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Chapter 4 - Professor Wenger

Professor Wenger was a little puzzled. Could it be that improving physical skills is more difficult than improving technical skills? There is some truth to this, after all, training physical attributes is a longer-term process and relies more on talent.

Everyone has significant differences due to factors such as genetics and acquired dietary environment.

Now Maël needs to consider whether to allocate time for strength training. He previously talked about the theory of 'more is not necessarily better,' but that was because he only had one skill, and he wasn't sure how to acquire new skills, so he didn't want to waste time trying.

Now he has it, and it's a crucial skill, he can't just sit idly by.

"There are currently seven trial players in the team, and your contracts all expire at the beginning of July."

Coach Hans's voice sounded from his ear, and Maël temporarily put aside his thoughts to listen to him.

"But you all know that there are only two vacant positions in the team."

Hans passed by Maël's position, glanced at him, and said, "Only two people can stay, there will be no favoritism, everything depends purely on strength."

Maël knew that these words were directed at him. Coach Hans is good to him, but that doesn't mean he will look at him with biased eyes, especially in the selection.

This is human nature, and he admires people who are so impartial.

Because they can balance fairness and personal feelings.

"On June 30th, we have a friendly match against Liverpool U17, and I will field all the trial players."

Hans's voice sounded again: "Use your performance to impress me, impress the coaching staff!"

Maël's eyes flickered. Today is June 13th, and he has seventeen days to intensify his training and improve his skills.

If he could upgrade Long Shot to lv3 before then, and score 1 or 2 goals in the youth team match, it would be a sensation.

At that time, not to mention staying, it is possible to be spotted by other professional teams and seek a loan.

He dreamed of stepping onto the professional stage, and as he thought about it, he thought about how to allocate his training time.

He should start with himself first, and try to add some certainty for himself as much as possible.

There are still seventeen days.

In other words, as long as he increases his Long Shot proficiency by 20 points every day, he will definitely be able to upgrade his shooting to lv3 before the match.

The base proficiency of Strength is higher, and increasing it by a little over 10 points every day will allow him to reach lv2 before then.

Perhaps, is it worth developing on two fronts?

"If I participate in the youth team match with lv3 Long Shot and lv2 Strength, standing out shouldn't be difficult."

Maël made a decision, stopped thinking, and focused on the current Strength training.

Because he had overdrawn his body in the previous two days, he seemed a little strained during training.

But this will not make him slow down the intensity of extra training. People only improve the fastest when they are on the edge of their limits.

He believes that the proficiency panel is also the same.

When the training ended, he called up the Strength proficiency panel again.

Skill: Strength lv1

Proficiency Progress: (133/300)

Effect: You...

He had been training for about an hour when the panel appeared. It seems that only half an hour of effort in the second half improved it by 4 points again! The improvement speed is faster than he imagined.

No worries, after finishing shooting training every evening, he will come to the gym to grind it! About 2 miles from the gym, there is a building full of red Gunner elements.

This is the administrative building of the first team, where staff and coaching staff members work. It also serves as the first team's cafeteria, conference room, physiotherapy room, etc.

Compared to other places in the base, this place is more like another world. People come and go very lively, and everyone who enters and exits seems extraordinary.

Suddenly, everyone in the building put down their work and turned their attention to the door.

An old man with a tall figure but graying temples walked in from there. Elegance and sharpness coexisted in him. His pace was fast, as if he had something urgent.

The moment you see him in person, you will definitely believe that this person will stand out wherever he goes, as if he is born to attract attention.

"Mr. Wenger."

"Good afternoon, Coach Wenger."

Many people greeted him, but he simply nodded in response before striding towards his office.

An assistant coach quickly followed, sensing that something bad must have happened; the professor was clearly in a foul mood.

Pushing the door open, the assistant coach heard the flick of a lighter as Wenger lit a cigarette.

This seemed to have become an important way for him to relieve stress. Whenever he was troubled, he would light one cigarette after another until he started coughing.

"Phillis."

Wenger saw him enter, stared at him seriously, and asked earnestly, "If I were to leave Arsenal, would you come with me?"

"Me?"

Phillis was taken aback, then nodded blankly, "I would, sir, but..."

"But that's impossible, isn't it?"

Wenger picked up the thread, smiling wryly as he took a deep drag on his cigarette. "Everyone thinks it's impossible for me to leave the team. Even I can't imagine any way to leave.

"After all, it's been more than ten years..."

He seemed somewhat self-deprecating, raising his eyebrows and hesitating before confiding, "There's still no investment in the summer transfer window. We have to be responsible for our own profits and losses."

Clearly, the remark about leaving Arsenal was a joke; he was simply angry.

"Is Old Kroenke really that ruthless?"

Phillis frowned, incredulous. "Then why did he buy Arsenal? Just to add a football team to his sports empire?"

"He wants to fully acquire Arsenal's shares, specifically the 30% that Usmanov holds."

Wenger had clearly had countless in-depth conversations with Kroenke and knew the reason. "But the latter also wants to invest fully, and the two have been deadlocked."

He got up and walked to the window, smoking with one hand and picking up binoculars with the other, observing the Colney Training Base.

When he was stressed, he always liked to look into the distance, to see the energetic faces of the youth team players, which gave him more motivation.

"The two are determined to fully invest, afraid of creating equity premiums for each other after investing?"

Phillis seemed to understand something, sighing. "But when these people are fighting at the top, why can't they think about you?

"Why do they need you when taking out bank loans, but abandon you and the club at this time? Does this Arsenal belong to them, or to you?!"

Wenger shook his head, focusing his gaze on one spot, observing intently without turning around.

After a long while, he put down the binoculars. "There's an interesting kid over there."

"What?"

Phillis was caught off guard by the speed of Wenger's change of thought. Weren't they just talking about Kroenke? "Yesterday was the weekend, and I saw him at the training ground for almost the entire day."

Wenger walked back to his desk, chuckling. "Today's morning training just ended, and he's already doing extra training there, working very hard, repeatedly pushing himself to exhaustion."

"Training like that isn't very good."

Phillis added, then shook his head. "Moreover, football places great importance on talent. Hard work has little to do with improving ability."

"I just said he's interesting, and I'm curious how long he can last."

Wenger relit a cigarette, his expression slowly turning serious. "Next, let's talk about the team. It's time to bring up a few players from the youth team and recall some of the loaned players.

"This season, we can only rely on our own people to bolster the team's bench depth."

Phillis lowered his head, his expression heavy.

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