Chapter 87

"Juan, the two of them are just joking." Redondo was tired.

"Huh?" Juan looked down at the two already stupid Davids, and turned to look at his own boss.

"The two of them aren't the kind of relationship you think." Redondo was about to lament loudly, could it be that this little guy talked about a boyfriend and thought that two boys in the world chasing each other was some kind of unspeakable relationship?

That Casillas is also too pitiful......

"Isn't it?" Juan blinked, and the whole person exuded an aura of confusion, and the Argentine was speechless.

"Of course not!" "Who likes this stupid big guy!" But this time, it was the two young generals who reacted first, and the two of them blushed and screamed with their necks.

"Isn't this really trying to cover up or get angry?" Juan looked back at his teacher in confusion.

"......" Redondo decided to ignore it, he walked away directly, rubbing Aimar's head with his hand, Aimar lowered his head and smiled, and went to training with someone shoulder to shoulder, leaving Juan alone still there sincerely dazed.

The training officially began, Juan also left everything behind, focused on his work, the next round of the game against Barcelona, and it was a guest at Camp Nou, how to think about how dangerous, he has prepared a lot of plans in these days, each of which has been carefully verified and calculated, just one practice is missing, especially in his own tactical field, this game he wants to focus on Messi.

"Messi, come on." As soon as he thought of this little friend, Juan stretched out his hand and beckoned someone over, the Argentine teenager's adaptation level in Deportivo La Coruna was quite good, although he was sullen at the beginning, but accompanied by several seniors in his family, he finally slowly showed a smile and made some jokes, but overall he was still a little restrained.

The child ran over, he was already pulling up his hair and preparing to participate in the training, he was obviously a little surprised when he was stopped, and rubbed his head very uneasily: "What's wrong, did I do something wrong?" ”

Juan subconsciously glanced at him in a daze, and found that it was actually the one he sent, and after being speechless for a while, he crossed his hands and raised his eyebrows: "What do you think of your watch in these games?" ”

"Huh?" Messi was stunned for a moment, and then stammered for a while: "It's okay, it's okay......"

"What's okay, can you call it okay?" Juan glared at him imposingly, and immediately stammered the Argentine youngster: "No, is it okay not to call?" ”

"Of course you can't call it, it's okay, your seniors are watching there, and you don't pay attention, can this be called okay?" Juan's tone was very strict, and the young general was directly stunned, and subconsciously looked back at the seniors behind him, and found that his seniors were also looking at him with a smile, how to look at it.

Messisi, who hasn't spoken much all the time, but is quite confident in his level, doubted himself for the first time: "Then this is called ......?" ”

"That's good!" Juan gave him a slap in the face, and almost didn't pat Messi's little body on the back, "You have more confidence in yourself, boy, do you want to play in the next game?" ”

Messi almost rolled his eyes, but finally reacted that Juan was encouraging him, so the Argentine teenager took a deep breath: "Yes!" ”

"Okay, you're ambitious." Juan nodded appreciatively. "Next game, it's time for you to meet your former friends."

'My friends are in the Premier League. Messi is also speechless, none of them are in Barcelona in the La Masia Iron Triangle, and he is alone in La Liga, I don't know if this is the will of God......

"There must be other friends." Juan smiled, "Speaking of which, I have old friends there too." ”

Messi immediately understood what he meant, he was silent for a while, gritted his teeth and nodded: "I will work hard!" ”

"Okay, don't let people think that you are being bullied or not making progress with me, how sad is that?" Juan patted him on the shoulder with a pleasant face.

He had already discovered that there was something very stubborn in this child's character, even if he had the whole forest world in his heart, he would not show it, and it looked like a silent bottle, tightly plugging his narrow entrance, and no one was allowed to glimpse the scene inside.

But there are always people who can come into his world, like Cesc Fabregas, like Pique, like Ronaldinho.

Messi has a very special affection for Barcelona, Juan also knows it, and he also knows the pimple in the Argentine youngster's heart, if he doesn't take the initiative to mention it today, he doesn't know what kind of moth this kid will make during the game.

