[Football] In the name of the team doctor

Lin Wei did not expect that he was not the only person who came to Baldebebas to work overtime during the holiday, and the entire coaching staff was also there.He pointed to himself and asked Bertoni, "Me?"

"Yes, he has business with you," Betoni winked at him, "good thing."

A thought popped into Lin Wei's mind—promotion or salary increase. After thinking about it carefully, it seems that neither is possible. He has only been in the job for half a year, and Olmer's supervisor position is as stable as Mount Tai.

Vazquez pushed him, and urged: "Hurry up, don't forget brother if you have something good to do."

Lin Wei raised his right hand, clenched his fist into a fist and beat his left chest: "I can't forget it."

He came to the door of Zidane's office, and when he knocked on the door, he was still a little apprehensive, but he didn't know that just after knocking, the people inside responded quickly: "Please come in."

Lin Wei opened the door and entered, his idol looked up from behind the desk to look at him, smiled and pointed to the seat opposite him: "Sit down."

Lin Wei sits down like a gentleman, and every time he faces his idol, his admiration is clearly written on his face, no different from those fans who waited hard outside the stadium and shouted "zizou" one after another.

"The season is over and I am very happy with your work."

Zidane's opening remarks made Lin Wei's heart suddenly full of small bubbles of satisfaction. The idol praised his work ability, which made him happier than a promotion and salary increase.

"When will you go to Clairefontaine with Rahael."

"We discussed it. The work of the club is over today. Tomorrow we all need to deal with some personal matters. We will fly to Paris early the morning of the day after tomorrow." More inclined to choose frame glasses.

Zidane nodded: "That is the old place where I fought, the people there are very friendly, Deschamps is also my old captain, I also communicated with him about the fact that you went to Clairefontaine with Rahael , you can rest assured to treat Rahael's injury well there."

Lin Wei's words sounded like "I've taken care of everything for you, just go and report my name if you have any questions, it's easy to use."Then his reverence for idols rose to a whole new level.

"Thank you."

Zidane suddenly took out two boxes: "This is the main reason why I called you here today." He pushed the boxes to Lin Wei, "Here are you."

Lin Wei stared at the two boxes, a little puzzled, did not dare to take them, and then looked up at Zidane.He had already guessed what was inside, but it was too expensive, and he was a little panicked.

Qi Zu was amused by his reserved expression, which was obviously looking forward to it: "Hurry up and open it."

Lin Wei opened the first box, and inside was a gold medal engraved with the words "2015-2016 La Liga Champion". The other box must have been engraved with the words "2015-2016 UEFA Champions League Champion". Gold Medal【1】

"This..." Lin Wei wanted to say that this is too precious, and there is not much in total, so it is not good for him to just take two yuan.

Generally speaking, the organizers of various competitions will prepare 40 gold medals for the champion, of which the head coach and players who have played 5 games this season will definitely have it, and the club will divide the rest.

It's not that there are no examples for team doctors or rehabilitators, but it must have made great contributions to the team to get a medal as encouragement.Lin Wei was quite curious, did Olmer have it, did the rest of the medical team have it, or...

Zidane saw what he was thinking at a glance, so he explained his doubts bluntly: "I only gave you the entire medical team, not even Olmer."

"..." This was the biggest compliment from the team, the head coach and his idol for his hard work in the past few months. He couldn't refuse any more, closed the lid, and accepted it openly.

Zidane stood up, took his coat and car keys: "This season has ended successfully, do you need me to take you home?"

"No," Lin Wei shook his head, "Don't bother, it's actually not on the way."

After bidding farewell to his idol, he returned to the medical room. Vazquez and Varane had already left, and he tidied up the room again. The tables, chairs, benches, physiotherapy beds and instruments were all put back before he left.

Before walking out of the gate of the base, I met an acquaintance at a three-way intersection.It was the young player named Lula who had been brought by Guti for his consultation.

Lula saw her from a long distance, raised her hands and waved desperately to get his attention, and then all the runners came to him.

Lin Wei rushed forward and shouted at him: "Slow down, slow down, pay attention to your knees."

The two stood facing each other, and Lin Wei looked at him from top to bottom. When standing still, the realistic legs were able to close together regardless of the knee joints or ankle joints.

"It seems to be recovering well." Lin Wei patted the young man on the shoulder, sincerely happy for him.

"Yes," the young man showed his joy heartily, "Garcia said that my recovery speed is amazing, I want to get better sooner, and I can return to the court sooner."

"Good boy, don't be too eager for success. It takes time to recover from trauma after surgery. There is an old saying in our country, 'haste makes waste'. I hope you can understand." Loving, gentle and peaceful.

