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Now Juan is very embarrassed.

In front of him was a pair of cufflinks worth [-] euros. Although this price was not too expensive for him, it might be a bit expensive for a reporter.

——These reporters seem to be the working class with an annual salary of less than [-] yuan. Where did they get such a large sum of money?

So before the end of today's press conference, Juan emphasized his own values: "I can accept girls with a monthly salary of [-] or more to buy me one-to-one cufflinks of [-] Euros, because that is Pocket money, but I absolutely don’t accept a gift of [-] from a girl whose monthly salary is less than [-] Euros...because it’s living expenses.”

"So please take back the cufflinks. It's too expensive. I'll accept the whip. It depends on the situation." When he said this, Juan was tapping his palm lightly with a short whip. Why, this action still made many people blush. Although Juan was a little strange, he still didn't say anything, and directly announced the end of today's press conference.

——The press conference is over, and a big storm has broken out in the football world.

His starting list alone made the entire European continent scream.

The Guardian, Britain's most influential sports newspaper, has chosen Super Depor's Super Crazy! "As his front page headline, on the cover is Juan smiling with a short whip in his hand. It looks very breathtaking, and the content in the newspaper is even more jaw-dropping.

"I've never seen such a crazy club!" the newspaper exclaimed, "the youngest coach in football history, the roster with the largest age difference in the record, the most random team configuration... No one knows Depor What's next, is their chairman crazy?"

"At the press conference, the young and energetic Dias expressed his confidence in the new season. What we can see is that he seems to think that he can do a lot in this position, especially with such a team. Next, but at the same time, he also explained to us why he chose to bring Romario back to La Liga from Brazil."

"An interesting thing happened at the scene. The reporter Jane Smith of Sky Sports and the reporter Sarah Carbonero of Spanish TV Five presented their personal gifts to Dias. It almost looks like a male courting a magnet, but as far as we know, Dias rejected Caponello's pricey pair of jeweled cufflinks and chose Smith's small leather whip... oh hehe , I can't see that he is such a heavy-tasting person..."

Compared with the last slightly ridiculed tone of the British newspapers, the three newspapers in Spain exploded directly. These three newspapers are "Marca", "Aspen" and "Mundo Deportivo".

"Marca" continued their usual exaggerated style, directly putting the starting list on the big front page of the front page, and then began to shout: "Who will take care of La Coruña?!"

"Or the coach who can control them is fine!!"

"This list is really crazy. The buying club covers everything from the La Liga duo to the A-League kings, and even a former Mr. Not bad, just judging from the platoon, Deportivo is no worse than other giants!"

"It's just that we all know that a wealthy family has been accumulated, which requires confidence and strong financial resources to support it, and now Depco is like a local tycoon who suddenly won the lottery, or an upstart? Without any accumulation, the overall look They are all impetuous, but I still sincerely hope that they can win a good result. I don't want world famous players like Redondo and Romario to be humiliated at the end of their careers. Such a scene is really ugly. "

Compared with Marca's straightforwardness, "Aspen" is much more tactful: "The first question that Dias needs to face now is how to tame these veterans. Will his authority be challenged? Especially Is it his age, as far as we know, he still has 22 days before his [-]nd birthday, a head coach of this age? Looking at all sports events, there is no such thing."

"Although I don't know what the future will be for Depor, but at least as far as the list is concerned, they still have something to say. I sincerely look forward to Depor bringing us joy in the new season."

"But when it comes to joy, Juan Diaz's remarks at the press conference are a bit intriguing. I don't know if there will be novels about the ideas of 'horsewhip', 'riding', 'reward and punishment' and 'surrender' The author wrote a novel based on him."

Compared with such well-intentioned ridicule, "World Sports News" is much more malicious: "At yesterday's press conference, Deportivo coach Diaz made a lot of jokes, whether it was 'horsewhip' or 'two and a half women' Kneeling gifts', or the slowness and mistakes in printing the list, it is not difficult for us to see that this is a rookie who is inexperienced and easy to be pulled out of the topic, wish him the hell mode in La Liga Have fun~!"

Obviously, Mundo Deportivo was gloating, but they didn't say much offensive words about Juan, not to mention Quaresma, who basically didn't make any appearances, Romario and Riquelme were all There is a person who has made great contributions to Barcelona, ​​and at this time, saying anything will be particularly bad, so it is just a few sarcastic remarks with guns and sticks.

