Football: Three sure-fire weaknesses in every match!

Chapter 338 The Light of the Future: Young Chinese Generals Set Sail on the European Continent

Barty was initially just curious.

Then came surprise.

Finally, it turned into utter shock.

He was also known for his powerful shots when he was young.

He knew what it meant for the net to be truly breached.

This is not simple power.

It also requires extremely precise contact point, ball speed, and net force application.

One instance could be considered a coincidence.

Twice?

Barty stared at the screen, silent for a long while.

The Argentinian host next to him asked:

"Which legendary striker's shadow can you see in Lin Qi?"

Barty slowly shook his head.

"Too many."

"Inzaghi made a run."

"It has the imagination of Baggio and Totti."

"He has Van Basten's ability to fly."

"It also has some of the shooting power I had when I was younger."

"But once you put all of these into one person, it becomes very difficult to find a template."

He suddenly remembered that Ronaldo was once called an alien.

So, someone like Lin Qi...

What should it be called?

TyC Sports' on-site director immediately assigned a new task to the host via headset.

"I must interview Lin Qi after the match."

"We must get an exclusive response no matter what."

"There is a rapid increase in discussion about him within Argentina right now."

The video has finished playing.

The stadium lights came back on.

The applause from the audience lasted for a long time.

Staff pushed a huge trophy model into the center circle.

That was a 1:1 replica of the Asian Youth Championship trophy of the Chinese national team.

To be precise, it's even bigger than the original.

Two golden dragons spiral upwards, supporting the football at the top.

The base is engraved with the names of the Chinese national team, Sampdoria, and Lin Qi.

Ferrero stood next to the trophy and raised his hand to show it.

"This trophy will be permanently displayed in Sampdoria's dedicated Lin Qi Hall of Honor!"

"This is an honor that Lin Qi has won for China, and it is also the pride of Sampdoria!"

Applause erupted again.

Once the atmosphere reached its peak, Ferrero finally got to the real topic.

"But celebrating the past is not the only purpose of today."

"We will create the future!"

"Starting today, the Sampdoria Chinese Youth Training Program officially launches!"

The plan logo appeared on the large screen.

Map of China.

Genoa coast.

A golden air route connects the two places.

"We will be selecting children with football talent in multiple cities across China on an ongoing basis."

"Through on-site trials and video submissions, we seek out young people who truly love football and have real potential."

"The selected children will go to Italy to receive European professional-level youth training!"

"The expenses will be borne by Sampdoria!"

"train!"

"Food and lodging!"

"Medical care!"

"Culture and education!"

"We'll take full responsibility!"

The Chinese fans in the stands immediately erupted in huge cheers.

Ferrero turned and pointed towards the players' tunnel.

"And today."

"The first young player to receive a formal invitation from Sampdoria has arrived at the Ferraris Stadium!"

Zhou Xiaoman, wearing a Sampdoria jersey, walked into the center circle accompanied by his parents.

She was visibly nervous in front of tens of thousands of people.

Their footsteps became very light.

But when the video of her shooting with her left foot and breaking the plastic basin was played on the big screen, the whole audience burst into good-natured laughter and applause.

Ferrero handed her the microphone.

Be brave.

"You can say whatever you want."

Zhou Xiaoman took the microphone, her hands still trembling slightly.

She glanced at the stands, then at the huge model of the championship trophy.

Then he said in Chinese:

"Hello everyone."

"My name is Zhou Xiaoman."

"I'm twelve years old this year."

My idol is Brother Lin Qi.

"I want to be like him and become a national team player in the future."

"Wear the Chinese national team jersey."

"To bring glory to the nation!"

The translator translated her words completely into Italian.

The entire Ferraris stadium erupted in enthusiastic applause.

Some people even stood up and applauded the timid but determined little girl.

When Zhou Xiaoman's father took the microphone, he was visibly more nervous.

He said:

"We used to think that playing football was just a hobby."

"It's very difficult for ordinary families to actually send their children down a career path."

"Because training is expensive, going abroad is even more expensive, and I'm also worried about it interfering with my academic studies."

"But after seeing Lin Qi's experience, we parents also began to think that our children might really be able to give it a try."

"In particular, Sampdoria is willing to cover the costs of training, accommodation, and education."

"This solves several of the problems that Chinese parents are most worried about."

"We are very grateful to Sampdoria."

"We also hope that the children can cherish this opportunity, train hard, and live up to these resources."

Zhou Xiaoman's mother, with tears in her eyes, bowed repeatedly.

Some of the Chinese fans in the stands already had sore eyes.

Ferrero took the microphone back.

"Someone might ask."

"Can a girl play professional soccer in the future?"

My answer is—of course!

"The professional system for women's football in Italy is still under rapid development."

"In Serie A, there is also a push to develop a more mature and complete women's league system."

Sampdoria has established a women's football division!

"Once she grows up, if she has the ability, she will definitely have a chance to stand on the European level of professional competition!"

Applause erupted again.

After bowing to the surroundings, Zhou Xiaoman and her parents left the venue under the guidance of staff.

Ferrero's expression then underwent a subtle change.

The heartwarming ending.

Now it's time to make money.

"certainly!"

"To celebrate Lin Qi's triumphant return and the official launch of the Samphua National Youth Training Program."

"The club's official store will be launching a series of brand-new commemorative products!"

The image on the big screen changed.

The first item is a limited edition scarf from Linqi Castle.

Dark blue background.

The outline of a golden castle.

The center displays Lin Qi's name and number.

The second item is a limited-edition winter hat from the castle.

The third item is a scaled-down model of the castle.

The fourth item is the same doorplate as Lin Qi's.

The fans in the stands reacted fairly normally.

Many people have already started taking pictures with their phones.

Then, the style of the screen suddenly changed.

A toilet seat cover with a blue, white, red, and black color scheme appeared before everyone.

Lin Qi's number 10 is also on it.

There was a moment of silence in the stands.

Then came scattered bursts of laughter.

Ferrero, however, took it very seriously.

"Designed specifically for winter!"

"soft!"

"Keep warm!"

"Comfortable!"

"To protect every Sampdoria fan from getting cold this winter!"

The next product appears.

Urinal shooting goal set.

Miniature goalposts are attached above the urinal.

Below it is a soccer ball-shaped target point.

The product slogans were written very prominently.

[Take a step forward, and your shot will be more accurate!]

The laughter in the Ferraris stadium grew even louder.

Even in the Florence away team section, some people couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Fan Zhiyi was completely dumbfounded in the commentary booth.

"This can be made into merchandise too?"

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