Chapter 95 Cinnabar Mole in the Heart Camp Nou, How Many Players Have Cinnabar Moles in Their Hearts?

Juan said that he didn't bring anyone, he really went alone, with a dashing attitude, especially when he saw Rijkaard on the spot, Juan didn't even put a cold face on the Dutch coach, but sat down in his place very calmly, and bowed lightly at the media in front of him who were watching them.

"Good evening."

Faced with Juan Dias's sudden, never-before-seen active greeting, the media reporters were all stunned, and then subconsciously looked at Rijkaard on the side, the Dutch was already in a very bad mood before, and now the expression is even more unkind, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a big battle.

After sitting down and greeting the media, and calmly letting them take a round of photos, Juan turned his head to look at Rijkaard, the Dutch coach also came alone today, but if he was alone, Juan was still more relaxed.

- Thanks to the fact that the Dutch coach has no heart, if he brings a friend that Juan used to know more well in Barcelona, such as Xavi and Iniesta, or even if he only brings one Puyol, Coach Laco will get in the way of the player's face and will not say anything serious.

But this person actually chose to go to the meeting alone like him, then he has nothing to scruple about.

"Good evening, Coach Rijkaard." Juan greeted him very seriously, "I heard that you said at halftime that Deportivo can only win against some low-level teams?" ”

- What do you mean by hearing about it, this person clearly heard it on the spot!

For Juan to ask such an exciting question as soon as he came up, the media reporters in the audience had red eyes, holding their breath and waiting for Rijkaard's answer, while the Dutch coach chuckled, still looking very calm and calm on his face.

"How is that possible? You heard it wrong, Deportivo La Coruna is a great opponent and we at Barcelona gave it their all for this game, but obviously our side lacked a bit of luck. ”

When Rijkaard was talking here, he heard Juan's chuckle very clearly, but when he subconsciously turned his head to look at the other party, he found that Juan was just looking at him with a smile, his eyes were very focused and serious, and he seemed to really maintain absolute respect for him.

Now the little youth, one is more cunning than the other! This person is definitely not like this, he must be laughing at Barcelona in his heart, the youngsters produced by Castile are more unlikable than the other!

Rijkaard continued to maintain his image while scolding: "We Barcelona played with our best attitude and showed our own level, but obviously Lady Luck was on Deportivo side today, I congratulate you on that, and of course - this is only the third round of the league, only a full 35 rounds of the league are still waiting. ”

The media reporters at the scene heard the threat clearly, and Juan only replied lightly to such an overt and covert warning: "See you." ”

Oooh oh!!

Deportivo La Coruna's young coach is not afraid of threats and pressure from Barcelona at all, and he directly and stubbornly returned to an appointment!!

This is unexpected by many people, after all, Juan has always been relatively humble for such a long time, no matter who the opponent is, after all, no matter what, most of them are still his predecessors......

But today, the little coach of Deportivo finally broke out!

"The next time the two teams face each other will be the twenty-fourth round of the league!" There are some reporters at the bottom who really can't help it, and they start to fan the flames on the spot, they are not afraid of big things when they watch the excitement, or rather, the bigger the matter now, the better!

"Before that, we'll see the league points, how about it?" Rijkaard raised an eyebrow at Juan, and Juan smiled back at him with a calm expression.

"You're a senior, isn't it okay to embarrass me like this?"

"Where and where, what seniors and juniors, in no particular order on the football field, everyone is the head coach of the top league, and it is also a league, it is more convenient than sure to have points, right?" When Rijkaard said this, his eyes were filled with arrogance and pride that some of the reporters in front of him had clearly seen.

Clearly, Rijkaard doesn't think Juan can go far with Deportivo La Coruna in the future, given the frightening age gap at their club and the fact that the few players who are often available are the type of players who are prone to injury.

In the thirty-eighth round of the league and the twenty-fourth round of Barcelona, he even doubted that Juan's Deportivo La Coruna would be able to survive until that time!

In this regard, Juan said very indifferently: "Thank you for bothering, at least Deportivo is still thriving, compared to Barcelona." ”

Rijkaard's face darkened in an instant, and he glared angrily: "This is your upbringing? ”

The young coach smiled calmly back: "I don't need your attention in my upbringing, after all, I wasn't the one who demoted all the teams that Deportivo had won at half-time to be a lower team. ”

"You!"

