The strongest winger

Chapter 26 'Lucky' Ai

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The next day, Benetti threw Aiello alone to the technical coach Sendero.

Sendero looks like a middle-aged man in his 30s, but in fact he is in his forties, with a bearded face, but he looks very energetic and temperamental, especially his piercing eyes.

"Boy, let me introduce briefly. I am Sendro, the team's technical coach." After a brief introduction, the technical coach continued: "From today—oh no, from now until you practice with the first team, all your training with the ball must be done with my left foot. Remember! All training with the ball!!" Sendro is worthy of being a senior and strict technical coach.

"I remember, sir!" Ailuo retracted his feet habitually, and stood up straight, making a salute gesture.

puff-
"Haha, what an interesting kid." Sendero was amused by the kid in front of him, and then continued to say thoughtfully, "Also, your jumping ability was pretty good on the side of your body yesterday, but I don't know how good is your heading ability?"

"Sir, I haven't practiced heading!" Ai Luo was very honest.

Absolutely!Honesty and trustworthiness are the traditional virtues of our great country!can i throw it awayThis guy is secretly losing B again.

"This morning, when I met Claudio, I mentioned you a little bit. He said that your goal is to be the best winger who can score goals, right?"

"Yes! Sir!!" Ai Luo did not shy away, and answered with certainty.

Because he remembered a famous saying in his previous life: Dreams are destined to be a lonely journey, and doubts and ridicules are inevitable on the road, but so what?Even if you are covered in bruises, you still have to play beautifully!

Ai Luo muttered: "Could it be that what I muttered yesterday was heard by the old man?"

Sendero has become more and more appreciative of the kid in front of him. He has dreams and responsibilities, and nodded with satisfaction: "Also, I suggest you add an hour of header training to your daily training. Is there a problem?"

"No problem at all, sir!" How could Ai Luo, who was eager to become stronger, refuse?

Sendero nodded in satisfaction.

If you train wingers in later generations, it's not surprising, but in 2005, if you train wingers like this, others will look at you as a lunatic.

Therefore, during the rest of the training session, there would occasionally be some discordant voices: I heard that this kid is a winger, why is he also practicing headers?

Another replied: The only explanation is that he committed 2.

Haha
Then the two laughed tacitly.

Sendero is an Englishman who was brought over by Ranieri when he was at Chelsea, so he particularly liked this polite young man in front of him, even more so. He said with great satisfaction: "Of course, you also need to go and listen to the team's tactical lessons. You stay with me for the rest of the time until Benetti takes you away. There is nothing else. Go to training-boy."

In the next few days, Ai Luo carried out left foot training and header training under the leadership of Sendero.Although the time is short, the effect is very fast. When the system accidentally saw that my header data actually rose from 68 to 71 without adding attribute points.Surprised, he asked Xiaomeng to find out that realistic training is also helpful to improve his own ability value, so Ailuo worked harder in training on the training ground, and the coaches of the first-team coaching staff nodded frequently.

At this moment, an untimely voice appeared on the training ground.

"OH-DAMN!! MY KNEES!"

Everyone stopped training and looked at the Italian Marco who fell to the ground and clutched his knees.Diwayo.

shit!

What the hell! !
Ranieri walked to the place where the incident happened while swearing, and looked at Marco, an Italian who he had brought over when he took office.Diwayo clenched his right fist, raised his eyebrows, and stared at Marco.Kowayo's knee and elbow touched Benetti: "Did you call the team doctor?"

"I already went to call." Benetti was also very anxious. Two days before the game, the main players were injured again. This is a big blow to Valencia, which is now full of wounded soldiers. I believe that if the media finds out, there will be discordant voices.

"Yeah." After Ranieri nodded, he asked his assistant Benetti: "What's going on here?"

"Marco was about to catch the ball and shoot, and he fell to the ground without any confrontation." Benetti frowned.

People with common sense know that if someone is injured under confrontation, it is very likely that it is just a minor injury, and it is easy to recover, but if someone is injured without confrontation, then it is a big deal, and the pressure is just so great!So it is very reasonable to think that Ranieri cursed people. Let alone the team's five-round win, let alone the five injuries. Now even the last remaining center is injured. This luck is really terrible.

The team doctor was very efficient and made the initial diagnosis at once. He wrinkled his forehead that could kill several mosquitoes, walked to Ranieri, whispered a few words, and then supported Marco with another team doctor.Corbayo walked towards the door.

"FUCK!"