That afternoon, however, Juan knew he was naïve.

Messi went to cut his hair, and he also cut a very spiritual hairstyle, the original shoulder-length hair became a small mushroom head, and he also wore thick bangs, looking even younger, the first time he saw him, David Luiz said "wow": "Mario? ”

Messi still understands this, after all, he is also a video game expert, he glared at the person, and used his hand as a number to brush the bangs in front of his eyes, and he couldn't use the hair ring for the time being, but he didn't mean to return it to Juan, so he wore it on his wrist.

When he was concentrated, Juan was also taken aback by Messi's new look: "What's the situation, you were robbed at lunchtime?" ”

"Nope." Messi touched his head a little depressed, "Is this hairstyle strange?" ”

Besides, he lives in the academy, and he doesn't even have to go out of the gate when he is fine, not to mention that it is just a lunch break, how can anyone come to rob him?

And why did the robbery cut his hair, their boss is really wonderful......

"It's strange, it's very spiritual." Juan looked him up and down and nodded in satisfaction, "At least he looks like a teenager now." ”

“……？？？” Does that mean he didn't look like it before? He just wants to clean himself up a little so that he can face his former friends with a new image!

What's more, his idols all say that he still cuts his hair short and looks good

Aimar didn't know that a conversation between himself and Riquelme had caused such a result, but he still touched Messi's head and said that after the child cut his hair, he looked much fresher and more energetic, so he looked like a young man!

Riquelme listened to Aimar praising his junior's short hair there, and couldn't help but look at Aimar's own shoulder-length hair, and couldn't help but shake his head.

How can this person still be embarrassed to say, now there are so many Argentines in the whole team who have long hair, okay? Even his little fans don't want to have the same hairstyle as him, doesn't this person think about cutting off a little bit himself? ?

The more Juan looked at it, the more satisfied he felt, and now the whole team just looked at it like this, there were those with clear eyebrows, and there were those with thick eyebrows and big eyes, no matter how you look at the whole team of Deportivo La Coruna, the appearance is very high! In the past, Messi used his hair to cover his appearance, but now that his hair has been brushed off, he looks much more refreshing, and the male model group of Da Laco is just around the corner!

Happy, Juan announced directly: "Okay, to celebrate our little teammate Leonel Messi's haircut, let's temporarily change our training to a simulated match in the afternoon!" ”

"Huh??" The audience was a little dumbfounded.

"Juan, we just finished the game yesterday, and today should be a resumption of training...... assistant coach Allen really couldn't stand it, and came up to dissuade Juan, and the little coach of Laco shook his head very resolutely against everyone's expectant eyes.

"The two of us were very desperate in the last game, but they were able to chase and fight in this morning's training session, rolling on the grass for twenty or thirty laps, which shows that the intensity of yesterday's game is definitely not enough, everyone work hard, we have a rehabilitation therapist who can help us recover our muscles, don't have worries!"

“……”

What they have now is not a worry, but a desire to kill the heart of their head coach.

"I'm a little nervous against Barcelona next game, why don't we practice together?" When Juan said this, he began to prepare to take off his coat, and the person who was still wearing a suit and leather shoes in the morning was a training uniform in the afternoon, everyone was already a little confused, but the attention at that time was all attracted by Messi, so no one asked.

- Thunderbolt on a sunny day!

Juan walked into the stadium with the resentful gaze of the whole team: "Big guy, we haven't had a team for a long time. ”

"We've only been on one team for one season." Redondo sighed and raised an eyebrow. "So what are you going to do here?"

"Of course, it's divided into two teams, one team goes 4-3-3, and the other team goes our own formation." Juan smiled, 4-3-3 is Barcelona's usual formation, and there are certain benefits for the two teams to practice like this, on the one hand, they are familiar with each other's configuration, and on the other hand, they can get more used to their own formation.

