football's most handsome

Of course, someone will look in their direction, these four people are really eye-catching.

The mother and daughter Eugenia are the most charming Spanish beauties. Both of them are wearing high-end evening dresses. They are tall and tall. The little black dresses are tailored to fit their slender figures, making them even more desirable. They kissed so much that they had to pull a veil outside as a cover, but visually, this wine-red veil could not cover up, but it made people feel a little bit reluctant and welcome, which made people look even more irritated. Can't look away.

The identities of the two women were well known to all the nobles present - the youngest daughter of the Albert family patriarch, and her own daughter, but the two young men behind them looked a little strange?

Behind the two of them stood a pair of young men not far away. The taller one had sandy blond hair. It could be seen that he was in the process of changing from a boy to an adult man. His figure was slightly thinner, but his arms And the long legs don't have any sense of slenderness that belongs to a teenager. Those blue-gray eyes are so pale that they resemble the wind of the Arctic Ocean. danger.

And the young man beside him didn't give up much, his thick eyebrows stretched into his temples like a big roc spreading its wings, his facial features were profound, but his chocolate-colored eyes were calm and friendly, but he didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes seemed a little distracted.Just looking at it like this, the four of them are pleasing enough.

When Dubai Chief Muhammad came up to him, he directly kissed the two ladies in front of him passionately. Although in Dubai, the status of women is not very high, but he also knows that this is not the case outside, especially in Spain. .

"Miss Albert, thank you very much for coming. Please help me to send my most sincere greetings to Ms. Kayatana." The chief said very earnestly, and when they were chatting in front, Casili Yas carefully poked Juan from behind.

"Juan, who is this...?"

Juan looked at the bearded man with a warm smile in front of him, and responded in a low voice: "This is Sheikh Mohammed of Dubai, and the one next to him should be his translator, but no one here knows us, we just need to do it quietly A decoration, eat and drink and leave."

Is it really that simple?

When the Sheikh of Dubai looked over with a smile, the smile on his face had changed from enthusiasm to surprise: "Mr. Dias, and Iker Casillas?"

Juan and Casillas were stunned on the spot.

Although they can't understand Arabic, they can still understand their names, so what does this person call them?

Wait a minute, how does this person know both of them?

Introduced by the mother and daughter in front?

Seeming to see the doubts of the two of them, the chief laughed and chattered. The translator turned his head and smiled and said: "Our chief said that he usually pays attention to La Liga. We also participate in a Qatar league in Dubai. If possible , I hope you can stay and join us, no matter what aspect you will treat you badly."

Juan and Casillas looked at each other.

"Excuse me... there is nothing special about us, right? There are so many famous coaches in the world, and even more goalkeepers. Why are there two of us?" Casillas asked, and Juan sighed and continued: "No Could it be because the two of us happened to appear in front of you?"

"Of course not," Muhammad laughed and chattered a lot, the translator wiped the sweat from his brow and said, "Because our chief admires you very much, Mr. Dias, and at the same time appreciates the sudden rise of La Coruña." Interested, after all, although the world's No. [-] league is Serie A, our chief believes that La Liga is not far behind, especially Real Madrid, Mr. Iker Casillas' performance as a goalkeeper is really amazing."

"..." Juan and Casillas felt speechless, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Muhammad also seemed to have noticed that the atmosphere was not right, and the expressions of the two women from Albert's family looked a little unfriendly. He laughed, then turned to call someone, and a young man in a white robe came over.

This man is about the same age as Juan and Cassie, with deep eyes and good facial features, he looks like a standard Arab handsome man. The translator directly introduced: "This is our eldest prince..."

"You don't need to introduce me, I can speak Spanish." The person called the eldest prince interrupted him, and instead smiled and extended his hand to them: "I am Suman, I really have a long-standing relationship with you two." heard."

"Uh..." Juan and Casillas didn't know how to communicate for a while, but Juan took a step forward and shook hands firstly: "Hello."

"It's boring to watch adults chatting here." Su Man turned her body eagerly, "Would you like to sit in our young people's circle together?"

