football's most handsome

"This is really unbelievable!" The commentary in the live broadcast room exclaimed, "This is also the first time I have seen such a scene with my own eyes in so many years of doing live broadcasts-when a team is in a penalty shootout, He actually succeeded in advancing to the competition with the goalkeeper's shot, and it was on such an important occasion as the European Cup."

"The media reporters will definitely not bypass Coach Scolari after the game." The commentator's partner said with certainty that they even omitted the effort of guessing.

And when Scolari was interviewed, he was asked about this as expected: "May I ask the candidate for the final penalty, how did you decide?"

Scolari coughed lightly: "In normal training, Ricardo showed his unique shooting ability."

"About Juan Diaz..."

"He gave me unlimited inspiration and possibilities. For the Portuguese team, his main identity is still a player."

"Today is the quarter-finals, why didn't he play? If he played, the scene wouldn't be dragged to the point of a penalty shootout, right?"

As soon as this sentence was asked, Scolari knew what the other party wanted to do-but this kind of argument is okay to deceive a straight-minded coach, him?

Scolari laughed: "Dias is unwell. I left him on the bench for a few days. Even if he didn't play, he gave me a lot of valuable advice."

"Including the candidate for the final penalty?" Scolari turned his head to ask Juan at the time, and the appearance was captured by the camera.

"That's right." Scolari nodded, not feeling that there was anything wrong with it.

At this moment, Juan was on the sidelines to clean up the aftermath. Whether it was packing or doing anything, he tried his best to assist him. However, he was pulled out by his teammates before 2 minutes of packing.

"What are you doing..." Juan looked helpless, he could only jump along with so many people jumping around him, but soon he found that it was not only himself who suffered, but even the staff were punished by them. When I pulled in and jumped together, I finally got a little psychological balance, "It's not the final, calm down."

"What's so cool about it!" the great Ricardo laughed at him, "This is my first shot! I scored the first time! Hahahahaha! It's the first time Portugal scored all six penalty kicks." !"

Cristiano was also laughing, he was ranked fourth in the shooting, he didn't even dare to celebrate after sending the ball into the goal, he just ran to the side and stared at the situation on the field, now he can finally open up and have fun .

However, when they finished celebrating and were about to go to the player tunnel, Juan was sensitive to find that something was wrong.

The players walked by one by one. Although they were also intercepted by the reporters, they were very easy to talk, and they were released after two sentences. And they all looked at the field—or, in other words, looked at him, no matter what. A wolf with green eyes.

Juan looked around subconsciously, and found that Quaresma and the two heroes who scored Figo's goals in this game were also nearby. Those who felt that they had done nothing in this game went straight to the player tunnel. The result was stopped.

It's okay, anyway, when you pass through the player tunnel, you will be stopped!

Besides, Figo and Quaresma are here, the reporters will soon divert their attention!

However, just when Juan was about to say something casually to the reporters and leave, out of the corner of his eye, he saw two people walking past, one named Quaresma and the other named Figo.

……

???

Juan was dumbfounded.

The reporters let them pass without even stopping them?

Who are these journalists targeting?

Juan realized that his estimation might have been a little wrong, but there was still time to correct it. He nodded politely at the media reporters, turned around and wanted to chase after Figo and the others, but soon, there were shouts of longing He was summoned from behind.

"Juan!" "Juan, don't go—" "Dias come back—"

"...What do you want to ask?" Juan turned back with a helpless face. The media seemed to have figured out his attitude of being soft and not hard, and every time they came to interview him, they had a very serious attitude. The gentle style of painting doesn't look like a sports reporter at all.

"We thought you weren't going to be interviewed." A female reporter said with a smile, with a coquettish tone in her tone, and Juan smiled back at her: "It's my honor to be called by Ms. All the good-looking and beautiful female reporters came over, and when they shouted, there was a burst of Yingying Yanyan, otherwise the players in front would not be easily pulled away for interviews.

The group of female reporters let out a low cry, and whispered to each other excitedly, Hu Ancheng was in a rather dazed state.

...He used to see Guti say that to women like this, why does it seem to have a different effect?

But this can be regarded as a diversion of attention, and soon the female reporters coughed lightly and changed the topic to the right track: "Why didn't you play in this game? Did Coach Scolari not let you play or did you refuse to play? What about the game?"

"No." Juan was indeed softer when facing women than he was when facing men, but this is also a performance that all players have, so everyone didn't pay much attention, "Me and Scola After discussing with coach Li, after all, I am also an assistant coach of the national team now, and I am looking for a job in his position."

"Then what is your main task now?"

