Chapter 132

The more Juan Díaz didn't say anything, the more the reporters wanted to know, but the more they wanted to know, the tighter Juan Díaz's mouth became......

In this vicious cycle of heart-wrenching, Juan ushered in an unexpected visitor.

Igor Casillas.

To be honest, Juan was not surprised at all when he appeared at his doorstep, and if he had to say it, he might have a little helplessness.

――He knew that it would not be easy for this person to hold back and come now, but could he say hello when he came?

Or at least don't show up at his door in the middle of the night, right? Although this is a relatively normal time for night activities in terms of the Spanish people's schedule, after all, he is also the head coach of a team, according to the normal Spanish schedule......

Ahem.

Anyway, when Juan woke up from sleepy eyes, he was almost half frightened to death by some little Spanish doorman who appeared outside the door.

- Yes, outside the door, not outside the house.

Anyway, Juan, as a man with a big heart, was almost frightened into a myocardial infarction, especially in the middle of the night, and finally he could see whose frightened face was before he went up and kicked it.

“…… So," Juan rubbed his swollen head and frowned at the person in front of him, "You just came here in the middle of the night?" ”

"I'm just worried about you...... Don't move, I'll rub it for you. Casillas shrunk his neck, but when he saw Juan's hand, he subconsciously stood up and rubbed his forehead instead of his hand, "It's better for your hand to move less." ”

Juan was stunned for a moment, and laughed helplessly: "My hand is really fine, it was just made when I broke free." ”

When he said this, Casillas was stunned, and at that moment Juan could even notice that his hands were trembling.

"Break free ......?"

"Don't think so strictly." Juan gently took his hand.

Casirios is a goalkeeper, and he wears goal gloves all year round, so that his hands are relatively light, but even this is still a very healthy complexion, Juan's hands are like white jade carved from fine white.

It's been almost a week, and Juan's hands don't look as amazing as they looked at the time, and the fine red marks spread on his hands with a strange beauty.

"......" Casillas gently stroked his hand, little by little, one by one. ...... the hell you?"

Juan knew what he wanted to ask, and took his hand, and Casillas was startled and tried to retract it, but Juan still squeezed it tightly and firmly.

"It's really okay, it's not like you don't know, I've been prone to injuries since I was a child." Juan sighed lightly, so in the past fights, even if he was not seriously injured, he looked like the worst one, and Raul was scolded for this. "When they tied me up, I had already broken free and ran away."

"And what's the matter with these injuries?" Casillas' eyes roamed over his face, and he couldn't help but frown.

"The women tried to hold me down, and I resisted." Juan replied easily, and then pointed to the corner of his mouth, the wound was almost healed. "Speaking of which, this piece was bitten by someone......"

“？！！”

Casillas was directly stunned and opened his mouth: "The ...... of the bite"

"Yes." Juan nodded, "Do you want to disinfect me?" ”

"......" Casillas opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Forget it, let's just replace it with action.

He leaned in directly and bit the corner of Juan's mouth gently, Juan tilted his head and did not move quietly, Casillas raised his head and looked at Juan with some caution, only to find that he frowned: "Uh, it hurts?" ”

"No......" Juan wiped his mouth a little tangled, "I didn't rinse my mouth." ”

He just woke up in the middle of the night, was startled by Cassie, and sat here talking to people without washing up at all.

Casillas pulled his hand away without saying a word, and then bit down hard.

"Hiss......" Juan was in pain, but he didn't dodge, he blinked, and reached out to soothe his back, as if to soothe the injured trapped beast.

"I'm sorry......" Juan subconsciously rubbed the corners of his mouth as the Spaniard let go.

Tsk, it's broken again.

The person in front of him was still at a loss, why didn't he think about the consequences when he bit it off? "Come here."

Casillas thought he was going to be beaten and closed his eyes tightly, but Juan only reached out and wiped it on his mouth.

“？” He opened his eyes to see that the person in front of him had already put his thumb in his mouth and sucked it.

White jade-like fingers, thin pale pink lips.

Casillas's head went blank for a moment, and Juan unconsciously put down his hand and got up: "Sterilized." ”

……

Igor Casillas, now I want to explode, the kind of explosion that explodes in place.

