Legendary Road

"Man, I'm sorry, your head coach has lost patience with you..."

A man with dark brown wheat skin and curly hair sat blankly on the sofa, staring blankly at his manager for a long time before asking, "They want to sell me?"

"Thiago." His manager looked carefully at the man's knee. Although the wound had healed, there was still a hideous scar. He continued to shift his gaze to the ankle where the bandage had just been removed. The tone said, "Yeah, they don't want to pay a player who hasn't played a game all season."

It is obvious that the man named Thiago by his manager was completely irritated by what he said just now. He clenched his fists and landed on the sofa with a loud bang. Eye erosion.

"That's their reason?! How can I play when they don't let me play?!"

His agent had to reassure him with nice words: "Calm down, buddy...we have other ways to go."

Thiago didn't say a word, he looked out the window silently at the Moscow River that was running day and night. Just the last ounce of consolation for the losers.

"I have to endure the terrible weather in Moscow every day. There is no beach like Rio de Janeiro, and there is no bright sun, only cold snowflakes all year round!" Tiago twitched the corners of his mouth and laughed self-deprecatingly, "Even if It was better to be in Portugal last year than suffer here."

"Don't say that, man, at least..."

"Togne, you don't need to say it, I know it all." Thiago interrupted the words of agent Togneto, and fell into the soft sofa weakly, covering his face in pain, "No head coach will To use a player at the end of the season who has been plagued by injuries and hasn't played an official game for almost two years... yeah, I don't think I would use him if I were the manager. And, I don't think there will be any The club wants to buy me, right?"

Tonieto's silence meant acquiescence.

Tonieto didn't speak, and Thiago didn't want to say more. After the subtle silence lasted for nearly 2 minutes, Tonetto said helplessly: "Thiago, let's go back to Brazil to play football. The European continent is important to you. It's been a nightmare."

"...Back to Brazil?" Thiago murmured and repeated Tonieto's words, showing bewildered eyes.

It was hard for him to kick out of Brazil and play in continental Europe, which all Brazilian players have dreamed of since they were young. Thinking about myself two years ago, coming to Portugal from Brazil with great ambition, I thought it would be a dream What would have been a normal journey suddenly turned into a catastrophic nightmare.

Injuries, injuries... Continuous injuries prevented him from playing a game in the first season of his transfer to Porto, and he was called a "liar" and "parallel importer" by the local media.

So at the suggestion of Tognetto, he immediately changed his club and chose to change his environment to play in distant Moscow. Unexpectedly, the current situation is even worse.

But even so, he still wants to stay in Europe to play, not for anything else, just because the salary paid by European clubs is several times that of Brazil.

"Togne, we finally came to Europe." Thiago looked at Togneto, and said with some embarrassment, "You know the salary of European clubs..."

Who doesn't want to make money?Tonieto sighed secretly, God knows why his employer is so ignorant, obviously has extraordinary talent, but never had the opportunity to display it.

Tonieto was about to say something more, but the doorbell rang inappropriately. He and Thiago exchanged glances—who would come to them at such a time?

"It's probably a salesman again." The depressed Tiago didn't want to answer the door at all. He was not familiar with the place and language in Moscow, and he hardly had any buddies who got along with him. "Don't talk to him."

"I'll go and see." Tonieto shrugged helplessly at Thiago's willful behavior, got up and walked towards the door.

Yan Jing was standing in front of Thiago Silva's goal. He was already full of confidence in winning the defense general. Before he let the club test the tone of Dynamo Moscow, he got it very quickly. A simple answer-as long as Dortmund is willing to pay 100 million euros for Thiago Silva, then this Brazilian player belongs to them.

100 million euros to buy the best central defender in future football and the core value of the Brazilian team's defense?

Yan Jing smiled, it's worth it, of course it's worth it, but for now, 100 million euros is really a bit expensive for an unknown young player who has been injured for two full seasons, isn't it?

It took a while before someone opened the door. Seeing that the person in front of him was not the Brazilian player he was familiar with, Yan Jing asked suspiciously, "Excuse me, is this the home of Thiago Silva?"

Tonieto looked at Yan Jing and froze in place - he knew this man!In the past half season, he has been in the limelight and became the head coach of Borussia Dortmund with his excellent performance in leading the team...

He is now in Moscow in person, looking for a player named Thiago Silva, what does that mean?

As long as you're not brainless, you'll know... what the hell does that mean? !

