i want to be king

Chapter 275 Why are you so kind to me?

David Silva came to the door of coach Benitez's office anxiously.

The boy from the Canary Islands stood upright, raised his head, and looked at the white aluminum-wooden door. After hesitating for two seconds, he looked at his attire again. After making sure that there was nothing wrong with it, he took a deep breath and stretched out his hand.

"Come in!"

Just knocked twice, the voice of head coach Benitez came from inside.

Still so familiar, so cold that there seems to be no warmth.

David Silva took another deep breath before pushing the door open.

"Sir, did you call me?" David Silva's voice trembled slightly.

Benitez is sitting in front of the computer at the desk, and the sound of the game video came from the impression on the desk. He should be watching the video and studying the opponent. This is exactly the same as the rumor heard by David Silva.

Some people's pastime is picking up girls and drinking, some people's pastime is traveling and visiting, and some people are eating and drinking, while Benitez's pastime is watching game videos.

This is definitely a wonderful fighter!
Thinking of this, David Silva couldn't help laughing. When he saw Benitez beckoning him to sit down across from him, he immediately held back and came across the desk and sat upright.

Benitez paused the video and turned to look at the skinny Canarian teenager in front of him.

"I once coached in Tenerife. Your hometown is beautiful. It has fantastic scenery, a boundless sea of ​​clouds, and the purest sky in the world. I heard that it is also the origin of the canary."

Canary means canary in Spanish.

Perhaps because of his experience in Tenerife, Benitez rarely spoke to David Silvado.

"The soil and water there can always cultivate imaginative, outstanding footwork, delicate and sensitive players. For example, Belleron of Deportivo. I heard that you are from the same village as him?"

"Yes, sir!" David Silva didn't understand what Benitez wanted to say.

Benitez nodded, and it was very rare to see a slight smile on his face, which was fleeting.

David Silva wondered if he was wrong.

"Someone suggested to me that you are a player who can be trusted, what do you think?"

David Silva panicked, because he didn't know what was going on.

But he is a smart boy, and he reacted quickly, realizing that what the coach said was about the Champions League semi-final match against Monaco, which was at home, and in the past two days, there have been some discussions within the team about adopting a [-] or [-] formation.

He can play the two positions of left winger and front midfielder, and he can even barely play the right wing, as a reverse footed right winger.

"I...I don't know, sir." David Silva hesitated.

He just arrived in the first team, and he hasn't even gained a firm foothold yet. When he asked this question suddenly, he really didn't know what to do.

"He has full confidence in you, he thinks you can and can do well." Benitez continued.

David Silva was flustered, and at the same time wanted to know, who gave him such a high evaluation?

The first person that popped up in his mind was Su Dong!
That guy who always likes to touch his head because of his height, making him always look up and give birth to admiration!

"This is a very important game, David, no mistakes are tolerated, I want to hear your own thoughts, do you think, can you do it?" Benitez stared at David Silva and asked.

David Silva hesitated.

He has played for the first team but never in such an important game, not even as a substitute.

Is this too risky, too childish?

But soon, he thought of another point. For him, isn't this an opportunity?

Aimar has been injured, and Canobio has not been trusted by Benitez. If he really plays in this game, if he can really perform to the satisfaction of the coach, then he will survive.

But is he really ready?
"I don't know, sir." David Silva still shook his head, but his originally confused eyes became much clearer.

Obviously, he already knew what was going on.

"Well, go back and think about it carefully, and give me the answer tomorrow morning!"

After finishing speaking, Benitez issued an order to evict the guest.

……

David Silva drooped his head and left Benitez's office in a daze.

The expression on his face was a bit complicated, excited, fearful, flustered, and even slightly remorseful.

Yesterdan was watching in the coach's office next door. He got up and went to Benitez's office after David Silva walked away. After closing the door, he walked over.

"It still feels too tender!" Yesterdan commented.

Benitez nodded, "It's really tender, with good strength, and awareness, but a little timid."

"I'm afraid it won't work, right?" Yeserdan shook his head.

Timid players, once on the court, must be in a hurry. This is the semi-finals of the Champions League. How many professional players dream of playing a match?
If that's the case, letting him go would be a bad thing!
"Don't rush to conclusions, Paco!" Benitez waved his hand. "Some players seemed fearless, and they spoke with great pride before the game. When it came to an emergency, he softened faster than anyone else; some players were timid and timid. It was because they were not ready. When he figured it out, he had more courage than anyone else."

