Reis Sr. may never have imagined that he would one day need to entertain the manager of Atletico Madrid.

As a goalkeeper, Lao Reis has been here for nearly eight years, and he has sent away many managers before and after, but what he said to the head coach, I am afraid that the sum of the front and back, is not more than ten sentences, and even some head coaches, Lao Reis left Atletico Madrid without having time to say hello. It is said that every club has a legendary story about the old doorman similar to the Shaolin sweeping monk. This is only half true, the old doorman is not false, and the legend is exaggerated.

Reis is not a fan of Atletico Madrid, or rather, he is not a fan at all, he cares more about his grandson going to school than football, and if he finds out that his grandson skips class to watch a game, he will definitely break his grandson's leg. Of course, if the results are outstanding, the elder Lacey does not mind leaving his old face behind and asking some big-name stars for some autographs for his grandson.

As the head coach, Lin Sen is an exception to the old Lacey, but it is not because of football, the relationship between the two began when Lin Sen was a team doctor, and he is an old acquaintance.

"Is it appropriate for you to have a head coach and ask a doorman to treat you to breakfast?" Old Lacey complained as he prepared breakfast. Due to the fact that they had just experienced a week of double matches, the team had two days off. I don't know what kind of nerves Lin Sen has, he actually came to the training base early in the morning, and he wanted to rub his breakfast with a dead face.

"How inappropriate." Regarding Lao Lei's complaints, Lin Sen, who was familiar with his character, didn't care at all, "Are your legs and feet okay?!" ”

As soon as people get old, they are prone to back pain and leg cramps, and Lao Reis is naturally no exception, since Lin Sen came to Atletico Madrid, I don't know how much less sin Lao Reis has suffered in this regard. Therefore, seeing Lao Lacey complaining, Lin Sen said directly.

"Alas. Don't say it, I've been feeling my waist sore again lately, do you want to bring me some more dried plants and plants? Just the stuff you brought last time, it just worked. As soon as he said this, old Lacey suddenly came to his senses.

"What what plants do. That's called Chinese medicine. You didn't let your son know, did you? Lin Sen took a bite of breakfast and asked casually.

"Nope." Old Lacey shook his head, "But you're ...... Although the Chinese medicine is good, it is too difficult to drink, if it is not really effective, I think you are deliberately fixing me. ”

"You can also skip it."

"Do you have any other way?"

"Nope."

Old Lacey began to sigh again, Lin Sen ignored him, took care of his own breakfast, and waited for breakfast before taking out a piece of paper from his pocket and handing it to Old Lacey.

"Here's for you."

"What's that?" Old Lacey took it and looked at it, and only understood half of it, because half of it was in Chinese, and the half that could understand was written with an address and a telephone.

"That's what a plant. In the future, you can buy it yourself, and I have already explained it to the other side. Lin Sen wiped his mouth and said.

Old Lacey's eyes lit up and he said, "You should have done this a long time ago." ”

Lin Sen smiled and didn't answer, he didn't give Lao Reis a prescription at first, not because he was afraid that the prescription would be spread, this kind of recipe is not a secret recipe in China, mainly because he was afraid that Lao Reis would buy the wrong medicine, Chinese medicine, not to mention abroad, may not be reliable in China, and it is not for nothing that there are profiteers who sell dried radish ginseng. It's just that now, Lin Sen can't take care of it.

"Gone." With that, Lin Sen walked out of the room.

"Really gone?" Old Lacey asked in the back. Lin Sen, who didn't look back, didn't answer, just waved his hand.

"It's a pity." Holding the paper left by Lin Sen and looking at Lin Sen's distant back, Lao Lacey suddenly sighed.

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Lin Sen did not go directly to his office, but went to the training ground to go around. Yesterday, the newspaper just took a photo of the meeting between Little Hill and Recino, and that night, that is, last night, Atletico Madrid announced the signing of Recino on the official website, and the signing announcement only introduced Recino, and did not mention Linsen, even a word. Leaving is a foregone conclusion, Lin Sen is not a person who likes to be sad and sad, but just like in the past, he has traveled around all over the place, and when he leaves, he gives himself more memories.

The unmanned training ground is like a stage without actors, and he always feels that something is missing, Lin Sen thought that he might be able to go around dozens of laps unconsciously, breaking his own record or something, but he didn't expect that after walking less than one lap, he felt bored. Just when Lin Sen was about to leave, he didn't expect another person to come to the training ground.

Motta.