If it weren't for Yan Jing in front of him, Tonieto would have jumped three meters high and cheered to say Long live Jesus, but now he has to try to keep calm, as a manager should be calm.

"Ahem, I'm Tiago Silva's agent Tonieto, hello, Mr. Yan Jing." Tonieto quickly reported himself, and then signaled Yan Jing to go in with him, "Thiago is now It's inside."

Yan Jing smiled slightly. It seemed that the agent was a little bit capable. Although he had noticed the ecstasy of the other party just now, at least he could calm down immediately.

"Tiago, come here!"

Thiago Silva was still nestled on the sofa feeling sad, and Tonieto's obviously excited shouts made him jump up from the sofa in dissatisfaction——what are you doing, what is this guy shouting at? Roar?

When Thiago walked to the door quickly, he saw his agent was communicating with an oriental man. The oriental man looked familiar, but he didn't remember who it was, so he raised his elbow Bumped Tonieto on the side.

"Tony, who is he?"

Tonieto wanted to roll his eyes when he heard Thiago's question. Thiago has been recuperating from his injuries. Could it be that he is so depressed that he doesn't even care about the news of the mainstream European leagues?

"He's the coach of Dortmund, Thiago, you don't know that?"

After what Tonieto said, Thiago suddenly remembered the Yan Jing he had seen several times on TV.

oh!It turned out to be him!

Thiago is not an idiot either, he immediately and naturally thought of a certain aspect, but he seemed a little unbelievable, he looked at Tonieto in a daze, and after getting a nod of affirmation from the other party, he finally put this sky-falling Hi to digest.

Dortmund want to buy him!That is the team that may be able to participate in the Champions League next season!

After realizing this problem, Thiago's reaction was much more exaggerated than that of Tonieto just now. He first talked a lot with Yan Jing in Portuguese, and then reminded him silently in Tonieto Only then did he realize that Yan Jing couldn't understand Portuguese at all.

Listening to a bunch of rapping Portuguese, Yan Jing suddenly felt that it was necessary for him to learn this language a little bit. He looked at Thiago, who was a little out of control due to excitement, and stretched out his hand towards the other party with an elegant demeanor, Say hello to the other party in simple English: "Hello, Mr. Silva, as you can imagine, the purpose of my visit to Moscow this time is to bring you to Germany to play football."

Thiago seemed eager to pack his things and leave this damn Russia right away. If Tonieto hadn't pinched him from behind, he would have nodded and agreed like a chicken pecking at rice.

Unlike Thiago, Tonieto thought carefully about the pros and cons of moving to Dortmund after he calmed down. Naturally, there is no need to say more about the benefits, but what he is worried about is that if Thiago joins Dortmund, he is still just a substitute. , what's the point?

Although Dortmund is currently in financial distress, it is a strong European team after all, and it will be able to play in Europe next season. A player like Thiago will not even be able to play in a third-rate European team like Dynamo Moscow. Can Dortmund make it?

The more Tonetto thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. Instead of letting Thiago's talent wear out on the bench, it would be better to go back to Brazil and start over, so he expressed his views directly.

"Mr. Yan Jing, thank you for your appreciation of Thiago, but I don't want Thiago to go to Germany to sit on the bench for another season."

Thiago didn't go as far as Tonieto thought. When he heard that his agent was going to reject the invitation from Dortmund, he was a little anxious.

"Tony! I think I..."

"Oh, no, Mr. Tonieto, I think you misunderstood something." Yan Jing couldn't help laughing after hearing Tonieto's worry, he raised his hand so that he seemed to want to rush over and strangle Tonieto's neck Thiago calmed down, then blinked, "The weather in Russia is really bad, and it's my first time here too."

Tonieto was a little dizzy. Why did this oriental man suddenly talk about the weather?What does this have to do with their transfer?

Yan Jing looked at the confused expressions of Tonieto and Thiago, so he had no choice but to give up on Dongfang's way of negotiating, and he also said straight to the point: "I mean, if all I need is a substitute player, then I will Why come to Moscow yourself?"

Tonieto was startled, still a little suspicious.

According to the opponent, he wants to use Thiago as the main force. Is this credible?In football, there are a lot of examples of first tricking players with good words and then throwing them on the bench.

Tonieto, who was still making comparisons in his heart, turned his head, and he saw Thiago's eyes glowing, as if he heard that Porto wanted to acquire him who played for Juventus two years ago.