football's most handsome

With the experience of following Sir Alex for the first time, Juan has been following Sir Alex carefully every day to learn some things that need attention. At the same time, he also serves as the training partner and translator of the first team, using his evening time every day Self-study theoretical knowledge, live a fulfilling and busy life.

——so busy that when he picked up the call from Spain again, he realized that half a season had passed.

Facing Cassie's familiar voice on the phone, Juan directly said, "Even if you think on your knees, you should have finished a math test paper long ago."

"You gave me a test paper that allowed me to go straight to Harvard," Cassie complained on the phone, her tone had obviously returned to normal, "How could I not feel guilty towards you?"

Juan sneered, and turned the page of the book in his hand briskly: "These are two different things... Are you going to hand in the paper now?"

"Of course," Casillas took a deep breath on the phone and said seriously, "No matter what, we will always be friends."

Juan couldn't help smiling—in fact, he is a person who likes to smile very much, but he has been unable to be happy after leaving Madrid: "There is so much nonsense."

During the training on the second day, the Manchester United players were much more honest than before. Even Keane didn't say a word to the people around him during training, but just immersed himself in training, because their third assistant coach today I seemed to be in a good mood. After the warm-up training, I held the ball and said that I would come to play against the team and take him with me.

As soon as Cristiano heard that he wanted to simulate a confrontation in the team, he immediately jumped up and asked to be on the same team with him. Juan flicked his head, and the Portuguese teenager could only stand on the opposite side with tears in his eyes-to be honest, he was not at all. I don't want to meet his team leader during the simulated confrontation.

During the training, Juan also showed his precise control and ability on the field for the first time. He stood in the midfield and looked forward. The youth training, and the opponent is almost the current main camp of the Red Devils. However, at the beginning of the game, the opponent was not as handy as before, and even a little depressed.

——In a short period of time, Juan commanded the scattered teams on the opposite side. Although he seemed a little stretched because of the problem of unsmooth coordination, when they saw the calm figure standing in the midfield , All of a sudden, there was some lack of confidence.

"Shit..." After another pass was cut off, Keane angrily pushed the person who ran in front of him, and then he was about to continue running, "Continue to play!... What are you all doing?" gone?"

Keane noticed that everyone in the audience stopped and looked in his direction. He suddenly felt something was wrong. He turned his head slowly and found that their third assistant coach was slowly standing up from the ground, patted his pants and was pointing at him. he laughs.

Yaoshou la Dias, is the teaching assistant laughing? ! !The audience shouted silently. They still remember the last time Juan smiled like this on the training ground. It was the second day after Manchester United drew with Arsenal at home. Juan stood on the training ground with such a smile In the middle, I gave everyone an unforgettable "special training".

"Kean, what did I say before?" Juan was still smiling, and the Manchester United captain lowered his head under such a smile. "The temper is left to the opponent during the game, not casually thrown on the teammates."

"otherwise?"

"Run around the pitch ten laps." Keane gritted his teeth and nodded, turned around and went for a run. Manchester United's first team looked at each other, and then found that Juan was also looking at them.

Scholston was clever at the moment, he turned his head and said loudly: "The Red Devils are a whole, no matter what time it is, everyone must share weal and woe!"

"Oh!"

So a group of people chased Keane in a mighty way and passed, followed by a round of chasing and fighting. Accompanied by Keane's scolding of "what are you doing nonsense", Juan couldn't help smiling, and walked slowly back to the side of the court.

"Good job." Queiroz handed him a bottle of water with a very pleased expression. Since Juan came, Manchester United has gained a lot of help. At least everyone has done their best in the training of the team. And the competitiveness on the court has also increased.

——The point is, he only received a translator's salary.

"They are, and they did a great job." Juan took a sip of water and said slowly, "I just wanted them to continue training, but you see, the unity of Manchester United itself is really amazing. The brotherly spirit of sharing blessings and suffering together is really admirable."

Queiroz was dumbfounded, feeling that his understanding seemed to be off.Didn't those bigwigs just go directly to Keane's company because they were afraid of being hurt by Chi Yu?

Afterwards, the Manchester United players were still terrified by their third assistant coach, because when passing by the two assistant coaches standing on the sidelines of the pitch, Juan actually yelled: "comeon!"

