i want to be king

Chapter 569 Barcelona, ​​are you ready?

North of the Camp Nou Stadium, in the mid-level villa area.

An Audi slowly went up the mountain around the winding serpentine path, and stopped at the gate of a closed villa not long after.

Barcelona coach Rijkaard got out of the car, went to the door and rang the doorbell.

"Butch, it's me," Rijkaard said as soon as the intercom on the doorbell connected.

Soon, the door slowly opened.

Back in the car, Rijkaard drove in and slowly stopped on the side of the road.

This set of luxurious villas located on the mountainside is mainly in white style, which is why Cruyff called himself the "White House".

It's been a long time since I bought it, but it seems that both the design concept and the style are very advanced. Even now, it doesn't look outdated at all. More importantly, its value has gone crazy.

Cruyff was crossing his legs, sitting under a parasol, leisurely sipping coffee and reading a newspaper.

After retirement, he lived a comfortable life more comfortably than anyone else.

Of course, like all retired old people, Cruyff actually annoyed many people, mainly because he made a mistake that many old people make, that is, being nosy.

Unlike the old man in the family, Cruyff's way of meddling in Barcelona is his column.

This is not only his pleasure, but also his source of income.

Watching the game every day, writing columns, pointing out Jiangshan, berating Fang Qiu, I feel so uncomfortable!

But many people are disgusted with his approach. For example, Puyol and Xavi have accused him separately, but everyone still respects him in private, because his status in Barcelona is too lofty.

"Coming?" Without even looking up at Rijkaard, Cruyff guessed who it was.

The black swan comes here almost every week. Apart from visiting Cruyff, the most important thing is to learn from it.

In the past two years, Rijkaard has been battered.

Hearing Cruyff's inquiry, Rijkaard sighed and sat down directly opposite without saying a word.

Only then did Cruyff raise his head and look at the Dutch compatriot next door. From his perspective, he suddenly found that Rijkaard was really old and haggard, especially the white hair, which was really sad.

Ten Carter left the team, and the management made a series of coquettish operations. Rijkaard can barely maintain the current situation. It has exhausted his energy.

"At the beginning, I told you to resign voluntarily. You don't believe me, but now I know the trouble?" Cruyff put down the newspaper in his hand, and waved to the butler Butch in the distance, signaling him to make a cup of coffee to greet the guests.

"Barcelona is a mess now, and no strong person can control it at all. What I said at the beginning was indeed not pleasant, but look, is it the same as what I said now?" Cruyff complained.

Rijkaard was speechless, because Cruyff was right.

For example, when Barcelona introduced many Brazilian players, Cruyff publicly bombarded him in the media. Many people thought that Cruyff was going to help Laporta attack Rosell, but looking at it now, Cruyff's words were prescient.

Now even Rosell doesn't want to protect Ronaldinho and let him be attacked by the media. It is conceivable how bad the Brazilian players are in the Barcelona team, and the locker room has great opinions on Ronaldinho, Deco and others.

At the age of 27, he has fallen into such a state, not to mention letting down his talents in vain, and receiving a high salary but not making a matching contribution. How can the people in the locker room be convinced?

"Since Su Dong left the team, I told you that this Barcelona management is good at infighting and doesn't understand football at all. In other words, they don't bother to understand football at all, and they don't need to understand football."

Rijkaard now truly appreciates Cruyff's foresight.

"They are approaching Mourinho."

Cruyff was taken aback for a moment, and then sneered, "What nonsense! What can Mourinho bring to Barcelona?"

"Because of Su Dong's incident, Vice Chairman Soriano and Technical Director Begiristan have both left. There are not many people in the Barcelona management who understand football. Russell and Bartomeu now feel that the team needs a strong person to manage the locker room. Mourinho is strong enough, and he is the most famous coach who can coach Barcelona now."

"More importantly, he has coached in Barcelona and is very familiar with everything in Barcelona."

"Fart!" Cruyff was angry. "He was an interpreter back then. If Ronaldo hadn't just joined, he would have packed up and left a long time ago. What kind of coaching is he? In terms of his coaching style, how is it similar to Barcelona?"

"Mourinho and Van Gaal are currently popular candidates. Someone proposed Guardiola to coach the youth team, but it was rejected because Russell and Bartomeu felt that he could not control the locker room."

Cruyff looked anxious, Mourinho was not liked by him, and Van Gaal was his enemy, he didn't like any of them.

As for Guardiola, he has to admit that this former love will really not see the ability to control the locker room.

"What do you want from me?" Cruyff asked in a bad tone.

He didn't believe that Rijkaard came to him just to complain, which was not Rijkaard's style.

