football's most handsome

Hearing this sentence, Juan's first reaction was dumbfounding.

He naturally also knows Deportivo's current embarrassment, but their main problem is not due to tactics or other competitive reasons.

They are short of money.

This is the most embarrassing thing, there will always be some clubs in this world that will never make ends meet, and it's not because they play badly or something, they just can't pay the players' salaries, or even can barely maintain the club's operations , which is also a helpless thing.

Although the chairman of Deportivo has been frugal to a certain extent, the club still can only sell the heroes in the team in exchange for the stability of the club-a helpless move.

"Calm down, Andrade." Juan patted him on the shoulder and pulled him to sit down, quite speechless, "What do you want me to do to buy La Coruna?"

Andrade was stunned for a moment, with a rather dazed expression on his face, but soon he shook his head: "I didn't think so... Laco is like this now, and you will lose money if you buy it."

...Has he never wondered why Juan can afford it?

Of course not, the entire first team has absolute confidence in their young teammates, and they don't know where this inexplicable self-confidence came from. Anyway, when Juan realized it, "omnipotent" seemed to be synonymous with him.

Regarding this, Juan could only shake his head and smile wryly, at least he couldn't have children.

"I don't think it doesn't matter if I buy a little... After all, almost all of La Liga has implemented corporate restructuring, and the chairman is B." Juan narrowed his eyes. The management system provides possibilities, but it also tightly binds the fate of the club to the personal ability of the big boss."

The same is true of Deportivo. Today, only Real Madrid, Barcelona, ​​Biba, and Osasuna belong to the membership system, and other teams have become limited liability companies, which means they are companies that can be purchased.

"Yes, so I just thought, maybe you..." Andrade looked over with hopeful expression.

"Then what do you want me to do?" Juan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I am only 22 years old, and I will officially retire after the European Cup. It is impossible to play for Depor." Of course, it is even more impossible to buy Laco. Coruña became their boss, after all, this team does not mean so much to him.

Andrade became sluggish in an instant. In fact, he also asked Juan with the hope of one or two points. After all, he is now in a semi-retired state, and he might make an exception for Old Trafford once. The Riazor Stadium was an exception for the second time.

But Juan's words directly extinguished his extravagant hopes.

"Oh..." Andrade sighed and shook his head, "I know it's all my own wishful thinking, sorry to bother you so late."

"It's okay, actually I just have something I want to consult with you." Juan took out his phone and looked at it, smiling.

"Is your Laco still missing a head coach?"

"Let me tell you the truth, Depco now lacks everything except me and Juan...that's Belleron." Andrade smiled wryly, "The next season begins, and our team doesn't know if we can leave. Where are we going?"

Juan raised his eyebrows: "If you are really short of people now, I think it's better to start looking for the head coach... and these things should be considered by the chairman of the club, why do you suddenly start thinking about this? "

Especially Andrade is not from Deportivo's youth training. As a foreigner, he is still so concerned about the team. It can only be said that either the chairman of Deportivo is too successful, or... Deportivo The status quo is too bad to look at directly.

Andrade smiled wryly and said nothing, Juan patted him on the shoulder clearly, then glanced at the phone.

"My agent told me... Laco's boss is more difficult to deal with." Juan said this very euphemistically. After all, Jorge's message just returned was written like this——

'Laco?Oh God, Juan, what do you want to do?Let me tell you, their boss is the one I don't want to deal with among the [-] presidents of La Liga.To be reasonable, if it weren't for the current strength is not strong enough, I must send him into my blacklist! '

Seeing the Portuguese manager's resentful appearance, Juan can probably guess the scene. Iron cock vs. vampire, couldn't it be more interesting?

"It's a bit." Andrade recalled their boss and smiled, "It's just a very cute old man, you should like him."

"..." Juan gave him a strange look, "You want me to like him?"

"Yes, I hope you like him." Andrade nodded sincerely, "I know that you are in a vacant period after the European Cup, and I also know that Deportivo is now..." He shook his head helplessly, "All in all, I hope you can sincerely consider Laco."

"My coaching experience is only half a season of Manchester United, and the style of La Liga and the Premier League are very different." Juan warned him, he has finally come to his senses now, no matter what position, Andrade actually Counting on tricking him to La Coruña from the very beginning, right?

"But everyone calls you 'magic coach', and I have seen how powerful you are, so think about it?" Andrade looked at him with some sincerity, "I am just a lobbyist, of course, the club will There are official people here to invite you, so please think about it no matter what..."

