If you want to fool others, of course, you have to work hard.

It took five days for Dick to stay at home, and when he was hungry, he went to the fast food restaurant next to the hotel to order a paella peculiar to Spain, and then went about his homework, and finally the effort paid off, and Dick breathed a sigh of relief at the thick stack of materials he had typed out on the cheaply bought typewriter.

Thanks to the English learning in his previous life, Dick still has a fluent English mouth, and he has also worked in foreign companies and communicated with those foreigners in real life. It's no problem to talk or anything, and there's no problem with writing, although he is now in Spain, but these European countries are basically in addition to their own language since childhood, and they will take one or two foreign languages when they are studying, and English is one of the compulsory courses, so there is no pressure on Dick to chat with other people in English.

Now this information is also typed in English, he is not worried that Cruyff can't understand, you must know that the description of Cruyff in FM is proficient in Dutch, Spanish and English, and Dutch and English belong to the same language family, and three languages are popular in the Netherlands at the same time, namely Dutch, English and German, as a Dutchman, Cruyff can't not understand English.

This thick stack of information, but it took Dick a lot of effort, he wrote out all the known tactics of Barcelona in the later generations and the training methods of La Masia after his own induction, including suggestions on how La Masia football school should train newcomers in a targeted manner, how to use Xavi and how to cultivate it, and what tactics should be used by Barcelona's first team...... It's all written down, and the whole material looks like a whole good paper on the development of Barcelona in the next ten years!

When he finished writing, Dick read it again and again, and exclaimed, "What a fucking genius I'm in!" If Cruyff didn't want to see this, it was unless he was blind! ”

Dick began to fantasize that after arriving at the place, Lao Tzu's tiger body shook up, Cruyffner bowed his head, the wheel of history rolled and turned, and Barcelona entered the era of Dream II ahead of schedule and dominated the world......

Although Dick doesn't like Barcelona very much, it seems that only Barcelona is the best choice now - Real Madrid he can't fool, this century-old store is notoriously harsh, and other Spanish clubs Dick has not yet taken it into account - in front of the top two in the Spanish Super League, other clubs are scum......

As for going to clubs in other countries...... I'm timid, I've never been abroad, and I don't dare to go!

Humming a song, Dick accidentally looked in the mirror, and then he was startled - who was this messy beard and gray hair? It's so ugly!

Then he immediately realized that it was himself - he had been working day and night for the past five days, sleeping when he was tired, and calling the small restaurant to order takeaway paella when he was hungry - and fortunately the paella still tasted very good, otherwise Dick would have vomited!

After thinking about this, Dick quickly stripped naked, ran to the bathroom under the simple shower head and took a shower happily, his hair was not too long, just comb it, and get a habit of three or seven points -, big handsome guy!

Dick has always been very confident in his appearance, with a height of one meter eighty-one, broad shoulders, everything he wears is a clothes rack, and his face is not a handsome guy but he can be regarded as a dignified appearance, not obscene at all.

Then he used the razor provided by the hotel to shave his beard clean, and after shaving, Dick touched his slightly blue chin, felt the pleasure of fresh stubble piercing his palm, and then laughed.

"Well, I don't have a lot of good clothes, but I can meet people."

In his previous life, he also worked in several foreign companies, and later he was just too lazy to live a life of intrigue in a large company to take a small civil service exam in his hometown, and eat a bowl of comfortable rice. After packing himself up with those few simple clothes, Dick walked out of the room with his simple luggage - then Lao Tzu will not live in such a small hotel, and when he becomes the head coach of the Barcelona youth team, he will live in the dormitory of La Masia Football School, and when he becomes the head coach of the Barcelona first team, I will live in a mansion!

With such ambition in mind, Dick walked out of the hallway, and a few minutes later, near the cash register, he let out a scream: "What? I only stayed for five days, and they actually charged me 50,000 pesetas! That's more than $300! So much money for such a broken hotel? Is there an additional charge for razors? Damn, the bath is free, but I've only taken one bath in the past five days, can you reduce the room fee a little? ”

When the two big men stood up in sight, Dick paid for the room in embarrassment and fled from the hotel.

"Phew!" Dick turned his head fiercely and spat at the mouth: "Fuck, when Lao Tzu is developed, I'll take down this hotel and make it a free place for Chinese tourists!" ”

After a hard time, Dick straightened his clothes and turned to go to FC Barcelona - he stopped and let out a lament: "Damn, how do I get to La Masia Football School, I don't know the fucking way!" ”

Turning his head to look inside the black inn, Dick dispelled the idea of going in and asking for directions, the best way was to take a taxi, and directly say the location, but only half of the property was left in his pocket, so Dick had to feel that he should save some money......