"Audience friends, audience friends! Everyone's attention, in the third round of La Liga, at the post-match press conference of Real Deportivo Football Club away against FC Barcelona, the coaches of the two teams frequently choked up, and agreed that the next time they fight again, the two teams will have a showdown! ”

In almost all the live broadcast rooms, the anchors were excited, after all, the on-site hard bar of the two teams of coaches is indeed a rare thing in a century, especially when the first team is Barcelona.

- At least for now, there are very few teams in La Liga who sarcastically mock each other face-to-face, after all, everyone looks up and doesn't look down, you have to see each other twice a season, and you don't see anyone who comes here at the beginning of the league, even if it's a national derby, the two teams don't start looking at each other so quickly.

Rijkaard's look was very unfriendly, especially when it came to the game, he was really unprepared to come up and scored two goals, and to be honest, Barcelona would not have lost so quickly if it weren't for those two goals.

…… Who the hell sold the little demon of Leonel Messi!!

Rijkaard has already made up his mind to ask what the situation is when he returns, and see if he can buy Lionel Messi back in the winter transfer window.

If you can't buy it back, you can try to borrow it, but in short, you can't stay in A Coruña!

Of course, the Dutch coach didn't know how much Deportivo La Coruna paid to buy Messi outright, and Barcelona might have to hemorrhage if they really wanted to buy Messi back now.

He was so angry that he almost knocked off the table when he found out, but for now, he better focus his attention on the annoying young head coach in front of him!

Juan looked at his hand, he was holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand, through the magnification of the plastic bottle, he could clearly see the lines of his palm, the lines were clear, and the lines were obvious, and on the other side, Rijkaard was still impassioned.

“…… With regard to Lionel Messi, I am very happy that our La Masia youngsters have a long way going on at other clubs, and of course I am sure that whoever they are children at Camp Nou will be willing to return to this piece of grass. ”

"So, Mr. Dias, what do you think of this opinion of Mr. Rijkaard?"

The reporters at the scene threw the question to Juan, who looked up at the reporters at the scene, then at Rijkaard, and couldn't help but smile.

"Mr. Rijkaard, do you believe in fate?"

"What?" The Dutch head coach was subconsciously stunned, and then frowned fiercely, "What do you mean?" ”

"Nothing interesting, just asking." Coach Laco looked at him with a very sincere look and looked like he was just asking the question.

"......" Rijkaard opened his mouth, in the face of so many media, he couldn't directly answer Juan, "What's the matter with you", he could only reluctantly shake his head, "Of course I don't believe it." ”

Juan looked at him seriously and nodded: "Since you don't believe in fate, then naturally you won't believe in the statement that there are destined people?" ”

"Of course I don't believe it!" Rijkaard replied with certainty, he didn't even know what this kid was thinking, to be honest, he didn't want to answer these questions about fate at all now, now he just wanted to roll up his sleeves and have a duel with this guy that belonged to the coach, but for the sake of this kid being younger than him, forget it!

Hum!

Juan didn't know that the calm-looking "black swan" on the other side couldn't hold back and wanted to hit him, so he raised his eyebrows very calmly and asked: "Since you don't believe in the people who are destined, then why do you believe that all the academy talents at Camp Nou will be willing to return to your field?" Of course, maybe they'd like to come back, but in the way they play in an away shirt. ”

"How is that possible?" Rijkaard sneered, "Do you think we Barcelona are traitors like you Real Madrid?" ”

The reporters in the audience were in an uproar, as soon as the Dutch coach's words came out, it was really terrible, and he directly pierced through the hornet's nest, and the reporters stood up.

"Coach Rijkaard, what do you mean by that?!"

"Are you blaming Samu Eto'o in the team?"

- Eto'o is a product of Castilla's academy, because Real Madrid did not pay enough attention to him, so he directly defected from Real Madrid to join Barcelona in a fit of anger, and every time he faced Real Madrid, he looked like a chicken.

"Or are you blaming Luis Figo, a former Barcelona player and a current Real Madrid player?"

- Figo was once the king of Camp Nou, because of his agent's cheating, and now he has joined Real Madrid, and because he returned to Camp Nou and lost his pig's head, he turned into a staunch Madridist.

