football's most handsome

While the Portuguese players were training, they looked absently at the direction of the player tunnel. Juan had been chasing Cristiano for a while and hadn't come out yet, but according to Quaresma, it wasn't a big deal?

Soon Juan came out with Cristiano in his arms. Although the Portuguese teenager still lowered his head and looked unhappy, he finally lifted his spirits a little bit. Juan patted him on the shoulder and said After a few words, Cristiano nodded, turned around and ran over to train together, his serious look made them not know what to ask.

Anyway, after the training is over, there is still time to ask what happened!

Seeing that the team returned to normal, Juan was also happy to be quiet, but after thinking about it, Quaresma was finally pulled in front of him.

"What's wrong?" Quaresma looked innocent. Juan looked at him and sighed helplessly, reaching out to pat his head: "You two are good friends who grew up together, don't be angry with each other."

He and Portillo are also friends who grew up together. They spent a very happy time together. Although they chose different paths and gradually drifted away, their relationship is still as deep as ever—— No matter how often they meet again, they don't need to say a word of greetings, and they directly cut to the point, which is the tacit understanding for many years.

But Quaresma and Ronaldo, they both grew up together, and they also took two different paths. In 03, one went to Manchester United and the other joined Barcelona. A little-known kid went back, but Spain was envious of Barcelona's success in keeping Portugal's tomorrow's star.

But now that things are different and people are different, Quaresma should be unbalanced in his heart.

"It's okay, Juan." Quaresma grinned. He naturally knew that Jorge was already discussing his plan with Barcelona, ​​so he had no fear at all. This expression also seemed to have some young people's unique rebelliousness. , "After all, this is the only thing I can show off to him right now..."

Hu Jing was silent for a while, and raised his hand directly to give him a slap in the face. It was the first time that Quaresma was hit by Juan like this. In the past, he would watch and laugh at Cristiano when he was greeted like this. Now Only by experiencing it for yourself can you know how painful it is!

"qaq?"

Seeing the young general covering his head and looking over with tears in his eyes, Juan calmly smiled at him, showing a mouthful of white teeth: "Don't think about these things, training."

Quaresma opened his mouth, turned his head and ran away. Juan, who had his back to him, didn't see his bright smile at all, but many teammates saw it, and Cristiano saw it too, and immediately muttered: " Strange, it's also the first time I've seen being so happy after being beaten by Juan..."

Juan didn't know what they were discussing. He was also very worried about Quaresma's situation, so he specially asked Andrade to do stretching training together. Andrade looked bitter, but he couldn't say anything. No, I had no choice but to agree bitterly.

While stretching, Juan sighed. "Jorge, do you think Ricardo is easy to deal with now?"

Andrade was about to stretch his legs down when Juan was pressing on the grass, but when he heard him ask this question, he subconsciously raised his head, but at this moment Juan also subconsciously pushed down, and suddenly there was a burst of excitement on the court. The miserable cry sounded, and those who heard it were sad and those who saw it wept...

When they looked over, they saw Andrade lying on the field with tears in his eyes, looking unloved, while Juan squatted beside him embarrassingly, as if saying something, Everyone took it for granted and watched for a while before continuing to stretch.

Andrade is also stupid, how could he forget that Juan's subconscious reaction is actually terrible?

"I'm sorry, I'm really just subconscious." Juan really felt apologetic. After all, he subconsciously exerted force when his teammates were unprepared. It's not as dangerous as Ricardo's time. Something blocked it, it was a direct and heart-piercing pain...

"I'm fine..." Andrade blushed and replied with difficulty, and then tried to look up at Juan: "You mean, Ricardo seems a little swollen now?"

"Yes." Juan nodded, he felt so, but maybe it was his own illusion?

"I think so too." Andrade agreed very much, which also surprised Juan. He thought he was the only one who felt this way! "Do you know why?"

"I'm going to rent him to Deport next season, and I will buy it out if possible." Juan said the reason directly, and Andrade was stunned: "He didn't think you were so good in their generation." Many people chose him without choosing, so it’s inflated, right?”

In fact, if you count it, Juan is barely the same generation as Quaresma, but now that he has become a coach, let’s not mention it for now. The Portuguese generation who is closest to Juan is Cristiano. Everyone else is not far away.

