Chapter 626: The Archangel's Blessing

"My God!" Neymar exclaimed.

"My old friend is at Bayern, you know that," Antonio Pintus said. "Bayern is already preparing to talk with Borussia Dortmund to see if there is a chance to transfer that kid to Bayern Munich."

Neymar was stunned.

To be scouted by a giant club just as one begins to show promise—if that yellow-skinned kid could maintain this level of competitive form, his future would be limitless.

It was even possible that in a few years, he could transfer to Real Madrid for 80 to 100 million euros.

Neymar frowned slightly, casting the transfer fee and the Champions League to the back of his mind.

What interested him most was whether that yellow-skinned kid had truly undergone surgery a few months ago.

It was simply unbelievable; the time he was injured and had surgery was even later than his own, yet he had recovered more than twelve thousand times better than him.

Antonio Pintus looked at Neymar's unpredictable expression and patted him on the shoulder.

"My old friend doesn't believe it either. In less than 3 months, he recovered as if nothing happened. Not only that, his 100-meter speed has also improved significantly. Damn it, why did I think of a cyborg?"

"Which medical team performed the surgery on him?" A glimmer of life finally appeared in Neymar's eyes.

Antonio Pintus hesitated for a moment and sighed, "The surgery was performed by a doctor at a small hospital whose name you've never heard of."

"..."

"However, Wembanyama, who plays in the NBA, also went for a consultation recently, and his team had a serious dispute over where he should have his surgery."

"Anthony, I really can't believe it. Are you telling the truth?"

"Yes." Antonio Pintus nodded. "You know I believe in 'metaphysics' and mysterious forces."

Antonio Pintus was known as the metaphysics coach, a joke he made about himself.

"Hahaha, Anthony, that is the result of your devilish training." Neymar knew Antonio Pintus's personality and his way of doing things.

With him, Real Madrid had experienced many last-minute winners to defeat opponents, whether in La Liga or the Champions League.

This was also jokingly referred to by fans as metaphysics.

But Neymar knew this was not metaphysics at all; it was because Antonio Pintus had strict requirements for the players' physical fitness.

Because they had sufficient stamina, the "metaphysical" events occurred where Real Madrid players held the upper hand in the final 10 minutes of the match and turned things around.

That was why Modric, in the 107th minute of extra time in the World Cup, could charge at the goal at full speed like a mechanical dog with a fully wound spring.

All of this relied on Antonio Pintus's understanding of physical fitness, training, and even the body of every single player.

"Anthony, do you think it's possible?" Neymar asked with some trepidation.

"I don't know." Antonio Pintus gave a very vague answer.

"Neymar, what I mean is, if you are going to have surgery, I suggest you go to the hospital where that kid had his surgery and find the surgeon's team to perform the treatment. Although I don't recommend you have surgery, I know you definitely will."

"Anthony, do you believe it?" Neymar asked a question that seemed to come out of nowhere.

However, Antonio Pintus's expression was very serious as he looked at Neymar. "The team has recently conducted a series of evaluations on that kid. You have to know that there isn't a single team that doesn't like the way he plays."

"And now that Borussia Dortmund's main striker has returned, it will lead to internal conflicts in the locker room. So, whether it's Bayern or us, we all want to take the opportunity to buy him."

"I have studied the footage of him playing domestically. Damn it, the previous footage was pitifully scarce. By comparing them, one can see that the yellow-skinned kid has indeed improved recently; he is as if he has been blessed by an archangel."

"..." Neymar looked at Antonio Pintus blankly, completely unable to understand what he meant by being blessed by an archangel.

"The only drawback is that the only successful case is that yellow-skinned kid, but my intuition tells me the possibility of success is not low. Neymar, if you are determined to have surgery, you can go and give it a try."

Antonio Pintus seemed to have been stirred into a desire to talk.

He began to explain human deconstruction to Neymar, and his understanding of the body structure of every player, especially Zhao Dali.

Neymar felt something from Antonio Pintus's fervent emotions. Although he couldn't be sure, this was, after all, an opportunity, especially since this suggestion came from the man known as Real Madrid's metaphysics coach, Pintus.

A fading hero always has some unrealistic ideas.

If he were ten years younger, Neymar wouldn't have listened to a single extra word.

But now he was nearly forty, had failed 7 surgeries in a row, and his professional career was effectively over.

So what would it matter to try one last time?

The worst outcome would be retirement; could there be anything worse than that?

At the end of the program, they gave out boxed lunches to the other interns and gave them plenty of screen time.

Fan Dao felt no apology toward these interns, but since they had been called from so far away and the process had been almost entirely transparent, it was reasonable to leave them with a few shots at the end.

The penultimate episode left a cliffhanger, and as for the ratings, they were already set in stone; Fan Dao didn't really care if they plummeted or whatever.

After the program ended, Fan Dao didn't call the production crew for a meeting like he used to; he was leisurely scrolling through the trending topics.

"Director, it's really ending, and you don't look nervous at all," Fan Dao's assistant said with a chuckle.

"Wembanyama has already arrived. Although I'm not allowed to say his name, this is also a huge cliffhanger," Fan Dao said with a smile. "The content for the final episode is already set; the entire variety show can wrap up perfectly, nothing to worry about."

It was a rare moment of peace for Fan Dao's assistant, and he also smiled, enjoying the rare leisure time he had had since the start of the program.

"The biggest pity is that Ji Xiang won't stay at the Affiliated Hospital," Fan Dao said. "Sometimes I really don't know what Ji Xiang is thinking."

"Too young," Fan Dao's assistant said. "He doesn't yet know the importance of a platform to a doctor."

"Perhaps." Fan Dao didn't fully agree with Xiao Zhu Li's statement, but he didn't have a better explanation either.

"Go back and get some rest. Tomorrow, prepare the content for Wembanyama's surgery," Fan Dao clapped his hands, drawing the attention of the entire crew. "One more thing, any information regarding Wembanyama must be kept confidential. This is my requirement. Whoever talks too much, prepare to leave the entertainment industry."

Fan Dao threatened calmly.

"Director!" Fan Dao's assistant answered a phone call and walked in from outside in a hurry.

"What?" Fan Dao frowned.

"Wembanyama's surgery has been canceled."

(End of chapter)