Chapter 199

Casillas likes to go to the beach on vacation, all kinds of seaside, but unlike Raul and Morientes, who are little princes on the beach, he prefers to go to some of the lesser-known but scenic beaches.

However, the sandy beaches of A Coruña are not in his reach.

And......

Casillas hesitated, after all, it was already a big night, and those who often went to the beach to play, or those who lived by the sea, knew that during the day the sea was very gentle and looked wonderful, but at night, the sea was full of waves, and the whole sea was black, cold and damp, with the monstrous power of the whole nature.

…… All in all, people who go to the beach at night are either brain-dead or crazy.

Casillas didn't think his sweetheart was brain-dead, so he looked at him with the eyes of a madman: "Why do you want to go to the beach at night?" ”

Juan sighed and waved his hand: "I just remembered it suddenly...... Do you remember the first time we went to the beach together? ”

Casillas was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Remember, why don't you remember?" At that time, we were riding jet skis together, with a trailer in the back, and either you dragged me, or I dragged you, and Raul and them...... As a result, Guti had to wear a pair of loose swim trunks while dragging in the water, and then we patronized to help him find the swim trunks to wash the waves! ”

The thought of the past made both of them chuckle, and Casillas' mood was very relaxed.

Juan narrowed his eyes at him, then sighed softly, "How can you still be so relaxed?" ”

"Huh?" Casillas was a little confused.

"This season, Real Madrid was beaten by Barcelona and Deportivo La Coruna, and they are firmly in third place in the league, and they are also known as sixteen in the Champions League...... Why are you still so relaxed? ”

Juan said this not only to ask Casillas, but also to Raul and Guti.

Although they had only met briefly in front of the locker room before, the ease and relief in their expressions were not fake, and the congratulations to Deportivo La Coruna were also heartfelt.

Obviously they lost the game, obviously their results this season are so embarrassing, why can they still be so calm, and even their expressions and bones are full of lightness?

Casillas coughed lightly and glanced at him, "You really don't know? You've been like that before, even when you've been on the bench. ”

Juan was stunned, he really didn't know this, did he have such an expression when he used to be?

He didn't know it before, but now as an outsider, the expression on the faces of the Real Madrid players is too uncomfortable for the opponent, and he feels that as an opponent, even if they win Real Madrid, Real Madrid still looks like they are winning.

It's like feeling a little stuffy in my chest.

Juan didn't know what to say at this time, but he knew that he could ask Casillas in front of him, and the answer Casillas gave surprised him a little.

I used to have such a proud expression?

…… This expression of Terra hateful, no wonder he used to be scolded a lot, if he hadn't come back one by one, wouldn't it be shameful?

Seeing that Juan seemed a little sullen, Casillas sighed lightly and continued: "All of us have confidence...... We are Real Madrid, even if we lose one game, there is another game, even if it is not good for one round of the league, we have the next round, this season is not good, we have another season; This Champions League result is not good, we will come back to the next Champions League...... We don't lose all the time, and we're born to fight in the highest realms. ”

"This is the confidence of all of us, and this is also the thought that all of us have engraved in our bones, even if we have left Real Madrid, we can't erase it from our bones."

"......" Juan was silent for a moment and took a deep breath: "When did you realize this?" I don't know. ”

"It's not enlightened, it's Raul who said it." When he said this, Casillas's eyes flashed. 'That's what Raul told us at half-time, before Luxenburg went to the dressing room...... I think he has a point. ”

It is indeed very reasonable, Juan nodded vigorously when he heard it, and agreed with Raul's words: "This is the confidence of the giants, never afraid of this end, and don't worry about the future of the team and whether the benefits will not be able to continue......"

Casillas smiled, he noticed that Juan seemed to be a little distracted, so he immediately changed his subject: "Do you remember what I told you before, raising a few reporters?" ”

Juan is indeed distracted, but there may be a little difference from what Casillas thought, he is now thinking about how to build Deportivo La Coruna into a wealthy family, but after hearing the topic raised by Casillas, he quickly cheered up: "Remember, but I don't have any experience in this matter, and I can't say that a newspaper has a reporter, right?" That would Deportivo couldn't bear it. ”

Casillas smiled: "Of course not every newspaper has a reporter, in fact you only need to raise a few mouthpiece newspapers, such as your local newspaper in A Coruña, such as "Marca", "As" and other big newspapers, as well as "World Sports", ......"

When it came to the World Sports Newspaper, Casillas pouted, obviously still young and vigorous, and still had some opinions about the brainless mouthpiece newspaper next door, but he didn't say it.

