Chapter 9 Excuse me, is this face comfortable?(2/2)
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"Congratulations, Gao Han!"
Gao Han didn't notice Zambrano's anger at all. After finishing his middle finger at Clementeby, he heard someone calling him behind him and turned around immediately.
At first glance, isn’t it just Javier Matayana, and Torres, a little freckled?
"Hey, thank you!"
Gao Han had a good impression of these two people, and immediately smiled and shook hands with them.
Torres's little freckle looked at Gao Han with excitement, and he tried even harder when shaking hands. The feeling of a small fan meeting a big star made Gao Han feel a sense of accomplishment.
"Did you know? In the history of the Madrid Community Invitational, no amateur team has reached the semi-finals, you are the first one." Javier Matayana smiled.
"Is that true?" Gao Han suddenly realized.
The coaching system is really authoritative, it actually broke the cup record.
"Yes!" Matayana nodded, "Not to mention the semi-finals, the amateur team that reached the quarterfinals only appeared once before you, but they stopped in the quarterfinals."
Gao Han was so happy that he heard it.
He himself knows that Madrid is not only the capital of Spain, but also the central city of Spain's football, with many professional teams gathered around it.
Therefore, the better the Chinatown team he led performs in this event, the easier it is to attract the attention of professional teams and the more beneficial it will be for his future.
Look, Getafe Team 2 took the initiative to come to the door before.
Now that the team has set a record, the teams that have actively invited will definitely come one after another.
"Gao Han, your opponent in the semi-finals is Atletico Madrid's second team. This team was ranked in the middle and upper level even in the second division, and was very strong. Although the team's backbone has gone a lot after relegation, its overall strength is still stronger than the several professional teams you have encountered before."
Gao Han nodded gratefully for Matayana's kind reminder.
He understands!
In fact, the more you play in the Cup, the stronger the team you encounter.
Whether it is Atletico Madrid second team or Real Madrid second team Castia, they all have super strength.
When playing against such a team, no matter who you meet, as an amateur team, Chinatown will be in a life-threatening life.
Torres smiled and reminded: "You must pay attention to high center forward Pino. Although he is only 1.85 meters tall, he is very physically stunning, and his head and shooting ability are excellent."
"There is also midfielder David Curbilo, who is both offensive and defensive, and is also very powerful. He and Pino have rich experience in the Spanish Second Division, but they are just temporarily ranked second team."
Gao Han heard it a little strange, "Fernando, why are you so familiar with the players of Atletico Madrid's second team?"
Matayana, who was standing beside him, couldn't help laughing, "Because he is an Atletico Madrid player, can he not be familiar with it?"
"What?" Gao Han was surprised and lost his voice, "Are you an Atletico Madrid player?"
Torres nodded first, then his face darkened, "I'm just a member of the youth team."
Matayana seemed to notice Torres's loss and smiled slightly, "But in my opinion, you definitely have the strength to gain a foothold in the second team, or even the first team."
Gao Han was a little moved. He was so highly praised by the chief reporter of Marca. This little freckle looks very powerful.
But such a young genius is old enough, so how could he not join the second team?
"So what? They are not willing to give young players a chance at all!" Torres said quietly.
It can be seen that he is disappointed with his situation at Atletico Madrid.
Not paying attention to youth training is a common phenomenon in the European professional league.
Teams like Ajax that attach importance to youth training are exceptions, and Ajax is now starting to lose play.
Therefore, Gao Han could only give sympathy and understanding to Torres's experience.
"Don't worry, it's gold, it will definitely shine!" Gao Han patted Torres' shoulder comfortably.
Little Freckle raised his head and looked at Gao Han, "Really?"
Chapter completed!