Walking out of the stadium, Cao Baming wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. No one noticed that his back was already soaked with sweat.
Although his shooting was maxed out.
His fundamental skills were truly terrible.
With only shooting ability, he couldn't even stop the ball properly. This wouldn't do on the field.
"Sigh, are these guys' mental fortitude so strong? After all my showboating, they didn't even flinch?" Cao Baming muttered inwardly.
"Ding dong!"
"Negative emotions from Mbappé and others +10086!"
"Detected that the host's emotion value has reached 1000, initiating mission: Obtain a player contract."
???
Ten thousand imaginary horses galloped through Cao Baming's mind. He immediately wanted to curse.
Damn it!
You don't reward me when my emotion value is met, but instead give me a mission?
How devious!
Obtain a player contract?
Good heavens, I just arrogantly left Paris Saint-Germain and completely offended the Mbappé director, and now you give me this mission?
Are you playing with me?
This is barbecue time!
Cao Baming let out a helpless bitter smile and walked straight ahead.
To stay shamelessly?
That was impossible.
If Paris Saint-Germain didn't want him, it wasn't their loss.
Sooner or later, Paris Saint-Germain would regret it.
However...
Not long after Cao Baming walked, a white-haired old man suddenly blocked his path.
"What should I call you, sir?"
Cao Baming looked up in confusion.
He didn't recognize the old man. A scammer?
He replied impatiently, "You can call me Cao Zei or 'Daddy (Bā Bā)'!"
In broad daylight, this old man wearing sunglasses was either showing off or trying to scam him.
"Is the Tang Kingdom's supernova planning to leave so dejectedly?"
The old man's words made Cao Baming stop and take a closer look at him.
The old man in front of him wore a suit, his hair was slicked back shiningly, and his leather shoes were also gleaming.
"You know me?"
Cao Baming looked at the old man.
Seeing Cao Baming's interest, the old man smiled, extended his hand, and introduced himself.
"Hello, my name is Kyle. I'm a scout from Arsenal in the Premier League. I saw your four shots just now, especially the first one, the tomahawk-style shot. It has the flair of a young Juninho!"
Kyle became more excited as he spoke.
"So?"
Cao Baming remained calm. There were too many scammers these days. Who knew if this old man would lure him to a deserted place and sell him to some rich lady or a pleasure house?
After all, he was so incredibly handsome!
???
Kyle was stunned.
Why wasn't he tempted?
This shouldn't be the case!
Was it my wording?
Or doesn't he believe me?
Kyle glanced at his watch. "Our team has a training ground nearby. Why don't you come with me to try it out? It won't cost you anything."
Holy crap!
He really is a scammer!
Cao Baming instinctively took a few steps back, putting some distance between himself and the old man, his hands instinctively protecting his crotch.
???
Kyle was completely bewildered.
This wasn't a lack of temptation, it was disbelief. He thought he was a scammer.
Kyle was delighted and quickly said, "Don't be nervous. Do I look like a scammer?"
"Yes!"
Cao Baming nodded seriously.
"Fuck!"
Kyle paused slightly. "Have you ever seen such a handsome scammer?"
Cao Baming shook his head and said seriously, "I don't know if you're a scammer, but I know you're shameless."
???
Kyle was amused and walked straight towards a car. "The opportunity is in front of you. Come or not, it's up to you!"
Cao Baming looked back at Paris Saint-Germain, then at the old man, and then chased after him.
Fortune favors the bold, and the timid starve!
For the mission reward, he had to go for it!
Anyway, in foreigners' impressions, Tang people know martial arts!
If he really couldn't win, he'd just let the rich lady eat some sausage. It would be a bit of a loss.
However, once in the car, Cao Baming became excited.
It seemed the old man wasn't lying. He might really be an Arsenal scout.
Holy crap!
Awesome!
A Premier League scout extending his reach to Paris Saint-Germain, and having a training ground nearby?
If, and this is just IF, if I get signed by Arsenal and receive a player contract, will the system give me another max-level talent reward?
At that time, I will definitely choose tackling!
As a defender, tackling is a crucial skill.
As I always say.
I want your ball, do you dare to refuse?
In the car, old man Kyle seemed a bit excited. He seemed to be calling Arteta.
"Hello, boss, I might have found a genius. Are you still at the Paris training base? I'll send you the video of what he just did. I'll bring him over now."
...
At this moment, Arteta, who rarely appeared at the Paris training ground, looked extremely displeased at the players he was scouting.
What the hell!
They were all terrible.
No positioning!
Can't pass!
And the most fatal part, the forwards!
They could even miss an open goal!
It was simply awful!
Just then, he received a call from Kyle. Kyle had considerable status in the team. He was a long-time friend of Wenger, and it was rumored that he had discovered players like Fàbregas back in the day.
He stopped watching the terrible trial match and picked up his phone to watch the video Kyle had sent.
What appeared on the screen was a boy with black hair and yellow skin.
Arteta's brows furrowed deeply.
Could he be Korean?
In his impression, in the football world, only Korea's Son Heung-min was worth mentioning.
Others were not worth considering.
He opened the video with doubt.
Arteta was immediately stunned.
As he watched, Arteta's originally grim expression gradually became excited.
"Ah! Holy crap! What a goal!"
Upon seeing Cao Baming's tomahawk-style shot, Arteta excitedly raised his fist, unable to contain his excitement.
Beside him, the trial coach was dumbfounded!
Just now on the field, the forward missed another open goal.
This... was a good goal?
Arteta didn't notice this at all. His attention was completely captivated by his phone.
Not Korean?
He's actually from the Tang Kingdom?
In his impression, were there any Tang Kingdom players who could play football?
Wu Lei was okay, but that was about it.
They hadn't been to the World Cup in twenty years. They got lucky in this Qatar World Cup to qualify, but they were surely just there to make up the numbers.
When did such a talent emerge!
And he dared to challenge Mbappé. Interesting!
He continued watching, becoming more and more excited.
"Holy crap! Amazing!"
"Good, good, good!"
Seeing Cao Baming's three elegant shots that easily hit the post, Arteta was so excited he couldn't contain himself.
A genius!
This is definitely a genius!
He excitedly picked up his phone and called Kyle: "Hurry, hurry, get that Tang Kingdom kid over here quickly. I want him, I want him!"
"Not a moment to delay!"
"Immediately!"
"Right now!"