"You can raise a few of these large local newspapers, as long as these newspapers have their own people, it will be easy to do, of course, you must also find the right person to build a good relationship, don't fight for a long time and only get an insignificant little errand, it will be embarrassing."

Juan understood what he meant, and immediately raised his eyebrows: "For example?" ”

"I'll tell you that." Casillas thought for a moment and said, "I guess it's okay for the editor-in-chief to have Sister Eugenia greet you, but usually, I guess you also need a few young reporters to help you, and this matter is not as serious as alarming the editor-in-chief, so we have to deal with a few reporters first." ”

Juan nodded, listening intently to Casillas' explanation.

"If you want to raise reporters, first of all, you have to know the types of reporters."

"The first category is professional journalists and mobile journalists. A professional journalist is a journalist who specializes in covering a certain field, such as football reporters, industrial reporters, agricultural reporters, etc...... Mobile reporters, the task is not fixed, where you need to go, flexible, ready to attack, usually you need to deal with a group of professional reporters, can be with a few of them more powerful to build a good relationship with you will be helpful, but also need a few mobile reporters, although not to say what to do for you, but at least in ordinary times there is still a good possibility of business needs. ”

"Then there are the special correspondents and special correspondents...... The special correspondent has nothing to do with us, and the special correspondent probably has nothing to do with us, but we will not be coaches in the future, and we can make a cameo appearance as a special correspondent in the future. ”

"There are also local reporters and foreign correspondents, local correspondents are your local reporters in A Coruña, foreign correspondents refer to reporters who report to foreign news units and live in Spain to cover reporters, if you Deportivo need them, in fact, you can also raise a few, for the sake of foreign markets."

Juan listened and nodded, he still knew that Tom of the Guardian was a foreign correspondent: "In this way, it is quite difficult to raise a few reporters." ”

"Look at the needs of your club, your Deportivo La Coruna is developing very well now, I think you can raise a few reporters for all, so as not to make mistakes somewhere." Casillas thought for a moment and said, "Monica told me that I should pay attention when raising people, so as not to raise white-eyed wolves without knowing ...... However, if it is raised correctly, it is also an invisible help for the team that cannot be underestimated. ”

Juan paused for a moment, first thinking about who Monica was, and then he relaxed the expression on his face: "Is Aunt Monica okay now?" ”

"It's in good spirits." Casillas smiled, "But when I went to ask her this, she was suspicious for a while." ”

Juan paused for a moment, and then laughed: "Are you all asking Aunt Monica?" ”

"That's right." Casillas nodded, the expression on his face was very light, "These things are easy to remember, so I'll write them down and tell you at random...... You've suffered enough from the media this season, and I don't want you to suffer the same for the rest of the season. ”

Juan nodded, a little moved.

He didn't believe the nonsense that this person said about "write it down at will", everyone knows that although Igor Casillas loves to read, he hates to endorse books, and he must have put a lot of effort into the case to write down these things, Juan didn't know what he should say at this time, so he could only secretly remember what he said in his heart, and don't let down his hard work.

After finishing the reporter's question, Casillas coughed lightly: "It's here." ”

Juan was stunned for a moment, and only then did he look up at the situation around him.

The sea is right in front of you.

The black wave roared and slammed into the sand, then roared back, but before it could retreat, another wave roared up and slammed down on the sand.

The entire beach was dark, and the only light came from the distant lighthouse and the shallow light of the city.

A Coruña is not a very developed city, or rather, the whole of Spain, with the exception of Barcelona, is not very developed.

It's a country of history and monuments, and it's a country where high-rise buildings are rare, and most of them are low-rise buildings that are just as interesting as they are colorful.

A Coruña is a fishing port city, which is famous for its fishing industry, and their captain Bellerón has a very pleasant time fishing by the sea.

Such a city also darkens so quickly that they can hardly see the city at night, because they are relatively normal compared to the strange routine of the whole of Spain.

However, the city of A Coruña is brightly lit tonight.

It's just because their club won the league title, the first time in history, the most unprecedented, and the most celebrated.

Juan and Casillas looked back at the glittering city, sighed at the same time, and then smiled at each other.

"How do you know here?" Juan was a little surprised, after all, this place didn't even know about the people he had been here for a season, how could Casillas know?

The location was good, on high ground with a view of the entire city, and Juan could even see the procession of Deportivo de la Coruña marching slowly - because it was the most lit and the people were loudest, and it was as if it were in another world.

"It's a shame you don't go." Casillas is really sorry for Juan, after all, this is his first league title and his first serious trophy as a manager, and if he is on that bus at this time, he will definitely be sought after by Deportivo La Coruna.