Hearing the team doctor's initial diagnosis, Ranieri felt that his world was really starting to crumble.

Torn cruciate ligament!

And it's just a preliminary diagnosis!
Ranieri looked up at the sky, with a look of dark clouds and rainstorms. Could it be that God is going to give up on me?When I lowered my head slowly, I caught a glimpse of a person, specifically a newcomer, yes, the person Ranieri caught a glimpse of was Ailuo.

So a bold idea came into Ranieri's mind, but it was quickly rejected, because he thought very comprehensively, and he was afraid that it would spoil the seedlings, and the next match was against the mighty Real Madrid, and he was afraid that Aiello would not be able to withstand the pressure.

People are born full of contradictions, so it is easy to understand Ranieri's contradictions now.But in the end, Ranieri decided to seek Ai Luo's opinion to see if the young man's desire to fight is strong, and if it is strong, he can bring it. .Even if he is not allowed to play, wouldn't it be good to let him feel the atmosphere of the La Liga game in advance?
"Ai—come to my office after the training is over." After seeing Ai Luo nodding, Ranieri gave a few words to his assistant Benetti, turned around and walked to the office.

The team suffered another injury, so the following training was carried out conservatively, for fear of accidentally injuring themselves. Benetti looked at the players who had no intention of continuing training, sighed, and then blew the whistle, ending the training early.
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"Dong dong dong—" After the training, Ai Luo came to the door of Ranieri's office and knocked on the door politely.

"Come in!" Ranieri's majestic voice came from the office.

When Ranieri saw that it was Ai Luo, he turned his face to see the time on the wall clock, and frowned, "Is the training over?"

"Well, Mr. Benetti ended the training early." Ai Luo replied lightly, without saying a word.

After hearing Ai Luo's answer, he thought for a while, his frown relaxed, showing the original expression, put down the pen in his hand, turned around and stood up, and said with a smile: "It's like this Ai, you have also seen it——Our team has another injury now, it can be said that the 18-man roster is almost missing, so I want to ask you, do you want to enter the [-]-player squad for the away game against Real Madrid the day after tomorrow?"

Ai Luo was surprised at first, and then his eyes were full of excitement and fighting spirit, showing a firm expression, and replied: "I think! I really want to! Sir!!" For fear that the head coach would regret it.

"Give me a reason!" Ranieri was very satisfied when he saw Ai Luo showing a firm expression, so he moved to Ai Luo again and asked in a joking tone.

"Uh--I long to fight someone stronger than me, I want to become stronger! Become stronger!!" With a firm expression, his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

"Oh?" Ranieri smiled meaningfully, "How strong do you want to be?"

"The strongest!" Ai Luo clenched his fists tightly, his excited eyes full of fighting spirit!

At this time, Ranieri thought he was dazzled, and the one standing in front of him was not a young boy, but a warrior who was eager to fight and improve himself through fighting!
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After Aiello left Ranieri's office, Benetti came to Ranieri's office.

Dong dong dong

"Please come in!"

When Ranieri saw that the person was his assistant, he put down the pen he had just picked up, pointed to the sofa in front of him, and said jokingly: "Old man, I have decided to put Ai in the 18-man squad for the next away game against Real Madrid. I want to ask your opinion."

Benetti thought that when he came in, he saw that boy Ai Luo was very happy to leave. If there is no accident, he should have told Ai Luo about it, and curled his lips in displeasure, "Haven't you already decided?"

"Haha, an old fox is an old fox, indeed, I have already decided."

"Then you still ask me?" Benetti really wanted to say that, but he knew he couldn't say that, so he asked, "Have you decided? Claudio??"

Ranieri nodded resolutely, and then explained: "Don't forget, our first team is already panicked. It's time for fresh blood to arouse the lost fighting spirit of our team. Young people lack everything, the only thing they don't lack is fighting spirit and passion."

Immediately, Benetti fell into contemplation. After digesting the words of fighting spirit and passion, she slowly said: "Indeed, you are right." Then thinking of Ai Luo's age, she was a little worried, "Will it not encourage growth?"

"Haha, you don't have to worry about this. Ai is the young man with the strongest fighting spirit I have ever seen. His desire for the game is stronger than everyone in the current team."

So on the next day, the day before the game, when Benetti announced the 18-man roster, Ai Luo's name appeared on the roster.

Before everyone was surprised, Benetti continued to announce: "Gather at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning, have breakfast collectively, and then take the team bus to Madrid. ---Disband."

(End of this chapter)