It stands to reason that the substitutes should form a 4-3-3 team, but Deportivo has to have two people in the 4-3-3 formation - Juan Belerón and Fernando Redondo.

Looking at Juan, who was dressed in a training uniform, the players in the audience suddenly had a very bad premonition in their hearts.

"The 4-3-3 lineup here has, Lukes; Valente, Maniche, Juan Sorin and Capdevilla. As soon as I heard that two of Juan's four defenders were Portuguese, the audience couldn't help but sigh, these two people have also been unlucky all the way to the present, but they are still very dedicated to the game, and they are more relaxed than anyone else when it is time to relax, known as the big grin duo.

"David Silva, me and Redondo."

The players on the opposite side let out a slight inhalation, and their eyes widened one by one.

It's a long time, and the head coach is on the game to teach how to behave!!

"The front three are Portillo, Quaresma and Diego Forlan, above that." Juan reported it easily, but the player on the other side didn't listen to it at all.

Although this lineup is very young and even a little inexperienced, but after all, Juan is helping in it, who knows what it will become?

"And the home team's words here......" Juan rolled his eyes, "it's still 3-5-2 or 4-3-2-1, after all, it's our Laco's signature formation." ”

- No, Deportivo doesn't have any signature formations!

"It's Diego López; Andrade, Ibanez, David Luiz, Thiago Silva; Bellerón, Riquelme, Aymar; Postiga, Zagoraschi and Lionel Messi. ”

Fernando Gago, Keylor Navas, Romario and Basinas had byes today, but that doesn't mean they can be relaxed, according to Juan's usual habits, someone will be suddenly replaced in the middle of the game, and if he is caught off guard, he will also be "educated with love" afterwards.

"Our main 4-3-3 side of the team put on the small card, the home team doesn't have to play." Juan made a straightforward decision, this configuration is actually a little bit different from Barcelona, after all, the abilities of the players are different, for example, Barcelona does not have him and Redondo This midfield combination, and they do not have the football elf Ronaldo.

Overall, though, he tries to get as close to a similar configuration as possible - for example, in terms of difficulty.

When Juan started the registration list, they were still gloating, but the subsequent list also hit them hard.

- Shin Shura Field.

The rest of the squad was silent about this afternoon's game, and no matter what the news media asked, they all said that Deportivo La Coruna's training day was the hardest and hardest they had ever seen, and that only those closest to them had heard a word or two of their complaints.

Casillas, for example, received a long-lost call from his friend Javier Portillo, who picked up the phone in confusion and heard the sound of heavy breathing.

“……？” Casillas tilted his head and looked, the phone was indeed on the phone, and the call was indeed Portillo?

What is the ...... situation?

"Javier, what's wrong? Javier, are you still there? Casillas was very upset, how could he listen to the sound of the person on the other end only gasping?

And it's still that kind of big gasp??

It stands to reason that Deportivo LaCoruna's training should be over now, could it be that someone accidentally pressed the phone when they were snapping??

For a moment, the evil Spanish goalkeeper held his breath, and was just about to say that he would listen to the live spring gong or something, but he heard the voice of the person on the other end: "Igor......"

"Javier?!" Cassie was taken aback, how did the person on the phone sound like he was about to die, "What happened?" The Spanish goalkeeper, who had been thinking about it for a moment, had begun to assume all kinds of problems that his friend might have, but the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became.

If even Portillo is like that, then Juan......

"You call Juan ......" Portillo said with all his strength, "Juan, he's ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, Casillas had already hung up the phone, and at this time, Portillo swallowed his saliva and said the second half of the sentence that he didn't have time to say: "It's almost killing us all......"

Juan was still communicating with the strength and conditioning coach on the court at this time, and a large area of the court was crooked, and Portillo fell farther, and it was precisely because of this that he was able to take the opportunity to call Cassie for help.