Rijkaard's words were also unintentional, and when the eyes of all the reporters in the audience lit up, he knew that he had made a big mistake, so when the reporters in the audience began to ask questions, he had only one reaction-

"I refuse to answer these questions!" The Dutch coach almost stood up a little wolf and was about to leave, and it was at this moment that Juan, who had been silent, finally spoke.

He first stopped the Barcelona coach, and then calmly got up and walked to Rijkaard's side, his handsome face covered with cold.

"Apologize."

Rijkaard was stunned: "What? ”

"Apologies!"

It is clear that the Deportivo coach is on the verge of anger - or rather, at this time, he is not just representing Deportivo La Coruna, but now he is also representing Castilla and all the wanderers of Real Madrid.

Of course, he knew that what he had just said was bad, but if he wanted to apologize in front of everyone and in front of so many media reporters, he really couldn't save this face, and the atmosphere was deadlocked for a while.

"Juan!" Just as the two of them were about to fight, Juan heard someone calling his name, and he subconsciously looked away to see that Puyol was already standing behind Rijkaard.

"......" Juan was silent for a while and raised his eyebrows: "Cales, don't meddle in this matter, this is a matter between the two clubs." ”

It's true that as a player, Puyol would do well not to speak up at this time, but as the captain of Barcelona and a private friend of Juan Díaz – well, at least a friend of a friend, he really had to step up and stop the situation on the pitch.

After all, if it continues like this now, it will be logical for both sides to stage an all-martial arts.

He didn't doubt the force value of Juan and his head coach at all, but he couldn't really let the people on both sides fight!

"Juan, listen to me, this is at most a matter of Barcelona and Real Madrid, and if you want to say something, it should be the spokesperson of Real Madrid to blame you......" Puyol was a little unbearable when he said this, because he watched Juan's originally angry and sparkling eyes dim little by little.

It's not like he hasn't seen that look, it's the look that upholds his faith.

- Just like Barcelona is to him, Xavi and Iniesta, and for Juan, Real Madrid is the place where he can scold himself millions of times, and even list it as a target for slapping in the face in the future, but anyone other than Real Madrid will go up and fight hard.

But he had to say this, for the sake of Barcelona, but also for Juan himself, so he gritted his teeth and continued: "As the manager of Deportivo La Coruna, you are really not suitable to argue about this. ”

It is true that Juan can gloat and act in a fit now, but he can't really be angry, because he now represents Deportivo La Coruna, not Real Madrid.

After a moment of silence, Juan took a deep breath and took a half-step back, squinting at Puyol.

"You're right...... Thanks for the reminder, Puyol. After he said such a sentence coldly, he turned around and left, and the media reporters at the scene did not even have time to keep him.

Moreover, everyone can see that Juan is in a very bad mood now, and even if he is retained, he will definitely not listen.

Puyol couldn't help but smile wryly when he heard his name change, and it was obvious that he was staying here for the purpose of taking pictures of the major media outlets, and he didn't really want to make the headlines tomorrow at all - although for now, he should have made up his mind.

So after Juan left, he turned around and gently squeezed Rijkaard's arm: "Coach? ”

Rijkaard snorted coldly, shook off his hand and walked into the passage without looking back, leaving only Barcelona's iron-blooded captain standing there in particular embarrassment, hurriedly avoiding the flashing cameras of the audience, and leaving the scene rather wolflessly.

Sky Sports broadcast the post-match press conference almost the entirety, and they watched almost the whole thing, whether it was Juan's anger or Puyol's helplessness, Frank and Dean looked at each other for a long time, and finally Frank was the first to break the silence with a light cough.

"Professional footballers themselves move from club to club, and no one can say that they can dedicate their careers to one football club – or that it's normal for them to go to other clubs, whether it's a coach, a player or whoever."

Frank expressed his position in a vague way, Dean glanced at the people around him, and then chimed in: "It's true, in professional football, this kind of division and combination is a very normal thing, although I am grateful for the hard work of the academy, but this does not mean that players need to be so morally bound all the time...... What club to choose, that's the player's own freedom. “

Frank nodded with affection: "yes, it's like Samuel Eto'o, who left without getting the treatment he deserved at Real Madrid, it's nothing. ”

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Chapter 95 Cinnabar Mole in the Heart Camp Nou, How Many Players Have Cinnabar Moles in Their Hearts?