But putting aside those sarcastic remarks, it was actually kind of a suggestion to Juan—although it was very cryptic.

Sir Alex Ferguson, by comparison, was much more straightforward and crude.

That night, Juan received a call from the old man. He originally thought that the old man was here to congratulate him and talk about the strategic deployment of the little coach, but when he answered the phone, he was scolded.

"I've been paying attention to you boy, I didn't expect you to be so cowardly! It's so cool to be pointed at your nose today? Come and find me tomorrow!"

Juan: Confused, at a loss.jpg

At a loss, he was at a loss, and there was still daily training the next day. He flew to Manchester immediately after his preparations, so that he could listen to the teachings of the old man.

This is the first group training after they announced the roster. Juan had the foresight to directly express the need to close the training. The external wording was "Deco is very immature now and needs to be well-adjusted." However, in fact, their training inside It's no different than any other team.

Although it is only in the past month that Deportivo's team has been able to recruit people, everyone is working hard to get along well, and they especially like to learn from each other, and the most harmonious time on the court is when they are warming up During training, usually the players are already chatting at this time, deciding who they will be one-on-one with later.

But even though this is said, the ones who can calmly play one-on-one are basically those players who have a certain amount of experience, and the cute new players like David Luiz and David Silva basically have to hide on the sidelines. The onlookers shivered by the way, and sincerely prayed that they would not be spotted by a certain big devil over there as a training partner.

Why are there so many kinds of big devils in the Laco team, it's so scary T^T

For the one-on-one training, Juan is very happy to see the results. When forming his own coaching team, he and his tactical analyst once analyzed the current situation of the team.

The tactical analyst is specialized in analyzing the team's video recordings and providing references for the head coach, but these two people don't distinguish between priorities, they directly pull over the assistant coach, and the three of them carry a lot of video footage into the darkroom for four days and three nights. They didn't come out, and there were often quarrels and debates inside, and then the three of them didn't know when they came out, and then there was such a "Lacco-style" training.

There is also a surprise that the two people who were polite to Juan before but alienated in their hearts are now convinced of Juan as the head coach. They definitely mean that he is the leader. The players also looked at them before. In the way of getting along, such a change is not mentioned by everyone, but it is actually seen in the eyes.

As the head coach, Juan generally doesn't need to go on the court to participate in this kind of brutal one-on-one, but sometimes the big bosses can't kill each other enough, they have to take him with them, and Juan is the kind of person who suffers by himself while others watch people?So in the end, the whole team will be beaten in a fancy way, and all the little fresh meats will be abused very emotionally...

So today, in order to avoid being dragged into the arena again, Juan appeared on the sidelines of the court in a suit and leather shoes under the envious eyes of many young freshmen, and smiled at everyone: "What's the matter? Training."

"Juan!" The staff yelled from the side of the court: "Someone is looking for you!"

The four Juan on the court turned their heads at the same time, looked at him speechlessly, and the staff also felt ashamed: "Coach, someone is looking for!"

Juan was taken aback for a moment, then gestured towards the court to signal them to continue, while he walked towards the living room.

——Actually speaking, Laco’s living room is also very old. To put it bluntly, it is said to have historical deposits, and to put it bluntly, it is... ahem.

And it was here that Juan met the person who made him raise his eyebrows in surprise. Although he was surprised, he took a step forward: "Deco, long time no see, uh, and Messi? Why are you here?" ?”

"This kid said he wanted to come and see." Deco rubbed the heads of the people around him with a carefree look, and Juan also took a look at him.

The child has very long hair and is not tall. From Juan's point of view, it is a hairy top, and he can't see his face at all. Although Juan has always been very persistent about Messi's transfer, But this is also the first time the two of them have met since the European Cup, so he hesitated for a while and then raised his eyebrows: "Who are you looking at?"

"Uh, Aimar..." Deke was speechless, and then he laughed: "In short, it's like this... don't pay attention to these details!"

Juan was helpless. Although he knew that there were not many normal teammates in his national team, was it really good to fool him like this? "Forget it." He didn't think too much, and raised his eyebrows directly: "Come with me."