"To win glory for the country." Juan was decisive, and then added, "We will do our best to fight for the European Cup."

"But you can't even play, how are you going to fight for the European Cup?" The direction of female reporters asking questions is very different from that of male reporters, and the focus is different, and many female reporters are not as professional as male reporters. The problems of the students tend to be superficial, but if they are underestimated, the person who stumbles will still be themselves.

Juan naturally knew what they meant, and replied calmly: "It doesn't matter if you don't play, I can collect information. It just so happens that the competition is still going on these days. It is also necessary for me to watch more games to gain experience."

"Then what are your plans for the next step?"

"If you plan to..." Juan tilted his head and thought for a while, at this time he looked like a 21-year-old youth, but he was thinking of crooked ideas, "I plan to go to a game. "

"Greece vs. France?" Even the female reporters knew it clearly. After all, France has Zidane. If they win in the next game, they might match up. Juan should pay attention to it anyway.

"Yes." Juan nodded. He also wanted to study the situation in Greece. After all, Portugal and Greece played against each other. He also experienced Greece's defense and offense on the court. Judging from Greece's performance on the court , France is likely to capsize in the gutter.

He guessed right, and the next day he and Casey made a bet when they went to watch the game. Casey didn't think Greece could win at all, and Juan took the opportunity to blackmail the dinner.

When the final whistle sounded, Casillas looked distraught: "Isn't it?"

Juan clapped his hands and wiped his mouth, and put away the snack bag: "As I said, this game is to see how Greece smothered Zidane to death."

"Let me tell you, the next person to be suffocated to death must be you." Cassie also knew that he would definitely be unable to escape if he invited this person to dinner, so he could only sigh and curse in passing.

"No, it's not my turn yet." Juan replied in a good mood—could he be in a bad mood?This is a rare opportunity to kill Cassie!The whole of Castilla knew how stingy the cheapskate Cassie was, and he was the first to let Cassie suffer!

"I hope so." Cassie waved his hand helplessly. Should he be thankful that at least Portugal doesn't have any high-end restaurants?Finally, it was still within the range of my own psychology.

The two young men really couldn’t make a name for themselves, so it’s okay to have fun outside for a while. Juan looked at the time and guessed that everyone was still training in the hotel’s indoor court at this time, so he decided to take him to his hotel room for a while.

"Is it really okay for you not to train like this?" Cassie is also really worried. After all, it is the first time he has heard that players can still run around before the game. It is natural for Juan to wave his hand: "I I also went to training, didn't I come to watch the game tonight?"

Cassie felt speechless: "Then why did you ask me to come to your room?"

"I brought something here, you will be pleasantly surprised." Juan swore that he had brought it for a long time, but he didn't even have time to show it to Cassie!

The two young people are not afraid of big things. When Juan went out in the afternoon, he walked through the main entrance and left under the pressure of the media. Whether he met Cassie or the two of them went to buy snacks to take in, there were a group of reporters. Then, they didn't get rid of the media cameras until they entered the stadium.

As a result, these two people went back to the hotel grandiosely in front of the big guys!Juan can understand, what the hell is Casillas? !

Finally, when they were about to go in, a local Portuguese reporter couldn't help shouting: "Juan, this is against the rules!"

"Rules?" Juan was taken aback, then raised his eyebrows at him, "What is that?"

Everyone was taken aback, the two had already walked into the lobby of the hotel, they didn't look back no matter how much they shouted, the reporters looked at each other.

——Indeed, if you want to talk about the rules, Juan has already been broken a lot. Playing games as a retired player and serving as the acting head coach, no matter in any respect, it is better than the current national team. Friends came back to the hotel even more explosively.

The media reporters also didn't know that Juan and Cassie were about to explode.

The two of them went back to the room happily. When Juan opened the door, Cassie had already slipped in. Juan closed the door with his head down while instructing him: "It's on the second floor of my box. You can see it as soon as you open it!"

However, there was no movement of turning over the box behind him, and Cassie did not respond. Juan raised his eyebrows and looked up. Cassie stood stiffly at the entrance of the living room, not daring to take a step inside. Juan took a deep breath and suddenly felt Something is wrong.

...this faint sweetness in the air?

？ ！！

He fixed his gaze, stepped forward three steps at a time to see what was going on, then took a deep breath and blocked Cassie's eyes - the Spanish teenager was already blushing.

There are two beds in the guest room. Juan's bed has been in a state that looks frigid but comfortable to lie on all year round. Now, there is a beautiful woman with a beautiful body on his bed.

