Chapter 4 Young man, I see you with exquisite bones
Update time:2013-03-02
"Hell, you didn't even let me in!" Dick stood at the gate of the Castilla youth training camp and roared: "You arrogant bastards, one day I will let you know how much you have missed.
Great coach!”
The security guard who was also standing at the gate of Castilla laughed: "That's enough, Chinese... We also know what happened outside the Barcelona youth training camp. It's not enough to go to Barcelona to deceive and kidnap.
You want to come to our Real Madrid youth training camp to deceive you? Do you really think that we Real Madrid people are fools?"
"Your sister Cruyff! This is a desperate plan!"
Dick figured out what was going on in a flash. Cruyff was probably worried that he would tell Real Madrid the direction of Barcelona's youth training, so that Real Madrid would also be prepared for it - although Real Madrid is unlikely to learn from Lamar
The training method of the West Asian Football School, but the cautious Cruyff still took precautions and simply spread the news, portraying Dick as a charlatan, and directly cut off Dick's path to playing for Real Madrid!
But even so, in addition to hating Barcelona, Dick also hates Real Madrid - why are these giants in this world people who label people without investigation? As long as there is a team that I can lead,
I can help them achieve better results! Now you actually...
After reluctantly leaving the Castilla Youth Training Camp, Dick found that he had no choice but to spend half of his money on accommodation, so he found a place outside the La Masia Football School.
After staying one night, he took a bus from Barcelona to Madrid... He still had less than a thousand pesetas left. Even if he stayed in the cheapest hotel, he would probably spend it all in a few days.
Already...
Damn it, what should I do next?
Dick began to worry about the rest of his life. He walked all the way to Cibeles Square in a daze. Dick began to look at the pool in a daze. He had never thought about committing suicide, but what to do next was also
A difficult problem.
Then try your luck at other clubs? This may be a good idea. After all, there are not many teams in Madrid. In addition to Real Madrid, there are two La Liga teams: Atletico Madrid and Rayo Vallecano. There are also satellite cities around Madrid.
There is Getafe, but will there really be a chance if you go there? Not to mention that Barcelona may have made it known to all the clubs that he is a liar, even if he has a FIFA A-level coaching certificate
, as a Chinese, I am afraid that he will not be able to get any chance in such a team...
What should I do, what should I do, what should I do? Should I go to Chinatown and find a job washing dishes first and support myself first? Then I can take a good coaching course? At this time, Dick really felt that he would regret less when the book is used. If he
If you have some ability in training, you probably won't be kicked out by Barcelona...
But God, since you let me come to Spain fourteen years later and gave me a FIFA A-level coaching qualification certificate, why don’t you just give me the corresponding coaching skills? Even if you give me a
There are ready-made jobs, whether it is directly being the head coach of a club like Tang En, or directly owning a club like Xiao Ming! Of course, the best thing is to be like Jose, who has a start-up worth 200 million US dollars.
In terms of funds, I am definitely better at it than those guys!
Just as Dick was complaining in his heart, a voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Young man, I think you have good bones and are a good candidate to be a coach. I have a few secret books here. Since we are destined, I will sell them to you for a thousand pesetas!"
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At first, when the voice sounded behind him, Dick didn't pay attention. There were many tourists in Cibeles Square and there were quite a lot of noisy sounds. It was normal for any sound to come. There were several people who wanted to hear it before.
The tourist who was filming came to ask him to give in. Dick, who was in a bad mood, just pretended not to hear...
But he soon became excited - not only did he hear the other party's words clearly, but also because the other party said this in Chinese...
Dick quickly looked back, and then he smelled a sour smell that he didn't know what it was like - well, it was very similar to the smell of not taking a shower for the past five days...
Then he saw a dirty old man. In a daze, Dick thought he had suddenly traveled to the world of "Kung Fu", where a wretched old beggar was selling him incomprehensible martial arts secrets.
So Dick immediately lowered his head and looked at himself. Fortunately, he was still the same as before, not the little kid with a runny nose in "Kung Fu".
At this time, Dick had time to look at the other person. He was a beggar, an old beggar, a typical Chinese beggar. He was wearing a dirty cotton-padded jacket on a hot day, his dark face was covered with dust, and his face was covered with dust.
The beard is shaved off and the hair is messy.
"Uncle, are you talking to me?"
Dick didn't cover his nose and step back. In his previous life, he had a lot of experience. After returning to his hometown to become a civil servant, he worked in an aid station. He saw a lot of dirty homeless people. He was nothing.
He was a mysophobic person, so he didn't look too surprised when he saw this strange old beggar, but asked.
"Yes, young man, do you want to be a top head coach? You can pick out a secret book for one thousand pesetas!"
The old beggar waved what he had on hand. Dick looked at it carefully and saw that there were quite a few. Four or five so-called secret books were unfolded in the hands of the old beggar like poker cards. There were various large characters on the cover: "Twain Becomes Famous"
"The Road", "Crazy Li's Coaching Career", "How Xiao Ming was made", "I am Jose, this is my story"...
