From coaching Real Madrid

Western suburbs of Madrid, La Finca luxury area.

Casillas had just come back from outside. As soon as he entered the door, he sat on the sofa in the reception area and looked directly at the outdoor swimming pool. His eyebrows were tightly closed and he looked sad.

His reporter girlfriend Sara Carbonero was swimming in the swimming pool outside at this time, looking like a mermaid and extremely charming.

But this did not eliminate Casillas' inner anxiety at all.

He was already on vacation and was going to report to the national team in two days to prepare for the European Cup in mid-June, but last night he received a call from Valdano asking him to go to the Bernabeu today.

At that time, Real Madrid's coaching team was still in Cheshire, England.

This matter is not that simple.

But today I went to the Bernabeu and talked with Valdano, and things didn't seem so complicated.

Casillas has a headache now.

"What's the matter, dear?"

Sara Carbonero in the swimming pool spotted Casillas coming back. She stopped and climbed on the shore, showing off her beautiful figure unscrupulously, and asked with a seductive smile.

Originally, at this time, Casillas should be very excited, but today he seems to have no interest.

"It's nothing, there are some things, you can swim for a while by yourself." Casillas said softly.

In front of Sarah, he was always gentle and soft-spoken.

Sala knew that he went to the Bernabeu, and also knew that Real Madrid's coaching team had just returned from Cheshire, England, and immediately called Casillas over. There must be something going on.

You know, in Real Madrid, the captain's responsibility is heavier than that of other teams.

When she thought of this, Sara had no idea of ​​continuing to swim. She climbed up directly, picked up the bath towel, wiped her body, and walked towards Casillas.

"Dear, is there something wrong with the selection?" Sarah asked with concern.

"No, what could go wrong?"

"Then why do you look so worried?" Sara had already arrived in front of Casillas, and the towel fell to the ground. She stood in front of him so cutely, reaching out and gently rubbing his forehead.

Meishan, asked distressedly.

"The coach has reached an agreement," Casillas said.

Sara chuckled, "Isn't this great? You said before that Gao Shen had a very good relationship with you. Now that he is back, you are the captain of the team. With your relationship, can't we work together better?

?”

Casillas nodded, "That's what I said, but..."

"What's the matter?"

Casillas raised his head and looked at the beauty who was close to Chi Chi. He gently pulled her and with a squeak, she was pulled into the arms of the Real Madrid captain.

"Sara, next, regarding the news about Real Madrid, please let other colleagues follow."

"Why? Did Gao Shen say anything to the Real Madrid management?"

"No, I didn't say anything." Casillas was a little angry.

But it was because he didn't say anything that he felt worried.

Because this is against common sense.

Although they have only worked together for a few months, he has seen Gao Shen's skills in doing things.

If Mourinho is one of those resolute generals, then Gao Shen is definitely a master of spring breeze and rain. He has the ability to solve problems and conflicts without everyone knowing.

The key is that no one can resist yet.

By the time everyone reacted, he was already in control.

This was the case when he was coaching Real Madrid.

"Not saying anything, doesn't it prove that he is different from Mourinho?" Sala asked, "Besides, hasn't Real Madrid always cooperated with us in this way over the years?"

Casillas sighed, "In the past, during the months when he was coaching Real Madrid, we blocked all information from the outside world. Media reporters could not even enter Real Madrid's training base without his approval."

"The reporters accompanying the team from Aspen and Marca have to get his approval. He has the final say on what can and cannot be reported."

"Isn't this too overbearing? Mourinho doesn't even care about it." Sarah protested unconvinced.

Casillas was stunned for a moment, sighed again, gently rubbed his girlfriend's back, and kissed her smooth shoulder.

"Don't be like this, Sara, he is different from Mourinho."

"What's the difference?"

"You don't understand. Now all Real Madrid fans recognize him. Let's just say that this time, the chairman led the team and hired two vice-chairmen, general manager, technical director, general manager, and advisor to the chairman..."

When Casillas said this, he stopped and just nodded towards Sara, as if to say, you know how powerful it is, right?

That's the difference.

When Mourinho comes to Real Madrid to coach, at most he will be a general manager and a technical director.

But now?

Chairman and two vice-chairmen, my God, do you know this amount?

Sarah was not stupid, she realized, "But you can't just cut off contact with the media, can you?"

"He is really different!" Casillas emphasized again, emphasizing his tone.

Sara also got a little angry, "What's the difference? Do we still have freedom of speech?"

