If you want to fool others, of course you have to work hard.
It took Dick a full five days. He didn't leave the house. When he was hungry, he went to the fast food restaurant next to the hotel and ordered a Spanish unique paella to fill his stomach. Then he continued to work on his homework. Finally, his hard work paid off.
, looking at the thick stack of information typed out by the typewriter he bought cheaply, Dick let out a sigh of relief.
Thanks to his English learning in his previous life, Dick still speaks fluent English, and he has also worked in foreign companies and communicated with foreigners in real life. There is no problem with conversation, and there is no problem with writing. Although he is now
It's in Spain. However, in these European countries, in addition to their own language, basically they will learn one or two foreign languages when they are studying. English is one of the compulsory courses, so chatting with other people in English, Dick is
No pressure.
Now this information is also typed in English. He is not worried that Cruyff cannot understand it. 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.
Language family, three languages are popular in the Netherlands at the same time, namely Dutch, English and German. As a Dutchman, Cruyff cannot not understand English.
This thick stack of information took Dick a lot of effort. He summarized the known tactics of Barcelona's later generations and La Masia's training methods and wrote them all down, including suggestions.
How La Masia Football School should train new players in a targeted manner, how to use and train Xavi, what tactics the Barcelona first team should use...it's all written down, and after reading the entire information, it's a whole article
Good paper on Barcelona's development over the next ten years!
After finishing writing, Dick read it again from the beginning and exclaimed: "I am such a fucking genius! If Cruyff is not moved after seeing this, it must be that he is blind!"
Dick began to imagine that after arriving at the place, I would vibrate, Cruyff bowed his head, the wheels of history were turning, and Barcelona would enter the second dream era ahead of schedule and dominate the world...
Although Dick doesn't like Barcelona very much, it seems that only Barcelona is the best choice now - Real Madrid can't be fooled by him. This century-old club is famous for being harsh, and Dick has not yet placed any other clubs in Spain.
In the eyes - in front of the top two of the Western Premier League, all other clubs are scum...
As for going to clubs in other countries... I'm timid and have never been abroad, so I don't dare to go!
Dick, who was humming, accidentally looked in the mirror, and then he was shocked - who is this guy with a messy beard and gray hair? It's so ugly!
Then he immediately realized that it was him - he had been working day and night for the past five days. When he was tired, he would take a nap, and when he was hungry, he would call the small restaurant and order take-out paella. Fortunately,
The seafood rice still tastes very good, otherwise Dick would have vomited after eating it!
After thinking about this, Dick quickly took off his clothes, ran to the bathroom and took a quick shower under the simple nozzle. His hair was not long yet, so he just combed it and got used to it.
Points - Damn, what a handsome guy!
Dick has always been very confident about his appearance. He is 1.81 meters tall, has broad shoulders, and looks good in everything he wears. His face is not considered handsome, but he can still be considered handsome, and he is not vulgar at all.
Then he used the razor provided by the hotel to shave his beard cleanly. After shaving, Dick touched his slightly blue chin, feeling the pleasure of fresh beard stubble piercing his palm, and then
He laughed out loud.
"Well, although I don't have many good clothes, I can still meet people."
In his previous life, he also worked in several foreign companies. Later, he was just too lazy to live a life of intrigues in big companies, so he took the exam as a civil servant in his hometown. He served a bowl of comfortable rice and ate it. Dick naturally knew that during the interview,
You don’t have to be well-dressed, but you must be neat and pay attention to details—foreigners all agree with this. After tidying himself up with those simple clothes, Dick carried his simple clothes
The luggage walked out of the room - I won't stay in a small hotel like this anymore. When I become the head coach of the Barcelona youth team, I will live in the dormitory of La Masia Football School. When I become the head coach of the Barcelona first team,
I want to live in a mansion!
With such ambition, Dick walked out of the corridor. A few minutes later, he screamed near the cashier: "What? I've only been here for five days, and they want to charge me 50,000 pesetas! This
But it’s more than three hundred dollars! How much does it cost for such a shabby hotel? Is the razor charged separately? Damn, bathing is free. I only took one bath in the past five days. Can I reduce the rent a little?
?”
When the two burly men stood up in sight, Dick paid the room price in embarrassment and escaped from the hotel.
"Bah!" Dick turned around and spat: "Damn it, when I get rich, I will buy this hotel for Chinese tourists to stay for free!"
After making a fuss, Dick straightened his clothes, then turned around and prepared to go to FC Barcelona - he stopped as soon as he took a step and let out a sigh: "Damn it, how do I get to La Masia Football School?
