football's most handsome

"Marca": "Juan Diaz: I'm just a rookie"

"Win all four games, this is the achievement of a rookie football coach! And now, the league has just started the second round, and the Copa del Rey is only in the second round. Of the 20 teams in the league, only six have completed four rounds. Winning streak, obviously some people feel that they are not enough, and his goal may be the stars, the sea... and the championship."

Redondo put down the newspaper in his hand, raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Do you have anything to say now?"

Juan reluctantly took down the newspaper in his hand, crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can: "Boss, don't read this stuff, it's simply confusing black and white."

He was being modest at first, but in the end he insisted on giving him a bundle of moths. Is this the rhythm of sending him to heaven?

"Okay, you asked me to talk alone during training, I'm afraid it's not just for me to read the newspaper?" Redondo raised his eyebrows very shyly, his sitting posture is not the standard player's sitting posture—— —David Luiz's sitting posture is the standard player-style uncle—and it is a bit biased towards veteran cadres. To be honest, this kind of sitting posture makes him feel a lot of pressure.

"I didn't come here to let you read the newspaper." Juan rubbed his head with a headache. When he called Redondo to come, the newspaper was just on the table, so the Argentine picked it up and took a look. Can this be his fault? "Don't you want to explain?"

The Argentine nodded: "Speak, I'll listen."

"Wait a minute, another one should be coming soon." Juan smiled, and the door of his office was knocked before he finished speaking: "Please come in."

The Argentine turned his head and saw that the captain of Deportivo was also standing quietly outside the door, his expression as calm as before.

There are two cores in Juan's tactics, one is Juan Belleron and the other is Fernando Redondo. The two of them can basically be said to have connected all the game tactics in series, especially in these few games. In the competition, the partnership of these two people had extraordinary effects, which surprised Juan very much.

But now, his two major tactical cores seem to have some doubts about him. This is a very dangerous thing. Everyone in a team needs to play the game without any doubts and move without hesitation. Get Deportivo up and running quickly.

While Juan was having a long talk with the two big men in the office, David Luiz, who finally scored a goal, was very excited now, bouncing around the field, and no matter who Wanting to hug him, everyone saw that he could bear it because of his young age, but David Silva couldn't bear it.

The little brat picked him up again!And it's like holding a baby!

Veins popped out of the Spanish teenager's head, he couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and began to struggle: "David Luiz, let me go!! Let go!!"

"No!" Pengpeng hugged him in circles with a bright face, "I can score goals in the game, Juan even praised me, he praised me! Hahahaha I knew I must He's a striker!"

Romario really couldn't stand it anymore, didn't his younger generation realize that the person in his arms had lost his voice? "Puff, Puff!"

"Yes!" Pengpeng stopped and turned to look over, with all kinds of happy and pleasant smiles on his face: "What's wrong, senior?"

"...Don't turn around." Romario kindly pointed to his arms. "That kid's face is the color of a pig's liver."

"Eh???"

Messi still kept silent, but today he can be regarded as watching the inhuman behavior of Pampons. When he thinks that he might be treated like this, he subconsciously avoids it, especially loves the Argentine Behind the seniors, Aimar and Riquelme were having a good chat, when they saw their little junior jumping up behind them, only showing a small head quietly watching the situation on the other side of Pengpeng.

Since Juan gave him his hair tie, he has been wearing it on his arm. Whenever there is a game or a simulated confrontation in the team, he will take it out and tie his hair. Aimar looked at his long hair. Hair, looked at Riquelme's again, and couldn't help sighing: "You still look better without long hair."

"Huh?" Both Riquelme and Messi looked at him, but at this time Aimar's attention had been shifted to the front. With the help of David Luiz, the poor Spanish teenager's picture His face finally regained its color, and when he regained his composure, the first thing he did was throw Pompons to the ground, and the two of them rolled together on the field in an instant, gurgling towards them up.

"Hey, be careful." Aimar resolutely avoided these two people, laughed and watched them roll around, "It's nice to be young, and still have the energy to play around here."

The teaching assistants and fitness coaches looked on cheerfully. Today is the post-match physical recovery class, so it's quite relaxed. They are not here for the time being, and the captain is not here. They are happy for a while, what happened?

So when Juan, Redondo, and Belleron came out of the office, they heard laughter and joy on the court-of course, this does not mean that the team training is not happy in normal times. The atmosphere is really too warm, are they having a party on the court?

The two Davids were rolling on the grass, and Silva was in the state of wanting to kill the big stupid guy in front of him, he was almost fainted to death! !And made fun of his height again, he must kill him this time! ! !

Relying on his long hands and feet and his strength, Louis avoided danger time and time again, but before he had time to laugh, he felt that his back was being stepped on by a foot.

The two people's tumbling and playing stopped, and the laughter on the field also stopped for a moment, and Pengpeng turned his head to look up, but under the backlight, he could only see the edge of the silhouette of the person's blond hair.

——However, this is enough, and there is only such a blonde in the whole team.

"Teacher, coach..." Pengpeng couldn't help swallowing, and looked at him eagerly. What's more terrible, he found that there were two mountain-like figures standing behind his little coach, Redondo and Beleron always looked at him condescendingly, squinting his eyes, no matter how dangerous he looked.

It's over... QAQ, will he be suspended, he doesn't want to take a rest!Obviously, David Silva under him thought the same way, and the eyes of both of them were very pitiful for a while.

"I didn't expect..." Juan said slowly, and they immediately held their breath to hear what their head coach had to say.

But it doesn't sound like he's angry, huh?

"I really didn't expect that the two of you have such a relationship." Juan sighed and shook his head, no matter how you look at his expression, it looks like "It's too big to stay" "Our cabbage was actually pushed by our pig ". "Tell me, when did it start?"

"Karma?" The two Davids were dumbfounded.

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【Today's Small Theater】

#My own pig arched my own cabbage how to break#

Juan sighed: Hey, when did you two start?

Two Davids: ? ? ? ? ?

Juan: I know it's not easy for you, you have been hiding it from us, and today you finally released your nature on the court, I don't blame you...

Two Davids: excuseme? ? ?