Football: My AI System Provides Max-Level Predictions-Chapter 802 - 573: Mendes: As Long as You’re at Real Madrid, They Will Never Buy Tang Long!

Mendes seemed to have anticipated that C Luo would ask this question, so even though it was abrupt, Mendes's expression remained calm and showed no signs of surprise.

He gently smoothed the creases on his sleeve, and slowly said, "You're overthinking, Cristiano. As long as you're at Real Madrid, Real Madrid will never buy Tang."

"Why?" C Luo was stunned and utterly confused.

He widened his eyes and looked at Mendes, his eyes full of doubt.

In his understanding, Florentino is a dedicated star collector.

He had boasted that the best players in the world should play for Real Madrid.

In fact, the name "Galaxy Battleship" was also created by Florentino.

Back then, Ronaldo, who was like an alien on the field, his speed, skill, and goal-scoring ability left countless opponents in awe;

Zidane, the midfield master, his ball control skills were divine, and his command of the game's tempo was unmatched;

Figo, with excellent dribbling and passing abilities, was the core of the team's attack;

Beckham, with his precise passing and moon-like free kicks, became a major weapon in Real Madrid's offense;

Carlos, his strong free kicks and sharp assists left opponents defenseless;

Owen, incredibly fast, with a keen sense near the goal, always able to score crucial goals for the team.

These stars gathered at Real Madrid, leading FIFA to give Real Madrid the title of the world's number one club and harvesting countless fans around the world, making Real Madrid almost synonymous with a football giant, with significant commercial value.

Then since Tang Long is so formidable, why wouldn't Real Madrid buy him?

C Luo actually did not agree with Mendes's words. He leaned back on the sofa, arms crossed, waiting for Mendes's explanation.

But Mendes's next words made C Luo's eyes widen; he never expected such a reason.

"A team can only have one main star."

Mendes's tone was calm, but each word was like a bomb.

"Right now, you're Real Madrid's star, if Tang came to Real Madrid, that's not certain anymore. So as long as you're at Real Madrid, Florentino won't buy Tang. Of course," Mendes paused, with a smile on his face, "whether Manchester City is willing to let go? Whether Tang wants to come? These are unknowns, but I've explained the premise to you."

After speaking, Mendes got up, took his suit from the sofa nearby, gently patted C Luo on the back, then walked to the kitchen, bid farewell to C Luo's busy mother, and walked out the door with steady steps.

C Luo sat alone on the sofa, the TV repeatedly playing the highlights of the game, his eyes somewhat vacant.

Mendes's words echoed in his ears repeatedly, like a recording.

"As long as you're at Real Madrid, Florentino won't buy Tang."

This explanation made C Luo think of some jokes in the football world, like when would Messi and himself play at the same club.

Everyone knows it's a joke because the two will never come together, if they did, who would be the main star of the team, and how would ball possession be allocated?

And now Mendes's words also made C Luo vaguely feel that the world's best player is not just between himself and Messi anymore; Tang Long, this 20-year-old boy from China, has joined this lineup.

He fell into deep contemplation, feeling that the football world's structure might change significantly because of Tang Long's presence.

And himself, how could he continue to maintain his status and glory in this rapidly changing football world?

Thinking back, he felt that his earlier conversation with Mendes was somewhat amusing.

"Tang is competing for the European Golden Boot, how could he come to Real Madrid to support me? Haha, Cristiano, Cristiano, you're really fantasizing, so naive it's laughable!"

As he thought, a sudden spark of fighting spirit ignited in C Luo's eyes...