Juan and Casillas were still hesitant, but Aunt Eugenia had already said, "You guys go."

"..." In desperation, the two people's plan to pretend that they were "decorations" was completely shattered.

But to be honest, there are actually people who know them in this desert, and they are still rich people. It is impossible to say that they are not happy. Casillas poked Juan a little excitedly, and the expression on his face The excitement was beyond words, and Juan returned him a short smile, but there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

What the chief said just now was just polite, right?

When they reached Suman's so-called "circle", they froze.

Many people know that Dubai has become rich overnight by virtue of oil development. It can be said that countries still rely on Dubai's resources in terms of oil, which is why so many people came to this dinner.

But they really didn't expect that the youth in Dubai have now reached the point of... corruption.

Looking at the scene in front of them, Juan and Cassie couldn't help laughing. Both of them are still inexperienced. Casillas used to have a girlfriend of a Spanish lady, but he usually has to play football training For the competition, she wants to run around the world for charity, so the two of them rarely even have the chance to meet, let alone that.

Under Suman's kind invitation, the two had no choice but to sit down. Originally they planned to sit for a while and then go straight away, but after drinking for three rounds, Suman got up straight away and smiled brightly at Juan: "Mr. Diaz , I have something I want to show you, can you come with me?"

Juan was taken aback, and looked back at Casillas subconsciously. The Spanish goalkeeper was about to cry. Just as Juan was about to refuse, Suman added: "As long as it takes a while, Mr. Casillas will never be allowed to Wait, can I?"

Seeing that this person seemed to have something important to say, Juan could only nod and stood up.

He originally thought that Suman was going to show him something, but this person led him into the parking lot.

"Where are you taking me?" Juan's face was tense, and his expression was very ugly.

Could it be that the aristocrats here in Arabia are so strange and familiar, and they took him to another place within an hour of knowing each other?

"You knew it when you came up. I just want you to take a look in advance. It should have been announced tomorrow."

Juan was taken aback: "What?"

"Ah, don't you know?" Suman was taken aback, and raised his eyebrows to look at him. This man has already taken off the long turban he was wearing at the banquet, and he has a youthful and frivolous look on his sunglasses, " Today's banquet is to prepare for tomorrow's Burj Khalifa foundation stone laying ceremony."

"Burj Khalifa?" Juan was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood, "The world's tallest tower to be built in Dubai is already ready to start construction."

"That's right, this has been going on since I was ten years old, and it's only now that the ground has started. Do you think it's funny?" Suman seemed a little disapproving of this project, but seeing him so eager to try , Juan is not good to say anything.

When they drove to the location, it was still a dark field, surrounded by a large number of no-entry lines, and nothing could be seen clearly inside.

"There is nothing here yet." Suman said excitedly, "But soon, in less than ten years, 800-meter-high buildings will be built here, and Dubai will gradually become better."

"That's really congratulations." Juan was a little inexplicable, why this person suddenly said these words to himself, but soon the people in front of him turned their eyes to him.

"So, I sincerely hope that you can stay, stay here and help us."

"...?"

"I am a football fanatic and a Deportivo fan. For your football, I have become completely obsessed with it in just half a season, so can you please bring your team with you? Regardless I would be willing to move Deportivo's entire team to Dubai for as much money as possible."

"This is..."

"If you don't want to take the initiative to stay, I will also think of some other ways. I will give you whatever you want, even marrying my sister to you is fine."

Juan Dias, the bad premonition came true.

The chief just now was not just joking, he was serious?

...and what happened to my sister?

Compared with the mess on Juan's side, Casillas' life here is not very easy.

In fact, he was not used to the atmosphere of the scene, and in the absence of Juan, no matter which girl was sitting around, he felt uncomfortable all over his body, so he could only escape to the back garden under the pretext of urinating. Blowing hair, and it was here that he got into trouble.

Originally, he just wanted to wander around, as long as he didn't go back. When he saw a pool in front of him, he subconsciously wanted to go and have a look, but he heard a cry like a small animal.