Juan said that he didn't bring anyone, he really went alone, with a dashing attitude, especially when he saw Rijkaard on the spot, Juan didn't even put a cold face on the Dutch coach, but sat down in his place very calmly, and bowed lightly at the media in front of him who were watching them.

"Good evening."

Faced with Juan Dias's sudden, never-before-seen active greeting, the media reporters were all stunned, and then subconsciously looked at Rijkaard on the side, the Dutch was already in a very bad mood before, and now the expression is even more unkind, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a big battle.

After sitting down and greeting the media, and calmly letting them take a round of photos, Juan turned his head to look at Rijkaard, the Dutch coach also came alone today, but if he was alone, Juan was still more relaxed.

- Thanks to the fact that the Dutch coach has no heart, if he brings a friend that Juan used to know more well in Barcelona, such as Xavi and Iniesta, or even if he only brings one Puyol, Coach Laco will get in the way of the player's face and will not say anything serious.

But this person actually chose to go to the meeting alone like him, then he has nothing to scruple about.

"Good evening, Coach Rijkaard." Juan greeted him very seriously, "I heard that you said at halftime that Deportivo can only win against some low-level teams?" ”

- What do you mean by hearing about it, this person clearly heard it on the spot!

For Juan to ask such an exciting question as soon as he came up, the media reporters in the audience had red eyes, holding their breath and waiting for Rijkaard's answer, while the Dutch coach chuckled, still looking very calm and calm on his face.

"How is that possible? You heard it wrong, Deportivo La Coruna is a great opponent and we at Barcelona gave it their all for this game, but obviously our side lacked a bit of luck. ”

When Rijkaard was talking here, he heard Juan's chuckle very clearly, but when he subconsciously turned his head to look at the other party, he found that Juan was just looking at him with a smile, his eyes were very focused and serious, and he seemed to really maintain absolute respect for him.

Now the little youth, one is more cunning than the other! This person is definitely not like this, he must be laughing at Barcelona in his heart, the youngsters produced by Castile are more unlikable than the other!

Rijkaard continued to maintain his image while scolding: "We Barcelona played with our best attitude and showed our own level, but obviously Lady Luck was on Deportivo side today, I congratulate you on that, and of course - this is only the third round of the league, only a full 35 rounds of the league are still waiting. ”

The media reporters at the scene heard the threat clearly, and Juan only replied lightly to such an overt and covert warning: "See you." ”

Oooh oh!!

Deportivo La Coruna's young coach is not afraid of threats and pressure from Barcelona at all, and he directly and stubbornly returned to an appointment!!

This is unexpected by many people, after all, Juan has always been relatively humble for such a long time, no matter who the opponent is, after all, no matter what, most of them are still his predecessors......

But today, the little coach of Deportivo finally broke out!

"The next time the two teams face each other will be the twenty-fourth round of the league!" There are some reporters at the bottom who really can't help it, and they start to fan the flames on the spot, they are not afraid of big things when they watch the excitement, or rather, the bigger the matter now, the better!

"Before that, we'll see the league points, how about it?" Rijkaard raised an eyebrow at Juan, and Juan smiled back at him with a calm expression.

"You're a senior, isn't it okay to embarrass me like this?"

"Where and where, what seniors and juniors, in no particular order on the football field, everyone is the head coach of the top league, and it is also a league, it is more convenient than sure to have points, right?" When Rijkaard said this, his eyes were filled with arrogance and pride that some of the reporters in front of him had clearly seen.

Clearly, Rijkaard doesn't think Juan can go far with Deportivo La Coruna in the future, given the frightening age gap at their club and the fact that the few players who are often available are the type of players who are prone to injury.

In the thirty-eighth round of the league and the twenty-fourth round of Barcelona, he even doubted that Juan's Deportivo La Coruna would be able to survive until that time!

In this regard, Juan said very indifferently: "Thank you for bothering, at least Deportivo is still thriving, compared to Barcelona." ”

Rijkaard's face darkened in an instant, and he glared angrily: "This is your upbringing? ”

The young coach smiled calmly back: "I don't need your attention in my upbringing, after all, I wasn't the one who demoted all the teams that Deportivo had won at half-time to be a lower team. ”

"You!"