Although Deportivo La Coruna is a small club and Deportivo La Coruna is just a fishing port city, the fans here are loyal, and the team has won a league title that has never been won before, and the whole city is celebrating, almost empty.

Juan shook his head and smiled: "These honors and cheers should be for the players who have worked hard for a season...... I'm not going to get involved, and I don't really like a noisy environment, so it's nice to be with you. ”

"......" Casillas blushed, but he coughed lightly and quickly changed the subject - he finally found out that since he was with Juan, the fastest trick he learned was to change the subject: "I don't like to play football in a noisy environment, and I still coach after retiring, looking for abuse?" ”

Casillas nervously returned to the tone of the past when the two of them were incompatible, usually this tone can divert Juan's attention, but now Juan doesn't have to cooperate with his sweetheart to play love and kill, he just glanced at Casillas, and calm: "It's different." ”

"Those people gather together to celebrate the victory, to celebrate the trophy, they all shout differently, although there will be times in the middle when the team song is sung in unison, but once the group of people below shouts at me, I will have a headache."

When it came to the headache, Casillas's eyes changed, and just as he was about to say something, Juan stopped him and glanced at him: "I know what you want to say, don't say it, continue to listen to me." ”

Casillas' newly opened mouth closed again, just looking at Juan quietly.

Juan narrowed his eyes and continued, "But it's different when it's playing...... During the competition, everyone was united, tens of thousands of people shouted the same voice, everyone was the same wish, no matter how many voices there were, it was a sentence when gathered. But when you celebrate, you just want to say whatever you want. ”

Casillas understood it, and shook his head directly with a wry smile: "Come on, you just said that you don't like to listen to people shouting nonsense, right?" also said that it was so high-sounding. ”

Juan didn't refute either, just laughed.

At the same time, on the parade bus, many people stood on the roof of the bus and jumped, very happy, after all, it was the league champion they had defeated, and the celebration was not enough!

But jumping and jumping, Pompons found a problem: Messi is gone!

At first, he thought that he was being blocked by others and didn't see his little friend, but when he looked carefully, he was shocked: he was really gone!

He was so frightened that he shouted on the spot: "Leo is gone!" ”

At that time, the trophy was in Aimar's hand, and Aimar was beside him, he shouted, Aimar almost threw the trophy under the car with a shudder, but fortunately, Riquelme on the side quickly grabbed it, and only then did he keep the first league trophy and many years of reputation of Grand Laco.

The frightened Argentine duo looked back at the startled Pompons, and Belleron looked around and sighed, "Leo is not on the roof of the car...... Did he go down first? ”

"It's possible!" Pompons nodded, "I'll go down and see him!" ”

They all got on the roof of the car with a small window on the roof, and everyone including the big guy climbed the ladder from this window, which is a bit embarrassing to say, but this is also the best way now......

Pompons crouched down, fumbled to open the lid, and the man went down, only to his startle when he came - it was empty underneath, but all the curtains were drawn, and no one outside could see inside.

Puffy looked left and right, then cautiously walked to the back, whispering as he went, "Li...... Leo? ”

The car was still moving slowly, and it seemed that there was no one else in the entire carriage except the driver of the car.

David Luiz originally wanted to go to the front and ask the driver if Messi had come down, but when he thought of this kid disappearing from it quietly, he must have come down, maybe the driver didn't know yet, how could he be cowardly at this time?

So Puffy gritted his teeth directly, and then moved a little bit towards the back, and called out in a small voice: "Leo, are you there?" Signal me if you say so......"

However, I don't know if his voice was too low or the cheers outside were too loud, and there was no reaction in the carriage.

Pompons swallowed and walked back, then saw ...... in the last row A dumpling.

A Messi who wraps himself in a ball.

Pompons breathed a sigh of relief, sat down beside him, and grinned: "Brother, what are you doing here, don't you go up to celebrate?" ”

"There's nothing to celebrate, it's not something I did." Messi's voice was a little muffled, "Although I am very happy for my seniors, and I am proud that Deportivo La Coruna has won a championship, but ...... I only played a few games and even came off the bench and I didn't feel entitled to stand up and be cheered on with my seniors. ”

"What's so embarrassing?" Pompons rubbed his shaggy head, Juan had taken Messi to cut off his long hair since his first day in A Coruña, and although Messi struggled fiercely halfway through the game - the Argentine's long hair complex is not so easy to get rid of - Juan lifted Riquelme and Redondo.

Although Messi still felt awkward at first, after all, his idol Aimar still had long hair, but after Aimar also praised his short hair style, he has always maintained this half-length hair.