In the Middle Ages, the person on the bed must be a glamorous prisoner of war, just lying on the bed and stretching his body, it looks like an unspeakable fatal temptation, the beauty is loosely covered with a red silk In the lace robe, a pair of smooth calves stick out from under the robe, with round and smooth toes, which is even more beautiful under the bright red color.

Obviously, the beauty had noticed them a long time ago, she lazily fiddled with her long hair like waves, and waved at them: "What are you still standing for?"

Juan looked helpless.

"Sit up and straighten your clothes, otherwise we won't dare to go in... Sister Eugenia."

He was brought up by Eugenia, and it can be said that he has formed resistance to her. Guti was immediately drawn as a confidant because the two auras were too similar, while others, such as Cassie, They all saw Eugenia as particularly abnormal.

After all, he is a young man with a vigorous blood.

"Hey, it's time for you to find a girlfriend." The beauty sighed softly, then stretched out her hands lazily: "Help me up."

Juan blinked, looked at the people around him again, and smiled: "Igor, you go."

"Ah?" Cassie was tongue-tied, but Juan said calmly, "I'll get you something, why don't you help my sister?"

"Oh..." Cassie's face turned red, and she walked over with her head buried all the way. Juan didn't care how his wicked sister wanted to molest Cassie, the little beet. Just bring it to him.

However, when Juan turned his head, his little friend had already rushed to the toilet like a gust of wind, and his sister could only hear a silver bell-like laugh in the bedroom—usually if she can laugh so comfortably, it means that she must have passed away. Someone is unlucky.

Juan sighed and shook his head: "Why did you come suddenly? Don't tell me in advance, so I can pick you up."

"Don't you still want to compete?" Eugenia had already sat up at this time, and her clothes had been tidied up. In fact, she was very low-key when she came over, but she just wanted to fix her younger brother so she lay down in such a big way. On the bed, but who knew that when the younger brother came back, he brought his shy little friend with him, which greatly entertained her.

"Where did you just come back from?" Cassie had already come out of the toilet blushing, and Eugenia raised her eyebrows amusedly: "So soon?"

"..." Cassie's face was flushed, but he couldn't say anything, he could only glance at Juan silently, and then sat far away from Eugenia. When he didn't see it, he wished he could bury his face in his chest.

Eugenia also knew that molesting the children was fine. After all, they were really young men with blood and vigor. If they were really aggressive, she would be the one who would suffer, so she didn't continue to tease her, but played with her fingers Smiled: "Metgala... I guess you don't know either."

Cassie looked blank, he really didn't know anything about the fashion industry, especially the fashion industry of these women, it was simply something from another planet.

Juan can imagine the expression on Cassie's face without looking at it, and he probably can entertain his sister well: "The charity dinner dance held by the Fashion Gallery of the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York."

Of course, he just explained it in this way. The specific "Oscars in the fashion industry" and "the attendance of celebrities in costumes" are probably not within the scope of Cassie's understanding. According to his usual living habits, those people It is estimated that he rarely knows.

"I didn't expect that, Juan." Eugenia sighed and shook her head, "I just went outside for a while, and when I came back, I saw you wearing such an ugly jersey."

what?

Casey froze for a moment, then realized Eugenia was talking about the Portugal jersey.

…Actually, he thinks Portugal’s jerseys are pretty good-looking. The colors are very bright and energetic. They also look fairer and fairer when worn, and darker when they are black…

"I will definitely design a Portuguese jersey next year!" Eugenia announced, and Juan held her hand to appease her: "Nike probably won't be able to hire a designer like you, and I won't wear a jersey next year. "

"You don't wear it anymore? Then what do you want to do?" Eugenia was taken aback. Obviously, she had been busy in the United States and had no idea that Europe had set off a storm for her dear brother.

"Be a coach." Juan paused, suddenly thinking of Laco's jersey.

Blue and white striped shirt.

...It seems that it doesn't suit the taste of the famous Spanish female designer in front of me?

"Which team?" Eugenia doesn't know much about football, but she routinely goes to watch Real Madrid's games, and she can still tell if the game is good or not. Real Madrid is the team that suits her best.

——And the lack of football knowledge made her unaware of how amazing it is to become the head coach of a La Liga team at the age of 21.

She didn't know, and Juan didn't mention it, coughing lightly: "You should know...the Royal La Coruña Club."

"That team, I remember, played well." Eugenia nodded and paused for a while. "But I remember their jerseys were not very nice."

really!

Juan comforted: "At least I shouldn't have much chance to get on the body."

The woman thought for a while, and nodded with peace of mind: "That's right. By the way, what are you going to give to Igor's baby, and you haven't prepared it for me?"

Out of the corner of Juan's eye, he noticed that Igor shrank himself back silently, and shook his head helplessly: "Don't bully him...I just brought him my jersey."