"Speaking of which, you're going back to Madrid tomorrow morning, right?" Juan suddenly thought of something, glanced back at him, and Casillas subconsciously returned: "Ah, no...... I'm off tomorrow. ”

"In that case." Juan directly lifted the quilt and beckoned, "Sleep, go to my place tomorrow to play." ”

"Where are you going?" Casillas was a little confused, but he still took off his clothes and rolled under the quilt with peace of mind, and went straight in.

"Go to our training camp." Juan said lightly, and then said "ah", "Speaking of which, our Laco is going to run a women's football team." ”

"......" What kind of jumping topic is this??

"So do you want to go with me to see the girl?" Juan said very naturally, and Casillas twitched the corners of his mouth, he couldn't help it.

"Shouldn't I have said at this time, stay away from those girls?"

"Huh?" Juan blinked in surprise, "I thought you were going to keep me away from my teammates." ”

"What kind of logic is this?" Cassie was a little tempted to peel his head open to see what was inside, "Seriously, what's going on in your head?" You still have to do whatever you have to do. ”

Casillas is not stupid, his sweetheart is teasing himself, he still understands: "Also, I don't want to see the girls of the women's football team at all, just go and see Moreau and Fernando." ”

"But Real Madrid haven't yet." Juan protested.

“…… Then don't look at it either! Casillas was particularly upset, did he forget that he had an ex-girlfriend who was not only Miss Spain, but also a defender of the Spanish women's national team?

Juan was directly suppressed into the quilt by force, and when Casillas thought he was fine, he poked his head out again: "Those two are Fernando......"

"You're so annoying!"

Casillas originally thought that he would be sleepless tonight, but smelling the cold fragrance of people, he had fallen asleep unconsciously, and when he woke up the next morning, he couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, but in a blink of an eye, he found that Juan was already calmly wearing his shirt by the bedside.

"I'll help you ......"

Casillas had just struggled for a while, and Juan glanced at him: "I'm not wasted yet, hurry up, Fernando is almost here." ”

"Which Fernand ...... Belch?! Casillas' eyes widened, "Why did he come?!" ”

"Because," Juan put on his tie and gave him a very calm look in his face, "I don't have a car." ”

“……”

Fernando Redondo raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw the two people coming out of the house, but after seeing who the person behind him was, he was also indifferent: "Igor." ”

"Uh, big guy, excuse me." Casillas felt that he was simply a sinmaker.

If you let the club know that you run to another club on your day off, you're going to be killed, right?!

You're going to get your wages deducted, right?!

Redondo also considered Cassie's problem, and couldn't help but ask on the way to the club: "What are you doing here?" ”

Juan smiled, "It's nothing, I was just thinking that our little ones might need a little pressure." ”

"You've put enough pressure on you." Redondo looked in front of him, a little helpless, "There are Romario and Morientes in the front, Belleron and me in the midfield, and Solin in the backline, they have been taken care of a lot in the club. ”

"yes, now they know all the problems in the pitch and how difficult it is to shoot, but I still want to talk about it...... Even if you break the ball at the feet of the opposing striker, successfully avoid all the midfielders, or even struggle to get past the defenders, the shot will not be successful. ”

Juan's voice is relaxed, perhaps because he has been cultivated by the same policies since he was a child, and high-pressure policies seem to be something that is easy for him to do.

"In other words, I still have to be a coolie when I am asked to go?" Casillas was particularly helpless, but even though he said so, there was no complaint on his face, and Redondo glanced at him in the rearview mirror, but he didn't feel it.

--To be honest, people who fall in love are basically no longer able to think with normal reason.

"yes, why don't we go see the girls in the women's football team?"

"Ahem......" Redondo coughed with Casillas.

The girls of Deportivo La Coruna's women's football team are not bad-looking, but when even the men's football team, which is the main operation of the club, became like this last year, the women's football team was even more bleak, and after Juan took over, the women's football team has also made great progress and progress, although it is not as sweeping as the men's football team, but it can be regarded as the middle of the stream.

- But the question is, what's so nice about him as a men's coach in the women's football team?!

"Okay, I'm just going to talk to the coach of the women's team about sharing resources on both sides." Juan added, but after this sentence came out, the expressions of the two people became even more weird.

What resource sharing?!

"Although women's football is not getting much attention, I have to say that we also have to pay a little attention to training and general physical fitness, Deportivo La Coruna does not have a basketball club, so when we work hard in the men's team, we also have to work hard in the women's team."

