The dining room at the Granada training base was quiet again, and several waiters were picking up plates and utensils. Then straighten out the tables and chairs in the dining room. The cooks are shabu the pans and wash the pots and pans. It seems that the work procedure and packing action of this qiē is so mechanical......

The players went to the training pitch for drill sessions. The September sun was 'unforgiving', and even though the endless white clouds and blue sky above the stadium made people look pleasant, the players were sweating profusely after three hours of rigorous training. It is inevitable that this scene will be left out in the cold.

At the training pitch, Coach Corboni was there, several assistant coaches were there, the players were there, and Kabine was on the sidelines.

Carbine's presence is a reflection of Coach Corboni's rigor to the team. He put Kirby on his side to get him used to the team's training style a little bit. Indeed, each coach has their own set of training styles, some focus on technique, some focus on physical fitness, and some focus on team cooperation.

Unfortunately for Granada's first-team players, Coach Corboni is a favourite in all three training styles. No wonder

No wonder even the white clouds and blue sky have been left out in the cold. Kabine understood the qiē and quickly understood that this was the same as the way he trained in the youth team in PSV Eindhoven. He swallowed his saliva quietly, hoping that he could cope and adapt to this qiē.

"Coach, this training is very different from what I've done before." Kabine looked at Coach Corboni.

"That difference?" Coach Corboni didn't look at Carbine.

"Hmm...... Coping with this kind of training requires strong physical fitness and tenacity. And it's easy to get hurt. Kabine said.

"Mean? Tired? Is it? ”

"That's right."

"If you're afraid of tiredness and hardship, don't be an athlete." Coach Corboni then looked at Kabine, his eyes full of doubt.

Kabine hit a big nail and it hurt! The pain made him feel that it was better to talk less at this moment, and quietly watched his teammates train. Until Coach Corboni signaled that he could leave.

There was still an hour left in the session, but Coach Corboni allowed Kabine to leave first.

The reason given by Coach Corboni is: you are still injured, go back to the hotel first, and the 'injury recovery plan' will be officially carried out tomorrow......

Kabine waved to Coach Corboni and his teammates who were still training, said goodbye, and turned to leave.

A high-end jeep was parked at the entrance of the training base, and there was one person in the car. At first glance, Kabine saw that it was the colleague who had picked him up in the morning. Before he could get any closer, the colleague got out of the car and said, "Come, I'll take you back to the hotel." ”

How much careful arrangement, is it the arrangement of Coach Corboni? Or is it the receptionist's arrangement? Kabine raised his own questions.

'It's Miss Teese's arrangement, she's in charge of the youth players and she's managing them very well. After the colleague finished speaking, he started the jeep and drove away from the training base.

It turned out to be Miss Tess's arrangement, and Carbine thought about it, but still missed her. You should go back to the hotel and have a good review.

The jeep came to a steady stop and stopped in front of the hotel. After getting out of the car, a colleague asked Kabi if he needed to take him up. Kabine said that he didn't need to thank him, and the colleague left a sentence: I will pick you up during this time...... After that, he got into a jeep and drove away, but the car did not raise a single bit of dust.

Passing by the door of the hotel, Cabine looked at the doorman again. He smiled at him, walked farther and farther away, got into the elevator, and went back to his room.

The room had been cleaned, the quilts and sheets had been refurbished, the utensils were properly arranged, and a newspaper from the waiter had been placed on the low table. Kabine went up and took a look, it was a sports newspaper. He didn't hesitate to flip through the newspaper until he reached the football section before stopping. It's okay not to look at it, but it seems to be angry when you look at it.

[German Rising Talent.] Shadugir. Moved to La Liga. Entering Atletico Madrid]

These twenty-one words are Kabine's nightmare, and Shadugir is even more of Kabine's lingering nightmare.

A year ago,

Twenty-year-old Kabine, twenty-year-old Shadugir.

An all-round midfielder waiting to be released, a dazzling genius striker.

Meet the European Championships - Youth Finals.

One in a French blue jersey and captain, and the other in a German white jersey and captain.

One has a gold medal around his neck, and the other holds a silver medal.

Carbine is holding a silver medal. And the gold medal hanging around his neck, and the one who holds the trophy is Shadugir.

That day, that night, that final.

Kirbine's left arm is wrapped around the captain's armband, his right wrist is clasped with a white bracer, and his super soul feet and trembling body are ready for this battle. However, the appearance of talented German striker Shadugir initially put a heavy question mark on the outcome of that night's final. But only at the beginning, and then there were no question marks.

Shadugir, cheetah's speed, unbridled footwork, ghostly intersperses, provocative man-ball splitting, and a keen sense of smell in front of goal. He performed as well as he could. He's reminiscent of that alien man!

And Kabine, who threw the proudest arc, was defused. The most confident through plug was passed and intercepted. Use the most flexible running position and be seen through. Slipped out of the sharpest tackle and was dunked again.

