Juan doesn't know how entangled his friends in Spain are. In fact, he is also thinking about it now.As a player himself, he had already participated in coaching training in Spain-most professional players are like this, but he started earlier.

Now that he has arrived in a new environment, he also needs to adapt to a new learning environment. In his free time as a translator for Cristiano, he can read books, attend classes, and listen to lectures, all of which are good choices.

Maybe get out and play football? :)

What I have to say is that after a car accident, he didn't break a bone, nor did he break an arm or a leg. This is simply luck.But at the same time, it is also strange that generally speaking, people with concussions may experience disturbance of consciousness for no more than half an hour. Fortunately, he was unconscious for seven days after removing the intracranial hematoma, which caused many people to suffer. They thought he was dying soon.

It was late at night when Cristiano and Jorge arrived late.Cristiano was fine, but Jorge smelled of alcohol and looked sober when he was outside the door, but he went limp after entering the door—he had the most entertainment, and at the same time, he had the most things to do of.

After helping his teammates to support his manager, Juan sighed silently.

They are still too weak and need to get stronger.Now is not the time for romance and sadness, they all need to work harder.

Put Jorge, who was already a little delirious, on the sofa, and the two looked at each other. "Leave Jorge to me. You go wash up first." Juan nodded at Cristiano. He has to go to training tomorrow. Now is the time to rest. The Portuguese teenager obviously knows this, so He just hesitated for a moment, then nodded and went back to the room.

Juan found a wet towel to help Jorge wipe his face. He has a little cleanliness, so he didn't prepare towels or anything like that. Jorge looked up at him with a slow reaction, and then laughed.

"Juan...Juan, you know, this is the first time I have done such a large business, I think my career has finally improved a little bit, besides you, Cristiano is my salesman Most successful player ever to go out."

"Cristiano will have a longer-term development." Juan said softly, taking a wet wipe and putting it on his hand.

"I know, I know he will succeed... But Juan, I'm still very unwilling, especially, especially unwilling." Jorge wiped his face with the wet towel in his hand, and then put it on In my own eyes, nothing can be seen.

"One day, I will ask Real Madrid to pay back twice."

Juan's eyes widened in surprise, and then he couldn't help but smile.

Some people complained about him, some people firmly believed that he would come out of the shadows, and some people remembered him in his distant home, so what did he have to be afraid of?

Jorge will go back to the hotel after resting here for two hours. After all, he will continue to deal with the officials and gentlemen of Manchester United tomorrow. It will be very informal for him not to change his tie. Juan sent him back to his room He stroked the cover of the book and took a deep breath.

"Okay, it's time to start a new life." He whispered to himself and opened the book.

At seven o'clock the next morning, Juan knocked on the door of another room. The child who opened the door pursed his lips tightly. I rubbed it with my hands. After all, I don’t know what time this kid got up and started to comb his hair. It looks like the hair gel is very thick. He didn’t bring a wet tissue...

"Let's go." Juan gave him a short smile and walked out first.

Because the two of them live in the youth training area, they can walk to the training area within a few steps. When they arrived, there was no one on the court. The teammate said: "Well, it seems that I made the right decision to bring a pair of sneakers."

Cristiano cheered, pulled Juan and rushed into the locker room. The two put their things together and changed their clothes - Juan brought a set of training clothes, white, and the color of Manchester United's training clothes this season Very similarly, he helped Cristiano stretch and warm up, and practiced his dribble after getting the ball.

Incidentally, it was Cristiano over Juan.This is not the first time he has faced his own squad leader. In fact, the two of them often train together in this way in the national team, but Cristiano basically doesn't get any benefits from his own squad leader.

Juan played as a defensive midfielder. Since 94, he has followed Real Madrid's most outstanding midfielder to learn skills. It has been at least ten years. At that time, Raul was also educated. The two of them chose took two different paths.

If we talk about the spirit and tolerance of that person that Raul learned, what he learned is technique and feeling.As a player in the same position, Juan can obviously learn more than Raul, who is a striker. Even in physical confrontation, Juan, who looks thin, can eat Raul and Guti raw, even Sometimes the first team is understaffed and he can be transferred to play twice.

It was only later that the "superstar policy" started. Except for Raul, Guti and Casillas who had already gained a foothold in the first team, Bosque transferred back almost all Castilla players, including Including Juan who just played twice.

After being cut off the ball cleanly again, Cristiano wiped the sweat off his head in frustration: "Continue!" In contrast, Juan's training clothes were still dry, and his face Without a smile, he frowned and thought for a while, then pointed to his feet: "The left foot is slower, try to increase the speed."

"My speed is not very slow anymore." Cristiano was a little unconvinced. His speed and skills can be said to be proud, but no matter what, he couldn't produce any effect in front of the squad leader, which made him very upset. is depressed.