Cassie had complained to him many times before, saying that he couldn't get Juan's jersey when he was in the club, and he couldn't get it when he was in the national team, so Juan tried every means to find his own two jerseys , and send it to him.

"Forget it then." Eugenia waved her hand disinterestedly, "But I found out that the big red color looks good on you, do you want to try it?"

Juan was stunned, and waved his hand with a wry smile: "Forget it, I can still accept the jersey, just wear it every day..."

Indeed, a bright red suit is too eye-catching.

"That's it." Eugenia was very sorry, and then she turned her eyes to the person who was trying to pretend that she didn't exist, "What about baby Igor, do you want to try it?"

Although Igor doesn't know what fashion is, he also knows how eye-catching a red suit is - the home jersey of the Spanish national team is bright red, which almost blinded him, thanks to the fact that the goalkeeper's uniform is not bright red... …

"No, no, no!" The Spanish teenager waved his hands again and again. He had an inexplicable fear of Eugenia since he was a child, especially now that Eugenia seemed to gradually shift his attention to him. He felt that this place I can't stay here for a moment!

The Spanish teenager stood up immediately: "I suddenly thought of looking for Javier for something, so I'm leaving first!"

Juan didn't even have time to stop him, and watched him grab two jerseys and rush out. He didn't mean to let Juan send him off, but in normal times he would rather be with Juan, how long? It's okay to do anything, which is enough to show the deep shadow Eugenia left in his heart.

"It's boring." Eugenia stretched her waist, lay back on the bed again and half-closed her eyes. Hu Jing was silent for a while, and raised her eyebrows to look at the cat-like woman on the bed.

"Why, you suddenly feel that my sister and I are very attractive?" Eugenia winked at him, which made him laugh and shake his head.

"You came here suddenly, there must be something wrong."

There is a saying that you can go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have nothing to do. It may be very similar to Eugenia. Generally speaking, she is too busy with the things at hand, and she is not very interested in football. The main thing is to look at handsome guys and clothes. How is it possible? Will suddenly run over to see him during the European Cup?

Especially when he has no games and is relatively free, this time is the most suitable for talking about some important things.

The woman stood up after being silent for a while, pulled her clothes together, sighed helplessly and touched Juan's head: "It would be fine if you weren't so smart."

Juan just smiled and didn't say anything. After all, he was brought up by Eugenia no matter what. It's not like he couldn't hear the pride contained in this sentence.

Eugenia's maternal brilliance radiated for a while, and soon she became serious: "I did come here on business, and it was about the family."

"Inheritance of real estate." Juan answered softly.

Since the unexpected death of his parents, Juan has inherited a large amount of inheritance, which naturally includes her mother's fief rewards and noble titles.

"There has been a lot of quarrel in the family. I often hear news from my family when I am away all year round." Eugenia had a headache. Even if she avoided this thing, it would always reach her ears. This is inevitable. of.

"Portuguese nationality enjoys Spanish titles and fief rewards. They naturally have something to say." Juan nodded. They have not been arguing for so many years. It is probably because his aunt and sister suppressed it, and their grandmother I also keep an attitude of turning a blind eye to this matter, but now, because of the death of her second husband, my grandmother has been hit hard and has been bedridden for more than two years. People began to float.

——Others don't know how much property the Albert family owns, but at least the treasures that can be obtained are priceless treasures.

"They will forcibly confiscate the real estate from you." When Eugenia said this, the cold light in her eyes almost devoured someone. Obviously, people's hearts will be deceived by money when the family is big. Everyone is ready to start putting pressure on Juan and let him hand over the assets at hand, which can be seen from the cold reception he received when he was in Real Madrid.

This matter will not be brought to the international court. For a family like theirs, face is more important than life, and their grandmother is still there, so it is impossible for them to cause a big storm, but it will inevitably cause a lot of trouble.

Juan was silent for a while: "Auntie must already have an idea?"

"Yes, that's why I appeared here." Eugenia smiled, but there was a little reluctance in the smile. "Mother said...she will buy all the real estate of the Albert family from you, and if the valuation is successful, she can pay the full amount someday."

—a terrible, deep-pocketed family.

"Yes." Juan nodded, "Let's find someone to estimate the value, and then I will find a time to handle the transfer and adoption."

"..." Eugenia was taken aback by him, and immediately straightened up: "Think carefully, it was all left to you by your mother, if you change your nationality and name now, everything is still in time. "

"Change your nationality and name?" Juan smiled. "Although I haven't played the game these days, I already answered this question in 00, didn't I?"