I knew that this hotel was so dark, so I found a cheaper place to live, I just buried my head in work, what air conditioning, TV, what a waste!

It took a long time, and finally I was on the side of the street to ask for directions to La Masia Soccer School, and then Dick boarded the tram and swayed all the way to La Masia Soccer School.

Dick's luck so far had been good, however, as he had not encountered any tricksters who had deliberately misdirected him, and after rocking on the tram for more than an hour, Dick finally reached Aristide Street, where La Masia's football school was located.

Dick breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the Spanish flag, the Barcelona flag, and the quaint buildings fluttering around La Masia's football school, and after getting off the tram, he continued to tidy up his appearance and prepared to go inside.

Then he was stopped - although La Masia Football School is not very famous now, but it is also a training camp for a big club like Barcelona, how can people go in casually?

Dick said that the two security-guard-like figures just wouldn't let him in—La Masia's soccer school wasn't denied entry, but it was either the young players and their parents, or the coach of the soccer school, or the staff who had made an appointment in advance to get in—Dick couldn't get any of them, even if he kept insisting that he had come to Cruyff to talk about something......

In desperation, Dick could only stand in the gate and wait, using the stupidest way to wait for the rabbit - he knew that Cruyff had been working at La Masia Football School, and he had to go home after work, right? He had just asked, and it was Cruyff who was working at the school today......

He waited until three o'clock in the afternoon, and then he saw a somewhat familiar guy get off the tram, and then nodded to the two security guards, and then walked in......

Dick didn't have time to think about why this guy looked familiar, so he immediately ran up and questioned the two security guards: "Didn't you say you couldn't let people in?" Why did that guy go in without any papers? ”

A security guard looked at him and replied: "That's Jose Mourinho, the assistant coach of the first team, we know him, so naturally we don't need to show my papers." ”

Dick retreated in embarrassment, and he also remembered why he thought that person was familiar - that is Mourinho, who is still eating in the first team of Barcelona!

"Damn, what a traitor is angry!" Dick muttered inwardly.

After another few dozen minutes, Dick felt that he had come to luck - because he saw two people walking out of La Masia Football School, chatting about something as they walked, one was Mourinho, who had just walked into La Masia Football School, and the other was Cruyff, the leader of La Masia Football School and the godfather behind Barcelona!

Seeing this scene, Dick immediately became excited!

Dick waited from one o'clock to four o'clock under the sun, and felt that he was about to suffer from heat stroke, and now he finally waited for Cruyff to appear, and he did not come out in a car, but came out, and this was simply an opportunity from God!

So, the two security guards who had been keeping an eye on Dick immediately saw the guy rushing towards the owner of La Masia's football school at a speed beyond the limits of human beings, putting a hand into his arms as he ran......

"Holy, terrorist!"

Two security guards at the same time - you must know that the security in Spain is not very good, the "ETA" organization is still very arrogant, and Catalonia has been clamoring for independence, which has also caused some assassinations to happen occasionally, such an Eastern face is likely to be a terrorist......

The two dutiful security guards immediately pounced, and then when the terrorists in their eyes were about to approach Cruyff and Mourinho, one of the brave security guards flew up and threw Dick, who had just shouted, "Mr. Cruyff, my name is Dick......" to the ground, and fell to the ground.

Another security guard immediately fell down, then pressed Dick's hand and shouted at Cruyff as he pressed it: "Mr. Cruyff, Mr. Mourinho, go away, this guy may be a terrorist!" ”

Cruyff was stunned for a moment, then he and Mourinho took two steps back, and then asked Mourinho suspiciously: "Uh...... José, did you hear what he just said? ”

"Not too clear." Mourinho shook his head: "I only heard him call your name and say: 'I...... Dick ......'"

"Mr. Cruyff, I ...... Dick (also meaning male sexual organ) in English? ”

Cruyff muttered to himself, a strange expression on his face......

Mourinho's expression was also strange - damn, isn't this guy some terrorist, but a? But Cruyff is not young, and he is still so charming that he can meet such a fanatical ...... What's that......

Thinking of this, Mourinho couldn't help but shudder - it's disgusting!

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