Saying this, Juan's tone was very relaxed: "It seems that I heard that they are going to play Barcelona in two weeks." ”

Oh......

I see.

No wonder Juan suddenly became so interested in women's football!

When Casillas was dragged to the training camp, everyone couldn't help but marvel.

About this Real Madrid little goalkeeper, people who have played in La Liga for many years know it, so to speak, they just watched Real Madrid's little goalkeeper being poured into the ball and vomiting, and then grew up rapidly.

However, seeing and facing the truth are two different things after all, Casillas has a trick, or is he beaten by Raul and Guti. Morientes and Juan took turns to give extra training, which was to save a penalty.

When he stood on the court, he was still a little unaccustomed, after all, he didn't bring anything when he came, Juan brought him a set of equipment directly from Diego López, he stood there and jumped twice, and he was a little unaccustomed......

"Are you ready?" Juan smiled, Deportivo hadn't trained openly for a long time, so there were no reporters on or off the pitch, and no one knew about Casillas' appearance here, and Deportivo was a tight-mouthed person.

Diego López was also standing on the sidelines, looking at the inside of the pitch and slightly nervous.

He knew how terrifying Igor Casillas was.

This man's ability in goalkeeping is almost genius-level, plus he himself is also very hard-working, when he trains in the team, no one wants to come to him one-on-one anymore.

No one knows how much pressure this person can cause if he stands in front of the goal.

"Diego, look up." Juan squeezed his shoulder and gestured to the court.

Igor Casillas...... Spain's door god fortress for the next ten years, he is now in front of you. ”

"Or, win over him. Or, the whole career has been pressed under him and he can't hold his head up. ”

"You're not one of those people who can only look up, you know?"

Diego López nodded deeply and watched intently at what was happening on the pitch.

Casillas stepped on the lawn under his feet.

The grass in the A Coruña training camp was completely different from the lawn in Valdebebas, and the grass on both sides was not the same grass, and he was a little unaccustomed to it for a while.

――It's okay, it's just an away game.

Casillas stood in front of the goal, raised his head, and subconsciously glanced at the edge of the court.

Juan Díaz was standing there, dressed in a light training suit, and it was impossible to tell whether he was going to play or watch the game, and next to him stood Deportivo La Coruna's current number one goalkeeper, Diego López, his former number two.

And when his gaze shifted, he could only take a deep breath.

In front of him stood a line of people.

Juan Bellero, Juan Riquelme, Pablo Aimar, Fernando Morientes, Ricardo Quaresma, Javier Portillo, Elder Postiga, Diego Fran, Leonel Messi.

Most of them, he has only met in the past, in various European echelon leagues, and the U21 World Cup.

Of course, now that he's on the senior squad, there are a few of his very good friends there.

-- By the way, most of them never hit his goal.

The little madman gestured to the sidelines, Juan nodded, and whistled directly.

Bellerón took two steps forward, and he was Deportivo La Coruna's penalty taker, so he was also habitually the first to step forward. He naturally knows what his young teammates in the national team are, so there is no ambiguity at all when facing them.

Belleron's free throws are quick and light, and he's perfect for playing high balls, and for Casillas, he's the most annoying free-throw taker.

- First goal.

Is it Deportivo La Coruna's dismount, or is it Igor Casillas's knock?

Juan Bellero stood in front of the football and held his breath for a moment, then took a deep breath, took two steps back, and raised his foot to shoot!

With a "bang", the people at the scene couldn't help but widen their eyes.

- Casillas lifts the ball out with one hand!

Although he is not very good at golf, it is also a comparison when he is very good at other sports.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the ball flew high over the frame, Casillas rolled on the spot, stood up and quickly re-entered the groove, and the look of concentration made people gasp.

The second person to step forward was Riquelme, the Argentine was the type Casillas had not touched, Riquelme looked up and then took two steps back.

"Bang!"

Tooth-souring sound.

Casillas didn't save the ball this time, he didn't even move and the ball fell outside the goal.

It was clear that Riquelme wanted to try a shot from a tricky angle, but he didn't pay attention to it and the ball bounced off the frame.

Juan's face darkened.

Alan knows how to take two steps forward: "Extra training shot? ”

"Twice." Juan nodded directly.

"......" Diego López suddenly began to congratulate himself that he didn't have to participate in such a competition.