And now, Cristiano wants to go to Juan, Juan refuses and chooses him instead, so this makes Quaresma inflated?

Andrade was stunned for a while, but he quickly figured out the twists and turns, so a smile of interest suddenly appeared on his face: "Are you sure he will go to Laco?"

"I'm sure." Juan nodded. It seems that Andrade is not only the senior of Quaresma in the Portuguese national team, but also the senior of the future club. It is most convenient for him to take the lead. Naturally, Andrade Understanding the twists and turns, he agreed straightforwardly: "I understand, leave it to me."

Juan nodded reassuringly, but when he was so reassured, his hand sank subconsciously.

"what!!!"

During the team training, Andrade really greeted Quaresma with a smile on his face. The other party was stunned when he saw that he was a senior who usually doesn't talk much in the team, but when he thought that he would be in a club in the future Li kicked the ball and responded twice. After chatting for a while, the two walked to the side and began to pass the ball to each other. After passing the pass, they left the main team and walked to the side.

"Huh?" Figo quickly saw the situation over there, "What's going on, what are the two of them going to do?"

Rui Costa, who was his partner, looked back and lost interest. He turned his head and continued to juggle the ball: "Let's practice alone."

"One-on-one?" Figo still didn't relax his brows. After all, although their team had one-on-one training, most of them were against Juan, because Juan could point out their problems by the way. Allow them to make adjustments.

"It looks like this." Rui Costa waved his hands impatiently, "Luis, since you are so free, let's practice together."

"??" Figo looked back at him in surprise, "We are both offensive players, what do you want to practice?"

His friend for many years smiled, glanced at someone's direction from the corner of his eye, and raised his eyebrows meaningfully: "What do you think?"

Juan is also looking at the situation with Andrade and Quaresma, but it seems that these two people seem to be relatively "happy" so far, so he is more at ease, but at the same time, he also feels There was a not-so-friendly aura rushing towards his face, he subconsciously turned around and stretched his legs. After touching something, his heart froze, his body tilted back thirty degrees, and then he shifted his center of gravity and directly squatted down to sweep his legs.

Everything was his own conditioned reflex, and when he reacted and looked up, Rui Costa was already looking at him not far away with a face of shock, patted his chest like a survivor, and Figo caught the bouncing football not far away, his face full of helplessness: "Look, what did I say before?"

"Play well, what kind of sneak attack." Juan shook his head and stood up as if nothing had happened. Facing his senior's expression as if he had seen a ghost, he showed an innocent smile: "You are not injured?"

"Not injured, just a little frightened." Rui Costa answered honestly. Fortunately, Juan didn't have any intention of hurting others, otherwise it's up to him to say whether he could have avoided it.

... Sure enough, it's very reasonable to not tease your teammates or something if you have nothing to do.

Juan looked up and down his teammates again, and found that there was nothing wrong, so he turned his head and looked at the situation at Quaresma's place. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he continued to do his own training. Andrade knew how to measure. It all depends on Quaresma himself.

When the training was over, Cristiano had returned to normal, and he began to hang shoulders with Quaresma and Postiga again. The three young people looked heartless together, which made Figo Can only sigh.

"What?" Rui raised his eyebrows at him, Figo waved his hand and said nothing: "I was just thinking, is it too early for the coach to call them up to play in the European Cup? We were still playing in Europe when they were their age. Qing Sai?"

"Yeah, they are all playing in the European Youth Championship." Rui nodded casually, "It was more than ten years ago... At that time we won the European Youth Championship twice."

"But now there are only the two of us in that team, and Pauletta is still playing for the national team." Figo sighed.

"So these kids made up for it." Rui Costa patted him on the head naturally, and now he is the only one who dares to do this to the captain of Portugal in the whole team, "They are not bad in this generation, Just stop worrying about it and quit the national team with me after the European Cup, right?"

"If Juan hadn't retired, maybe I would have promised you." Figo shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity that he doesn't play football anymore..."

"Come on, even if you don't play football anymore, do you think that kid can calm down?" Rui couldn't bear to look straight at him, "You know, he is now the coach of Deportivo. He is going to take office as soon as it is over, and he persuaded Ricardo to go to him when we didn't know, no matter how you look at it, it looks like he is going to do something big."

