football's most handsome

When Juan left a surprise sentence, his friends in Spain scratched their heads and wondered what was going on, but he himself did his own thing calmly. After all, now that the future situation is determined, he can feel a little more at ease.

The next day the players resumed training, and Juan followed suit on the edge of the court. Everyone knew that he was going to play in the next game, and they all began to ask who was so lucky to be replaced by Juan. Cristiano was pushed out.

In the team, Cristiano is the youngest, and he is also the closest to Juan. Everyone can see that Juan dotes on Portuguese No.17 like a son, and it is absolutely no problem for him to come out in general.

"Who should I replace?" Juan straightened up, raising his eyebrows in surprise, "It's not considered a replacement, it can only be said to be a normal rotation...Why do you ask this?"

"The captain said they want to know who is so lucky... No, who is so unlucky... It's not right!" The Portuguese teenager was entangled, and Figo not far away was ashamed.

Why does this brat keep talking outside? !

Facing Juan's half-smile look, Figo took a deep breath, turned around and ran away with a serious face.

Watching their captain run farther and farther, Juan could only smile helplessly, and patted the young general on the head: "You will know when the time comes, what are you worrying about now?"

"Okay..." Cristiano nodded, "Then about the Spanish national team, there are many friends you know in it?"

"It's not all friends." Juan smiled. After all, Spain still has a national derby. Although the atmosphere on both sides is not as bad as everyone knows, it is not as good as ordinary players.

In fact, this is also a little bit in Portugal. The players of Benfica and Porto do not fight each other very much. The players of Sporting Lisbon and Benfica are also a little bit.

Of course, Portugal is better than Spain in that their national derby does not contain any political factors, which also makes Portuguese players get along a lot more harmoniously.

"Then about Spain..." The Portuguese teenager wanted to ask a few more questions, but Juan patted him on the head: "Okay, don't ask too many questions, anyway, you don't use your brain when you are running on the court."

qaq?

Just as the Portuguese teenager was covering his head to protest, Juan turned around and said, "Coach."

Scolari had already come to them, and obviously wanted to say something. Juan looked sideways at the young general and was about to leave when Scolari stopped him: "Juan, come here."

Looking for him?Juan blinked: "What's the matter?"

Scolari is actually quite sighing. After all, it is really rare for a player like Juan who can both play and be a coach, especially a top league coach from the beginning. This is really not much.

——Even if you can barely say it, Juan has only been coaching at Manchester United for a few months and helping the national team for a period of time. It has to be said that he can actually provoke the club.

"Jorge brought a few people to wait for you outside, although he said that it's okay to meet after training..." Scolari reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "It's just that this is an opportunity for you .”

Juan nodded and walked out of the court.He naturally knew who the person Jorge brought was really fast.They chose the cafe that comes with the stadium. Fortunately, today is not a game day. As long as you choose a relatively remote corner, and Juan lowers the hat on his head, basically no one will notice him.

- Strange.

After sending away an unknown number of fans who came to ask for group photos and autographs, Juan took off his hat in despair: "Continue talking, where did you just say?"

"About player development." The people on the scene are also very aware of the current situation. Although Juan grew up in Spain, his popularity in Portugal is also rising. It is actually very good for Depor to have so many people paying attention to him. Not a bad thing.

"Players... I know that Laco has already sold everything he can sell." Thinking of this, Juan couldn't help but want to rub his forehead. It's not enough to make a big list of 23 people.

"Although I really want to say that the youth training can also be transferred to the top..." the people of Deportivo smiled bitterly, "But you should know the situation on the Deportivo youth training side, so I won't say more. 4000 million, you see Can you get a starter set?"

In fact, the money is really not small, but once the money is divided to buy nearly twenty people, it is really a bit tight.

Especially Juan still has some considerations of his own.

"It should be possible." Juan thought for a while, took a napkin in the coffee shop, lowered his head and wrote a few names on it, "After the European Cup is over, try to get in touch with these two people, and buy as much as possible if you can." Come here, if it doesn’t work, let’s rent it first, the one with a buyout clause, I’ll discuss it with the players.”

"These three people are relatively unknown, but they will be of great use in the future, and it may be a little harder to find them."

