In this time and space, Chinese football has become the laughing stock of the whole people, rotten to the core.
Sun Chen, a mechanical college student who had just arrived, touched the five hundred yuan left in his pocket, then turned around and tricked the rich second-generation brothers into spending millions to build a grassroots club.
Brother: "I'm so stupid, really. I thought he couldn't find a job and was so excited that he went crazy, so I just spent millions just to hear it, but he backhanded a European giant to the ground and rubbed it?"
Bind the [Player Recruitment System] to cut off the top talents in the world!
It's just that the players we recruited all had some serious illnesses: the goalkeeper who was addicted to the second dimension, the forward who had a slight social fear, the defensive midfielder who wanted to fight if he disagreed with others...
Faced with this group of weirdos, Sun Chen said: The problem is not big, everyone under the tactical board is equal.
Starting from the lowest level amateur league in Binhai City, a "Star" club with a unique but invincible style was born.
Foreign media were horrified: "The tactics of that all-Chinese team were simply a dimensionality reduction attack! What kind of monster is their head coach?