He directly brought people to the edge of the training ground. At this time, everyone in the training ground stood in twos and threes and formed a circle, as if they were watching something. There was a cheer from time to time, and Deco looked blankly: " What is this doing?"

"Training." Juan replied succinctly, "Your Barcelona haven't trained yet?"

"No, we have two days to go outside to play the warm-up match." When he said this, Deco rubbed his head a little embarrassedly, "And Jorge seems to be still arguing with Barcelona about my transfer. Dues, so..."

Juan understood that his transfer involved Quaresma and Porto. Now that Quaresma has been cut off by him, new problems are emerging one after another, so Barcelona has not been able to fully add Deco to their own. in the big list.

"Ah." Quaresma and Postiga saw the seniors of their national team and were just about to say hello, but they caught Juan's eyes at a glance. The two looked at each other, but they could only pretend not to see Continue to watch.

"That's it," Juan nodded, "If that's the case, why don't you come and experience our Laco specialty?"

"What special product?" Deco asked with great interest. They had already approached the encirclement. The surrounding people looked back subconsciously. When they saw Deco, they opened their mouths, but they saw the accompanying people Whoever it was, they all chose to be quiet.

Juan led them to a place that was not close or far away. The players stood loosely, and they could see what was going on from the outside.

In the middle of the encirclement, Juan Belleron stood breathlessly, with a ball under his feet, and not far from him stood a person facing each other. The two stood silently, and the people around them gradually It became quiet, and at this moment Aimar stepped forward, and Deco felt the boy in his arms move uncomfortably.

"Ready—" The Argentine took a deep breath and waved his hand down.

Everything around seemed to slow down just to watch the duel between these two.Neither of them is very fast, but they are both at the peak of their skills. One is still at the peak and the other has passed the [-]s. Even Juan Belleron was vaguely suppressed.

At this time, Aimar and Riquelme joined in at the same time. The two of them approached cautiously from behind, looking for opportunities, but after wandering around for a long time, Belleron couldn't find a chance to pass the ball. Trying to force a pass, there was a slight gap, he exerted force on his feet and wanted to send the ball directly, but the ball was hooked back before it even had time to accelerate.

Almost when the ball reached his feet, the three of them stopped, and the people around them who had been holding their breath began to breathe a sigh of relief, clapping and cheering, but compared to the joy of the people around them, those three people were a little helpless. The gathering seemed to be to discuss something, until this time, Deco dared to vent his anger.

Until just now, he was holding his breath, but while exhaling, he seemed to hear someone exhaling with him. He turned his head for a moment, and found that Juan was also looking at him The direction, or rather, looking at Messi.

The Argentine teenager seemed to feel their gaze, and buried his head lower.

Juan smiled and didn't say anything. He just explained softly: "The specialty of Depor's team is fighting each other. Whether it's a one-on-one fight or a group fight, as long as it's within a reasonable range on the court, it's allowed."

"Fight each other?" Deco couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and looked over, the person in the middle hadn't changed yet, but the person holding the ball had changed from Belleron to Aimar. At this moment, the Argentine also looked cautious. The way he looked, he tapped the grass with his toes, and his eyes were full of seriousness when he looked over.

"You can call the stadium a reasonable fight. Generally speaking, any conflicts we have here are resolved on the court." When Juan said it was very open and aboveboard, it made Deke dumbfounded: "Contradictions?"

"Yes." Juan replied solemnly: "For example, at this moment, it should be a game of 'whoever loses will be the captain'."

"……what?"

"You don't need to worry about them, this reason has to be used every week, we are used to it," Juan ignored Deco's stunned, and also ignored the head of the Argentine boy who finally raised his head, "Anyway, Belle If he hasn't won, he is destined to be the captain, let them mess around."

Deco always felt a little strange, why did he feel that something was wrong...

"Look, I lost again." Juan clapped his hands with a smile, "Come here, clown!"

Aimar wiped his sweat and walked over. Although he lost in the competition just now, he still looked very cheerful, with an unprecedented smile on his face: "What's wrong?"

"Your little fan came to you." When Juan said this, he stepped aside halfway, so Aimar immediately saw the child who was half his head short.

At first glance, Aimar, who thought the other party was only twelve or thirteen years old, didn't think much, and stretched out his hand to the child: "Hello?"

