Chen Long, who had made some achievements in the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, originally thought he would spend a whole day playing with frogs, but he didn't expect that the course would be over in one morning, and he would drink Wednesday's medicine by the way...
He was holding the frog he had killed with his own hands, and was sneaking towards the school gate. When he came out, he was wearing black sunglasses, a blue sun hat on his head, and a white mask on his mouth...
This outfit is mysterious and mysterious, like a pervert with mysophobia. But this has two advantages. The first is to conceal his identity, and the second is such a bag of frogs. If others see it, he will not be afraid of being sued.
Killing living things, so it kills two birds with one stone. Otherwise, a football star who kills living things? This news is enough for him.
It was a blessing that he was not recognized by the fans. He quickly took a taxi at the door and rushed back. If someone who drank the medicine did not rush home within half an hour, it would be unthinkable. Fortunately, Canaris
, otherwise the consequences will be serious...
It is said that after Chenlong had sex at home, he received a call from Conte, asking him to go to the training ground in the afternoon. So Chenlong, who originally wanted to be lazy at home, had to ask Canaris to take him to the training ground.
No one is as leisurely as Chen Long, seems to be more leisurely than anyone else. So when all the club teammates are sweating on the court training, Chen Long is drinking tea and chatting with Conte?
We were indeed drinking tea and chatting.
What kind of blessing did this kid cultivate in his last life? He is always so right. Look at the lively chat between Ya and Conte! Marchisio, who was just suspended from the national team, looked at the two people's affectionate relationship in the distance.
, couldn't help but chatter with Elia beside him.
Elia ignored him, but Chiellini stopped, patted him on the shoulder, and said with envy: "Didn't Prandelli say that this monster should only exist in the sky? Think about it."
, Isn’t that luck enough? A little pervert from the sky..." Marchisio felt pain when he mentioned Prandelli. He had just been suspended indefinitely, and he didn’t know when Prandelli would
After releasing him from the ban, he didn't dare to curse the head coach for dismissal, right? It was all caused by himself, who can be blamed? He and Chen Long must be together, one is in the sky, and the other is in the earth...
"You know, I can't personally direct the game now, Alessio also resigned due to gambling issues, and now the team lacks a coach." Conte drank water and said leisurely.
Hey, why did the old fox tell me this? It has nothing to do with me, Chenlong thought. On the way here, Chenlong was wondering what Conti was talking to him about. He thought he was talking about gambling with her, but he heard
Conte actually talked to him about coaching matters, but he was completely confused.
Chenlong didn't know what Conti wanted to say for the time being, so he could only say oh.
"I mentioned Strini to the position of assistant coach today, so the position of technical coach is vacant again. It's really a headache to tear down one wall to make up for the other." Conte is like a nagging woman.
, said nonchalantly.
Is this asking me again or asking for my opinion? Am I so charming? Chenlong still didn't know what Conti wanted to express, so he thought in this direction.
"Originally, as a technical director, Piero could take on this job concurrently, but it is too cumbersome to allow him to compromise his talents..."
Damn, why are you talking to me about this kind of thing? The old fox is really sick today, Chen Long thought to himself.
"I have an ideal candidate in my heart..." After saying this, Conti stopped and looked at Chen Long.
Chenlong looked at those cloudy eyes and had an unknown premonition in his heart. Could it be that this guy wants me to be in charge...
Before he could finish thinking, Conte gave him the answer.
"That's you!"
Chen Long, who was sitting on the chair, guessed Conti's intention, but he was still frightened and almost fell off the chair.
I wonder, what the hell is this that allows me, a beautiful eighteen-year-old boy, to be the technical coach of those old perverts? It’s ridiculous... He himself can’t believe it.
"Don't make such a fuss. In terms of technique, no one in the team is as capable as you." Conti looked at Chen Long's surprised look and consoled him.
Chen Long calmed down and said, "Coach, aren't you trying to harm me? I'm a player, not a coach. How could I do this?" Chen Long expressed firm opposition.
He thought that if he agreed to this matter, it would be a hard job in the future. Not only would he have to come to the training ground frequently, but he would also have to train with the birdmen. When would he have time to study Chinese medicine? I won't do it. I won't do it.
Do it! Unless...
"There is a salary, but of course it is temporary. The club will find a technical coach in a short period of time." Conte saw Chen Long's thoughts and quickly made the matter clear.
"It's temporary, and there is still salary... Haha, you can consider it." When Chenlong heard that it was temporary, and there was still salary, his attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees.
, "But I have to talk to my agent about this."
When Conti heard Chen Long talking about his agent, his face immediately darkened. Conti had rarely been bullied in his life, but with Yang Ershi, he had never been able to take advantage. Instead, Yang Ershi took advantage of him.
So Yang Ershi was like a small but sharp thorn in his heart.
At this time, listening to Chen Long talking about him, he felt a kind of pain in his heart. But there was no way. Since he was Chen Long's manager, he still had to call him. So he had to take out his mobile phone and call Yang Ershi
Made a phone call.
Speaking of which, Yang Ershi, an elf, when he saw Conte's call, immediately thought that good things were coming again. What could make the head coach of Juventus call him? It was either a contract extension or an advertisement...
....
After Yang Ershi arrived, Chenlong said that he could accept the invitation, but Yang Ershi still had to deal with contract negotiations. The old fox Conti once again faced off against the little fox Yang Ershi...
Last time, the two old foxes Conte and Piero couldn't defeat the little fox together. You can imagine what the result will be for Conte, who is alone at this time.
I'll take advantage of your illness to kill you. Yang Ershi's negotiation style was straightforward and gave Conte no room for maneuver.
The training is only responsible for shooting, passing, and dribbling. Chenlong is not responsible for the rest of the defensive skills training... and Chenlong has the authority to terminate the contract at any time...
This contract was completely reasonable for Chen Long. After the negotiation, Conti was already in a cold sweat. He once again saw the shamelessness and shrewdness of the little fox.
With a weekly salary of 10,000 euros, where can any technical coach ask for such a high salary? But Chenlong is coming soon! As a technical coach for a star, it is natural for him to have this amount. This is Yang Ershi's reason.
There was no need for Conte to accept such harsh requirements, but considering Chen Long's abnormal technique, Xindao still made a good deal. Moreover, Chen Long is also the interim coach, so he can work more closely with Juventus...
...
The confused Conte had better agree to all this...
And Chen Long, who was just a player of Juventus an hour ago, is now a player and interim coach?
Damn, I'm the coach, okay, I'm going to train those disobedient old guys now. Dear Mr. Conte, I'm off to work...
Someone has already walked to the football field with very evil thoughts. At this time, Chen Long's teammates saw Chen Long walking towards them, but they didn't know yet...