"You need to speed up your frequency, the gap between your steps is too big, so I can easily break the ball." Juan said a few words, raised his chin to signal for Cristiano to continue attacking, the boy nodded and calmed down He looked over intently, slowly approached with the ball, and then suddenly accelerated!

It was still a matter of an instant, Cristiano only felt a blur in front of his eyes, his feet lightened, he staggered two steps and quickly turned back, the ball was already lying quietly under the opponent's feet.

"Come again." Juan turned his head and retracted his feet for a moment, "Good morning, sir."

Cristiano was stunned, and looked back, Ferguson was walking here with Queiroz, I don't know how long he had been watching, Juan quietly stepped aside when he saw the Ferguson coming, ready to be a competent translation.

"Young man, how do you feel?" Ferguson patted Cristiano's shoulder affectionately. This time the young man understood, nodded sullenly, and tried to express his thoughts in English: "This place is very good, very comfortable, and I feel at ease. .”

"Okay, the league will start in two days. I look forward to your performance." Ferguson patted him on the shoulder in relief, and then turned to look at Juan. "As for you, Dias..."

"I'm sorry to disturb your training." Juan bowed his head and apologized. He had already seen the Manchester United players poking their heads in the player tunnel not far away, and it was obvious that it was time for training.But since it's time for training, why don't you come over?

Juan was still wondering, when he heard his teammate explain anxiously: "I'm sorry, coach, it's because I insisted on dragging Juan to accompany me..." He was so anxious that he even spoke Portuguese , Juan and Queiroz looked at each other silently, and both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

What is there to worry about, little brat?I can't speak clearly.

"It doesn't matter, the training session will start in 2 minutes." Ferguson waved his hand, "Everyone come to train! Queiroz, I will leave it to you, I have something to say to Mr. Dias."

Manchester United's first team just came out of the player tunnel in twos and threes, and while chatting with each other, they paid a lot of attention to them. They knew about Cristiano, and they also started yesterday's debut ceremony from this morning. They saw it in the newspaper, but they were more curious about who the blond guy was than the new No. [-].

"Hey, why don't we ask the newcomer?" Scholes elbowed Ferdinand, the Manchester United defender thought for a while and frowned. "I think that kid looks familiar..."

"I think so too!" Giggs responded positively, "especially the way he plays football, he feels very similar to someone!"

"Just ask the newcomer directly!"

Cristiano was nervously staring at the backs of Ferguson and Juan, but he was patted on the shoulder, and the Portuguese teenager turned around in shock. In front of him were several faces that later affected almost his entire Manchester United career.

"Hey hey hey..."

After Juan was called aside by Ferguson, he was ready to be scolded. Who knew that Ferguson frowned and asked him seriously: "How is your current physical level, can you play football?"

Judging from Juan's performance on the court just now, he still maintains a high level of competition. From his point of view, he will definitely not be worse than Real Madrid's Pavon!Ferguson also knows a little bit about Real Madrid. The future goalkeeper is important, so isn't the defense general important?Especially since they just forced Makelele away this year...

And Juan can leave, why would he choose the most drastic retirement?

Juan sighed secretly: "I can play football and play games, but because of brain problems, the doctor advised me not to play high-intensity games for a period of time."

Ferguson nodded: "I don't know and I don't care why you chose such a path. I hope you can take care of yourself." Juan nodded and was about to run away to change clothes, but was slapped back by Sir Alex: "Where are you going, go up!"

Juan rubbed his hair, and ran towards Queiroz slowly, only to find that everyone was looking at him intentionally or unintentionally. Juan calmly did a few warm-ups, and then stood quietly on the edge , do not say anything.Ferguson followed behind, coughing lightly. "Let me introduce to you, this is our translator for Manchester United."

"Huh?" Everyone was dumbfounded, and Giggs even pointed at him tremblingly, "Is this the level of football a translator should have?!"

They all looked at it just now. It is more than enough to play in the first team at this level. Manchester United is just short of a midfielder with excellent interception and dribbling ability like him. Now Sir Alex says he is an interpreter?

Does Manchester United have such a luxury? !

Ferguson just gave a look, and the tumultuous team immediately quieted down. He continued: "Juan, let me introduce myself to everyone."

"I'm Juan Dias," Juan said, his voice soft and hoarse, with a cold texture, "Spanish, Portuguese and English are my domains, please take care of me."

"Juan will be responsible for Manchester United's translation in the future, and also my third assistant coach." After Ferguson said this, everyone's commotion couldn't be suppressed anymore. He had to stretch out his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, "This is My personal decision. Alright, everyone, let's start training!"

Juan followed Queiroz and Ferguson to observe everyone's situation. He didn't know what the people in front of him were thinking. He only knew what he should do now——

He needs to absorb and enrich himself with knowledge, like a sponge.

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