He subconsciously turned his head to look, and was instantly amazed.

The other party may be just a young girl, with curly hair draped softly on her shoulders, and her blue eyes are as clear and rippling as the water in front of her. Casillas originally wanted to turn his head and leave, but when he met those pair of Eyes, he stopped unconsciously.

This little girl is at most eight or nine years old, and she can even be called a little girl, but there is already sadness in her eyes that she shouldn't have at her age, which makes Casillas can't help but feel He stopped and stammered and asked, "Well... is there anything I can do for you?"

As soon as he asked, Casillas wanted to slap himself. From the facial features, it is obvious that the little girl in front of him should be an Arab, and she doesn't seem to understand Spanish at all!

But what surprised him was that the little girl in front of him really understood. She first subconsciously covered her face with a veil, leaving only a pair of beautiful eyes exposed, and then she made a low sound : "...Are you, today's guest outside?"

"Uh, yes, my name is Igor Casillas, what about you?"

The little girl didn't speak anymore, and Cassie was a little embarrassed, but when he scratched his head and wanted to say something more, the girl finally spoke, her voice was as small as a bird just beginning to sing.

"You look so good-looking."

Casillas was taken aback, unable to laugh or cry: "Really? But maybe my companion is better looking..."

The girl shook her head: "I saw your companion, you are warmer than him, like the sun."

"Uh, thank you for your compliment?" Casillas didn't know what to say, the little girl sighed, and waved at him like a little adult: "I know you don't like the atmosphere outside, so Would you like to talk to me?"

Seeing the little girl huddled up in the white robe, looking like a ball, Casillas couldn't help but nodded and sat down.

It has to be said that it is easy for him to please a little girl, and he soon found out that the little girl in front of him is Natasha, Suman's younger sister.

"Brother, he asked your friend to go out, maybe there is something you want to tell him?" Natasha asked curiously.

"Yes, your brother seems to hope that Juan and I can stay..." Speaking of this, Casillas felt a headache in his head.

"I knew it." Natasha muttered, shrank herself in again, then seemed to suddenly think of something, straightened up and turned her head, "Igor, do you have a girlfriend?"

Cassie was taken aback: "No."

He really doesn't have a girlfriend, he only has a boyfriend.

"Then, will you marry me?"

"..." Casillas opened his mouth wide, "What did you say?"

"I said, you marry me." Natasha's beautiful eyes looked at him, filled with tears, "Take me out of here, okay? I don't want to marry an old man I don't know in the future."

Casillas reacted for a while before he remembered that it seems that there is such a custom in Arabia—little girls are married at a very young age, and their children are especially early, and their lives are really not worthy of being called happiness.

"But, I am also an old man." Casillas admitted this with difficulty. Compared with Natasha's age, he is indeed an old man - he is 22 years old, and the girl in front of him is just 12 years old!

"But at least you are my choice." Natasha said with a sigh, "I'm just a bird in a cage, and it's not up to me to marry anyone in the future."

"Then you don't have anyone else you like, someone you can marry?"

"Yes." Natasha nodded unexpectedly, and Cassie was taken aback: "Who?"

"Oh, you won't believe me if I tell you." Natasha was a little disappointed, "We won't allow us to get married here."

"It's a pity," Casillas regretted, "our Spanish laws allow much more."

"How wide is it?" Natasha was very curious.

"Spanish law permits marriages between mother and child, father and daughter, and all close relatives."

"What about sisters?" Natasha asked immediately, and Casillas was taken aback: "Uh, sisters can also..."

"Not just two girls, but two men." A voice came out suddenly, and Casillas and Natasha looked over at the same time in surprise, only to see Juan pushing away the bushes with a black face , and then stood in front of the two, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the two for a while, then looked at Cassie.

"I've been looking for you for a long time."

"I'm sorry, I..." Casillas was just about to say something, but Juan stretched out his hand and flicked his forehead. The force was not light, and he was suddenly confused, "QAQ?!"

Juan pulled him up with a sullen face: "You are not allowed to hook up outside in the future."