This kind of hair is not as smooth as long hair, nor is it as prickly as an inch head, and when you rub it, your hands are fluffy and very comfortable.

However, Pompons only thought that his big fluffy curls were the best, so he didn't have any extra thoughts, but looked at him with concern: "How come? We're part of A Coruña, and we're certainly entitled to celebrate, cheer and applaud with everyone. ”

When he said this, his eyes were secretly looking at Messi, and he found that this person still didn't look interested, and he pretended to sigh: "Leo, don't be like this, what do you want to say about you if the boss is here at this time?" ”

As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes, learning from Juan's usual appearance.

Juan's eyes are very slender, with an astonishing coldness when he squints slightly, and his eyes seem to be able to freeze even time, which makes people feel pressured, but Pompons desperately squinted his eyes and pretended to be pensive, no matter how he looked, he looked like his eyes were short-sighted and wanted to see things in the distance, and he couldn't see clearly, so he could only squint his eyes and stare hard......

Pompons coughed lightly and lowered his voice: "Leo, we are one, we have already come through together no matter the hardships and hardships, why can't we share the glory together now?" And the Copa del Rey depends on the hard work of you young people...... Hey, can you not be so faceless? ”

At the time of the last sentence, Pompons had already recovered his original timbre, and the whole person was very dissatisfied and aggrieved: he tried to comfort Comrade Messi here, but the little comrade didn't give him face at all, he said while laughing, and at the end his shoulders shook like cramps, is this really good?!!

Messi laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe, he could only wave his hand weakly, and said intermittently: "Dao...... I understand the truth, but can you ...... Don't be so funny? ”

"Am I funny? Juan usually talks like that, okay?! Pompons felt that he had been wronged to death, and he knew that it was better not to come down, so he let Messi make a ball here alone!

Messi laughed so much that he could only wave his hand as hard as he could, showing a helpless expression at him: "Okay, don't make me laugh, I still want to save some strength to celebrate later." ”

Pompon's eyes lit up: "You're so easy to get your hands dirty?" ”

"Of course, I'm not stupid." Messi glanced at him, paused and smiled: "It's a big deal that this time we rubbed their celebration bus, and next time let them rub back to ours." ”

"Huh?" Pompons' face was full of horror, "Where did we get the celebration bus??" ”

"......" Messi sighed a little weakly, he finally laughed enough, rubbed his belly and felt that he was really compassionate, "Of course it's the Copa del Rey, aren't you stupid?" ”

"Oooh! That's it!! Peng Peng laughed, "Okay, then next time, let the big guys rub our bus!" ”

Messi nodded vigorously and a big smile appeared on his face.

After Pompons found Messi, the only question came - they said they were going up to celebrate, but how was it going to go up now?

There must be people on it, and when he came down, Peng Peng asked the seniors around him not to jump on the lid so that he could open it, but at this time, no one was on it to meet them, and the seniors probably forgot about them when they celebrated......

The two of them looked at each other, and they were both a little crying and laughing.

"When you come down, you don't know how to tell someone how to go up?" Messi pointed to it, he had already heard a stampede, and it was estimated that they could not be opened directly.

"I'm ......" Puffy rubbed his puffy head, smiling embarrassedly. I forgot. ”

“……”

“……”

The two of them stared at each other and sighed at the same time.

"Come on, let's just stay down there, when we get to the square, it is estimated that the big guys will come down, let's take a look below?" Pong Pong was about to open the curtains to celebrate with the fans, but Messi quickly stopped him: "Don't! ”

"Why?" Peng Peng looked at him in surprise, his hand still stretched out to the curtain, but as soon as he opened it, he subconsciously glanced at it, and pulled it up again with a scream, his face turned white with fright: "What's the situation outside, zombies?" ”

Messi sighed, and he knew that this man couldn't say anything good: "No...... It's just ordinary fans, they are so excited, the ordinary police can't stop them, some of them are posted on the bus, our Deportivo police obviously have little experience in this area, so the barricades are a bit narrow, so that the fans can get close to the bus. ”

Of course, there is a contrast - the barricades in Barcelona are wide enough for two buses to run side by side, but they are a bus surrounded by patrolling motorcycles, which is why it is so clear.

Puffy nodded, convinced, and then the two of them fell into a sad face.

What should they do at this time?

Playing on your phone?

Reading?

Reading a magazine?

"Do you know how to play poker?" Pompong asked hopelessly, and Messi said sullenly: "I'm more into video games." ”

Both men were silent.