"I will think about it carefully." Juan nodded, and Andrade is also a senior of his national team, and now he is embarrassed to be looked at like this, "Maybe I can ask my agent about this matter. Man, look at his attitude."

"Okay, okay... Then, I won't bother you anymore?" Andrade finally breathed a sigh of relief, but after saying this, he still blushed subconsciously.Obviously he was the one who called people out in the middle of the night, but in the end he said he wanted to disturb them?

"You go up first, there is training tomorrow morning, don't be late." Juan patted him on the shoulder in a friendly manner to show that he was fine, and Andrade nodded subconsciously: "What about you?"

"I'll sit downstairs."

Seeing Juan's calm and calm expression, Andrade walked away step by step. He also knew that Juan wanted to take this opportunity to sort out his thoughts, but don't sort them out until the final conclusion is rejection. !

Juan was indeed sorting out his thoughts, but he was not sorting out his future thoughts like Andrade thought. He lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, showing deep thought.

Juan and his agent have exchanged text messages many times, just this night.

'Jorge, what do you think of Super Deco? '

'Laco?Oh God, Juan, what do you want to do?Let me tell you, their boss is the one I don't want to deal with among the [-] presidents of La Liga.To be reasonable, if it weren't for the current strength is not strong enough, I must send him into my blacklist! '

'Is it really that bad? '

'...Well, in fact, he is also the chairman I admire the most in the entire La Liga. He is trying his best to maintain the operation of the club. Although all the chairman of the entire La Liga are like this, only Depor will be on the verge of bankruptcy. Cases so crazy to cash out. '

'...is that a good thing? '

'certainly!In this way, the operation was maintained anyway, and the club did not fall to the point of bankruptcy.But their club is a bit empty now, I have to go and see if there is any benefit, hehe... By the way, they still have one less head coach! '

'I know, but I've heard that Valencia is missing one too. '

'Yes, it's just that the possibility of Valencia is not very high. After all, they have been quite successful this season. They have been overwhelmed all the way. I guess their next coach is more inclined to Benitez with rich practical experience. After all, they didn't go to the point of finding a young man in desperation. '

'Yes, but La Coruña has arrived. '

'Yeah, Super Depor...they need a coach who can do wonders for them, enough to lead them out of the current haze, of course, the point is to be cheap.Looking at the whole football world, it seems that you are the only one who can be linked to cheapness, miracles, fame, ability... The point is that leisure gifts are at home. '

'Isn't there Mourinho? '

'He's not available!Although he left from Porto, there are always people who are interested in him. He will be the head coach of Chelsea next season. '

Juan's hand paused for a moment, then he smiled and shook his head.

Now Sir, you won't be dissatisfied, will you?I still thought Benitez was too boring before. The old man was tired of arguing with Wenger these days. He obviously wanted a new taste.

Mourinho Juan has also seen it. He knows this person's eloquence, and now the British Isles are really going to be crazy.

It’s really the always lively Premier League...

'Well, then it looks like I'm alone :('

'Ha, forget it, how much higher is your starting point than Jose?He coached Manchester United as soon as he came up, and the next stop is the national team, and he still has no experience before. After knowing your experience, Jose almost jumped his feet! '

'...Maybe it's different from yours?Sir, he is a man with such magic power. '

'All right, all right, I already know that you are always loyal to Sir Alex, goodbye! '

'Good night :d'

Juan put away the phone, sighed helplessly and stretched himself.

In fact, no matter how you look at it, if you want to get Deportivo quickly out of the current predicament, the most important point is the issue of money.

Although he can say that he has a little savings now, he is definitely not rich enough to buy a La Liga team, and he is still the great Deportivo who had an outstanding performance last season.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that making money was also a very important thing...

After playing with the mobile phone in his hand for a while, and thinking about how to make money, he couldn't help but send a message to his agent again.

'Jorge, what do you think about our joint agency? '

After waiting for a while, it was estimated that the other person had already fallen asleep, so Juan sighed and was about to get up and go back to the room, but he heard an excited voice calling his name in a low voice.

"Hey, Juan!"

The windy garden, the dim lights, and a low, unintelligible voice calling his name.For a moment, Juan's hairs stood on end, and he subconsciously wanted to launch a critical attack in the direction of the sound. Fortunately, the other party knew him well enough to shout directly before he made a move: "Don't hit, it's me!"

Juan stopped his life-threatening legs, squinted his eyes and looked at the other party, and he twitched the corners of his mouth after seeing the face clearly.

