This is a football novel without a "system".

The protagonist Li Ran’s only “golden finger” is his profound insight into the development laws of football in the next twenty years as a reborn person.

He doesn't need a mission because he has only one goal: to defeat all opponents of this era with the purest "professionalism".

Starting with the acquisition of the bankrupt League One club Tranmere Rovers, he will:

Using data models and past life memories, we can unearth future world-class "geniuses" in the corners of Europe.

Using the concepts of "high pressure" and "positional football", we launched a dimensionality reduction attack on the British-style rushing and lob tactics of 2002.

In the transfer market, he competes with legendary coaches such as Ferguson, Wenger, and Mourinho, staging the most realistic business game.

From League One to the Premier League, from Anfield to the top of the world. This is not only a story of building a dynasty, but also the ultimate proof of "football philosophy". When the clock strikes the end, he will turn back and launch a final challenge to that most impossible dream.

Retired football player Lin Nan was reborn as a teenager in Milan.

Not only do I have hair, I also have an emotional management system.

As long as he triggers the emotion, he will receive it.

The emotional value he gained became the basis for him to realize his football dream.

In the campus football competition, he, with the buff of the star card, fought against all the opponents.

This attracted the attention of scouts, and from then on, the road to realizing his football dream was opened.

In May 2010, a tall, sturdy and strong Chinese teenager came to the Coimbra University Club for a trial with a letter of recommendation from Arsenal.

At first, everyone was confused by his appearance and crude shooting skills.

But gradually, everyone noticed something was wrong.

-"This guy is so strong? Why is he so good at dribbling?"

-"You're still so accurate after passing someone?"

- "What the hell is this?"

Messi: "I don't know!"

C Ronaldo: "(m)"