it had transformed into a more concrete pressure.

Paris cannot afford to miss any more true geniuses, no matter what form they have taken before.