Chapter 5 Won't you lead the team to victory without training?
Update time:2013-03-02
"How much money do you have left on you?" the old beggar put away the stick he had pulled out from nowhere, and then asked Dick.
"Eight hundred and eighty-eight." Dick replied shamefully, and then he immediately said to the old beggar: "Uh... Boss, what do you want the money for? Just give it to me, and I will give it to you every time in the future.
During the New Year and the holidays, I offer a big pig head to you..."
"I stopped eating fireworks a long time ago!" The old beggar hit Dick on the head again, then took out a cigar from somewhere, and with a flick of his finger, a flame popped out and lit the cigar.
, after taking a deep breath, the old beggar said: "You know what the heck! I made a bet with these guys in the West this time, betting that you can beat all the head coaches in the West! Who knew you were so good?
It's useless, so I will find a way to come down to earth and help you cheat... However, if these things are given to you directly, these guys in the West will know about it. You must know that the East and the West are basically on the same page.
, I am able to come here this time only because this little girl helped me."
The old beggar pointed casually, and Dick's eyes widened, because the old beggar was pointing to the statue of the goddess Sibeles on the square...
"Wow, this boss is so powerful. He actually has a concubine in the West..." An obscene thought came to Dick's mind.
The old beggar glared at him, obviously knowing what he was thinking, but he didn't say anything else, but explained in detail: "If you buy it from me, I can make a pass, those guys
You may not be able to detect it, and even if you notice it, I can hide it. However, if I give it to you directly, it will directly break the rules. Those guys may choose one of the Western coaches to be their spokesperson...
In this case, I'm afraid I will lose in the end, so no matter what, I can only sell it to you, not give it to you."
"But I don't have enough money." Dick said like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water: "Give me a day or two and I might be able to make money, but if you want it now, you can kill me."
"Okay, eight hundred and eighty-eight will be eight hundred and eighty-eight." The old beggar sighed, and had nothing to say to a green-skinned man like Dick: "I can't give you the secret book, so I can only give it to you.
It’s just a gadget... What are you doing standing around here? Bring me the money!"
Dick blankly handed over all the remaining property he had. The old beggar took it and counted it. Then he took two handfuls from his pocket and threw something over.
This thing drew a parabola in the sky, shining brightly under the sun.
Dick subconsciously stretched out his hand to pick it up, but the thing seemed to have spirituality and was put directly on the index finger of his right hand. When the ray of light appeared, Dick saw clearly that it turned out to be just a seemingly invisible weapon.
Just like an ordinary ring...
"This is..." Dick asked.
"A little gadget, when you become the head coach, you will get some rewards before the start of each season. It's up to you how to use it. And after each game, you may get some rewards. Then you
Read the instruction manual by yourself. I don’t have much time. I’m leaving now. Please give me a try. If you don’t defeat all the Western coaches, I can tell you responsibly that after you die, you will be miserable.
miserable!"
Dick shuddered, and then immediately shouted loudly: "But I'm not the head coach yet! No one wants me!"
The old beggar who was about to turn around and leave stopped, and then left a message: "Go and see another team in Madrid, you should have a chance."
After saying this, the old beggar walked into the crowd of tourists, and the next moment, he disappeared from Dick's eyes.
Rubbing his eyes, Dick was finally sure that the old beggar had disappeared. Then he looked at his right hand. The ring was still on his right index finger, but the color had dimmed, like a ring.
Just like an ordinary ring.
Dick sat down as if no one else was around. He needed time to sort out his thoughts. What happened just now was too unacceptable. Although Dick was more nervous, he still needed to sort out his thoughts...
After thinking blankly for a long time, Dick finally figured out some of the context.
This old beggar must be some kind of god or something - in any case, he is someone who has mastered some unpredictable things in this world.
This old beggar belonged to the Eastern camp, and he made a bet with the same gods in the Western camp, thinking that he could beat the top football coaches in the West. As for why he was chosen, Dick didn't know.
Yes, maybe it was because of the complaint before going to bed.
When he found out that he was just an armchair strategist, the old beggar who didn't want to lose started to cheat - he temporarily deceived the gods of the West through his concubine in the West, and then planned to help him cheat, but because of
I didn’t have enough money on hand so I only gave myself this little gadget...
Although it is a gadget, in the eyes of such a "god", a gadget must have its own merits! In order not to lose, if this god takes the risk to come down to earth to help him, it will definitely not be anything bad.
It's a painless thing, even if it's not as powerful as that modifier, it's definitely a killer!
Thinking of this, Dick couldn't help laughing up to the sky: "If you have the ring in your hand, I have the world!"