You don’t fucking know the road!”
Turning around and taking a look inside the somewhat dark hotel, Dick gave up the idea of going in and asking for directions. Originally, the best way was to take a taxi and just tell him the location. However, he only had half of his property left in his pocket.
Dick had to feel that he should use it sparingly...
If I had known this hotel was so dark, I would have found a cheaper place to stay. I just immersed myself in work. There were no air conditioners or TVs. What a waste!
After spending a long time, he finally asked for directions to La Masia Football School on the street. Then Dick boarded the tram and staggered all the way to La Masia Football School.
But so far, Dick's luck has been pretty good. He hasn't encountered any troublemakers who deliberately pointed him in the wrong direction. After shaking on the tram for more than an hour, Dick finally arrived at Aristides Street and La Masia Football School.
It is located here.
When he saw the Spanish flag, the Barcelona team flag and the antique buildings flying around the La Masia Football School, Dick breathed a sigh of relief. After getting off the tram, he continued to tidy up his appearance and prepared to go
Went inside.
Then he was stopped - although La Masia Football School is not very famous now, it is still a training camp for a big club like Barcelona. How could someone just enter it casually?
Dick tried hard to argue, but the two security-like figures refused to let him in - it was not that La Masia Football School refused to let anyone in, but those who could enter were either young players and their parents, or the coaches of the football school, or else
It was the staff who had made appointments in advance to do things - Dick couldn't get through any of them, even if he kept emphasizing that he was here to talk to Cruyff about something, it was useless...
In desperation, Dick could only stand at the gate and wait, using the stupidest way to wait and see - he knew that Cruyff had been working at the La Masia football school, so he had to go home after get off work, right? He just asked, Cruyff is working in the school today...
He waited until three o'clock in the afternoon, and then he saw a familiar guy getting off the tram, then nodded to two security guards, and then walked in...
For a moment, Dick didn't have time to think about why this guy looked familiar. He immediately ran up and questioned the two security guards: "Didn't you say no one can come in? Why did that guy just go in without any ID?"
A security guard glanced at him and then replied: "That's the assistant coach of the first team, Jose Mourinho. We know him, so naturally we don't need to show his ID."
Dick retreated in embarrassment. At this time, he also remembered why he felt that the man looked familiar - that is Mourinho, who is still working in the Barcelona first team!
"Damn, what a traitor!" Dick muttered in his heart.
After a few more minutes, Dick felt that he was lucky - because he saw two people walking out of the La Masia Football School, chatting about something while walking. One of them had just walked into the La Masia Football School.
Soon after Mourinho, the other one was the leader of La Masia Football School and Cruyff, the godfather behind Barcelona!
Seeing this scene, Dick immediately became excited!
Waiting from one o'clock to four o'clock under the bright sun, Dick felt that he was about to have a heat stroke. Now he finally waited until Cruyff showed up, and he didn't drive out in a car, but walked out. This was simply a gift from God.
What a chance!
As a result, the two security guards who had been paying attention to Dick immediately saw this guy running towards the owner of La Masia Football School at a speed that exceeded human limits. While running, he put one hand in
In my own arms...
"Holy shit, terrorists!"
The two security guards were excited 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 rebellion, which has also caused some assassinations.
It also happens occasionally that such an oriental face is likely to be a terrorist...
Two dedicated security guards immediately swooped over, and when the terrorists in their eyes were about to approach Cruyff and Mourinho, one of the brave security guards swooped over and shouted out: "
Mr. Cruyff, my name is Dick..." Dick was thrown to the ground, and his mouth was full of mud.
Another security guard immediately fell down, and then pressed Dick's hand firmly. While pressing it, he shouted at Cruyff: "Mr. Cruyff, Mr. Mourinho, go away, this guy"
Might be a terrorist!"
Cruyff was stunned for a moment, then he and Mourinho took two steps back together, and then asked Mourinho doubtfully: "Uh... Jose, did you hear clearly what he just said?"
"Not too clear." Mourinho shook his head: "I just heard him calling your name, and then said: 'I... Dick...'"
"Mr. Cruyff, I...dick (also means male sexual organ in English)?"
Cruyff murmured to himself, with a strange expression on his face...
Mourinho's expression was also very strange - Damn, isn't this guy a terrorist, but a gay? But Cruyff is not young anymore, and he is so charming that he can meet him
This kind of fanaticism... what...
Mourinho couldn't help but shudder when he thought of this - it's so disgusting!
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