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Chapter 132 Give me Suk (5th update, please subscribe!)

A training match is taking place at Dinamo Zagreb's training base.

Substitute VS main player.

The substitutes worked hard to prove themselves.

"Here! Here!"

Rakitic found space and beckoned for the ball.

Strinic, who was in the full-back position, immediately passed the ball.

"pretty!"

Rakitic was delighted. The moment he turned around and looked up, two people suddenly appeared in front of him.

Suk and Duimovich sandwiched him on the left and right.

Rakitic hurriedly pulled the ball, but Duimovic had already moved forward.

With Duimovic's physical confrontation, the 16-year-old Rakitic was unable to pose a threat at all.

He tilted his body and lost the ball.

"Suke!"

Duimovic passed the ball across to Suker.

At this time, Rakitic had recovered and immediately rushed towards Suker.

If you lose the ball, get it back.

Suker looked at the arrogant Rakitic. He did not take the initiative to meet the ball, but waited for a moment.

Just when Rakitic thought he could stretch out his foot to steal, Suker moved his right foot slightly and pushed the ball towards Rakitic's crotch.

A crotch-piercing pass was made, and Su Ke dodged and passed it easily.

"oh!!--"

Duimovich and others screamed strangely, and they knew that Su Ke's extraordinary performance was about to begin.

"Oops!"

Seeing Rakitic being passed, Strinic immediately stepped forward to restrict it.

Suker moved the ball horizontally, opened up some distance, and pretended to sprint forward. When Strinic's center of gravity deviated, Suker moved the ball again.

"So fast!"

Strinic forcibly twisted his body, but the next second, Suk turned in the opposite direction again.

After continuous downward changes, Strinic finally lost his center of gravity and fell down.

"oh!!!--"

"again!"

Duimovich was overjoyed.

Su Ke, who entered the penalty area, was already within shooting range.

Substitute goalkeeper Subasic is ready.

Substitute center back Sildenfeld immediately followed up to block, but Suker dunked his foot, once again created a gap for shooting, and scored with his right foot.

Uh-huh! ! ! ——

At the beginning of the training match, less than 2 minutes later, the substitute conceded the ball.

The substitutes all had their eyes widened. They looked at Suk's back as he shrugged and retreated, and their minds were filled with images of him excelling.

How to prevent this? !

The competition in the arena continues.

But when the main team faced the newly formed substitutes, it was almost a dimensionality reduction blow.

Su Ke even scored wildly.

In just 30 minutes, Suker scored 6 goals, Modric scored with a long shot and a set kick, and Mandzukic and Duimovic also scored.

10:0!

The bench was completely devastated.

Seeing this scene, head coach Besic had to call a stop.

“That’s it for the training match!”

Hearing this, the game in the arena was terminated.

The substitutes sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.

Their eyes were full of confusion.

Almost everyone here is the same age, but why is the gap so big?

After all, they are also talented players of various teams, but compared with Su Ke and others, they seem to be one dimension behind.

As soon as you raise your head, you will see the opponent. If you pass the ball within three passes, you will lose the ball.

Strinic and others were better, but the younger Rakitic was almost kicked to tears.

At this time, Rakitic's eyes were filled with tears, but he tried not to let them out.

He was unhappy with his performance.

And it was accompanied by a strong reluctance.

In this game, he didn't even have one successful dribble, and his passing success rate was even pitifully low.

Why is there such a big gap!

Not convinced!

Not willing to give in!

"Don't run! Keep kicking! Keep kicking if you can!"

Rakitic sniffed and shouted.

Su Ke, who was not far in front of him, suddenly turned his head and looked over.

scare! !

Rakitic shrank his neck subconsciously.

It was this Satan-like guy who kicked six goals toward their goal!

Suker glared at Rakitic, turned around and shouted; "Run back and forth 20 times! If the running distance is not up to standard, find the standard yourself!"

Following Su Ke's words, Duimovic and others followed Su Ke's footsteps, and they came to the edge of the court together.

"The last one to kick ass, I'll count down!"

"One, two, charge!!"

Duimovich looked at Suk running wildly for a moment, then started to curse and chase.

"Shameless! You jumped the gun!"

Suk turned his head; "Kick your butt if you run too slow!"

"Ah~~~~!!!"

"Rush!!!"

"I don't want to get my ass kicked!"

"Speed up! Speed up!"

The substitutes were sitting on the sidelines, staring blankly at Su Ke and other main players running wildly.

After 30 minutes of high-intensity competition, their physical energy was almost exhausted.

But Su Ke and others seemed to have no impact, and they were still exercising their physical fitness.

This further dealt a blow to them.

The 16-year-old Rakitic burst into tears.

So shameless!

The substitutes have just joined. As talents from various clubs, they will inevitably have an element of arrogance.

For this reason, Besic used this training match to make the substitutes recognize the gap.

But he didn't expect that Su Ke and others almost shocked the mentality of these substitutes, and even shocked them.

The situation now becomes a little more delicate.

Besic wanted to create a competitive relationship and let the main players feel some pressure, but now it has become a situation where the substitutes are afraid of the main players.

In the tactical room, Besic looked at everyone and said;

"The league will start on July 17, and our first round of Champions League qualifying matches are also confirmed!"

