The God of Football Starts With Passive Skills-Chapter 163 - 53: Top Scorer! A Massive Reward! A Miracle! About Wang Shuo’s Underestimated Potential

Chapter 163: Chapter 53: Top Scorer! A Massive Reward! A Miracle! About Wang Shuo’s Underestimated Potential

"A minimum of 90 and a maximum of 120."

"Isn’t that a little too low?"

"Hehehe, that’s why they get so much flak. But still, you already have the highest potential among all Chinese players under 20."

Hearing this, Wang Shuo let out a cold snort.

"Then they’re definitely going to keep getting flak."

"Why?" Lina Gerk asked in return.

"Because my teammates back in China are all incredibly talented, and they’ll be arriving in the European Football Scene one after another very soon. They’ll prove themselves with their performance on the field!"

Wang Shuo thought of his teammates from the Huairun Football School, his heart filling with anticipation.

They had all made a promise to make their mark on the European Football Scene together and to revitalize Chinese football!

Wang Shuo had already taken the first step, and he was sure they would follow him one by one.

Coach Gao, Coach Ma, and Jiang Pengju would continue their hard work back home. They all believed that a country like China, with a population of 1.4 billion, which had created the miracle of an economic boom, could definitely succeed at football too!

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The next day, accompanied by his agent, Wang Shuo headed to Frankfurt Airport.

His flight was delayed, but he finally got to see the arrival of the teammate he had the best chemistry with back home—the core midfielder, Zhao Yifan.

"Old Zhao!"

"Old Wang!"

Wang Shuo hadn’t been back home in a year.

Seeing his good friend in this foreign land, he couldn’t have been happier.

He almost started to cry.

"Feeling homesick?"

Zhao Yifan had guessed as much.

"Hey, before I came, Jiang Pengju made a special trip from Quanjiang City to Hu City to give me some things from home for you. He said they’re from your parents, your aunt, and your cousin. It’s a pretty big package, so you’ll have to reimburse me for the baggage fee."

"I’ll pay you back, I’ll pay you back."

Wang Shuo was ecstatic.

Back in Mainz, Wang Shuo watched as Zhao Yifan pulled out the food from home that his parents and relatives had sent over. It was all non-perishable dried goods like meat jerky, candied fruit, nougat, and five-spice peanuts...

All of Wang Shuo’s favorite snacks.

These things weren’t really expensive back in Quanjiang and Lingshan.

His cousin, He Jianwei, had written him a letter.

Just this past June, he had tested into the best magnet high school in Quanjiang City, and he wrote about his new school life in the letter.

"I heard from Jiang Pengju that your cousin is a real genius at his studies. He might even get into Tsinghua or Peking University someday."

As Wang Shuo smiled, his eyes started to turn red.

He Jianwei had been close to him since they were kids. His uncle was a bricklayer and his aunt a helper, and they often lived at construction sites. He Jianwei was always staying at Wang Shuo’s house, just like a real younger brother.

In the letter, He Jianwei also mentioned that Wang Shuo’s parents were using the money he’d sent back to start building a new house for the family, saying it was for when Wang Shuo came home to get married in the future.

They were also renovating He Jianwei’s family’s house, claiming it was an advance payment for Wang Shuo’s uncle’s renovation work.

But they all knew this was Wang Shuo’s family’s way of helping them out, and they were deeply grateful.

He Jianwei wrote that there were some things he couldn’t bring himself to say over the phone, which was why he wrote a letter instead.

He also said that the teachers and students at his school treated him especially well after hearing he was Wang Shuo’s cousin.

"Bro, keep working hard over there. Play your best, take care of yourself, and remember to come back and visit us when you have time!"

Thinking of all this, Wang Shuo felt a deep pang of homesickness. After calculating the time difference, he made a call to He Jianwei’s school back in China.

It was the contact number He Jianwei had left for him.

The call went to the teachers’ office.

The moment they heard it was Wang Shuo, a commotion erupted in the office. Clearly, the people on the other end were very surprised.

Then, a man who identified himself as the principal came to the phone and chatted with Wang Shuo for a bit.

For the first time, Wang Shuo played the role of a parent, asking about He Jianwei’s academic performance.

When he learned that his cousin had placed in the top 10 of his grade on all three monthly exams since starting school, Wang Shuo was overjoyed. He thanked the principal profusely over the phone and said that when he had time to return, he would definitely visit the school.

When He Jianwei finally came to the phone, Wang Shuo spoke with him briefly, telling him he’d received the package and urging him to focus on his studies.

"Listen, your big bro is making some money now, so you don’t have to worry about a thing. Just focus on your studies. I’ll have Old Jiang transfer money to your card every month. Don’t bother with any of that summer job, winter job, or tutoring stuff, you hear me?"

"I know, Bro." He Jianwei’s voice on the other end was choked with emotion.

Growing up, they had never been separated for this long.

Even when Wang Shuo was playing football in Hu City, he could always come home for the holidays.

This time, the earliest he could return would be June of ’09.

Although there was a break around Christmas, it was too short.

Flying back to China, getting to Hu City, then from Hu City to Quanjiang, and then on to Lingshan State—after all that travel, there would be practically no time left to spend at home.

Given that, it was better to just stay here and focus on training.

After hanging up, Wang Shuo took Zhao Yifan to Bruch Road Stadium to look around and get familiar with the place.

Zhao Yifan could now see that Wang Shuo was really popular in Mainz.

Everywhere they went, everyone they ran into would greet him warmly, and they all seemed to know him well.

"As long as you perform well on the pitch, people will naturally like you."

Zhao Yifan nodded, taking the lesson to heart.

Wang Shuo also made a point of taking him over to the U19 youth academy for a look. As it turned out, the workaholic Tuchel was still in his office, so they went in to say hello.

But it was just a quick hello, a chance to meet and get acquainted ahead of time.

After they left, Wang Shuo told Zhao Yifan about Tuchel’s personality.

"He’s a complete fanatic when it comes to football, and incredibly obsessive. He likes players who give their all. So, under him, you can’t slack off, not in training, not in a match."

"Also, his football philosophy is really advanced. I think with your skills, you’ll have no problem adapting."

Zhao Yifan nodded repeatedly.

"Of course, don’t you worry. We’ve got connections here."

With that, Wang Shuo took Zhao Yifan out for a meal.

At the same table were Schürrle, Kirschhoff, Hoffenheim, Medinitz, and others—all of whom were Wang Shuo’s teammates from his U19 days.

Hoffenheim, Medinitz, and the others were still playing for the U19s, making them Zhao Yifan’s new teammates.

With familiar faces to show him the ropes, integrating would naturally be a bit faster.

Plus, with Wang Shuo as a successful precedent, Mainz was now taking Zhao Yifan’s trial much more seriously.

What’s more, Hoffenheim and Medinitz were good friends with Wang Shuo, so they were naturally happy to help out.

Having done all this, Wang Shuo felt he had done everything he could.

Whether or not Zhao Yifan could establish himself at Mainz was now up to his own abilities.

As for Wang Shuo, after returning home, he began to access the scout system.

He currently had 267 Passive Value points.

And he was itching to spend every last one.