"Early. Mr. Coach. Obviously, Mota didn't expect that he would actually run into Lin Sen, so he greeted Lin Sen from afar.

"Early." Lin Sen smiled and replied. It was an accident to meet Motta, but he was not surprised why Motta appeared here, after only a few contacts, Lin Sen already knew that this was a player who cherished his career very much, and the reason why Motta was able to be reborn after that was not a fluke.

"Together?" Running to Lin Sen's side, Mota spoke.

"Okay." Lin Sen nodded, and the two began to jog along the edge of the training ground side by side.

"What are the plans of Mr. Coach?" The two ran in silence for a few laps, and finally it was Motta who spoke first.

"Continue to be my coach." Looking at Mota, whose breath was still steady after a few laps, Lin Sen, who couldn't envy him, gasped slightly, and said: "Class A, Class B, Class D, Spain, England, Italy, Germany...... Nothing is impossible, nothing is impossible. What about you? Italy? ”

Hearing Lin Sen's last words, Mota, who had been listening calmly, suddenly widened his eyes. Due to the expiration of the contract, his agent Canovi has long been helping him contact the next club, but although there are many clubs that are willing, but few are sincere, and due to his injury history, almost all clubs are only willing to offer a short-term contract, and only one club has offered him a four-year contract, this club is from Italy.

"How do you know?" Surprised, Mota was not even given the title.

I don't know? I want to sue you, I'm afraid you don't believe it.

Lin Sen secretly smiled bitterly in his heart. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't protect himself, and that he didn't have the charm and conditions to let Motta follow him, he really wanted to keep Motta: a European champion-level midfielder, although he was not at his peak for a few years, but mainly easy to manage...... Glass properties: This is simply a bug specially designed for Lin Sen.

"The news saw it." Lin Sen slapped his eyes indiscriminately.

"What news is so accurate, who are you fooling......" Hearing Lin Sen's words, Mota didn't believe it at all, but he had already known Lin Sen's title of "God of Gamblers", and since Lin Sen didn't want to say it, he naturally didn't want to ask more. So, he changed the question: "Mr. Coach, can I ask a question?" About the treatment you gave me. ”

"It's better not to!" There is no need for Motta to elaborate, Lin Sen also knows what Mota wants to ask, after leaving Atletico Madrid, Mota is destined to be unable to continue to receive his treatment, but obviously, Mota, who knows that he has benefited, does not want to end like this, Mota obviously wants to change someone to continue to receive treatment with Lin Sen's treatment.

"Why?" Motta turned her head in surprise.

"Because only I can use it!" Lin Sen said in an affirmative tone, "If you don't believe it, you can naturally give it a try, acupuncture is not a new treatment, not only Chinese doctors, but also many Western doctors now." ”

Lin Sen's affirmative tone made Mota a little disappointed, and he suddenly fell silent.

"Thiago. Actually, your injury has fully recovered, my treatment only reduces your chances of recurrence, it doesn't change anything, steady training and the right way of playing is the key, Italy is a good place for you, the league style there suits you well, you should go. Seemingly aware of Motta's disappointment, Lin Sen continued, not a consolation, he was just telling the truth. In his memory, in the next two seasons, Motta did not experience any major injury troubles, and basically played a relatively complete season.

"Thank you." Motta nodded, finally asking no more.

"No thanks. If I have the chance, I hope we can still work together. It's over, Lin Sen said half-jokingly.

"I want to, too." Motta laughed too.

After speaking, the two fell silent again, until Lin Sen ran out of breath, and then walked to his office leisurely.

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A desk facing the door, with not much clutter on it, just an old-fashioned big-ass computer, and an unknown green potted plant. On the left side of the room is a bookcase with books related to football and Atletico Madrid. In the corner, there is a regular water dispenser. Of course, a swivel chair, which is almost a status symbol, is absolutely essential, and there is no second chair in the room, which means that only one person can sit here, no matter how many people come.

This is the manager's office.

So simple, yet so distinct.

Lin Sen vaguely remembered that when he first walked into this office, God knows where he got his confidence and vigor at that time, and he would definitely not have imagined that one day he would need to leave in disgrace, at least in the eyes of many people, and this day came so quickly. Lin Sen touched the edge of the desk and walked to his former position.

Soon, this chair will have a new butt.

Lin Sen didn't sit down, but looked out the window behind the swivel chair, below, it was the training ground, at this time, only Mota, a lonely figure was left on the training ground, running slowly......