The tourists around saw a guy sitting on the ground suddenly burst into laughter like a convulsion, and they all looked away. A policeman patrolling nearby finally couldn't help but walked over, stood in front of Dick and asked: "
Sir, you..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Dick quickly raising his head and asking him: "Mr. Police, how can I get to the headquarters of Atletico Madrid Club?"
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As he strode down Delpuerto Avenue, Dick was filled with great confidence - even though he didn't know the purpose of the ring yet, he had immense confidence that this was the path paved by the gods for him.
As long as there is a position suitable for his ability, Dick will be confident to become a top head coach!
He knows all the future stars in the next ten years and the development of tactics in the next ten years. What he lacks now is just coaching experience. As long as he has enough accumulation, he will be able to obtain and
The protagonists of those online novels are just as brilliant, or even have a brighter future!
What he wants now is just a starting point!
The Atletico Madrid headquarters located at No. 67 Del Puerto Avenue will be the starting point of his brilliant career.
When he arrived at the Atletico Madrid headquarters with the Atletico Madrid flag flying, Dick did not go in rashly. Instead, he directly approached the receptionist in the lobby and expressed that he wanted to meet the owner of Atletico Madrid.
Well, I have come to apply for the position of head coach of the Atletico Madrid youth team...
Being able to say such words with such confidence, Dick was naturally confident - you must know that just before he asked the policeman where the headquarters of Atletico Madrid Club was, he heard two people who looked like Atletico Madrid.
Tourists who are fans of Atletico Madrid mentioned during the chat that Pedro Yarrow of the Atletico Madrid youth team resigned as the head coach of the Atletico Madrid youth team due to illness. Now the Atletico Madrid youth team is looking for a new head coach.
.
Since there was a vacancy and the old beggar's reminder before leaving, Dick naturally thought of this.
There is nothing wrong with being the head coach of a youth team, and Atletico Madrid... hum, they will be in a mess next season. If you perform well in the youth team, it is very likely that you will become a coach.
The firefighting coach of the first team!
Such a position seems to be much better than the previous idea of being a youth team coach in Barcelona and waiting for the opportunity. Although Atletico Madrid is the third strongest in La Liga in terms of results, their boss Hill is a moody person.
If people can do what they like, their position may be more stable...
The most important thing is that Hill is a chairman who fires coaches as much as he eats them. It seems that he has a better chance of becoming the head coach of the first team when he is hanging out at Atletico Madrid!
Seeing the calm look on the uninvited guest's face, the receptionist did not dare to neglect, and immediately called the club. After putting down the phone, the receptionist gave Dick a strange look, and then said: "
Sir, Mr. Chairman, please come in... The innermost office on the left side of the second floor is Mr. Chairman's office."
"Thank you." Dick nodded to the receptionist calmly, and then strode towards the stairs.
Although there was no expression on his face, Dick felt happy in his heart - he was able to meet the other club president so smoothly! This was a treatment that he had never thought of before in Barcelona and Real Madrid. It seemed that it might be the one who
The god did him a favor and made Hill agree to meet him as if he had taken a hallucinogenic drug...
No matter how smart Hill is, he is not a professional football person. How can he still not be able to persuade this chairman who is famous for his tyranny just by relying on his sharp tongue?
To deal with such a person, you can easily get close to him as long as you give him what he likes and at the same time make him unable to feel any malice. The more such a person is, the more he appreciates a simple and direct opponent without too many problems.
Flowery intestines.
However, after meeting Hill, Dick knew that he might be wrong.
"Are you the Chinese who wanted to join Barcelona after cheating on Cruyff, but was found out and kicked out?"
Although Jesus Gil has a great name - jesus and "Jesus" are homophones in Spanish - there is never a trace of the kindness of Jesus in his actions, and his
His appearance is definitely not that of a kind-hearted person, but rather a rugged face. Although he is not young, he still looks extremely domineering.
Now the chairman who was domineering in La Liga and had no gentlemanly manners just stared at Dick in front of him and asked such a sentence that was definitely not polite.
"Those people are liars! They defrauded me of the youth team training plan, and they are also a group of liars with no vision... Yes, I can't train, but what's wrong if I can't train? If I can't train, I can't lead the team.
To win? As long as you give me a team and in three years at most, I can crush Barcelona under my feet!"
Dick's anger burst out, and the question "Can't you lead the team to win if you don't know how to train?" has been lingering in his heart for a long time, and now is the time to burst out!
He doesn't care about anything anymore, all he wants is a chance to coach, an opportunity to show off his talents!
Now he is penniless, with the bowl of paella in his stomach still from this morning. He has no place to sleep at night, a real desperate situation!
