Yu Yue said respectfully: "You are such a respectable footballer."

"Haha, thank you, but it's not that exaggerated, it's just love," said the professor.

"Your football life is already outstanding enough and you have achieved great achievements. Do you still have dreams?" Yu Yue asked.

"Of course." The professor answered a word without saying much.

Yu Yue knew that this old man was missing a Champions League, but he would not say that, after all, his team did not have this strength.

If I tell the old man here that I can help you realize this dream, I will be looked down upon by the old man.

What a brag here? I don’t know what team you are.

Yu Yue said again: "Then what are your plans for the future?"

The professor looked at Yu Yue and smiled and said, "Shouldn't it be you who showed me your plan?"

Yu Yue heard Uncle Hai’s translation pause slightly, and then smiled and said, “But I have no plan.”

Uncle Hai was stunned and looked at Yu Yue, as if asking if this could be translated? Are you serious?

You want to hire someone as a coach, you have no plans?

Yu Yue cast a reassuring look, and Uncle Hai had to do it.

Sure enough, the professor was surprised when he heard this.

"No plan?" asked the professor.

"Yes, I want to play football, but I don't understand football. My method of choosing a coach is very simple. It depends on whether the coach's plan can impress me. If I can, I will be willing to cooperate." Yu Yue said.

The professor was even more surprised. Want me to impress you? Are you impressing my good friend?

Have you been drunk?
Chapter completed!