"Hooray!"

"Hooray!"

When Leon told his players that the match against Rayo Vallecano was going to be played at the Estadio El Molinen, the dressing room was quiet before bursting into loud cheers.

All the players were crazy, and the news was too sudden for them and too exciting for them.

Goalkeeper Manuel Pastel suddenly covered his face and he forced himself to calm down, not to cry, not to be ashamed.

However, this crying big man still managed to attract everyone's attention.

"I'm sorry—I!" Pastel was about to say.

Javier Blanco came over and hugged his teammate.

Everyone now knows the story of this goalkeeper teammate, this grandfather is a carpenter, his father is a carpenter, this child from a small carpenter family, his dream is to play for Sporting Gijón, and his dream is to play at the Estadio Elmolinon one day, in order to comfort his grandfather, a long-standing Sporting Gijón fan......

Blanco came over and hugged Pastelle, "Manuel, today, our goal is handed over to you." ”

The big goalkeeper nodded vigorously.

Then, striker Abares came over and hugged the goalkeeper as well, "Manuel, the goal is handed over to you!"

After Abarez, all the players came over and hugged the big man.

Leon stood aside, quietly watching all this.

He was pleased.

Fernandez wiped the corners of his eyes, "It's so touching." ”

Palle was a little emotional, the atmosphere in the team's locker room is simply too good, which was unimaginable in the Osvaldo era, and he glanced at Li Ang, all of which happened after this Chinese colleague came.

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When all his teammates hugged goalkeeper Pastelle, Leon clapped his hands and signaled everyone to be quiet.

The dressing room fell silent and everyone looked at their manager.

"Manuel!" Leon said with a smile as he looked at the young goalkeeper, "Our goal will be handed over to you!"

Wow!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The players were stunned for a moment, then erupted into loud cheers, waving their towels and whistling!

Fernandez and Parler looked at each other, just one sentence, a simple sentence, can make everyone explode, this ability, they are really beyond their reach.

Leon smiled and watched everyone cheer.

When the cheers subsided, he clapped his hands again and signaled for everyone to be quiet.

The players are looking at their manager.

"Did you all bring your phones?" asked Leon.

Everyone was a little surprised, and they didn't know why the coach asked this, but they still answered the coach's question, some nodded, some shook their heads.

The mobile phone that nodded was brought, and the one who shook his head either didn't have the phone, and there was another situation, that is, there was no mobile phone.

In 2004, mobile phones were not a necessity of life, and some children from modest families did not have mobile phones, such as Juan Carlos.

"People who have mobile phones will lend them to people who don't have them. "Because, in a moment, you may have to use your phone." ”

The players all looked at Leon in surprise, not understanding what the manager was going to say.

"Today's game against Rayo Vallecano. Li Ang paused, a smile appeared on his face, and his voice suddenly raised, "This game, Spanish National Channel 5 will broadcast it live!"

The players were completely stunned.

"It's a national live broadcast!" added Leon.

Thundered!

Whoa, whoa!

The whole locker room exploded.

"Live?!"

"Oh my God!

"Did I hear me right?"

"I'm calling, I'm calling home!"

"I'm going to call Lucy, she's in Valencia, she'll be able to see me playing!"

The players were very excited.

With a wave of Leon's hand, it means that you should call.

There was another cheer, and all the phones were taken out and dialed excitedly.

Juan Carlos is a bit at a loss, he can communicate happily with his teammates and integrate into the team very quickly, but after all, this is a child from the slums, and when this material difference occurs, this child will feel worse, which is a normal psychology. He doesn't have a mobile phone, the mobile phone is with his sister, and he has been talking to his sister through the public phone in the dormitory for the past few days.

"Take my phone and call your sister. Leon handed his phone to Carlos.

Carlos took the phone and entered his sister's number, only to see that the name 'Alice' was displayed on the phone.

He glanced at Leon.

Leon shrugged, meaning I have your sister's cell phone number, what's so strange about that, don't be so sensitive, kid.

Carlos glared at Leon and dialed his sister's mobile phone.

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Alice was at home, or Leon's to be exact, entertaining two guests who had come from afar.

Shakira and her agent, Miss Betty, both looked at Alice in surprise, they didn't expect that Miss Copywriter was such a beautiful girl.

Even Shakira, who has always been very confident in her appearance, has to admit that she is a little jealous: Alice is younger than her, younger than her, and age is the last thing a woman wants to face.

Alice was also surprised, she was not a music enthusiast, but she was by no means alone, she had heard Shakira's name and heard the Colombian female singer's songs, and it felt good.

She also didn't expect that the contractor would be Shakira, and she was also surprised by Shakira's beauty, and the real person looked even sexier than on TV.

She didn't expect that she would take the liberty of saying that she couldn't go to Madrid, and if possible, she could only meet in Gijón, and Shakira on the other end of the phone actually agreed.

Miss Betty glanced at Alice, a beautiful girl like an elf, and then at Shakira, who was full of charm, these two women had their own beautiful style.

Miss Betty knew why Shakira had so readily agreed to come to Gijón and was bored!

Anyway, I'm giving myself a vacation now, so I can go anywhere.

Moreover, Shakira only asked why she could not come to Madrid, and the answer of this Miss Alice was that there was no money and no travel expenses.

Shakira and Betty were surprised, and Shakira, who was extremely bored, rushed from Madrid to Gijón for this curious reason.

The attentive Miss Betty noticed that Alice did not live alone in the house, and that there was a pair of oversized slippers at the door, and there was an ashtray on the coffee table in the living room.

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Serve coffee to two guests.

Alice didn't hesitate at all, and the girl said straight to the point, "I'm sorry, but I still have to explain it beforehand." ”

The agent, Miss Betty, smiled and nodded, motioning for her to continue.

Shakira watched with interest.

"I didn't actually write the lyrics. "But the lyrics do belong to me, and a friend of mine gave them to me." ”

Miss Betty glanced at Shakira before turning back and saying, "Well, this song is a song......

"It's a song indeed. Alice said, "My friend wanted to give me the score, but I didn't." ”

Miss Betty was in a hurry and was about to speak, but Shakira coughed and signaled her agent to be calm.

"There is no sheet music. "However, my friend sang this song for me, and I recorded it." ”

Betty breathed a sigh of relief, there was a video of the singing, and that was good.

Shakira suddenly said, "Your friend must be a man." ”

"How do you know?" asked Alice.

Miss Betty laughed, and she pointed to the ashtray on the coffee table.

Alice's little face immediately flushed.

However, Shakira shook her head, "I didn't pay attention to these, and the reason why I came to this conclusion is because this song should have been written by a man, which is my intuition." This song has his story in it. ”

PS: The second change, the second change of the guarantee. This chapter is updated regularly.