"Hi Pablo... I, I am..." Seeing the child suddenly stutter, Juan knocked on Deco and asked in a low voice, "Is he like this in the club?" How could this child be so shy? , unscientific!

"Of course not." Deco was also very helpless, "Maybe he got nervous seeing his idol."

"I see." Juan smiled and looked behind Aimar. Riquelme and Juan Sorin were looking at him with their shoulders crossed. Not far away, Gago seemed to have heard something. Ready to come over, seeing the short-haired man who was besieged just now also turned his head here, this battle, not to mention Messi, Deco was a little terrified.

But Juan didn't say anything, he just patted Aimar on the shoulder: "Stay with him for a while, he is your diehard loyalist."

Aimar smiled: "Okay."

Seeing that Aimar took him away with kindness, Juan also smiled and raised his eyebrows at Deco: "Thank you."

Of course he knew that Deco was actually helping him, so he was naturally grateful, but Deco was silent for a while, and waved his hand: "Don't thank me first... I never heard that the captain was won by you in this way."

"Then have you ever heard of such a young head coach?" Juan asked back, he was almost helpless, and he could talk about his retirement.

"I haven't heard of it." Deco smiled, "I haven't heard of people like me before the season."

"It's all weird." Juan coughed lightly, adjusted his tie, and raised his eyebrows at his senior national team: "Believe it or not, I will spoil you in a few years?"

"Wait until you have the money." Deco waved his hand, not paying attention.

Of course, many years later, he also regretted that he didn't show his casualness at this time. Messi's long-cherished wish was fulfilled. When he was running, his whole face flushed, obviously excited.

If at first he thought this was fine, then the situation later made him feel like he was in a dream.

Riquelme is here!

I don’t know what Riquelme and Aimar said. After 2 minutes, Sorin also came over, laughing and draping Riquelme’s shoulders to watch the two of them play football, and then Fernando Gago also came over to watch Look, but he also belongs to the audience at the bottom of the food chain, so he was trained by Sorin every minute.

Then Redondo came.

Aimar stopped moving, wiped his sweat and looked at him helplessly: "Fernando?"

Redondo just waved his hands, looking at the little one opposite him in surprise, with some doubts: "Argentina?"

"Yes." Messi raised his head and answered after being silent for a while. The people standing in front of him were all loud, and he naturally knew it. Be like a primary school student.

"The ball feels good." Redondo made a brief comment, thought for a while and asked, "Which club?"

"Barcelona." As soon as the name was uttered, there was another commotion among several people. Riquelme thought for a while, and suddenly said, "I said this little guy looks familiar!"

Riquelme joined Barcelona in [-]. At that time, Messi was hovering between the first team and the reserve team. The job he often did on the court was to pick up the ball. When Messi first played for the first team of Barcelona, Riquelme has been sublet to Villarreal, so I don't know his specific situation.

Aimar was obviously stunned, and Riquelme could only sigh helplessly and waved his hands when he saw his appearance: "Well, don't look at him like this, he is almost [-] or [-] years old now, right?"

Messi nodded: "17 years old."

"Eh??"

Hearing the uproar in Argentina over there, Deco was also full of helplessness: "Jorge hasn't signed him yet, is it too early for me to bring him here?"

"Not early." Juan glanced at the situation in Argentina, seeing that Messi seemed to have gradually relaxed, so he stopped paying attention, but said softly: "Actually, I still hope that he can come."

"I hope too." Deco said something sincerely, which made Juan raise his eyebrows in surprise, and faced with Juan's doubts, Deco smiled wryly.

"Barcelona...is a bit chaotic now. He doesn't know how much he will suffer. Ronnie and I have thought about introducing him to a new club, although with his ability, he will get a chance to play no matter what. Yes, but no one knows how long that will be..."

Juan looked over with strange eyes.

It turns out that the rumor is true, Ronaldinho (Ronnie) is Messi's "father", and Deco is Messi's "mother"... These two people really love the teenager.

"It depends on the situation. I am also looking forward to his arrival." In the end, Juan just said this.

The two of them came in the afternoon and left in the evening, as if they really just brought Messi to meet his idol. When they left, Juan couldn't help joking that Deco loved Messi too much. He was blown away by Deco, and Juan said helplessly that he would forget him when he had a new son, life is too short...

