Chapter 27: Is Li Luo introducing you to young models again?

Munich.

Legendary player Matthäus appeared on a talk show on German television.

Holding the statistics from recent matches, he began to critique the current state of affairs: "There is still some grit in the gears of Bayern. Why was it so nerve-wracking against a Manchester City side that is still finding its rhythm in the Champions League? We only won by one goal, and it was scored by a defender. I have always praised Guardiola, but now, I think his personality is a bit strange..."

"The acrobatic style of the matadors blowing into Bavaria is not necessarily a bad thing."

"But why does this bald man always come up with such bizarre tactical deployments during matches?"

He continued by blasting the Bayern management.

Then he went after Schalke 04, followed by Borussia Dortmund.

"Wolfsburg?"

"Well, Hecking is the best coach in Germany right now. I think he could replace Guardiola as the manager of Bayern."

"Replacing Löw would also be an option. That guy has become very arrogant since winning the World Cup. Judging by his squad selections, our national team coach has deep prejudices against certain clubs. This is very dangerous."

"Hecking has transformed Li Luo and unlocked De Bruyne's potential. This involves so much—player development, tactical cohesion, squad fit..."

"Li Luo, his footage from the UEFA Youth League final showed him as a technically refined version of Matthäus. After coming to the Bundesliga, he abandoned the flashy, impractical elements and is developing in the direction of my prime years. No colorful, acrobatic tricks; he is a lot like me."

"I once thought that the world of football would never see a player similar to me."

The host could not get a word in edgewise.

Matthäus was hooked, rambling on incessantly.

The audience was amused; it had been a long time since they had heard this loudmouth praise a coach or a player so desperately.

....

Wolfsburg training base.

At two in the afternoon, the club blew the whistle to end training.

Li Luo wanted to do some extra practice alone, but was stopped by the assistant coach and the fitness trainer.

"We face Bayer Leverkusen the day after tomorrow."

"What you need to do now is rest, relax, and sleep."

Hecking is no amateur; his team places great importance on player injuries and recovery. A few years ago, they nearly achieved the football myth of "zero injuries for the entire squad throughout the season."

This season, the Wolfsburg coaching staff is still striving for that 'myth.'

As long as the health of the key players is guaranteed, competing on multiple fronts does not seem so daunting.

"Alright."

Li Luo did not argue and followed his teammates to the club's recreation room to watch a movie.

The big screen was playing a popular comedy.

The young men gathered together, unable to settle down to watch anything serious, talking, playing on their phones, and complaining about how bad the movie was from time to time.

Only when the film showed something risqué did the group quiet down briefly.

Half an hour later.

Tom ducked into the room: "Li, we have to head out. We're attending a charity event in Lower Saxony."

"What charity event?"

Li Luo paused, then remembered: "Going to the banks of the Aller River to maintain the trees and film a public service announcement."

"Right!"

...

The Aller River in late September looked like a silver ribbon caressed by the setting sun.

The leaves on the riverbanks were beginning to wither.

The shimmering, golden surface of the water flickered constantly.

Occasionally, an egret would swoop by, its wingtips breaking the surface, tearing apart the reflections of the trees.

"Li!"

"Your performance in the Europa League was brilliant. An excellent commander, an excellent aerial marksman."

Volkswagen executive Hans greeted him enthusiastically.

He then pulled Tom aside, saying he wanted to discuss tax exemptions for star players participating in charity events.

Reporters had gathered on both banks of the river.

The bearded director pulled out a Wolfsburg No. 10 jersey: "Li, after the Europa League, my son became your fan. Please sign this."

Li Luo smiled and did not refuse.

Suddenly.

A faint fragrance wafted in on the breeze by the river.

A gentle voice sounded in his ear.

"Li."

"Could you sign one for me, too?"

Li Luo looked up.

He saw a young girl with blonde hair, blue eyes, and delicate features.

Her long, straight legs looked like a work of art sculpted by God; her pert backside radiated a sexy and alluring charm.

The perfect proportions of her figure were breathtaking.

"Of course, long-legged girl."

"Long-legged girl? Haha! You... you can call me Rae."

19-year-old Lorena Rae smiled like a flower just beginning to bloom, or perhaps a ripening grape.

The bearded director chimed in: "Li is so kind. Maybe if he really becomes a superstar in the future, when Rae is old and poor, she can sell Li's signed jersey for some money."

"..."

"Hm? Why do