"...What are you doing out here when you don't sleep well? The captain didn't kill you?" Juan retracted his legs and asked angrily. It was Cristiano who came. He smiled and touched his head: "Captain I was playing cards with Rui and the others, and I couldn't get in. I went to the balcony to get some air and saw you below, so I came to play with you!"

Although he didn't know why his teammates were so obsessed with finding him to play, Juan couldn't help but point his head at him: "If you don't get up tomorrow, you're screwed."

"I don't want to either!" Cristiano covered his head confidently, "Actually, I came down early! But I didn't come out to disturb you when I saw Andrade talking to you. I really didn't eavesdrop on purpose. ?”

The more he talked, the less confident he was, and finally he couldn't help but sneak a glance at Juan, which made him dumbfounded.

"Okay... Those who don't know are innocent, now we go upstairs, I would like to see how the captain's game is going."

Seeing that the cold air began to overflow from the back of Juan talking and laughing, Cristiano thumped and secretly thought it was not good.Did he betray his captain just now? !

"Uh...wait a minute!" The Portuguese teenager, who was quick to think, grabbed him, "Actually, I also have something to talk to you about!"

"You too?" Juan raised his eyebrows, and got a strong nod from his teammates. He nodded with a half-smile: "Okay, tell me."

Of course he could see that his little teammate was actually trying to hold him back and prevent him from going upstairs to catch other people's behavior, but he still wanted to tease his little teammate, how could he break it?

Cristiano was anxious and confused, and opened his mouth: "Do you want to go to La Coruña?"

Juan was taken aback for a moment, unexpectedly he would mention this: "Maybe, what's the matter?"

"If you go, do you want to take me there?" The little boy was eager to try.

"..."

There was a moment of silence, and then there was a crisp and loud "pop", and the child squatted down covering his head: "It hurts so much!!"

"This will make you a little clearer." Juan looked at him condescendingly, then sighed, "What I told you that day was all in vain, right?"

The young general stopped talking and rubbed his head in silence.

"You play well with Ferguson. There is no better and more dedicated teacher than him in the world." He continued, "At least there is no better coach for you than him, isn't there?"

"Isn't there still you..." He heard the murmur of the little teammate, Juan rubbed his head helplessly, and kicked the child's butt with a headache: "As far as training people is concerned, Sir Alexis is better than you." I'm much better...don't play childish temper, your future is still very bright."

Of course he knew what this kid meant. When he first arrived in Manchester, a completely unfamiliar place, Juan, his long-time acquaintance and trusted captain, appeared, so the child settled down, and his psychological dependence was already strong enough. Now it is even more reluctant.

Although Juan could understand him, he would never tolerate the waywardness of his young teammates just like that.

So he lifted him up and ruffled his hair.

"Okay, Cristiano, it's okay, call me if you need anything, okay? I'll always be here."

Juan felt that his life was really hard, with an old mother by his side, and now with a little kid...

Married before starting a career?

He immediately shook his head and put this weird thought behind him. Seeing that his teammate was still looking very depressed, he couldn't help but pat him on the head with a smile: "It's okay, everyone likes you so much."

"Then come and see me as soon as you are free." Cristiano said sullenly, and Juan nodded helplessly: "Okay."

The next morning, when everyone woke up, they looked energetic. Scolari nodded in satisfaction, but Juan couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

When he sent Cristiano back last night, these people had already left the venue. Maybe Andrade tipped off the secret when he went back, so he didn't catch any of them, and the eyes of his little teammates were blown by the wind. It's red, but according to him, it will be fine the next day, and now it's back to normal at a glance.

"Hello everyone, today is the first training session for the national team. Please cooperate with the coaching staff to train carefully..." Scolari began his routine speech as the head coach, but everyone present subconsciously looked at Juan. The direction made Scolari look in Juan's direction while speaking.

Standing next to the training team, Juan was wearing light training clothes, noticing that everyone's eyes returned a radiant smile.

His expression was so sunny that no one was used to it. Everyone trembled subconsciously, especially Cristiano. Standing next to Juan, he wanted to cry without tears.

In a word it is——

You are next to me, only for a face-to-face meeting, and the sunny day in June is lightning.

Juan has always been indifferent, and they were so scared when he suddenly showed such a cheerful and lively expression! !What is even more frightening is that everyone knows why he laughs like this!

In this regard, Juan didn't say a word, but still looked at Scolari very seriously, and that kind of focused expression made people really unable to help but feel drums in their hearts.

They didn't feel anything when stretching. After all, including Juan, there are only 23 people in total. If the three goalkeepers are removed, everyone can still stretch each other. However, the biggest problem has arisen.