After thinking about it, Yesterdan also made some sense. Both types of players are not uncommon.

"I took a look at David Silva's training with the first team this season, as well as the reports of his several appearances, and it didn't show that he had any signs of timidity. This is not a timid player who does not take responsibility!"

Yesterdan also nodded. Judging from several performances this season, David Silva is quite satisfactory.

"Su Dong spoke highly of him, and he has been training with Su Dong. Judging from the training, the tacit understanding between the two is still very good. Although it is a front midfielder, they will face two Monaco midfielders, but we all know that the real pressure is on Su Dong. Aimar can do it, and David Silva can also do it."

"Organize and control the rhythm of the game. There are Albelda and Baraja, and there are them in defense. What David Silva needs to do is to respond to Su Dong, Vicente and Rufete, before the opponent's double defensive midfielder, cruising and splitting the ball horizontally. Pass the ball when there is a chance. This is actually not very difficult."

As long as Su Dong can support Monaco's defense and the double midfielders must protect the defense, the pressure on the front midfielder will not be too great, and Aimar's body may not be much better than David Silva.

"The whole world has now recognized that we will adopt a [-] formation because Aimar is absent, but if we suddenly use David Silva up at this time, Deschamps must have not expected it!"

Yesterdan looked at his boss in surprise, "Isn't this a little risky?"

As far back as the assistant can remember, Benitez has always been the most risk-averse.

"Use extreme measures at extreme times. Besides, Paco, Su Dongding is at the forefront, and the error tolerance rate behind us will be much higher. The risk may not be that great."

Yesterdam was persuaded.

Even Benitez, who has always been conservative and averse to risks, figured it out, so he must be sure.

"Now, the biggest question is this kid, does he dare?"

This is the biggest problem right now!

…………

…………

Leaving Benitez's office like a walking dead, David Silva went straight to the gym.

Sure enough, Su Dong is still here.

What was rare was that the kid Vicente was there.

The two were training there talking and laughing, and the topic of conversation was also about the upcoming semi-finals of the Champions League.

David Silva sat aside, silent, listening to them chatting, feeling like he was listening to a bible.

Once, he thought that all this would be far away from him, so far away that he couldn't touch it at all. He even worried whether he would have a chance to play a Champions League knockout match in his life, let alone a semi-final.

But suddenly, he was like a lucky guy who was hit by a piece of pie falling from the sky, and he was dizzy.

My mind seemed to split into two people, one said yes, and bravely agreed to him; the other said no, since you are still young, what should you do if something goes wrong?
The two voices were constantly intertwining, and neither could convince the other, making David Silva's head dizzy.

In the end, he simply closed his eyes, raised his head, and tried his best not to think about anything.

The question is, how could you not want to?

He was really irritated and wanted to scratch his head, pull out the two fighting guys inside, and give him a hard lesson, but he knew that even if he really did that, he still couldn't solve this problem.

To, or not to?

"It's so difficult!" David Silva let out a long breath and muttered.

"What's the trouble?"

Su Dong's grinning voice came over.

David Silva suddenly opened his eyes, and found that at some point, only he, Su Dong, Nuno Cruz and others were left in the gym to pack their things in the distance.

When Vicente left, he didn't even notice.

"Have you met the boss?" Su Dong removed the bandage on the palm of his right hand with his left hand, and sat down beside David Silva.

David Silva hummed, nodded and said, "See you, he told me everything."

"Isn't that a good thing?" Su Dong asked with a smile.

David Silva understood Su Dong's meaning. This is indeed a good thing, even a god-given opportunity, an excellent opportunity that many young players can't wait for. If it weren't for Su Dong, he probably wouldn't have been able to wait for such an opportunity in his life.

He was full of gratitude to Su Dong in his heart, but at the same time, he was full of doubts and worries about himself.

He was never that fearless character!

"Sue, can I ask you a question?"

After taking off his right hand, Su Dong took off the bandage on his left hand, and nodded without raising his head, "Yes, just ask."

"Why are you being so nice to me?"

　One more chapter, 18 o'clock.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)