"As long as I'm in this position for a day, I'm going to do my job and, frankly, I'm a little worried about Bayern."

"Su Dong?" Cruyff pointed at the vital point.

Rijkaard nodded, "You and I know him very well, he is too strong, and now Bayern is organizing an attack around Su Dong, I think he is too dangerous."

"Macos Senna is really going?" Cruyff asked.

"It has been signed, and I will return to Villarreal after the end of the season."

"Damn!" Cruyff cursed angrily, "What the hell are you doing?"

Marcos Senna was the main player introduced during Laporta's period, and he was not a direct descendant of Barcelona's youth training, so he was naturally excluded.

"Puyol and Milito alone may not be able to restrain Su Dong. Facing Franck Ribery and Arjen Robben on the two flanks, we must not be distracted. We can only let Yaya Touredo pay attention. This kid is in good health, with strong skills at his feet and flexible body. It is just that he is a little rash. If he can stabilize, he can help the two central defenders restrain Su Dong."

"I think so too, and I'm studying how to arrange targeted tactics and drills." Rijkaard looked bitter.

Cruyff sighed. If Ten Cate was here, he would have done all the hard work, and Rijkaard would not have to worry about it at all, let alone come to Cruyff for help.

Some people are like this, they didn't pay attention when they were there, and when they left, you would find out that they are so important.

This is true of Sudong, and so is Ten Cate.

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Messi returned to Barcelona from Argentina earlier than planned.

But when I came back, there was one more person than when I left.

A delicate girl with long hair who was slightly shorter than Messi was holding Messi's arm, and the two talked and laughed along the way.

Jorge had been waiting at the gate of the airport for a long time. After receiving the person, he left the airport directly.

"Why did you come back early?" Jorge asked with concern.

On the phone, Messi also didn't elaborate on why, which struck him as odd.

Messi turned his head and looked out the window. It was the Barcelona he was very familiar with.

"He's coming back!"

Jorge was silent for a while, he knew the friendship between Messi and Su Dong, so why didn't he?

If it wasn't for Su Dong, Messi still doesn't know where they are now, and they can still live in the current villa?

Jorge has always remembered Su Dong's kindness to them.

But he felt that Messi was more worried.

"Don't worry, Rijkaard will definitely have a way to deal with it." Jorge comforted him.

Messi shook his head and let out a long sigh. He knew Su Dong too well.

From the day he left Barcelona, ​​Su Dong has been waiting for the day he returns to Camp Nou. He must have been [-]% ready. Even, this game may be more important to him than the Champions League final.

If you can choose, Messi hopes that Barcelona will draw any opponent, but it is definitely not Bayern.

Because Sudong is terrible!

"I heard from the media that Rijkaard went to Cruyff to learn from him yesterday, and I believe there will be a way." Jorge said.

Messi's complexion improved slightly, but he was still worried.

Cruyff has rich experience, but can he really limit Su Dong?
Messi didn't dare to have too much hope, because he had fought side by side with Su Dong, and he knew that Su Dong was always creating surprises and surprises.

As long as Su Dong is willing, he can score goals anywhere on the court, at any time, in any way, and it is difficult for anyone to stop him.

"Do you want to meet him before the game?" Jorge asked.

Messi wanted to see him. After all, he had called Su Dong earlier and lent Grant Downing over. Su Dong had nothing to say to him. If possible, he would not make Su Dong an enemy no matter what.

But they are professional players!

"Forget it, let's talk about it after the game, don't bother him at this time." Messi shook his head.

The girl sitting next to him was confused, but vaguely guessed who it was.

In the past few years, on the phone, on social software, and even recently in Argentina, Messi mentioned the most famous name in the world, Su Dong, whom he regards as his big brother.

"Is he really that scary?" the girl asked with concern.

"It's scary, very scary!" Messi patted the girl's hand and said with a slight smile.

Messi's smile is so gentle only when he sees her.

"Is it better than you?" the girl asked again.

Messi thought for a while and said, "Many of my skills are taught by him. Whether in my mind or in the minds of people all over the world, he is the strongest player on this planet."

The girl was very curious, she didn't know, what would a player stronger than Messi look like?
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On the night Messi quietly returned to Barcelona, ​​Bayern's special plane also quietly arrived at Barcelona Airport.

Not long after, Su Dong slowly walked out of the cabin with the crowd, got off the gangway, and stepped on the land of Barcelona again.

He raised his head and looked at the night sky in Barcelona, ​​his heart was turbulent.

I am back!

Barcelona, ​​are you ready?

(End of this chapter)