"We can borrow some of the remaining people from other youth academies. Those clubs have many excellent players who have not made their debut." He pointedly wrote Real Madrid, Barcelona, ​​Valencia and Madrid on a tissue. Jing, "Whether it's on loan or directly bought, it's up to you. I will also write down a few names for you... and then get some more from the youth training. It's almost enough, right?"

"Is it really okay to put together things like this?" Laco's face was full of sadness, but there is no way out now, and if this continues, Laco will have no choice but to linger next season.

"There will be no problem." Juan nodded and handed them the tissue. "If there is anyone you think you can't handle, hand it over to Jorge. If he can't handle it, call me."

"What do you mean I can't do it anymore?" Jorge frowned dissatisfiedly, "I will try my best to find the person you want! And where did you know about those three people..."

"I know it by chance. It's very powerful. I wanted to recommend it to you directly, but I didn't have time." Juan said smoothly, "Go and see if they have an agent. If they don't, isn't it cheaper for you?"

Jorge thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be the case: "Okay, I'll run around and see those three people first."

"Leave the youth training to us." Dekko's people nodded, "As for those two players..."

"Leave it to me over there." Juan nodded, he had already talked with one of them, there was no problem, and the other?

Isn't the next game against Spain?Just right.

After discussing the team's future plan in detail, both parties were satisfied. Juan also came up with a plan that could alleviate the club's current situation, especially emphasizing the issue of portrait rights.

"In any case, the portrait rights of the players are in your hands, and it doesn't matter if you spend more money. I will do it later." When Juan said this, Jorge understood. After all, regarding the portrait rights of players, the Portuguese agent He has already tasted a lot of sweetness, so when he heard what Juan's daughter said, he immediately nodded: "I will do this."

Jorge's activeness obviously scared Laco's people, and they stared at Jorge warily: "Laco can't give you that much money!"

The name of the Portuguese agent vampire is famous in the Iberian Peninsula. He can provide people with the best service, but at the same time, the fees are relatively high. To say the least, Laco has already put all the money on Juan. It may be that he really can't afford the fee for Jorge.

"It's okay, Depco will have money." Jorge is very optimistic about Depco's future, "I only need 3% of Depco's operating amount at the end of the season."

three percent?Both Laco and Juan were stunned, and then laughed together.

The people in Depco laughed at Jorge's overestimation of Depco's future.What is the concept of three percent?

At least Depor can play in the Champions League group stage next season, that is 4000 million, and this 4000 million can only leave 200 million at most, and [-]% is only [-]?Is this vampire out of his mind?

Juan laughed a little helplessly, he knew that his manager was a vampire, but it was the first time he saw such a lion open his mouth.

Of course, he wouldn't say it outright, after all, what his agent was going to do was indeed worth so much money, so he kept quiet, and the people watching Laco happily shook hands with Jorge to sign the contract.

After signing his name on the contract, Juan will be the coach of Deportivo in the future. Super Deportivo's performance last season was nothing short of a miracle. 2. If the results of his leadership are too ugly, it will be unjustifiable.

"By the way." As Juan was about to leave, Juan suddenly remembered something, "Jorge, if you follow the whole process, please help me save as much money as possible, I am useful."

Jorge naturally wants to follow him all the time. He hasn't done such a large business for a long time. Although he has countless players, and several major clubs in the Portuguese Super League have his players, he can win in La Liga all of a sudden. If you make a fuss about a team, the meaning it represents is quite different.

Especially in Deportivo!Their boss made Jorge suffer a lot before, which directly made Jorge not want to deal with him at all, but now!

Those who have money but don't make money are fools :)

Hearing Juan said that he wanted to save some money, Jorge's first reaction was surprise: "Why, do you want to take it for yourself?"

Jorge’s words made the Laco staff who were about to leave turn their heads back to look at the two of them vigilantly, as if they would come over and beat them up if Juan nodded, Juan smiled helplessly: “No… I want to save some money to prevent supplementary personnel. If all the money is spent, what if there is a lack of personnel or something?"

Jorge suddenly said: "Okay! I'll help you prepare!"

After the meeting ended, Juan was still thinking about it, because what Laco lacked most now was money first, and people second, and these two problems had to be resolved first to be serious.

"The last 4000 million..." Juan sighed, "At any rate, he was second in the league last season. Why is it so terrible?"

It would be ridiculous if even the salaries of the players were released.

When they returned to the hotel, their morning training had just ended and they were coming out in twos and threes to prepare for lunch. Juan smiled and followed them to the restaurant.