To comfort himself, after sending these two away, Juan changed hands and directly boarded the plane to Manchester. The Premier League season starts earlier than all leagues, so when Juan arrived at Sir Alex Ferguson's house, only Aunt Casey Come out to greet him with a smile: "Here? He went to Carrington and may not come back in a while."

"After a while?" Juan was taken aback, and looked at his watch subconsciously. It was already almost eight o'clock, which was three hours late for the general British off-duty time. "He has been coming back so late now ?"

"Yeah, I'm going to Canada to play a friendly match the day after tomorrow, otherwise he can go straight to La Coruña." Aunt Casey laughed. She knew her husband very well, if it wasn't for the conditions If allowed, how could Juan stand here so safely?

"Uh." Juan touched his head, a little helpless. "Auntie, may I know what I did wrong to make the Sir so angry?"

Aunt Casey smiled and said nothing, but pointed to the Guardian newspaper on the table. Juan opened it and saw that it was today's newspaper, and it was talking about what happened at the press conference last night.

And when Juan looked down at the newspaper, Aunt Casey seemed to say unintentionally: "We both watched your press conference, which of the two girls is your girlfriend?"

Juan touched his nose, and after thinking about it, he still didn't tell the whole story about his boyfriend, but directly smiled wryly: "Neither of them."

"Neither?" Aunt Casey raised her voice, "Juan, I have told you many times before, don't be so gentlemanly to all girls, although a gentleman's demeanor is very charming, but you are also a gentleman To distinguish the occasion and time, the two of them have another identity before they are your suitors, that is, they are reporters, you'd better think about it clearly."

"Auntie, I really didn't..." Juan was about to continue explaining when he heard the door unlocked. Aunt Casey listened to the sound: "Alex is back, I'll prepare tea for you two."

"May I help you?" Juan was about to stand up, but was stopped by Casey: "You'd better sit on the sofa like a good student now, otherwise I can't guarantee what will happen to Alex."

Juan was at a loss, especially when facing the Lord Sir. The Lord was stunned for a moment when he saw him, and then his face quickly sank. Juan stood there very puzzled.

In the whole year since arriving at Manchester United, he has never seen Sir Alex Ferguson show such an expression to him. What happened this time?

Full of doubts, Juan followed the lord into his study room, but he hadn't sat still yet, the lord seemed to be showing off his hair dryer, and he hadn't experienced the blower of the hair dryer for two months. Ann was stunned on the spot.

Although he was puzzled, he immediately bowed his head and accepted the teaching humbly. Generally speaking, the words of the Sir at this time, except the dirty words, are sincere suggestions every word, so Juan listened very seriously.

However, listening to it, he felt that he seemed to have heard it wrong.

Finally, Sir, he said he was tired and stopped to drink water, Juan quickly took this opportunity to say: "But Sir, is it really okay to be too arrogant at the beginning?"

As soon as the lord heard his words, he was so angry that he slapped the table viciously and almost scolded his mother. He took a few deep breaths, glared at him, and then told him: "You don't have to give them good looks, they don't care about any news." You can run after your ass, your cooperative attitude will make those reporters think you are easy to bully, do you know what I mean?"

Juan nodded subconsciously: "Don't be cowardly, just do it?"

"Yes!" Ferguson nodded, "As the coach of a club, can't you know your temper well? Especially those two women, obviously want to use you to hype the topic, and you still cooperate with them so much, Hurry up and end it now before it's deep, or you will have troubles in the future!"

"The two of them aren't trying to hype the heat, are they?" Juan was a little helpless. He didn't know what happened to Sarah, but Jane definitely wasn't.

"How do you know?" Ferguson raised his eyebrows and asked, Juan smiled: "You should know Ms. Smith, she was Sky Sports' correspondent assigned to Manchester United before."

"I know this little girl." Ferguson was a little impressed. After all, this little girl was indomitable and dared to fight more than the average male reporter. What impressed Ferguson the most was that when Ferdinand was suspended for drugs and competitions, this The girl chose to support Manchester United amid overwhelming voices. Although this did not explain anything, it at least proved that she was on the side of Manchester United.

"She's not the kind of person who can hype herself, just another person..." When he said this, a cold light flashed subconsciously in Juan's eyes, but soon, he smiled: " I will keep your teachings in mind, anyway, I just want to fight hard with those media reporters, right?"