Can you not move the rescuers?! It's been almost two hours of training now, the training is not over yet, and now it's only a ten-minute rest, and the only people standing in the audience are the coaching staff, Redondo and Romario, and Redondo's calves are also trembling slightly, and it is obvious that this intensity of the game still caused him a certain amount of burden.

Juan talked to the coaching staff for a while, and seeing that he was about to ask them to continue to play, Juan was just about to speak, paused, and looked at the time to be silent for a while: "Everyone has it, go to the team doctor to report, and let the therapist give everyone a good massage to relax." ”

As soon as they heard that they could rest, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they had never seen someone training so hard, and they had never seen someone training so hard! They barely managed to stand up one by one, and then helped each other down the field, and the members of the coaching staff and staff also went up to help, and Juan watched them leave.

"Juan, will you get a massage too?" Assistant coach Allen deliberately turned his head back and asked him before leaving, Juan had already put his hand in his pants pocket at this time, and only smiled slightly when he heard him ask, shaking his head: "I'll go when the players are all over the massage." ”

Anyway, as a coach, he's headstrong :)

One after another people on the court were evacuated, Juan sighed lightly, found a place to sit, took out his mobile phone and dialed back: "Igor, what's wrong?" ”

At the same time, the voice on the other side was also very eager: "Juan, how are you?" ”

Juan raised his eyebrows in surprise, he couldn't find a tissue to wipe his sweat around now, so he could only use his sleeves to make up a little bit, at this time his long hair was all wet with sweat, and it looked like there was a kind of beauty of color, but no one came to see at this time, so he sat directly on the grass: "What's the situation, is something wrong?" ”

"That's what I'm going to ask......" Cassie suddenly felt that something was wrong, why did Juan's voice sound so normal, impossible? Javier called me just now and said if I don't contact you again......"

"If you don't contact me again?" Juan raised an eyebrow.

"......" Igor Casillas, at this moment, remembered that he had hung up the phone directly, and he didn't even listen to what the others were going to say.

"When did Javier call you?"

"Probably just a minute or two ago, what's wrong?" Cassie didn't know that he had betrayed his long-time friend directly, of course, even if he knew, he would do it without hesitation, "I heard his voice seem to be very painful and weak, maybe he was in some danger...... ”

"Impossible." Juan directly shattered all his illusions.

"How do you know it's impossible?" Cassie was anxious at the time, "It's not that you don't know, what can Javier's little physique do, it must have been robbed or beaten to be like that!" ”

"It really can't be." Juan sighed, "He was still in front of me just now, Deportivo is doing team training here, we were going to rest, but he may have pressed the wrong button." ”

However, sneaking your phone with you while training? Juan smiled quietly, it was an evil laugh, although they didn't say that they couldn't bring their phones to the training ground, but they never said yes! Portillo planted it in his hands......

"That's it!" Cassie finally breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought ......"

"Why do you think so?" Juan was already thinking about how to give Portillo a fancy sling, and his words were rather nonchalant.

"I thought something happened to you...... too"

The voice of the person on the phone was almost inaudible, and Juan was stunned for a moment before he realized what he meant.

Because when I heard Portillo's call, I thought something happened with him too? The security of A Coruña is not so bad.

Juan couldn't laugh or cry for a moment, but at the same time, his blue eyes gradually glowed softly.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

"Are you really okay?" Casillas was worried when he asked, "I don't know exactly what is going on with your Lako, but ...... Otherwise, you might as well call me once a day in the future. ”

"What do you do on the phone, can you read anything from the newspaper?" Juan was a little confused, if there were any of his relatives and friends around at this time, Juan would definitely be killed, but now only Casillas was facing him alone, so the Spanish goalkeeper couldn't help but say after hesitating for a while: "Do you plan to let me know everything from the newspaper?" ”

Juan was stunned for a moment, and just wanted to continue to say something, but found that the other party had hung up the phone, he looked down at the mobile phone in his hand, opened his mouth and fell into another level of confusion.

"It's in ...... Coquetry? He muttered to himself, then shrugged, "No matter, let's talk about it tomorrow." ”