Cristiano obviously didn't care about eating. When he and Quaresma came, Juan had already eaten half of it. Seeing that there was still an empty seat next to him, Cristiano's eyes As soon as the light came on, he wanted to step forward. Who knew that Quaresma moved faster than him, and stood beside Juan with a plate: "Is there anyone here?"

The entire Portuguese team was silent for a moment. Everyone looked up at the two men. Juan wiped his mouth: "Sit."

Cristiano was immediately pulled over by Figo, and the others also speeded up their meals, or faced different directions directly, and the surroundings of the two of them quickly became vacant.

Juan wiped his mouth, raised his eyebrows and looked at the people around him: "Eat a little, you don't have the energy to train in the afternoon."

Quaresma nodded, picked up his spoon and started talking to his untouched lunch: "I got a call from Jorge."

——In the Portuguese national team, there are actually many players under the banner of Jorge Mendes. The super high coverage of the Portuguese agent also makes it much more convenient for players to communicate with each other.

"He told you." Juan took a sip from his water glass, "What do you think?"

Jorge must have called Quaresma immediately after leaving to ask him about his situation. After all, compared to another person, Quaresma is a player under his banner, and it should be the first time to grasp the information.

Only now did Quaresma know which "club" Juan was talking about.

Deportivo - Last season, their league ranking was even higher than Barcelona.Although based on his observations in Barcelona, ​​if Barcelona used the momentum at the end of the season to attack the game at the beginning of last season, no one in the league may be the first.

And the current situation of Laco is really not very good, Juan wants to take over there?

After a moment of silence, Quaresma spoke with a dry voice: "Can you buy me out?"

During his one season in Barcelona, ​​he thought a lot, especially during the wasted time on the bench. Sometimes he even started to envy those youth players. Anyway, La Masia has games to play.

He sat on the bench for a season, so much self-confidence has been worn away, and now the only hope is Juan.

In any case, there will always be a place for him in Deportivo, right?

"Both you and Postiga are quite expensive." Juan is seeking truth from facts. After all, he is a player under Jorge's team. All of them are scary expensive, and he is the only one who has been in Castilla all the time. retired.

After careful calculation, it is still the one who makes the least money for Jorge?

"I will ask myself to cut my salary. I can discuss the price with Jorge, but..." Quaresma's Adam's apple moved, and Juan patted him on the shoulder, only to hear the Portuguese youth's voice choked up. "Just, don't let me... sit on the bench..."

For a player of his age, sitting on the bench is definitely the cruelest punishment. To waste time without a position in a team is directly costing their future careers.

Juan was silent for a while, then sighed helplessly.

"it is good."

Whether he agreed to buy out or not to sit on the bench is unknown, but Quaresma was obviously more serious in the afternoon training. Although Postiga wanted to say something, he finally shut up. .

"Juan!" During training, Cristiano jumped out, "Will you accompany me one-on-one?"

Not to mention the strange eyes of the entire Portuguese team, Juan was a little surprised. If the whole team is asked to rank a training leaderboard that they don't want to do, the one-on-one with Juan must be the first in ten thousand years.

In the end, their little teammates became addicted?

Although he didn't know what the situation was, he was very pleased that the Portuguese teenager was so self-motivated, so Juan also used his [-]% energy to train him. That scene was really...Look at Figo There was silence, and Scolari shed tears after watching it.

After the training, Cristiano was carried back to the locker room by Juan. The man on the neck laughed several times, and Juan felt very helpless for a while: "Stupid?"

"No!" Portugal No. 17 protested, "In the future you will practice Ricardo like this, hehehe..."

"Don't gloat." Juan patted his head helplessly, "Also, even if I'm not in Manchester United, you still have to train hard. It's another thing for Sir Alex to spoil you, you know?"

"Okay..." Cristiano still wanted to play tricks, but he had already entered the locker room. Juan threw the Portuguese teenager on the bench, and then he started to pack his things and prepare to wash up, but when he turned around, he heard the teenager's wailing. Voice: "Help! Killing!"

Juan looked back helplessly. Figo was about to lift the young general by his back collar. He called everyone in the locker room to look at him, and the captain's face turned dark all of a sudden.