"What a mess..." Dick muttered, and then he quickly realized - isn't it abnormal for such a weird beggar to appear in this situation? He was baffled.
He has traveled through time. Could it be that this old beggar is the culprit of his traveling through time, and then after hearing his complaints, he comes to give him some kind of compensation...
Thinking of this, Dick immediately became excited and his tone changed: "Old...Old sir, are you saying that these secrets can make people become a top coach?"
"That's right." Seeing Dick talking to him, the old beggar seemed very happy: "I have always been a childlike child! Take a look at this book, "Twain's Road to Fame", if you buy this book
, then you will directly become the head coach of a professional club like Tang En... "How Xiao Ming was made", with this cheat book, you will directly become the owner of a professional club! "
"I Am Jose" is slightly worse, but there will be a start-up capital of 20 million US dollars in the initial stage. If you use it well, it can easily turn into more than ten times the profit! But I recommend that you still buy this book "Madman"
"Lee's Coaching Career", with this book, you will have an infinitely powerful football modifier!"
When Dick heard these words, he couldn't help but be overjoyed - he had no doubt that this person was lying to him, after all, it was Spain in 1999! These four people...the authors he knew
, they are probably still reading in obscurity, and don’t even know that there is such a thing as online novels. Apart from this old beggar being a certain big shot in the world who allowed him to time travel, there are other people who know about Tang En and Xiao.
Ming, Jose and Crazy Lee?
This is the god who came to rescue you!
"Can I want them all?" Dick asked cautiously. If I could want them all, there would be a club, start-up capital, and modifiers... Damn it, that wouldn't be enough to sweep the world away!
"I'll give you a full discount, 3,800 pesetas." The old beggar said with a smile.
"Cheap, really cheap." Dick nodded quickly, what can 3,800 pesetas do? It's less than thirty dollars, which is enough for a bowl of paella...
After putting his hands in his pockets, Dick broke out in a cold sweat - because he remembered at this moment that he didn't even have one thousand pesetas in his pocket, let alone 3,800 pesetas... He had
After eating a bowl of paella, I still had 888 pesetas left in my hand, a very auspicious number...
"What's wrong?" the old beggar asked strangely.
"I... don't have enough money... Why don't you give it to me on credit first..." Dick said with an embarrassed look.
"Go away, we don't accept credit in this store." The old beggar's originally smiling face suddenly changed.
"How about you wait for me for a day? I'll find a place to work and make money to buy everything!" Dick thought of another idea.
Who would have thought that as soon as he said these words, the old beggar who was standing quietly in front of him raised his hand and took out a dusty stick from nowhere. After saying "Ada", he followed Dick's instructions.
There was a violent twitching in the head, shoulders and other places!
While whipping the old beggar, he seemed to be cursing angrily: "Asshole! You actually want me to wait for you all day! I kill hundreds of thousands of people every minute, how easy is it for me to go down to earth for such a trivial thing like yours! You actually still do it?
You want me to wait for you for a day! It’s only been a few days, and you’ve spent a hundred thousand pesetas and not even a thousand is left! What’s the point of not eating it? Why don’t you have any left? Now I want to be embarrassed in front of these bastards from the West.
Yes! How do you think I got here? If that little girl hadn’t had a good relationship with me, would I have been able to come to the Western territory? Do you know that giving it to you directly is breaking the rules! I gave it to you after a deal so that I wouldn’t let those people
Bastard knows! If I lose now, I will let you go to the eighteenth level of hell!"
The old beggar used the stick in his hand like Sun Wukong's golden cudgel. Every blow hit Dick exactly where it hurt most. Dick was beaten until he screamed in agony. However, all the tourists around him seemed to have become
Like a deaf and blind man, he could not see the atrocities of this old beggar at all...
Seeing this, Dick was even more sure that this old beggar must be a guy with great power, otherwise he wouldn't be able to do these incredible things, so he gave up asking for help, but Dick is indeed a man.
Big bitch, while protecting his vital parts, he also stared at the few secret books that the old beggar threw casually on the ground. While beating them, he rolled towards the secret books pretending to avoid them.
In the past, I wanted to secretly hide one or two books...
Just when he secretly stretched out his hand to grab a book in his hand, the stick in the old beggar's hand hit the back of his hand accurately. Dick felt pain and his hand immediately shrank. At this time, the old beggar seemed to have appeared.
I'm angry enough and won't hit him anymore...
After getting up, Dick felt that there was no pain all over his body, but there was no scar at all. When he took a breath, he couldn't help but start to curse himself in his heart: "Fuck
, what kind of paella did I eat before? I can’t starve to death even if I just buy a piece of bread. If I eat less paella, I’ll get the money for the secret book!”
ps: Yesterday, my brothers were really awesome. I collected 1,200 collections in one day. I will continue to send you three chapters today~