"Oh..." Casillas was so beaten that he could only nod, "No, who did I hook up with?!"

"You hooked up with another girl." Juan's face was very serious. I don't know what happened, did his EQ explode all of a sudden?

"Also, miss, please don't just say you want to marry someone else's boyfriend, okay?" Juan turned around and knelt down to look into the little girl's eyes, word by word, "If you like someone, go and marry yourself." The people you like are together, what's the use of grabbing someone else's?"

Natasha blinked: "Is he the one you like?"

"Yes." Juan said bluntly, "And as I said, same-sex marriage is allowed in our country."

"boom--"

Casillas turned red directly behind.

"Your country is so good." Natasha sighed, she is really young, so she has no deep understanding of marriage, "It's really not good to steal someone else, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I forgive you." Juan straightened up, "Leave Igor, we are going to flee."

"Ah?" Casillas was still a little dizzy, but the person in front of him frightened him half awake, "What's going on?"

"Suman wants me to stay here. If I don't sign the contract, I won't let me go, and there are ways to prevent Aunt Eugenia and the others from protesting this matter." When talking about this, Juan was thinking I'm going to smile bitterly.

As a commoner, he could at most be regarded as a side branch of a down-and-out nobleman, how could he be favored by others, and then he fell to this point?

"Hurry up and drive, otherwise, if you are detained here, Real Madrid may let you stay under pressure." Juan urged, after all, he really did not expect that Dubai is a big rich after all.

"What did Suman say?" Natasha asked quickly. Juan looked at him, then at Casillas, and sighed.

"He said that as long as we stay here, he is willing to increase the supply of oil..."

Casillas stopped talking now, and this has directly risen to the national level. Does Dubai attach importance to football development to this extent?

And if it is really so important, why can't so many seniors, it has to be the two of them?

"I knew it!" Natasha got up and turned around angrily, "I knew they were upset and kind!"

"They?" Juan and Casillas were taken aback.

"My father and my elder brother... are Suman." Natasha sighed, "I just wanted to do great things, and I think he wants to cause big troubles, so my father spoiled him and let him go." He's messing around, and by the way, he's a big fan of yours."

Natasha pointed at Juan as she spoke, and the two looked at each other.

The two of them didn't expect that the person who looked like the same age was only 18 years old, and he threatened the two of them to stay, otherwise they would do nothing.

"I didn't expect that there are already diehards in just half a season." Juan smiled wryly. He really didn't expect this.

"That's why I said, he is a big fool." Natasha complained unceremoniously, "You two come with me, I will take you away!"

"is it okay?"

"Of course!" Natasha replied loudly, then bit her lip.

"... In your place, can two girls really get married?"

"It's really possible." Juan nodded seriously, "As long as there is love."

Natasha was silent for a long time, and finally gritted her teeth and nodded: "Okay, you two come with me."

While walking through the deep palace with Natasha, Casillas took the time to ask Juan: "Didn't you go out with Suman, why are you back?"

"He took me to see the foundation of the Burj Khalifa." Juan gritted his teeth and said, "Today's dinner is to prepare for tomorrow's foundation laying ceremony. He told me that he would use unconventional means to let me stay. You can come back after discussing the content of the contract."

"So bad?" Casillas was dumbfounded, "Then how do we get there?"

"How to get there?" Juan sighed directly, "My aunt and sister can only stay here, let's run first, as far as we can."

Natasha led them directly to the small gate of the palace: "This is the secret passage where I often sneak out to play, you guys go from here, and then go directly to the airport to buy the nearest flight, and you can still get away!"

Juan and Casillas nodded hastily, and the two men in formal costumes ran furtively all the way, and they didn't know how embarrassed they should be.

Fortunately, Casillas habitually carried a wallet on his body when he came out, and although Juan didn't care much about money, but because Igor liked it, he gave him all his money for safekeeping, so At the moment, the two of them still have sufficient funds.