"Audience friends, audience friends! Everyone's attention, in the third round of La Liga, at the post-match press conference of Real Deportivo Football Club away against FC Barcelona, the coaches of the two teams frequently choked up, and agreed that the next time they fight again, the two teams will have a showdown! ”

In almost all the live broadcast rooms, the anchors were excited, after all, the on-site hard bar of the two teams of coaches is indeed a rare thing in a century, especially when the first team is Barcelona.

- At least for now, there are very few teams in La Liga who sarcastically mock each other face-to-face, after all, everyone looks up and doesn't look down, you have to see each other twice a season, and you don't see anyone who comes here at the beginning of the league, even if it's a national derby, the two teams don't start looking at each other so quickly.

Rijkaard's look was very unfriendly, especially when it came to the game, he was really unprepared to come up and scored two goals, and to be honest, Barcelona would not have lost so quickly if it weren't for those two goals.

…… Who the hell sold the little demon of Leonel Messi!!

Rijkaard has already made up his mind to ask what the situation is when he returns, and see if he can buy Lionel Messi back in the winter transfer window.

If you can't buy it back, you can try to borrow it, but in short, you can't stay in A Coruña!

Of course, the Dutch coach didn't know how much Deportivo La Coruna paid to buy Messi outright, and Barcelona might have to hemorrhage if they really wanted to buy Messi back now.

He was so angry that he almost knocked off the table when he found out, but for now, he better focus his attention on the annoying young head coach in front of him!

Juan looked at his hand, he was holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand, through the magnification of the plastic bottle, he could clearly see the lines of his palm, the lines were clear, and the lines were obvious, and on the other side, Rijkaard was still impassioned.

“…… With regard to Lionel Messi, I am very happy that our La Masia youngsters have a long way going on at other clubs, and of course I am sure that whoever they are children at Camp Nou will be willing to return to this piece of grass. ”

"So, Mr. Dias, what do you think of this opinion of Mr. Rijkaard?"

The reporters at the scene threw the question to Juan, who looked up at the reporters at the scene, then at Rijkaard, and couldn't help but smile.

"Mr. Rijkaard, do you believe in fate?"

"What?" The Dutch head coach was subconsciously stunned, and then frowned fiercely, "What do you mean?" ”

"Nothing interesting, just asking." Coach Laco looked at him with a very sincere look and looked like he was just asking the question.

"......" Rijkaard opened his mouth, in the face of so many media, he couldn't directly answer Juan, "What's the matter with you", he could only reluctantly shake his head, "Of course I don't believe it." ”

Juan looked at him seriously and nodded: "Since you don't believe in fate, then naturally you won't believe in the statement that there are destined people?" ”

"Of course I don't believe it!" Rijkaard replied with certainty, he didn't even know what this kid was thinking, to be honest, he didn't want to answer these questions about fate at all now, now he just wanted to roll up his sleeves and have a duel with this guy that belonged to the coach, but for the sake of this kid being younger than him, forget it!

Hum!

Juan didn't know that the calm-looking "black swan" on the other side couldn't hold back and wanted to hit him, so he raised his eyebrows very calmly and asked: "Since you don't believe in the people who are destined, then why do you believe that all the academy talents at Camp Nou will be willing to return to your field?" Of course, maybe they'd like to come back, but in the way they play in an away shirt. ”

"How is that possible?" Rijkaard sneered, "Do you think we Barcelona are traitors like you Real Madrid?" ”

The reporters in the audience were in an uproar, as soon as the Dutch coach's words came out, it was really terrible, and he directly pierced through the hornet's nest, and the reporters stood up.

"Coach Rijkaard, what do you mean by that?!"

"Are you blaming Samu Eto'o in the team?"

- Eto'o is a product of Castilla's academy, because Real Madrid did not pay enough attention to him, so he directly defected from Real Madrid to join Barcelona in a fit of anger, and every time he faced Real Madrid, he looked like a chicken.

"Or are you blaming Luis Figo, a former Barcelona player and a current Real Madrid player?"

- Figo was once the king of Camp Nou, because of his agent's cheating, and now he has joined Real Madrid, and because he returned to Camp Nou and lost his pig's head, he turned into a staunch Madridist.