Kabine was defeated, he defended and couldn't stop Shadugir's menacing momentum. He attacked, piercing the iron walls of the German team. He questioned that he was not good enough, maybe he was wrong, maybe his old enemy Shadugir was too strong.

Cabine came to his senses, crumpled the newspaper with one palm, and threw it on the ground without looking at it again.

Suddenly, the phone rang for that pleasant and touching love song...... It rang.

"Hey, who is it?" Kirbine's breath was still not exhausted.

"It's me. How? Don't remember me in just a few days? "It's not Mr. Haas, it's Widson.

Widson is a good friend of Kirbine's age, a Scotsman. They trained together in the Eindhoven youth team, and the two usually had the most fun. When Kabine told Sù Widson that he wanted to change clubs, Widson was depressed for several days.

I just died in love, but suddenly I heard the voice of my friend, just like seeing a clear spring in the Sahara desert.

Kirbine flirted and said, "Hey, are you okay?" I haven't practiced with you during this time, and I can't beat you with football, so I'm really not used to it! Ha~ha. ”

Widson laughed and said, "You bastard, you used to use me as a live target in every training session, and practiced fancy moves on me, such as oxtail and Marseille whirl. It's good now, you're not here, and I don't have to be insulted by your skills. ”

"If you want me to insult you again with my skills, then come and see me when you have time," Kabine said. Big deal, I'll get the ticket. ”

"Is it a round-trip ticket? Do you have accommodation? Ha~ha. Widerson asked with a smile.

Carbine said: "You bastard, of course it's a round-trip ticket, I'll definitely cover the accommodation." Come over as long as you're free. Do you hear that? ”

Widson said: "You know, you know, if I don't have a game and I have time, I'm going to come over, don't worry," Widson said. Hey...... Listening to your boy's tone, it seems that the annual salary offered to you by the Granada team this time is not low. Heh~Heh, how much? ”

Carbine said: "Two million euros! ”

Widson was not surprised, adding: "You are in the youth team of PSV Eindhoven, you remember correctly. The annual salary is 150,000 euros.

It goes up to two million euros in one transfer, and you still say you're not a jerk. Bastard! ”

In fact, what the annual salary is, Kabine doesn't particularly care.

Trying to secure his place in the first team is the first priority for Carbine.

Of course, that will have to wait until the injury has healed.

Kirbine said angrily: "Stinky boy! You come here too, you may get an annual salary of five million. Come here. ”

Widerson said, "No, no. I'm afraid I'll steal your starting spot. ”

Kabine smiled and said, "Are you sick?" I'm playing in midfield, you're playing as wing-back. How do you grab my starting spot? After speaking, he laughed louder, and there was a kind of complete relaxation in his voice.

Widerson said, "Just laugh." Do you know? Shadugil, like you, also went to La Liga. Joined Atletico Madrid. You're going to be out of luck, and your old enemies are starting to haunt you like a ghost. ”

Carbine felt that this was not right for him, and said indignantly: "I lost the last final. The reason for the loss is not necessarily that Shadugir is too strong, maybe it is that our whole team is too underweight. Since everyone is in La Liga now, all right. I'm looking forward to facing Shadugir again in the league next time. ”

Widerson said, "Don't be angry, I'm definitely going to support you." Remember to take good care of your injuries now, adjust your preparation and make your league debut. If you have a good watch, you are not afraid of being robbed of the election. Got it? ”

"I understand," said Kabine. But I just want to ask, when I was in the youth team of PSV Eindhoven in the past, why was your place so often snatched up? He laughed.

Listening to the joke made by Carbine, Widson gave a response that showed that they had a tacit understanding: "Well, I hope you can be a substitute ...... every game this season" After saying this, he smiled cheaply.

"you, you're the substitute. Be careful that I don't have a ticket. Kirby's inner threat brings out a general playful feeling.

"Although my annual salary is not as much as yours, two air tickets are ...... for me Piece of cake. Widson said.

Kirbine walked over to the table, poured a glass of water, and took a sip.

said, "Okay, so be it." I mean, come and see me when you have time. When I get better, my coach allows me and I have time, I'll go back to Eindhoven to find you. ”

"Okay, talk counts!"

"Definitely, it must count."

"Alright, so be it, come on. Bow! ”

"Well, come on. Bow! ”

The other end of the phone was silent, quiet, and the room was quiet, quiet.

Putting down the phone, Carbinay seemed to be thinking about something again, remembering what Widson had said, remembering the crumpled paper, he picked it up and flipped to the page on which Shadugir was reported. He carefully read the details inside: [Prey of the giants] [15 million euros sold] [Atletico Madrid's future core] and so on. I also found a brief interview with Shadugir in the lower right of the whole page, and Kabine read it word by word. Suddenly, his eyeballs, which were moving from left to right, stopped, between two lines of text:

The reporter asked, "What made you come to La Liga?" 】

Shadugir said, "Because there's an interesting opponent here. 】