Running all the way to the street, the two of them took a taxi directly. Although there seemed to be not many people who knew Spanish here, they arrived at the airport quickly with their strokes and the driver's weak English skills.

I don't know if it was luck, but the next flight was 10 minutes later, and it flew directly to Germany. When they got on the plane, both of them were relieved and looked at each other and laughed.

"This is really an unforgettable night..."

"I don't know if my aunt and the others will be angry." Casillas was more worried about this.

"Probably not, I've already sent text messages to both of them." Juan waved his phone, and then heaved a sigh of relief and collapsed on the chair.

Tonight was so thrilling and exciting that he didn't even know what to say.

"I almost stayed in Dubai and couldn't leave..."

"Yeah, it's too risky." Casillas thought for a while, then turned his head and asked, "Speaking of which, what conditions did Suman give you for you to stay?"

"Lots of money, top-grade silks and satins, and beauties." Juan sighed. To be honest, Suman is really sincere, but he really can't stay in this league, let alone acclimatization The question is, there are not even five teams in this league, how does this make him play?

"Beauty?" Casillas immediately became alert, but Juan didn't notice: "Yes, Suman said that he would betroth his sister to me, uh..."

He almost bit his tongue.

"His sister is that little girl just now??"

"……right……"

Casillas and Juan looked at each other, and at the same time felt a sense of sympathy.

Luckily he ran fast!

"If you go to Germany, it's very convenient to go back to Spain, as well as to other places. Where do you think we should go?"

Casillas was very excited, and after thinking for a while, Juan made a decision: "Go find someone first!"

"?"

"I remembered that there was a child I liked before..."

Igor Casillas, depressed: "You also work during the winter break?"

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Juan smiled apologetically. After all, the entire Deportivo club now relies on him alone, and he can't do without working harder.

Casillas suppressed the feeling of vomiting blood, and comforted himself because the previous confession directly made people use up all the emotional intelligence he had accumulated: "Forget it... where are you going?"

"Essen." Seeing that Casillas was at a loss, Juan continued with a smile, "A city in Germany."

Essen is a non-county city in North Rhine-Westphalia in the west of Germany. It is located in the Ruhr Industrial Zone. It is considered a famous big city in Germany. Naturally, there are many teams, but...

To be honest, none of the Casillas family knew.

Madrid, the capital of Spain, already has four teams competing in La Liga, six teams competing in La Liga, and there are also league levels such as La Liga B and La Liga. , and even local level leagues, Casillas grew up in Madrid, he can't count the number of teams here, let alone a city he has never heard of?

Juan didn't make things difficult for him either. After arriving, he relied on his difficult questioning of German that he didn't know when he learned, and asked all the way to the gate of a school. Casillas looked up.

"Juan, what is this place?"

"Bergfeld Comprehensive School." Juan looked at the situation inside. At this time, the students seemed to be still in class, and the campus was deserted.

"Wait a minute, I'll make a call." Juan took out his mobile phone and stood aside, didn't know what to say, and then walked back naturally, Casillas was a little curious: "You call Who is it?"

"Rehagel." Juan played with the phone calmly, not feeling at all that he had said a very special name.

"..." Casillas opened his mouth wide. "The head coach of the Greek national team?"

"Yes, authentic German." Juan smiled, "I ask him to help me contact the principal of this school."

"Is this all right?" Casillas was dumbfounded.

"It should be possible, after all, he is also a German coach... Ah, I'll answer the phone."

Juan went to answer the phone again, leaving Casillas standing there dumbfounded.

His outlook on life was destroyed.

All right? ?Is this really okay? !

Juan can you be a little messy hello? ! !

However, to Casillas' despair, Juan put away his phone when he came back, and then smiled at him: "What's wrong?"

"...You successfully got the principal's phone call?"

"That's not true." Juan shook his head, and when Casillas heaved a sigh of relief, he directly gave him the final blow. "But the principal seems to be in the school and said that he will come out to pick us up."

"..."

Casillas really wants to turn around and leave now! !Never look back! !

Why is this man like this! !