However, just when the two of them felt a little discouraged, the lid above made some sounds, and the two of them subconsciously looked up, only to see that the lid was opened, and their captain squatted on the edge of the lid and looked inside: "What are these two boys doing when they go down for so long...... Hey, you two can't come up yet? ”

Pompons and Messi looked at each other and laughed, and said loudly: "Yes!!" ”

Juan didn't know that his team was celebrating such an interesting incident, but he was actually thinking about something with his sweetheart at this time.

- Do they want to wait here to see the sunrise?

The Spanish people's routine is very strange, it is normal not to sleep at night, go back to sleep at dawn, get up at ten o'clock, and then eat lunch at one or two o'clock in the afternoon, the routine is so strange that it seems to be in the jet lag.

Casillas and Juan are both very good at staying up, and a night is certainly a piece of cake for them, just ......

The two men looked at the black wave below that seemed to be engulfing the beach, and rarely hesitated.

Most of the reason why the two of them are able to stay up late is because of the rich nightlife, clubbing, watching flamenco, and even singing are all fun lives, and if a large group of people go together, the time is easily consumed.

But now it was just the two of them, and in front of them there was only a sea of sea, a sandy beach that was about to be swallowed up, and nothing else.

In such a situation, do you want them to stay up until the sun rises?

That might be a bit boring......

'It doesn't look like what a new La Liga champion would do.' Casillas complained as he drank the beer he bought from the 24h convenience store and couldn't help but glance at the people around him again.

He had already re-cleaned himself, and thankfully, the water cannon was only squirting water, not any drink, otherwise, Juan would never have tolerated the clothes on him for so long, and would have gone home and changed them long ago.

But even so, he took off his coat and wore only the light blue shirt inside, and at the same time, in order to clean the debris from his head, he also untied his headband, and the whole person looked more soft and lazy.

Casillas looked at him and almost couldn't help swallowing his saliva, but in the end reason prevailed, he gritted his teeth and reminded himself that he couldn't Meng Lang, and reminded Juan: "Actually, this place is very close to your house, you can go home and change a set of clothes before coming out, or we can go home first and clean up ourselves, go to bed so early today, and come out again the next morning......"

As he spoke, Casillas laughed dumbly.

Say say come out early, now there are only three hours until sunrise.

"I guess you won't want to come out when you go back." Juan gave him an innocent look with a smile on his face: "Or you can sleep first, and I'll call you when it's dawn, after all, you're so tired." ”

Casillas shook his head: "I don't worry about you alone. ”

Juan smiled dumbly: "What do you mean by not worrying about me...... I'm not a kid anymore. ”

"But ......"

"That's it," Juan thought for a moment, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "How about we both sleep together and see who gets up first and then wakes each other?" ”

...... Casillas wanted to know why they didn't go home and sleep together, but he also knew that it was worth the wait for sunrise, so he nodded directly.

The two of them chatted over a beer, from tonight's ninety-minute game to the interesting stories between the two in the past.

As he spoke, Juan smiled.

"Speaking of which, there are some things I want to tell you to know."

"Fernando...... The first Fernando we knew, everyone thought he had self-harmed, but no one knew it, and I talked to him for a while, and then he started to self-harm like crazy......"

"You blamed me for not being defensive against Jane Smith, how do you know that she's actually just an innocent person, and those who are with her are my targets, those football hooligans...... I sent the last one to prison, but Jane Smith will come out soon, and as you said, A Coruña needs a couple of journalists to raise, and I think she's a good fit......"

"Also, it wasn't you who liked me first at first, I liked you, but much earlier than you liked me......," Juan sighed as he drank the beer in his hand, looked down at his sweetheart who was already asleep on top of him, and chuckled and sighed.

"This is my rare □□, after all, I usually don't say anything, I don't tell you anything, and I often pretend to be stupid, and the big guys are also aware of it, but they are all biased towards me, they don't say anything, I know that he is short-sighted, so he has been rampant within his favoritism."

"Hmm...... Maybe it's because I won a championship trophy that I got carried away, after all, I'm still a young man! Our captain of Laco was right, I'm a young man, I should do something that a young man would do, right? ”

"Alas, it's rare for me to say what is in my heart and pour out your heart and lungs with you, but you fall asleep...... I won't have that opportunity in the future......"

Casillas slept vaguely, he heard what Juan had been saying, but he just couldn't hear what it was, although he was in a hurry, but he was too tired physically, he couldn't wake up, which made him even more anxious.

In a hurry, he began to try his best to wake himself up from the darkness, and even began to struggle, but as soon as he began to struggle, a man gently stroked his arm.

He calmed down, and then heard the man's low, soft voice.

"Igor ......"

Casillas slowly opened his eyes. 166 Reading Network