Rijkaard's words were also unintentional, and when the eyes of all the reporters in the audience lit up, he knew that he had made a big mistake, so when the reporters in the audience began to ask questions, he had only one reaction-

"I refuse to answer these questions!" The Dutch coach almost stood up a little wolf and was about to leave, and it was at this moment that Juan, who had been silent, finally spoke.

He first stopped the Barcelona coach, and then calmly got up and walked to Rijkaard's side, his handsome face covered with cold.

"Apologize."

Rijkaard was stunned: "What? ”

"Apologies!"

It is clear that the Deportivo coach is on the verge of anger - or rather, at this time, he is not just representing Deportivo La Coruna, but now he is also representing Castilla and all the wanderers of Real Madrid.

Of course, he knew that what he had just said was bad, but if he wanted to apologize in front of everyone and in front of so many media reporters, he really couldn't save this face, and the atmosphere was deadlocked for a while.

"Juan!" Just as the two of them were about to fight, Juan heard someone calling his name, and he subconsciously looked away to see that Puyol was already standing behind Rijkaard.

"......" Juan was silent for a while and raised his eyebrows: "Cales, don't meddle in this matter, this is a matter between the two clubs." ”

It's true that as a player, Puyol would do well not to speak up at this time, but as the captain of Barcelona and a private friend of Juan Díaz – well, at least a friend of a friend, he really had to step up and stop the situation on the pitch.

After all, if it continues like this now, it will be logical for both sides to stage an all-martial arts.

He didn't doubt the force value of Juan and his head coach at all, but he couldn't really let the people on both sides fight!

"Juan, listen to me, this is at most a matter of Barcelona and Real Madrid, and if you want to say something, it should be the spokesperson of Real Madrid to blame you......" Puyol was a little unbearable when he said this, because he watched Juan's originally angry and sparkling eyes dim little by little.

It's not like he hasn't seen that look, it's the look that upholds his faith.

- Just like Barcelona is to him, Xavi and Iniesta, and for Juan, Real Madrid is the place where he can scold himself millions of times, and even list it as a target for slapping in the face in the future, but anyone other than Real Madrid will go up and fight hard.

But he had to say this, for the sake of Barcelona, but also for Juan himself, so he gritted his teeth and continued: "As the manager of Deportivo La Coruna, you are really not suitable to argue about this. ”

It is true that Juan can gloat and act in a fit now, but he can't really be angry, because he now represents Deportivo La Coruna, not Real Madrid.

After a moment of silence, Juan took a deep breath and took a half-step back, squinting at Puyol.

"You're right...... Thanks for the reminder, Puyol. After he said such a sentence coldly, he turned around and left, and the media reporters at the scene did not even have time to keep him.

Moreover, everyone can see that Juan is in a very bad mood now, and even if he is retained, he will definitely not listen.

Puyol couldn't help but smile wryly when he heard his name change, and it was obvious that he was staying here for the purpose of taking pictures of the major media outlets, and he didn't really want to make the headlines tomorrow at all - although for now, he should have made up his mind.

So after Juan left, he turned around and gently squeezed Rijkaard's arm: "Coach? ”

Rijkaard snorted coldly, shook off his hand and walked into the passage without looking back, leaving only Barcelona's iron-blooded captain standing there in particular embarrassment, hurriedly avoiding the flashing cameras of the audience, and leaving the scene rather wolflessly.

Sky Sports broadcast the post-match press conference almost the entirety, and they watched almost the whole thing, whether it was Juan's anger or Puyol's helplessness, Frank and Dean looked at each other for a long time, and finally Frank was the first to break the silence with a light cough.

"Professional footballers themselves move from club to club, and no one can say that they can dedicate their careers to one football club – or that it's normal for them to go to other clubs, whether it's a coach, a player or whoever."

Frank expressed his position in a vague way, Dean glanced at the people around him, and then chimed in: "It's true, in professional football, this kind of division and combination is a very normal thing, although I am grateful for the hard work of the academy, but this does not mean that players need to be so morally bound all the time...... What club to choose, that's the player's own freedom. “

Frank nodded with affection: "yes, it's like Samuel Eto'o, who left without getting the treatment he deserved at Real Madrid, it's nothing. ”