"Don't beat him to death, just say 'he is the future hope of Portugal' three times silently." Juan reminded him and then turned back to do his own thing. He is very sorry for the deadly behavior of Cristiano. Don't want to be judgmental at all.

How will this little boy be the captain of Portugal in the future?

But this is not something he needs to worry about. For now, after washing up, they should go back to the hotel to rest later. However, when Juan turned on the phone, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

...look what he saw.

The more popular social software now is msn. Cassie sent him a photo, and Juan stared at the people inside for a closer look.

Raul, Cassie, Guti... Redondo didn't know where he went, but as far as this photo was concerned, he couldn't help but sigh.

——There is no good thing for these three to get together!

Figo was the first person to come out of the shower after him. Juan thought for a while and walked over with his mobile phone: "Louis, can you help me find out where this is?"

After all, Figo is also a young man who grew up in Lisbon. Although he has been playing football outside for many years, he is still familiar with everything in his hometown. When he saw the photo, he was stunned: "Pambal square?" Then he took a closer look , Leng Leng again: "Isn't this Raul and the others?"

"Yes...they asked me to go there." Juan rubbed his forehead helplessly, "I seem to have lost my way."

Of course, both Juan and Figo knew that this was just an excuse.Can't I contact my team if I get lost?Moreover, Pombal Square is not very far from their hotel, so it can be said that they will arrive soon!

Besides... What's the use of getting lost and looking for Juan?Although he said he was a Portuguese player, he grew up in Spain, otherwise he wouldn't even know Pampal Square.

Of course, it’s fine for them to know about it themselves. Juan put away his phone and smiled: "I'll go find them."

"Go, go back early." Figo nodded, "I'll tell the coach for you."

As an upright assistant coach, Juan can of course run around, but the problem is that he is still a player of the Portuguese national team?This is Portugal, not too many people know him.

So when Juan went out, he was completely prepared. Wearing a hat, gloves, mask, and sunglasses, he could almost suffocate himself in the summer, but this kind of dress saved him a lot of energy spent on the road.

When he found these three people, they were sitting on the stone steps with few people, licking the ice cream they bought from who knows where, they didn't look too leisurely, huh?Juan stepped forward full of anger, but it didn't look like that in the eyes of the three of them.

God, there's a big night packed like a zombie coming at them!

Guti was just about to jump up to fight back, but was quickly stopped by Raul: "Calm down Jose, he is Juan."

Juan?

It was indeed Juan, all three recognized when he came up and took off his glasses and glared at them.

"Why are you here?" Juan really had a headache. After all, their match was three days later. How could these three people still sit here and eat ice cream leisurely?

And where did Guti get Redondo?

"It's okay to be free, let's come out and play." Guti waved his hand nonchalantly, "Mollen and Fernando are going to watch the opera, and the three of us want to ask you to come out and play together when we are bored."

"..." Juan was speechless for a moment. "Are you in the rhythm of all the holidays?"

"That's right." Raul said with a smile, "Originally we rested in the hotel, but Jose said it's a pity not to go shopping in Lisbon." Those who made the camouflage, especially Guti, even used a rubber band to hold up his half-length blonde hair a little bit. From a distance, it looked even more beautiful than a chic girl.

"The main reason is that I haven't seen you for too long." Guti added, "Igor left us at Christmas and ran to see you, but you know the situation, I accompanied your sister to Milan, Raul is going to accompany Moran."

"Of course I know." Juan lowered his hat angrily, turned around and left, the three of them looked at each other, but soon Juan came back with an ice cream and sat beside Cassie. "It's just that you ran out suddenly, I don't worry."

"Hey..." The three of them laughed. They also knew that Juan was worried and would definitely come out to find them. Otherwise, they wouldn't have just sent a photo without saying anything.

The four of them sat on the steps in the shadows and started chatting nonsense. It was no different from when they were together in the past. Guti spoke cheerfully, Raul added a few sentences from time to time, and Cassie was responsible for complaining and refuting them. Both, everything is the same as before.

In this remote corner, friendship remains.

"By the way, Juan, what is the purpose of Belleron's so much advice?" Guti suddenly remembered such a thing and asked, but in fact he was just asking casually. After all, in his impression, the two Juan has nothing to do with each other.

The chatterbox has already opened, and Juan naturally didn't care. He smiled and said, "This is for next season. I will go to Deportivo."