"On July 19th, we will usher in the first round of the Champions League qualifying matches at home!"

Everyone suddenly looked solemn.

They now value the Champions League more than the league.

“Our opponent in the first round is Yerevan Phoenix Football Club from Armenia!”

Everyone looked at each other.

Apparently, this was the first time they had heard of the team.

There are many European leagues under the umbrella of UEFA.

Armenia is ranked at the bottom, even lower than the Bosnia and Herzegovina League.

It can be said that this opponent is not a strong opponent, and the first round draw is still good.

"Yerevan Phoenix's playing style is the traditional British style of playing. They make great moves in the game." After a pause, Besic reminded: "Suker, don't always stick to the ball!"

Su Ke also nodded immediately.

"They have very little information and it is difficult to grasp specific things. Therefore, in the next period of time, they will focus on consolidating defensive training."

Besic shouted: "Get as many goals as possible at home!"

After the tactical meeting ended, Besic couldn't help but sigh.

Phoenix of Yerevan!

Although not a strong team, there is something special about the area they are in.

The overall altitude of Armenia is about 1,000 meters, and the Yerevan area reaches an altitude of 1,500 meters.

Although it does not cause altitude sickness, the oxygen content there is indeed lower than in plain areas.

Besic was afraid that something unexpected would happen and all his previous efforts would be wasted.

At the same time, he was also helpless.

If he had enough time and money, he could lead the team to high-altitude areas for hypoxic training.

This can not only improve the players' endurance and explosive power, but also adapt to competitions in plateau areas.

But the current situation does not allow it.

It's not a big problem, but it is an element of surprise after all, which also reminds Besic that his work has not been fully implemented.

England, North London.

Inside Arsenal's training ground.

After Wenger completed the signing of a transfer contract, he asked: "Have you not received a reply from Dinamo Zagreb yet?"

The staff member shook his head and said, "This is already the second quotation faxed, but they haven't received any response."

Wenger lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said, "I understand, you go out and do your work."

After the staff left, Wenger took out his phone and called.

The phone beeps busy.

Wenger narrowed his eyes slightly and dialed another number again.

Soon, the call was connected.

"Hello. Who is this?"

"Mamic, I'm Arsene Wenger!"

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"I know you are with Davo. You have been inseparable before. Give him the phone!" Wenger said with a hint of indignation.

Just listen to the other side dawdling for a moment, and there are even whispers.

After a while, Dawo Suk's voice came on the phone.

"Good afternoon, Professor, I lost my phone, so..."

Wenger said solemnly: "I don't care if you have lost your phone number, as long as the person I want is not lost!"

".This" Dawo Suk's tone began to become panicked.

Wenger had a bad feeling.

"Is there any surprise?"

Davor Suker sighed and said: "You may not be able to take him away this season."

"Oh?" Wenger raised his eyebrows. He thought for a moment and asked, "Won't the club let him go?"

"It's the head coach who won't let him go. Let me tell you the truth."

As Davor Suker elaborated, Wenger's brows knitted together.

What the hell is this guy doing?

"So, when Su Ke joined for less than a season, you contacted me privately without telling the coach?" Wenger said angrily; "Do you know that if Besic pursues the investigation, neither of us can escape? The charge of illegal recruitment!”

"It's not that serious. Besic just wants them to stay for one more season. Besides, 95% of recruitments in football have hidden rules. You also contacted me in advance through your agent."

"Okay!" Wenger interrupted; "So, this season, they are not going to sell it, right?"

Dawo Suk nodded: "Yes!"

"What about the players' personal wishes?" Wenger asked.

This sentence stunned Dawo Suk.

"You're not going to activate the liquidated damages clause, are you?"

Does a stingy person like Wenger really want to activate the liquidated damages clause?

Just listen to Wenger saying: "I'm just asking!"

Davor Suker breathed a sigh of relief; "His personal wish is to stay with the team and play for another year."

"Does he have the intention to join Arsenal?" Wenger asked again.

"Yes!" Dawo Suk insisted!

"Okay." Wenger nodded; "Then I'll try again during the winter break!"

"It's a season!" Dawo Suk said quickly; "We need the summer window!"

Wenger ignored it and said, "Let's give it a try anyway."

Spain, on a holiday island.

Dawo Suk was sitting on a lounge chair by the beach. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief as he hung up the phone.

"Hold on!"

Boban on the side raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Wenger hasn't given up?"

"He said he'd try again during the winter break! It's likely that he'll wait until the summer window." Dawo Suk breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally, it's been delayed."

Boban sat up and said anxiously, "Why are you holding back? He's just a small player, why is Wenger so persistent?"

"Not a small player, but a genius!"

Davor Suk looked at Boban and said with a strange expression: "What's going on with you? It seems like you want Wenger to give up."

Boban scratched his cheek.

"I thought Wenger would give up."

Davor Suker shrugged: "But he is very persistent."

Boban exhaled: "This is really difficult to handle!"

Seeing Boban's confused look, Davor Suk asked, "What's wrong? There's something wrong with your face."

Bona pursed his lips and suddenly said, "Brother, give Suk to me."

"Give it to you? What?"

Dawo Suk looked puzzled, but his expression soon changed, and he stood up suddenly and said:

"AC Milan?!"