"Nonsense, Ferguson taught me that there are no softies." Sir Ferguson slapped the table angrily again, "Next, show me well!"

"it is good!"

When Casey came in, the two were waving their fists and shouting slogans with high spirits. Even if Sir Alex had always been an old urchin, Juan was rarely excited. I couldn't help blinking when I was there: "Aunt Casey?"

"I'll bring you tea." Casey calmly decided to just pretend that he didn't see the stupidity of these two people, "You guys continue talking."

When Aunt Kathy put down the tea, the two of them calmed down and sat there looking at each other.

Ferguson coughed lightly: "When you go back, remember to read more newspapers, you can get a lot of things from newspapers, but don't trust newspapers, don't be influenced by newspapers, you know?"

Juan nodded obediently. He is usually a good boy in front of his elders. Even if he had heard the instructions many times, he would not say a word: "Got it."

"Okay." Sir Alex relaxed his expression at this moment, "How are you doing in Lacco?"

As soon as Juan was about to answer, the old man waved his hand: "Forget it, don't say anything, it's already very bad for me to call you over suddenly."

Indeed, the major leagues are now at the beginning of the season, and the head coaches of all clubs are in a very busy time. They not only have to formulate the team's plan for the whole year, but also make adjustments to tactics And drills, especially for a rookie coach like Juan who has just taken over a brand new club and all the members have never experienced running-in before.

But he couldn't bear it anymore. He really didn't want his disciples to take detours. Although there were many people who followed him, Juan was the youngest—who were the other people who followed him?

McLaren, who previously managed Middlesbrough, nearly sent last year's Carling Cup winners into the relegation zone.

Queiroz, who coached Real Madrid last season, had a chaotic and unmanageable locker room. He even watched Makelele being sold, and saw that he would come back in despair this season and continue to be his assistant coach.

Walter Smith, who partnered with Juan last season to survive Manchester United without him for a period of time, except for the red card, there is no major problem. He is also planning to leave him at the end of the season to coach the Scottish national team.

Of course there are a few other people, but Juan's age is only one-third of these people, he is still very young, he is so young and full of vitality, he is even younger than his own players, how does this make him Don't worry, this kid will coach a La Liga club by himself?

Looking at the current five major leagues, the prosperity of Serie A ranks first, followed by La Liga. The competitiveness of the Premier League has also become stronger in recent years, but it has not reached the level of La Liga. What Juan is now challenging is the difficult level. hell mode.

How does this make him feel at ease with this kid?

Naturally, Juan also knew how much painstaking care Grandpa had for him, so he smiled slightly: "My lord, let me tell you what I have experienced in the past two months?"

"It has nothing to do with the club?" Ferguson raised his eyebrows. Now Juan's status is already very special. The coaches of two top league clubs can say some things and some things they can't say when they sit together. Juan should know all of them.

"Maybe a little, but not much." Juan replied with a smile, "After all, that's my job."

The lights in Ferguson's study room were left off all night, and Juan and Sir had a long talk. This was a rare time for Juan to say so many words, and he still made a summary of his madness in the past two months in such a meticulous and earnest manner. Grandpa just listened quietly.

The person in front of him was obviously still a young man in his early twenties, but the burden on his body was so heavy that an ordinary 22-year-old youth should not have.

But no matter what it is, now he is still sitting here calmly, talking about his experience in a soft voice, and Ferguson can see that the young man in front of him is already preparing to spread his wings and fly high.

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【Today's Small Theater】

#老driver take me to meet my idol~#

Messi: Ah, I'm so excited to see my idol!

Hey, who are those?

Hey, Riquelme! ?

Lei, Lei Lei Lei... (rolls his eyes ×)

#老driver takes you to fly the Sir のmedia class#

Sir Alex Ferguson: Don't be too nice to the media!

Juan: ∑⊙▽⊙

Sir Alex: Show off your aloofness!

Juan: ╭(╯^╰)╮→Is this so?

The last class of the old driver, Sir Sir: You can deal with those two girls in a hurry!

Juan: How to deal with it? (listen to teachings)

Sir Alex: Either kick them all, or take them all away, what a big deal :)

Juan: Σ(°△°|||)︴