And no one dared to stretch with Juan, who was smiling all over his face.

Cristiano was beaten up last night, and he is still sluggish now; Andrade ran away directly, Juan was very helpless, and in the end Figo couldn't stand it anymore and waved his hand: "Hu install!"

"Have!"

"Stretch alone!"

"..." He thought the captain was coming to partner with him!anger!

However, there is actually a reason why the whole team is unwilling to partner with Juan. As a football player, his muscles and bones seem a little too soft, wrapped under hard and firm muscles, and his bones are incredibly flexible.

And he has a characteristic of playing football. When his legs are thrown out like a whip, other people will tighten the muscles of the legs so that the power can be transmitted to the toes. Juan's force is on the crotch. Both legs are relaxed, but that's why, when the back of the foot hits the ball, the force brought by the inertia will be extraordinarily large.

This is one of the main reasons why he can fire heavy artillery on the court.

——Precisely because of this!Once partnered with Juan to stretch, he will always unconsciously press the person down to the point of tearing the crotch!Everyone is here to play football, not to experience nonsense, okay? !

Juan is also very sorry about this, after all, every time he presses down unconsciously, and then the people below start screaming, he is very used to this kind of routine, who knows that there is such a strong muscle in the world a group of people...

After so long, Cristiano has been with him for a little longer. Others are afraid to avoid him when they see him, but Juan is used to it.However, when he started to do stretching exercises, his team leader quietly touched his side.

"Juan, how was your talk with Andrade last night?"

"Uh, it's okay..." Juan was taken aback, and before he could say anything, his captain patted him on the shoulder in relief: "Well, well, looking forward to the game, Real Madrid hasn't won at home in Deportivo for several years. Passed the ball."

When his captain left, the next person to come up was the sneaky Simao, who looked left and right: "Hey Juan, are you going to Super Laco?"

"No, not necessarily..."

"Isn't it too late to go after the European Cup?" His teammate was very serious. "After all, the club's personnel transfer and so on... Or you should let the national team's affairs go?"

"I still want to compete..."

Before he could finish his words, Simao was already pushed aside, and in front of him was Deco with bright eyes: "Deco? Good place! If Jorge takes you to Deco, I can take my friends there if I have nothing to do." You played there!"

... The fact that he went to Laco hasn't been mentioned yet, so how come one or two of them are beginning to believe that he has gone?

Juan understood when Andrade came up to him and started giggling.

Well, commit a crime.

But Juan didn't refute anything, and we'll talk about it when the time comes. Scolari saw that everyone's warm-up was almost done, and the atmosphere had almost improved, so he checked the time and called everyone to gather.

"Basically, the muscles and bones have been moved, right?" Scolari asked kindly, "Including the sense of the ball should have been recovered? Okay, now we need to get acquainted with the coordination——"

The Portuguese players who were patronizing and nodding suddenly felt a gust of wind behind them, and only heard Scolari say "let's have a mock match", and the whole world went dark.

Sure enough... Whenever the team is about to start a match, Juan is in a particularly good mood!

What made them want to cry even more happened. Juan took off his coat and put on the substitute's vest. Obviously, he was going to team up with the substitute players and confront the first-line starting team head-on.

Scolari originally planned to talk about Portugal's overall cooperation, but the development of the matter was beyond his expectation. The two teams played evenly and the scene looked very exciting. There were no other main players and substitutes in the national team. It feels like there is a big difference in strength, and...

How can the attack of the little vest team be smoother?

The Brazilian coach was stunned for a while and began to look for the reason, and then found the calm Juan after a while.

He basically stood in the backcourt and didn't run much, but once the ball came to him, he was precise and fast. In other words, although the force on the court was still there, Juan was trying to minimize his presence , or the problem that Scolari discovered after careful searching.

But obviously, the players of the Portuguese team are very used to this, and they don't want to start from Juan when stealing the ball, and try to grab the ball before they have time to pass.

Especially Rui Costa and Cristiano, they should play the role of a series organization, but once the ball is likely to go in the direction of Juan, they will give up chasing the ball, which makes Scott Larry's eyelids twitched too.

... He seems to have underestimated Juan's influence in the national team.

At the end of a game, he was silent for a while, let the fitness coach lead them to recover their strength, and then called Figo aside.

"Louis, in your opinion, what kind of person is Juan?"

Figo was stunned when he heard this sentence: "Juan... Serious and responsible, perfectionist, a very good kid. What's wrong?"