Casillas really had nothing to do with his girlfriend. He could only pull her into his arms and comforted her: "Honey, of course we have freedom of speech, but now, Gao Shen has just arrived, we don't know

Whatever he wants to do, just don't move for now, okay?"

"You just did it for me, okay?"

Sara realized the problem, "They pressured you?"

Hearing this question, Casillas smiled bitterly and said, "It's better to apply pressure."

"What's the meaning?"

"I know Gao Shen. If he puts pressure on me, it proves that he really wants to use me, but he doesn't. Not only does he not, after he signed a preliminary agreement with Real Madrid last night, he called Antonio Adan.

A phone call."

Adan, the goalkeeper who was promoted by Mourinho to replace Casillas this past season, is a direct descendant of Real Madrid's youth training camp.

"Then what?" Sarah was also shocked.

"Adan has agreed to transfer, and the team is looking for a good team for him."

After finally playing as the main force for a season, despite his ups and downs, Adan's strength is still good.

To be able to transfer Adan with just one phone call, Gao Shen must have said something.

"I don't understand. Isn't this a good thing? Everyone knows that Adan was promoted by Mourinho to replace you, but he does not have the strength for the time being. You have been on the bench for a season, and now Gao Shen sells Adan.

, doesn’t it just show that he values ​​and values ​​you?” Sara was a little anxious.

"You don't understand Gao Shen. He has never called me once until now."

"No one else does either?"

Casillas was left speechless, with a worried look on his face. In the end, he could only lower his body again and begged: "Baby, listen to me and put aside the Real Madrid matter for now, okay?"

?”

Sara stood up immediately, "But I have made an appointment with the TV station. I plan to invite Gao Shen to my show. You know how popular he is now. I have sent him private messages on Twitter many times before, but he

He didn’t even contact me or reply.”

Casillas looked straight at his girlfriend, feeling very angry.

He really loves her, but now that this matter is related to his career future, he has to pay attention to it.

"Baby, let's calm down first, okay?"

After saying that, Casillas turned around and left.

Sarah was left standing there in her swimsuit, feeling messy.

…

Lisbon, Portugal.

Cristiano Ronaldo works up a sweat in the gym.

Although the league has just ended and the European Cup has not yet started, he can't wait to make adjustments and preparations before the European Cup training camp accompanied by his personal coaching team.

He hopes that he can appear in the European Cup in the best condition.

He wants to attack Messi!

He will never allow himself to be inferior to others, no matter who they are!

Agent Mendes has been standing nearby, watching Ronaldo's training with admiration in his eyes, and thinking to himself that he just received a call from Real Madrid general manager Jose Sanchez.

Interestingly, he does not have a good relationship with Real Madrid's technical director Valdano, but he has a better relationship with Jose Sanchez.

Perhaps this is because they are all businessmen.

After finally waiting for Ronaldo to finish his training session, the masseur immediately came forward and massaged his muscles.

Mendes walked over with water in one hand and a towel in the other.

"Thanks."

Ronaldo took the towel first and wiped the sweat from his body. He was panting, but he looked very energetic.

That's how he is, full of energy all the time.

This made Mendes particularly admired and envious.

When a person reaches a certain age, he will especially like youth and vitality.

Therefore, it is not unreasonable for those bad old men to always like to eat young grass.

Taking the water in Mendes' hand, Ronaldo poured it into his mouth. He drank the entire bottle of water in one breath. He exhaled with satisfaction, but at this time, he was sweating again.

Out.

Finally, after Ronaldo finished the massage and wiped his body clean, he covered himself with a warm jacket.

After all, he had just finished exercising and he needed to take good care of his body.

In this regard, Ronaldo is definitely the most professional and valued player in the world.

"Sit, Jorge." Ronaldo pointed to a position and said.

Mendes sat down and saw Ronaldo taking a bottle of nutritional water from the nutritionist and drinking it in small sips.

"What's wrong?" asked the Portuguese superstar.

"Just got a call from Jose Sanchez."

Ronaldo nodded, "They came back from Cheshire?"

Real Madrid's coaching team went to Cheshire, which is already news known to the whole world.

No, it's old news.

"You called me as soon as you came back. Real Madrid's work is more efficient this time." Mendes said with a smile, and there was even a bit of sarcasm in his tone.

Ronaldo glanced at his agent and knew that he was still angry about Mourinho's dismissal, and he knew what he was doing.

"How to say?"

"They want to sell Coentrao and Carvalho."

Ronaldo originally raised the water to his mouth and suddenly stopped, then slowly put it down.

He fell into deep thought.