However, Juan fixed him in place with a smile, and soon a man ran over from the school from far to near, and asked a little panting, "Mr. Dias?"

"Hello." Juan gave him a bright smile, "We are here to ask you about someone."

"Ah?" Mr. Principal was dumbfounded on the spot, "Who? Did you take a fancy to someone and want to take it to the competition?"

Although Deportivo is not famous far and near, but there is still a certain degree of attention in the five major leagues, especially the young coach of Deportivo, which can be said to be famous for a while, especially for half a season. In the past, he didn't finish the class, but took Deportivo to teach most clubs in La Liga a good lesson, which is especially admirable.

"Yes, I heard that you have a child here." Juan said a name, and the principal hesitated for a while and suddenly realized: "Oh! That child! He is indeed very talented, but it is a pity that he was not admitted to Schalke 04 last year. Youth training, it seems to be training in the youth training of the Red and White Essen club now!"

Juan smiled: "Could you please tell me the address of his home? I have something to say to him face to face."

"Of course!" Mr. Principal blushed with excitement.

Red and white Essen is a German regional league club. It may be too early to be promoted to the second division, but what about Deportivo?

One of the top clubs in La Liga!

The current Champions League round of sixteen!

The legendary superstar in the team!

Moreover, Mr. Principal also knows that there are a lot of goblins in La Coruña, so many that it is staggering, and it may be a great thing to be spotted!

"Please come in first before we talk." Mr. Principal welcomed the two of them into the school, and subconsciously looked back at Casillas. Although he thought it was a bit strange that Juan was accompanied by a young man, but originally, a 22 The [-]-year-old La Liga coach is strange enough, and there will be no problem with anyone beside him.

"Please sit down, wait a moment, I will ask the teacher to look for the student's file now." Mr. Principal smiled, "I didn't expect it to be a call from Coach Rehagel... "

He was really taken aback, that was a top coach in Germany, and he thought it was a scam call when he received such a call all of a sudden—although it was not himself who called, but a member of his coaching staff, But that person was a good classmate with him before, so he left a contact number, which can only be said to be a coincidence.

"I didn't expect that Coach Rehagel would really be willing to help me with this." Juan also smiled. In fact, he had the hope of giving it a try when he called. Unexpectedly, Rehagel He actually still kept his phone number. He was very embarrassed when he heard his request, but he still agreed to give it a try. As a result, within 2 minutes of hanging up the phone, the call came again.

"I just heard you say that you are already waiting at the school gate? The principal is already on his way to pick you up, don't run around." Hearing the instructions from the German coach on the phone, Juan felt dumbfounded.

Isn't this person's efficiency too high?

But it was thanks to this person's high efficiency that Juan's trip was not in vain. On the phone, he was very grateful, Rehhagel joked: "I don't have any other requests, we will meet again next time." , don’t scare me with 1-1-8, my old bones really can’t stand your scare.”

"Okay, sure." Juan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Who said that Germans are usually alienated from others?At least among the Germans he knows, most of them are good people!

"By the way, have you taken a fancy to some little demon? Introduce me, maybe I can lead the German national team in the future." Rehhagel asked.

"Ah, I'm not sure if it's possible, but if so, I'll definitely introduce it to you." Juan assured directly.

The teacher quickly found the information and sent it over. Juan opened it and read it carefully for a while before he smiled: "That's right, it's him."

"It's really him?" Mr. Principal hesitated for a while before saying, "Although he is a good player and passes the ball very well, but in terms of physical confrontation..."

"It's okay." Juan smiled, lowered his head and copied the list of home addresses on the information, "You don't know, we Deportivo have more players who can't fight physically."

"Uh..." Mr. Principal had nothing to say for a moment.

After thanking the principal, Juan took the note and left the school. Casillas, who had been watching for a long time, was helpless: "Juan, should I avoid it first?"

"Is there anything to avoid?" Juan looked back in surprise, "Didn't you be there last time?"

Casillas was speechless.

Half an hour later, Juan knocked on the door of a house and asked with a smile, "Hello, is this Mesut Ozil's house?"