"It feels like your whole team is a bit..." Scolari thought for a while, and then changed a more euphemistic word, "Trust him too much?" It's okay for your teammates, why would the opposite person hold the ball when Juan Just give up and fight for it?

Just work a little harder, okay? !

"Coach, you don't know something." Speaking of this, Figo is also very helpless, "All of us here are a bit shadowed by him, so it's better for all of us to avoid him when he gets the ball, anyway. I can't stop..."

Scolari almost laughed out loud, there are still balls that can't be broken in this world?Even a dribbling master like Zidane dare not claim that his ball will not be broken!

Figo naturally also saw his disbelief, and sighed: "It's not that he won't be cut off when he keeps dribbling the ball. It’s the kind that can’t be done, so it can’t be broken.”

"Okay, thank you." Scolari frowned.

If what Figo said is not exaggerated, he will have to make a good adjustment on the roster.

If what Figo said is not exaggerated, he will have to make a good adjustment on the roster.

Juan's influence on the entire Portuguese team was beyond his expectation. It has only been two years since he entered the first team, right?

Juan was actually very calm on the field. After all, this was just a simulation game within the team. Everyone passed the ball to him to take care of him. I feel nothing.

"..." Hu Ancheng focused on the two people standing in the corner talking.

"Why aren't you concentrating?" Rui Costa smiled at him and raised his eyebrows. The Portuguese midfielder has stayed in A Milan for many years. It seems to seduce people all the time.

Juan originally didn't want to pay attention to this kind of words that seemed to be teasing girls, but after thinking about it, he still replied honestly: "I'm thinking about the game just now."

"You performed very well." Rui stretched his waist and pouted, "The coach probably wants to ask the captain about the team. Don't think too much about it."

"The main reason is that the pass was too focused on me just now." Juan sighed, "Coach Scolari can see what's going on, so don't bother."

Of course he knew what these teammates meant.

This is a meaningful battle in the history of Portuguese football. The European Cup held locally, no matter who will want to participate in the first game, right?

But now everyone has discovered that Scolari seems to be planning to lead Juan to a formal coaching path. Although this is indeed the path Juan will take in the future, what should we do in this game?

What about the European Cup?

Although the entire Portuguese national team does not mean that there are no players who can play, they really feel that Juan is very unfair, so everyone can't help but want to send him to the starting lineup.

Although the starting list is only eleven, and there is not much room for Portugal to choose...

The expression on Figo's face didn't change when he came back. Scolari just flipped over his tactical board and lowered his head to write down something. took a look.

The subsequent training continued as usual, neither Scolari nor Juan showed any special performance, and Juan devoted himself to the work of assistant coach after the first day of training, which made everyone feel a little bit disappointment.

Soon time came to the first day of the opening game, Scolari kept the starting list until the day without saying anything, everyone's heart was itchy like being scratched by claws.

On June 6, the Fire Dragon Stadium in Porto.

In any case, this is Portugal's home court, and everyone is anxiously waiting for the starting list to come out.As soon as Scolari came back from the press conference, facing the players sitting in rows, facing their longing eyes, Scolari coughed lightly.

"The starting list... Ricardo."

Ricciardo is Portugal's starting goalkeeper, and this has not changed in a few years.

"Defenders... Miguel, Carvalho, Andrade, Valente."

This year's defenders have changed slightly. A Portuguese defender withdrew from the national team due to injury, so Miguel, who was originally a substitute, stepped up.

"Winger Figo, Ronaldo, midfielder Deco..." Scolari took a deep breath.

"The midfielder, Maniche, Juan Dias."

The audience froze for a moment, and finally cheered everywhere. Scolari waved his hand helplessly: "Oh... don't act like you have already won the game? Everyone hurry up, pack up and go out. Although the opponent in this game is Greece, But we still have to do our best.”

"Okay!" Everyone responded loudly.

Surrounded by everyone, Juan walked outside. He looked at the others helplessly: "Calm down, everyone, calm down..." He wasn't even that happy himself!

"Juan, if you are on the court, we can get through no matter what difficulties!" Simao shouted happily, and everyone laughed and patted him on the shoulder.

"Did we misjudge Juan's influence in the national team too seriously?" Scolari once again had self-doubt. At the beginning, he was still wondering whether Juan would not be able to suppress these people, but now It seems that there is no such worry at all?

"Maybe?" The fitness coach also added, but he still added, "But I think his influence in the national team is not the traditional influence we think..."

"Yes," Scolari nodded, couldn't help but rubbed his stomach with a smile. "Portugal, what a strange team."