Compared to Raul and Cassie's dumbstruck, Guti had been vaccinated long ago, so he just sighed and nodded: "It's really Laco...but it's almost gone there, and you can't even a single player Change something, don’t regret it.”

"I really didn't go as a player." Juan smiled helplessly, Guti was also surprised, and sat up on the stone steps: "You mean, you really became the head coach?"

"Yes." Juan nodded, "So next season, I will spend much longer time with Belleron."

"Sounds terrible." Raul was realistic, "Vereron...how can I tell you, he is not like an ordinary player, and his beliefs are very devout."

"It's a good thing to be devout." Juan raised his eyebrows. Many players are actually devout believers, which doesn't mean anything, but even Cassie sighed when he heard him say that.

Cassie patted him on the shoulder: "Juan, you must have never met a true believer..."

"They're all human." Juan smiled, but soon he remembered something: "By the way, I want to ask you about Javier's situation."

Javier Portillo is a player of the same age as Juan. Compared with Raul and Guti who have already been in the first team, Portillo is a good childhood friend who grew up with Juan friend.

However, since Javier was promoted to the first team and did not come down, and Juan was sent back to the youth training immediately, there was very little contact between the two of them, and they could only be asked through good friends in front of them.

"Javier?" The three of them were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other.

Guti still spoke first: "Javier...I can't tell what his current situation is, but it's not very good."

Cassie and Raul thought a lot, and they knew what the other was thinking when they looked at each other, so Raul quickly said, "You want to take Javier to Lacco?"

"Yes." Juan nodded, "Javier's current situation is very similar to that of Quaresma...the one in Barcelona, ​​our Portuguese team."

Indeed, both of them have been on the bench for almost a season. Even if the game is really short of manpower, they can’t turn to them. Quaresma can’t bear it. Barcelona is not the club he grew up in, so It is normal for him to ask to leave.

But what about Portillo?

He grew up in Real Madrid since he was a child, where he has lived for more than ten years, is he really willing?

Obviously, they also considered this issue. Guti took the lead in saying: "If I were Portillo, I would not choose to leave."

"Nonsense, no one of you would consider leaving." Juan glared at him angrily. Even Redondo couldn't get Guti to switch to AC Milan. It's still a Serie A team, and it may not be a season. The kind that can meet once, now that Guti is transferred to another La Liga team, he must meet at least twice a season?

It might as well kill him.

"I think I can give it a try." Raul thought for a while and said, "After all, not everyone is as dead-headed as Jose, and they can still go out and work hard for their own future... Anyway, if they type it out in the future, they will It was bought back by Real Madrid."

Just as Guti was about to blow his hair, Cassie answered, "And he should also know that there is basically no way out in Real Madrid now."

The four people who came out of Castilla were silent for a moment, and quickly changed the subject, Juan frowned: "No matter what, I want to talk to him, if I can, I will try harder effort."

"Laco is so short of people?" Guti was almost frightened by Juan's spirit.

"Nonsense, their team is almost sold out and only the janitor is left." Juan replied angrily, "Except for Dias, Andrade and one, there is no one left for me in Laco. "

"That's it!" Cassie cheered up, "Castia has produced some good goalkeepers recently, do you want to pick them?"

"The goalkeeper of Castilla?" Juan was moved for a moment, but soon he shook his head, "Forget it, let's not talk about the price issue, they will tremble when they see me, I'd better change to a stranger .”

For some reason, all three of them had some sympathy for the future Deportivo goalkeeper.

"How about we take you to find him?" Cassie was eager to try, although Portillo must be in the hotel at this time, but it doesn't matter, they can call out!

Juan thought for a while, smiled and shook his head: "Let's wait until the game is over, it's not stable right now."

They chatted for a while, and finally Raul subconsciously glanced at the time and said badly: "Moreau's opera should be over, let's deal with it quickly!"

The three of them began to tidy themselves up in a hurry. It looked like the kind that sneaked out to eat and was afraid of being caught. Seeing that Cassie's face was still covered with waffle crumbs, Juan subconsciously reached out to help him wipe it. Go: "Go quickly, so that Fernando won't worry."

It's not easy to get along with Redondo when he gets angry all of a sudden. The three of them understood, and Cassie pursed his lips: "Then you want to go see him with us?"

Juan was stunned, and waved his hand: "I won't go, please remember to tell Javier for me, don't rush to leave after the game, I want to talk to him."