It was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

Li Ang frowned, picked up the phone, checked the phone number, and called.

"Mr. Torres, are there any players left in the B team dressing room?"

"Nope. Torres, who is in charge of the security of the Maleo youth base, was a little surprised that the B coach would ask this question, "I checked an hour ago and no one was there. ”

"That's fine. Thank you. Leon hung up the phone.

His fists clenched, loosened, clenched, loosened, and grinned, there was no one an hour ago? Leon was now sure that it wasn't just an hour, to be exact, the biggest possibility was that after training, the kid went back to the locker room to change his clothes and walked straight away!

How dare he leave like this?!

Leon gritted his teeth, thinking that he was stupid and waiting for that kid in the office for nearly three hours, and a fire came out of his heart.

Francisco José Parada!

The head coach asked him to stay and talk, but he didn't say a word, and left directly.

He is worthy of being spoiled by the genius of Sporting Gijón.

Obviously, in the eyes of this talented player, the manager is a fart.

Leon is furious, and this serious provocation to the manager's authority must be dealt with harshly.

Talented?

Have you ever seen fewer geniuses?

When I was in Real Madrid's under-seventeen junior A team, there were many geniuses, Callejon, Mata, Negredo, Garcia, De La Red, these are all geniuses, but the discipline is not bad, it is the most unruly Mata, isn't it still obedient to be cleaned up by Leon? !

Real Madrid has so many geniuses who can be honest. How did you get to Gijón, what is this Francisco José Parlada jumping like this?!

Leon thought about it in his mind, he didn't see this name of Francisco José Parada among the names of those stars who would become famous in the future, take a step back, even if it wasn't those stars who became famous, even among the average players in La Liga, there was no such person!

Then, the reason is very simple, this genius who is now favored by Athletic Gijón and has high hopes will not be able to develop in the future.

Parada's talent is indeed good, Leon admits.

There may be various reasons why such a young player has not played famous in the future, but this child is spoiled, his emotional intelligence is too low, and he is very proud, which must be a reason.

Blatantly provoking the head coach, isn't this low emotional intelligence?

Leon would not have used his own memories as a basis for measuring and judging a player's future, because it would be unfair to the players who are working hard right now.

He had planned to treat Parada Enwei before, subduing this child and focusing on training, which shows that he did not have any prejudices.

When he judges by memory in this way, he can only explain one problem: in his heart, this player has already been sentenced to death! At least under his command of Li Ang, this person has no future.

I didn't plan to kill chickens and monkeys, but I didn't expect the biggest monkey to jump out.

The next day, Team B's office, before training began.

Leon is talking to his two assistants about today's training, and the next round of the league is coming up in two days, so it's time to train in a targeted manner.

At this time, the office door was pushed open. Kicked open, to be exact.

A man rushed in, glanced at the three people in the office, and then directly ignored the two assistant coaches, Fernandez and Parler, and went directly at Leon.

"You're the new coach?"

"Chinese?"

"Do Chinese understand football? What is the club doing?"

"Who are you?" asked Leon coldly, this person broke into his office directly, and it was inexplicable that he still questioned himself like this.

"Quiareget—" Fernandez began.

"It's none of your business. The man waved his hand.

Fernandez and Paller shut their mouths in disbelief.

Leon was surprised, he heard that this person was the Quia Reggott that Fernandez mentioned yesterday, and he was still wondering where this person was sacred, and when he saw this person so strong, with a direct word and a gesture, his assistant coach actually didn't dare to speak. It's very a**!

Leon was still thinking about it, so he didn't speak.

This is in the eyes of Mr. Quia Reget, naturally this rookie coach was frightened by his momentum, and he couldn't help but be proud in his heart, the small ball will have the benefits of a small ball club, there is a genius son, and he is like this!

That's right, this Quiyaregett is the father of the genius boy Parada, whose full name is Ter Stegen Quiaregot Jose Parada.

At this time, assistant coach Fernandez secretly wrote a sentence on the tactical board.

Leon glanced at it, and it read: Parada's father.

It turned out to be this one.

Leon sat in his seat, smiling, picking up the spoon and stirring the coffee gently.

Fernandez was dumbfounded, he secretly reminded Leon, just to signal that this person is 'big', which means to let Leon be polite to this person, but he didn't expect Leon to seem to have not seen his prompt at all, but put up a score.

Didn't he see his own hint? The honest Mr. Fernández was confused.

"Bastard, you dared to shovel my son yesterday, do you know how much his leg is worth?"

"That's the golden right leg!"

"You bastard! I want you to apologize to my son!"

"You should be glad that I'm good-tempered today, otherwise I wouldn't mind letting you taste my fists. ”

"I'm telling you, rookie. It's not right for you to do that, genius should be treated as a genius. ”

"Ha, of course, you can't see such a genius in China. ”

"You should cherish genius! How can pearls be treated the same as glass?"

"You have to apologize to my son, or you're going to wait to get fired!"

Mr. Terstegen Quiaregett José Parlada snarled on his toes.

Then, this gentleman found out that something was wrong, and he cursed here non-stop, this bastard, this rookie coach, this Chinese, actually sat there with Shi Shiran, and was actually still drinking coffee!

Ter Stegen Quiaregete José Parada, who had never been treated with such contempt, had a green face.

He was about to open his mouth and continue to curse.

Li Ang spoke, he took a sip of coffee, and looked at his two assistants, "Who is this guy? ”

One of his fingers, pointing at Terstegen Quiaregett José Parada, asked.

PS: Make up the fourth update.