The Manchester United players, who were not sure whether he was letting them play or asking them to cheer, looked at each other, and the final decision was... Keep running faster!

Seeing that the Manchester United players seemed to be running harder, Juan nodded in satisfaction under the helpless gaze of Queiroz. Sure enough, no matter what, the players should focus on encouragement!

After watching them off for a while, Juan checked the time and finally frowned.

"Is Coach Ferguson here yet?"

This is not the first time. Sir Alex’s complexion doesn’t seem to be very good recently, and every time he comes to training, he always has a gloomy face, which also makes the Manchester United players dare not take a breath. It's just that it's nothing like this. During the training, Sir Alex often asked Queiroz and Juan to take everyone to train together, and he disappeared every now and then, which was very worrying.

Although Sir Alex announced his retirement a few years ago, this cultivation method is not his style now, is it?Everyone in the football world knows Ferguson's temper. Even if he is not a coach or player of his faction, as long as he comes to ask him for advice, he will know everything and talk endlessly. It can be said that he is a model for all modern coaches.

What happened to him?

Queiroz was also very confused about this. After all, Ferguson just greeted him a few days ago and continued to train as usual. He didn't say anything else. He could only shake his head to express his ignorance: "Why don't I go to the office to see?"

"Okay, leave it to me here." Juan nodded, although it was better for Queiroz to watch on the court, after all, he has been here as an assistant coach for a long time, and he is more able to calm down the scene, but Bother Ferguson casually?

——To be honest, even Juan, he also has times when he feels guilty.If he was a player under Ferguson, he would have already knocked on the door unceremoniously. He has the confidence, but the assistant coach...

Originally, he just stood on the edge of the field and watched everyone running and chatting almost in circles, but soon, there was a commotion among everyone.

"It seems to be the sound of an ambulance?" Scholes hesitated and looked at the people around him uncertainly.

"Yes, I heard that too." Giggs listened for a while and nodded.

Juan naturally heard it too, and his brows furrowed deeply.Thinking of Queiroz who had just left, a bad premonition formed in his heart.

"Continue training." Juan clapped his hands calmly. "We will go to Stamford for the next game. Don't relax. We will talk about the specific situation after training."

Queiroz didn't come back until the end of the training. Juan frowned and called him, but before he could say anything, he heard a heavy voice from the other end of the phone: "Juan, the boss..."

When Juan rushed to the hospital, Queiroz was standing outside the ward frowning, looking very tangled, Juan looked inside the ward, the lord was lying on the bed, and the woman beside him was holding his hand Talking to the doctor about something.

"Boss's heart has not been very good." Queiroz also looked at the ward and sighed, "He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart during the draw with Arsenal, but he didn't say anything, and he looked okay... ..."

While talking, the doctor opened the door, Queiroz and Juan turned their heads and looked over together, the doctor nodded at them both and left, they looked at each other, Queiroz stepped forward and opened the door: "Sir, how are you doing?" ?”

"I'm fine... well, I'm not fine either." Ferguson was about to say something, but the person holding his hand gave him a look, and he changed his words, which surprised Juan: It turned out that even Sir Alex Ferguson Someone beat him too!

"His heartbeat is irregular, and the doctor asked him to rest for a while." The woman said, but squeezed his hand helplessly, "If you want me to say, he should have rested a long time ago, and he insists on continuing to work."

"Yes, that's what you said." Queiroz smiled, and he couldn't say anything when facing this person, could he?

I didn't see how the boss was subdued by her...

"I really have no choice, no one can take my place." Ferguson was also very helpless, "Queiroz will go to Real Madrid to coach after Christmas, and Smith is so soft-tempered that he can't hold back those youngsters. "

Walter Smith is the second assistant coach of the team. He is a good old man and has helped Juan a lot on weekdays. Juan really wants to complain at this moment: Sir, everyone in front of you is very soft-tempered. what...

"What about your third teaching assistant?" The woman frowned and stared at him, "I remember you often praised that young man in front of me, is that him?" Hearing that he was being called, Juan raised his head and nodded to the woman. The man nodded with a gentle expression, but turned to look at his husband and glared again.

"He's still too young..." Ferguson was a little weak.

"I don't care! In any case, you have to rest in the hospital for a while, or I want you to look good!"

"Okay..." Ferguson sighed, "Let me talk to him."