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Chapter 54 Scout (Please add to your favorites)

The Spanish Football Federation International Invitational Tournament is a competition organized by the Spanish Football Federation and open to players worldwide.

In addition to the youth training programs of top European clubs, teams from Asia, South America, and North America also participate.

The tournament follows the World Cup format, with a total of 32 teams divided into eight groups, playing a single round-robin group stage.

The top two teams from each group advance to the knockout stage, where they compete in the round of 16, quarterfinals, semifinals, and finals to determine the champion of this international invitational tournament.

It's fair to say that this invitational tournament was quite prestigious.

After all, renowned local talents like Santo Ario, Barcelona's youth academy, and Valencia's youth academy all came to support the team.

Furthermore, youth training programs from Italian clubs such as Torino and Milan are also participating.

Apart from 'Green Lions', the rest are all youth training institutions under the professional teams.

Of course, the Green Lions' lineup is also quite good, after all, it includes half of the U15 national youth team.

"So many people!"

The area around the competition venue has become extremely lively, resembling a school sports meet, but on a larger scale.

The entrance is a huge archway bearing the logo of the 'Spanish Football Federation Youth International Invitational Tournament'.

Colorful flags fluttered on both sides, and people came and went in the passageway. The shops and stalls around were filled with various hawking calls, creating a lively atmosphere.

Many of these people were spectators.

The football atmosphere in Spain is unmatched in China; even youth tournaments like this still attract a lot of attention.

Not only local fans and spectators, but also 'spectators' who traveled from afar specifically for this match.

They are all very different, with different skin colors, and even their appearances are quite different.

They all wore crossbody bags, held a phone in one hand and a notebook in the other.

They moved back and forth in the crowd, their eyes constantly scanning the area, their sharp gazes carrying a sense of seriousness and scrutiny.

As Wei Lai entered the stadium, he made eye contact with these kinds of people several times.

"Who are these people?" Wei Lai asked curiously.

Yang Fan, standing to the side, turned his head and said nonchalantly, "A scout!"

"Scout?"

Wei Lai was taken aback.

Seeing the faint excitement flickering on Wei Lai's face, Yang Fan couldn't help but pour cold water on it, saying, "Don't get your hopes up. It's indeed rare in China, but it's commonplace in Europe!"

"These aren't big-name scouts or famous scouts; they're probably just part-time scouts or freelance hunters!"

Wei Lai blinked: "Part-time scout? Freelance hunter?"

Yang Fan nodded and said, "European scouts are divided into three groups. The first is the club chief scouts that we are familiar with. They have a deep cooperation with the clubs and work full-time as scouts. They have more say in recommending players. If you are noticed by these scouts, congratulations, you have a good chance to get a trial qualification for a European club's youth training program, or even be promoted directly to the first team!"

"The second type is part-time scouts. They have full-time jobs but are employed by the clubs to scout in their spare time. The clubs will give these scouts a certain base salary, but it is not high. Every time a young player completes a signing, they can also get some commission."

"The third type is the freelance hunter. They combine the characteristics of professional scouts and part-time scouts. As free agents, they travel between various competitions to collect a lot of information on young players, and then sell this information to those clubs. If they are valued by those clubs, they can also get a certain bonus, but the probability of this is extremely low."

After saying that, Yang Fan shrugged and said, "Most of the scouts here are second or third-tier scouts. After all, real professional scouts travel all over the top five leagues. They don't have time to pay attention to us little newbies."

Wei Lai nodded, his initial excitement gradually subsiding.

According to Yang Fan, this is very common.

However, these scrutinizing gazes were still somewhat uncomfortable, especially from the bald man on the left.

Wei Lai turned his head to his left and saw a middle-aged man with a receding hairline, wearing light gray trousers and a blue short-sleeved shirt. His chest was slightly damp from the heat, but the man continued to leer at Wei Lai with his shifty eyes while simultaneously writing something in his notebook. The Green Lions team headed towards the playing field, and the middle-aged man with the receding hairline followed closely behind.

Hey! George!

As soon as the Mediterranean man arrived at the stadium, a tall, thin man with curly hair greeted him and then quickly looked down at the notebook in the Mediterranean man's hand.

Snapped!
George slammed his notebook shut and looked up, displeased. "Mr. Sanders!"

Sanders laughed, "Just kidding!"

George: "This is no funny joke!"

After saying that, he turned his head to look at the court, clearly indicating that he refused to communicate.

But they just kept coming after us.

Which one have you taken a fancy to?

"No comment!"

"Is it that number five from the red team?"

Upon hearing this, George couldn't help but tremble.

"I guessed it right!"

Sanders clapped his hands with a smile and said, "Isn't he a very strange player? His footwork isn't very good, and he has some deficiencies in dribbling, passing, and agility, but his decision-making, passing, and especially his ability to withstand pressure are extremely outstanding!"

“It’s not about coping with stress!” George said, pursing his lips. “His is about relieving stress!”

“That’s right!” Sanders immediately nodded. “That’s exactly it. Even when he’s under pressure and his teammates are passing the ball around in a tight space, as soon as the ball reaches his feet, he can immediately take it away, giving his teammates a chance to catch their breath.”

"He slowed down the pace and made the ball control more stable. It can be said that in the first two warm-up matches, he made almost no mistakes and made no errors, which is very commendable!"

"Every touch of the ball is extremely well-timed, his control of space is very precise, and his sense of positioning is also very attractive!"

“Hey George, you’re not the only scout here,” Sanders said, pointing to the side. “Look!”

George turned his head and saw that a group of scouts had already started climbing the net.

They were either standing, squatting, adjusting their photography equipment, or taking notes.

George has reason to believe that the vast majority of scouts here are there for this Chinese number 5.

This is what attracts these scouts.

However, George remained silent.

Scouts are a group that works with experience, insight, and theoretical knowledge, but there are also a few players who possess special talents.

intuition!

George believes he belongs to that category!
After all, a year ago, he used his intuition to discover a 19-year-old Dutch talent, who is now playing professional football in the Premier League.

He also received a substantial bonus.

“Hey! George!” Sanders raised an eyebrow. “Come work for us, and I’ll give you a great contract and a stable job. If I get promoted to management, I’ll recommend you for chief scout. How about it?”

George remained silent.

Sanders pursed his lips slightly; "I remember your child is due soon, isn't he? Don't you want to give him a stable environment to grow up in?"

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