"As a coach...he might be too young." Figo was a little worried, "Do you think we should help him?"

"How to help?" Rui asked without hope. After all, he really couldn't think of any way to help Juan. Figo thought about it and asked seriously: "Do you think we can introduce some How are the players?"

Rui Costa, dumbfounded and at a loss.

The two big brothers in the team were also worried about Juan's future, and Juan was also worried about the game the day after tomorrow.

When Eugenia came, she made it clear to him that he could sell the real estate to his aunt, Eugenia's mother of the same name. Money - if you want to invest in Laco, you still need an asset.

Although he sold a lot of shares in his hand, it can be regarded as a total of 2000 million yuan, but if he wants to invest in Laco, only this money is not enough-he still needs to open up relationships, invest, and have small shareholders It takes money and time to buy out the stock in hand, and if it is calculated, selling real estate like a family is actually a very cost-effective deal.

However, his aunt also made it clear to him: "I personally contributed to leave your real estate, there must be people gossiping, and there will be many voices in the family. So let me tell you directly, at most ten years, I can still guarantee that these real properties are in my own name, but after ten years, I will hand over the property rights to the family in order to seek self-protection."

Ten years is already a very impressive number, and Juan also knows that since he was a child, his aunt has almost torn face with the family for this real estate, and even now she supports him. It was not easy, and since it was a private resale or an intra-family transaction, the two parties did not have to go through too many judicial procedures.

Juan's parents had left him a substantial inheritance, but it was nothing compared to the real estate.

On the day when the game was about to start, a group of people quietly descended on the Alvared Stadium. Juan didn't know it, and he was still talking to Van Nistelrooy in the player tunnel.

"I thought you would start today." Ruud Ruud was a bit regretful. After all, he had been looking forward to the match against Portugal for a long time. Playing, which made him very disappointed.

Juan looked very casual in his training clothes, and he smiled when he said this: "It depends on the situation. If you work hard enough today, I will play."

"Ha, I didn't see you playing when Portugal was forced like that by England." Van Nistelrooy complained. After hearing this, Zhang Cook of the Dutch team couldn't help but look back at his sharp shooter. As a result, Fan Ni Ni didn't see the expression on his face, but he caught the chilly expression on No. 23 in Portugal next door. He sneezed subconsciously, then rubbed his nose and glanced sympathetically at Figo, who seemed to be doing nothing.

Figo also knew that Juan must have spoken to Ruud van Nistelrooy. Although Hu Pingan sat on the bench honestly when he played against England, many of his Manchester United colleagues came over to chat with him. I don't know if it was fate, but none of them got Juan's jersey. In the end, the jersey he got was England's No. 7, David Beckham.

"But didn't Portugal still win in the end?" Juan said calmly, "It's the Netherlands. I watched the game against Sweden. Did you have some problems with your kicks?"

Fanny was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, "You can see it."

"Nonsense, otherwise I can still talk to you." Juan glared at him angrily, not afraid that what he said would cause much trouble to Portugal. Amid the wry smiles of the Portuguese team, Juan pulled people aside Lai said a few words carefully: "...That's it, do you understand?"

"That makes sense." Fonny nodded. "I'll try it later."

Juan still brought his own standard equipment today - training clothes, gloves, and snack packs. He is ready to go and is ready to continue sitting on the bench, and he is not worried at all about whether the game will go wrong. When Juan sits back on the bench , When the players entered the field in an orderly manner, Quaresma, who was also on the bench, finally couldn't help it.

He "had too much fun" with Andrade yesterday, and as a result, he was a little muscle fatigued, and it is okay to take a break. He was also the one who witnessed the whole process. Seeing Juan calmly preparing to unpack the snack bag, he endured He couldn't stop asking, "Juan, what did you say to Fanny just now?"

"Some defects in his running." Juan answered very concisely, and the people on the coaching bench looked at each other in blank dismay.

"What you told him was false?"

"How is it possible?" Juan replied in surprise, "As a top player, Ruud can tell whether what I said is true or not."

"...Boss, are you trying to build up other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige?" Quaresma was helpless, and he didn't know that his future head coach would be so big-hearted that he would help the opponent before the game. Feng pointed out some small mistakes in the way of playing football. Generally speaking, didn't he keep silent and say nothing?