"Yeah." Lula looked at Lin Wei, his eyes sparkled, "Thank you, if it wasn't for drl, I might have returned to Brazil."

Lin Wei shook his head: "The person you should thank is Coach Guti, because of him, you can continue to stay in Valdebebas and have the opportunity to realize your dream."

While the two of them were chatting, the sound of a car horn sounded from another road next to it. Lin Wei thought he was blocking the road, so he pulled Lula back to the side again, but the horn sounded twice again, Lin Wei Then he frowned and looked over.

This car looks familiar, and it seems that only one person in the team chose the Audi rs6.

Just when he was wondering if he was dazzled, the president had already parked the car on the side of the road and walked towards them.

Lula didn't expect that he would meet not only his benefactor but also his idol on the road, what day is it today, he would be so lucky.

The CEO stood in front of Lin Wei. He didn't know when he developed the habit of always sticking to others before he could speak: "I knew you hadn't left yet."

"..." Lin Wei looked at him questioningly, it sounded like the purpose of the boss's trip was to find himself.

The corner of the president's mouth raised a standard smile of a heartthrob: "I'll pick you up."

"..."

This time not only Lin Wei, but even Lu La who was on the side looked in surprise at the big man who spoke surprisingly but didn't know it.

But the president turned his head to look at the boy opposite, and asked in a cheerful tone of teasing a child: "Little guy, do you remember me?"

What a joke, the entire Baldbebas base, no one can remember him.

The young man lowered his head shyly, and answered his question solemnly: "Remember, you are my idol Cristiano."

The president was amused by the kid's simple and honest appearance, and was a little overjoyed.Lin Wei lightly touched him with his arm, telling him to pay attention to his image in front of fans, the boss immediately put on a serious face, and said to his little fans: "Okay, let's go to dinner, I wish you a happy life Have a nice holiday."

Lula nodded: "I hope you can continue to win the next European Cup."

The president liked to hear these words very much, he smiled and waved at the child.Lula took two steps, and suddenly looked back at Lin Wei: "van... sorry, can I call you that?"

Lin Wei nodded: "Of course."

"I hope you have a nice holiday too."

After seeing off the little fanboy, Lin Wei turned his head to look at the big brother: "Is there anything you can do for me?"

"One thing," the president pushed him into his car, "let's have lunch as a favor."

"I have to go home and clean up, the day after tomorrow..."

"I'm going to Paris the day after tomorrow, right? I know, it won't take up much of your time." When Audi opened the gate of the base, the president waved to the old man at the gate, "No, drl, why is your time more precious than mine?"

Lin Wei wants to say that no one is a second less than anyone else, and everyone's time is equally precious.After thinking about it, it was meaningless to raise the bar, so he shut his mouth and didn't answer his words.

"Don't forget what you promised me."

Lin Wei muttered softly, "I didn't agree."

The president turned his head and gave him a sideways glance, opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, so he just concentrated on driving and stopped talking.

It was the same restaurant as last time, and the dishes were similar to last time.The waiter put several dishes directly in front of Lin Wei, and the person opposite still had the same dishes on his plate, so he would not change them.

After a meal, the two chatted for a long time, but they couldn't get to the point.The president couldn't ask the question all the time, and it seemed that the atmosphere at the dinner table was always a little bit off.

In fact, he himself was quite annoyed. Logically speaking, he had already maxed out his flirting skills when he was still a handsome young man, and he never missed it all these years.Why can't he use all his martial arts just because the target's gender has been changed this time?

After lunch, the two of them came to the Chili Park in the city center. It used to be the palace where the Spanish kings lived in seclusion and recuperation. Exquisite sculptures, peaceful amber, shady woods and exquisite trails [2] are a talk. A good place to talk about love and quiet and secret.

When he came to the lake, the president suddenly took Lin Wei's hand and made him stand face to face with him, his eyes reflected the blue sky and lake: "Want to experience the joy of falling in love with cr7?"

Lin Wei was shocked, what he said didn't sound like a confession, but rather...a charity.So he categorically refused: "It's not very similar."

"..."

The president couldn't believe his ears. Apart from the news fabricated by those models and Internet celebrities, is there really anyone in this world who can ruthlessly reject cr7's confession?

The president took his hand without looking and let go: "Give me a reason."

"Not suitable."

The brain circuit of the Chinese is once again difficult for the Portuguese to understand. Whether or not to fall in love is not about whether each other likes each other. How can there be a question of whether it is suitable or not?

Lin Wei withdrew his hand firmly, with a smile on his face as always, calm and gentle: "You are just a whim, but I will take it seriously."