"He knows that I can see it, and he knows that I will say it." Juan replied softly. The preparations before the game have been completed on the field. The middle circle is about to serve. Not far away, he focused on the direction of the middle circle.

"But whether he listens or not is his own business." Before Juan finished his sentence, he heard a crisp whistle, and the game started, and the Netherlands served in the middle circle!

When Van Nistelrooy began to run, Juan didn't say anything at first, just watched quietly, but when Van Nistelrooy took the ball, he still couldn't help taking a deep breath and laughing helplessly.

"What's wrong?" Quaresma is sitting next to Juan. He has rejected the snack packs that Juan handed over three times, but he still sits here at the risk of his life just to listen to Juan's suggestions. .

"I'm just laughing at myself for being self-defeating, thinking about what I have and what I don't have." When he said this, Juan's ice-blue eyes shimmered, and it seemed that the iceberg melted in an instant and the spring blossomed. Before he had time to say anything, Juan returned to normal.

He opened his snack bag, touched a candy-shaped ball and put it into Quaresma's mouth, and Quaresma's expression was distorted for a moment.

very sour! !

However, before he had time to spit out the candy, Juan pulled him over to hold his chin to prevent him from opening his mouth. Quaresma struggled for a long time but couldn't break free, his face was already sour. Come in a cute look.

While pressing Quaresma, Juan explained calmly: "I was still wondering whether I would not listen to Van Nistelrooy and continue my own style, but I underestimated his determination. , and underestimated his character... He did change his pace as I said, and whether he can stop him now depends entirely on Andrade."

At this moment, Quaresma had already taken in less air and exhaled more, and couldn't open his mouth at all, but after hearing what Juan said, he barely struggled. This time, Juan didn't hold him down forcibly, but Letting him break free easily, Quaresma opened his mouth vaguely and was about to spit out the candy, but he still held it in his mouth with a painful face.

Juan glanced at him in surprise: "Not vomiting?"

"You give it, I'll take it." Quaresma replied somewhat vaguely. In fact, his cheeks are almost sour now, but this is just a candy. Seeing Juan's expression softened instantly , It's okay for him to continue to be sour.

After all, it’s just a piece of sugar, once it’s melted it’s gone!Quaresma looked pained.

Juan didn't say anything, he nodded and continued to watch the game. Quaresma grinned for a long time and suddenly felt something was wrong.

The sugar in the mouth seems no longer sour, but with a hint of sweetness?

He smashed his mouth, and found that it was not his own illusion. This candy was indeed becoming sweeter, and it might be because of the extremely sour shell that wrapped it before, so although it was sweet, it was not greasy at all, but with a very sweet taste. The sweet feeling made him cry for a moment.

Although Juan put all his attention on the game, he could catch a glimpse of Quaresma's expression from the corner of his eyes. He took the time to turn his head and rubbed his teammate's head: "Is it sweet?"

Quaresma blinked, nodded with a smile, and Juan smiled too. This was indeed his rare smile without any mischief. Quaresma was taken aback, and subconsciously touched his nose feeling uncomfortable.

He naturally knew that Juan didn't like him very much. It was because of his personality that he couldn't do anything about it. He couldn't get closer to Juan after trying his best. He could only think about how long they would be together in the future , can make Juan change his opinion of him, and now just because of a candy, the problem that has troubled him for so long is solved like this?

For a while, Quaresma only lamented the impermanence of life, the mountains and rivers and the willows and flowers, but he hadn't sighed enough, the people around him had already stood up, and there was a chilling atmosphere all over his body. Quaresma He quickly turned his head too, but he only had time to see the flying net and the raised face of the great man Ricardo who fell hopelessly on the ground.

"Goooal!! Ruud van Nistelrooy!!"

The entire coaching bench was silent for a while, and then subconsciously turned their heads to look in Juan's direction, only to find that the other party had a rare look of confusion?

Juan is really struggling. He doesn't know whether he should be happy about Ruud's belief in him, or whether he should be upset that he has strengthened the Netherlands and made Portugal's road ahead more difficult, but soon he won't need much I thought about it, because Ruud van Nistelrooy deliberately ran to the Portuguese bench after the celebration, pointing at Juan with a fierce expression, everyone knows what it means.

Juan Dias, our duel is not over yet!

Juan froze for a moment and smiled.

When he was at Manchester United, Van Nistelrooy often made this gesture, signaling him to be one-on-one with himself. It can be said that in the entire Manchester United, the person who played against Juan the most was Ruud van Nistelrooy, and he always took the initiative to find him every time, even more than Christie. Yano still needs to be active, and Juan likes to hear about it.

However, when it comes to this scene, it is not so happy to hear and see.

Scolari was also sitting in the coach's bench. He saw Van Nistelrooy's provocation and Juan's smile. After thinking for a while, he called Juan over directly: "Go warm up."

"Eh?" Juan was taken aback for a moment. He had already prepared the rhythm of sitting on the bench all the way, but now he suddenly got the chance to play?

"Hurry up and warm up." Scolari was also helpless. After all, he also discovered that a man like Juan was needed on the field to control the field, especially when Van Nistelrooy seemed to be in a hot state of the game and walked into his own team. outbreak period.

Juan nodded, put the snack bag in his hand into Quaresma's arms, took off his coat and ran to the side. The camera quickly noticed the movements on the Portuguese bench. There was some commotion, but it subsided quickly. They naturally knew what warming up meant. The entire Alvared Stadium began to call Juan's name sporadically, shouting and singing.

"Juan, if you have seen him you will never forget, if you have seen him you will know that he is an angel, even if he travels all over the world he is still so fascinating, great painters paint for you, even Socrates came to see, You stand while the painter paints, Socrates looks at you, looks at the painting, looks at you again, and no longer looks at the painting..."

I don't know when the song "Look at you, don't look at the painting" given to Juan became popular. Juan was really like a picture scroll during the game, which made people feel at ease, and just came In other words, there will always be one or two hideous expressions on the players on the court, or there may be some hideous expressions throughout the whole process. Anyway, the film will make people feel that either the players did not take their medicine today, or they owed the photographer A lot of money.

However, I don't know why, so far, Juan's photos have not shown a slightly hideous expression, which also surprised many people.

Facing the fans who began to sing folk songs at the slightest disagreement—no, it was fans who sang, Juan ran and jumped around the court with a calm face, his movements were relaxed and natural, without any sense of tension, as if it was not Portugal that was behind but Portugal. It's Dutch.

When he finished warming up, he turned his head and looked at the situation on the field. At present, the whole field is fairly stable, and the defensive line is a bit stretched. After all, the Netherlands is also a total defense team. This style of play is Portugal. The nemesis of the 4-3-3 formation, if you are not careful, you will be scored.

"Are you ready?" Scolari had been waiting for him for a long time, and asked when he saw him stop. Juan raised his lips and smiled, his brows and eyes were full of spirits: "Of course."

Taking advantage of an out-of-bounds ball, Portugal raised the sign for a substitution.

"Portugal's substitution, Juan Diaz replaces Miguel!" The commentators in the major live broadcast rooms also became energetic in an instant, "Finally let us wait, Diaz's entry! Substitute another The defender is replaced by a defensive midfielder, it seems that Portugal is going to fight the Netherlands!"

Of course, Portugal has to fight against the Netherlands. After all, it is not the Netherlands that has scored a goal. When Juan came on the field, the Portuguese players all looked in his direction. Even the great man Ricardo in front of the goal looked eager. Anxious, Juan sighed and raised his hand.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then the stadium began to be in an uproar.

Juan's arm pointed directly at the goal of the Netherlands, the meaning of which is self-evident.

attack!

"Aha, I knew it! Juan is definitely going to attack when he comes on the field. After all, although he is a defensive midfielder, he is incredibly aggressive." In the live broadcast room of Sky Sports, the commentator excitedly filmed Let's start, those who watch the ball like offense the most, especially the smooth and crisp offense, the one that doesn't sloppy.

And Juan is the one who can bring this kind of attack.

In fact, Rui Costa has not played with Juan for a while. After all, his style of play is known for its elegance, and another synonym for elegance is that it is not fast...

nonsense!Zidane, Del Piero, Bergkamp, ​​Riquelme, including himself, are all recognized in football as elegant, but they are also recognized as slow with the ball, okay? !

I have never heard of anyone who is fast and elegant!

right!He was talking about Juan!

He really wants to know how this kid is so fast and yet elegant!

Rui Costa blinked, the ball is now under his feet, also because of his slow kick, although the Netherlands is very afraid of his dribbling and organization, but they don't take him seriously, the defense It's not very compact. After all, the ball can't be broken by him, but it doesn't mean it can't be broken by others, right?

He naturally knew what the player on the opposite side was thinking, so he smiled and passed the ball back to his own half.

"We can see that Rui Costa suddenly chose to pass the ball back, why? It can be given to Deco with a little bit forward, and then organize the attack... Ah, Dias catches the ball!! "

After Juan received the ball, he subconsciously looked up at the situation.

Although it is a bit embarrassing to say, Portugal's current configuration is really luxurious.

Generally speaking, it is great for a team to have an organizer, but in Portugal, there are people in charge of the front, center and back courts, and it will not be like other teams when they are organized in one way or another. flaws.

Their frontcourt organizer is Barcelona's frontcourt core Deco, the midfielder is controlled by AC Milan's offensive and defensive heart Rui Costa, and in the end, Juan Dias leads the whole team to wait and see Ahead, formed the last iron wall of the entire team.

The originally somewhat weak defense became a wall of sighs once again after being supplemented. No matter which shooter it was, it exhausted all its strength to attack but returned in vain, leaving only a sigh.

Originally speaking, with such a division of labor, Portugal has disintegrated the Dutch offensive and defense a little bit. It is a matter of time before the local army is defeated, but now Rui Costa handed the ball to Juan?

Juan was also stunned, and subconsciously moved forward after dribbling the ball. Van Nistelrooy was standing not far from him, and when he saw the ball coming in his direction, he immediately ran in his direction, Juan Although I don't know what Ruy means, but for now, the most important thing is not to let Van Nistelrooy get the ball.

However, what made him helpless was that his original plan was to pass the ball after throwing off Van Nistelrooy, but Van Nistelrooy was chasing too closely. The speed of the king of the small penalty area is well-deserved. Without the intention of letting him pass the ball, Xin Yiheng also directly accelerated.

"Oh... oh?!" The commentator in the live broadcast room didn't know what to say, so he just used a series of exclamations. After all, the current scene made him not know how to describe it, "Welcome Everyone watched the 04-meter dribble sprint match between Portugal and the Netherlands in the [-] European Cup?"

"Damn you!" His partner gave him a stern look, and then began to shout: "Juan Diaz's chance! He came all the way with the ball, and it was as straight as he said." Pointing to the goal of the Netherlands! The left side of the Netherlands seems to have become a vacuum, is there no one to stop him?"

Stop you ghost.

Cook complained in his heart, don't they want to intercept it?But someone in the team can stop it!Sometimes they didn't run halfway, and they saw Juan and Fanny blowing past like a gust of wind. How could they chase them? !

The goalkeeper of the Dutch team is van der Sar, who is also a veteran of Manchester United. He is usually beaten by Juan during training. I've never seen Juan so excited, and Fan Ni rushed over so madly all at once!

He took a deep breath, held his breath and concentrated on taking a close-range shot from Juan, but when he was still some distance away from the small penalty area, Juan took a big step forward.

"?!"

Van Nistelrooy was half a step behind him at this moment. Seeing that he was about to catch up, he saw the change in Juan's movements first, and the Dutchman's heart tightened.

Juan is indeed used to exerting force from the crotch, so when he concentrates all his strength on the waist, abdomen and crotch, he can gather extremely huge strength in an instant!

With a "bang", Fanny, who was close, felt someone drop a heavy hammer next to his ear, and the ball disappeared from his sight in the next second. With uncomfortable symptoms similar to tinnitus, he managed to raise his head.

The first thing that catches the eye is a fiery red jersey with a big white number 23 and diaz on the back. If you don't look carefully, it's exactly the same as when you were at Manchester United.

But he knew that there were still differences.

Over Juan's shoulder, he saw Van der Sar's frustrated expression and the resignation with which he stooped to fish the ball from the goal.

"Goooal! Juan Dias!"