In 00, Juan, he participated in the adult group competition of the national first team for the first time, it was that year.

He answered directly with his choice.

"Juan Diaz has dual citizenship of Spain and Portugal, and he still has his own freedom and room for development, while Juan Albert..." Juan shook his head, "I will be scolded by the whole of Portugal."

Juan doesn't want to know what it feels like to be pointed at the spine by his own country. Now he just wants to continue to be his own coach, and he is already very happy playing games.

"I was still wondering why the family suddenly made such a big move against you." Eugenia sighed, "They kicked you out of Spain, but they never expected you to come back."

"I just went out to relax." Juan said softly, "I will definitely go back to Spain."

"By the way, where is your manager? Why does it seem like he disappeared in Europe?" Eugenia suddenly thought of something and raised her eyebrows, "Could it be that he has been killed?"

"No, he went to South America." Juan replied softly, "Don't worry, he doesn't know anything, and he will be fine."

He didn't want to interfere in the matters of these great nobles, but once he considered what his mother left him, he had to think carefully.

"Sigh... I don't know whether it's good or bad for your mother to leave these things to you." Eugenia stretched and stood up. As the most rebellious grandchild of the Albert family and the most appetizing to their grandmother, she He has always been in a very delicate position in the family, but he still has the qualifications to say a few words, "I will go back and tell mother your answer, you are stable."

"You have to be steady." Juan sighed, "He is 35 years old, and he still plays this kind of seduction play. It's fine if the little boy Igor can't stand it. You are not afraid of my roommate coming back."

Juan’s roommate is a physical trainer. He is about 60 or [-] years old like Juan’s aunt. Eugenia smiled brightly at him, blooming like a rose in an instant: “Try to mention my age again. ?”

Eugenia gave a shock when she came, and she left with a lot of fanfare. The woman who put on her coat and sunglasses took a car from the main entrance of the hotel with a lot of fanfare and left. The car that Juan sent her to was very gentlemanly. Reaching out to help her cover her head so as not to hit her, many reporters almost gritted their silver teeth.

"Who is that person?!" "Juan met his girlfriend privately?!" "It's terrible, he didn't have a girlfriend until now?!" "It's all a lie! No wonder Juan's flirting skills are so high !!"

Hearing the howls of ghosts and wolves from the reporters, Juan was also very helpless, but he had no intention of explaining. Instead, he looked at the time in his hand and turned back to the hotel, leaving a group of resentful people watching his back.

During training the next morning, Juan was watched by a group of strange eyes. He happened to meet his teammates back when he sent Eugenia away. He started, and even whispered something secretly. The woman couldn't see her face clearly with sunglasses on, but the intimate gesture seemed wrong no matter how she looked.

What was even more strange was that Juan didn't push her away, but allowed the woman to lean on his arm, and when the woman wanted to speak, he would turn his head and automatically send his ear to him, without any sign of impatience.

... what the hell, Juan's girlfriend? ! !

They even witnessed the news in the newspaper the next morning. Originally, they thought they would see Juan's clarification in the newspaper, but Juan didn't say a word and just acquiesced? !

Facing the strange eyes of his teammates, Juan was not afraid and continued to train, but there were more and more reporters outside. When he went to train in the afternoon, Scolari finally couldn't help but say something.

"Juan...Although you don't play, you should also pay attention to the public influence. It's fine to bring your friends here, but it's a bit too much to bring your girlfriend into the hotel."

Is it okay to bring friends in for a sit down? !Coaches are you sure?

However, before everyone started their complaints, Juan calmly replied, "That's my sister."

"..." Scolari opened his mouth, speechless, "Even if it is a sister, it is very bad behavior to bring female relatives in."

"There won't be a next time." Juan replied with a good attitude, without explaining that he actually only brought friends, and Eugenia was the real situation at the airborne scene.

Scolari nodded with satisfaction: "Do you want to play tomorrow?"

Rao Scolari also felt sorry for France being killed by Greece. He thought about it, maybe he should take Juan with him in the next game—especially the next game is against the Tulips. The Netherlands is also very strong in offense and defense. .

"I'll follow your command." Juan smiled and didn't say much. Although no player wanted to play, he still had to consider Scolari's difficulties.

When the training started in the afternoon, everyone noticed that Cristiano was depressed. Figo and Scolari both pulled him to talk for a while, but it was useless. Ann waved and called over.

"What's wrong?" Juan looked at the two big men, and then at the Portuguese teenager who lowered his head, his eyes became severe, "What mistake did Cristiano make again?"

"No." Scolari patted the Portuguese teenager on the head, "He's not energetic all afternoon, you can comfort him."

Juan's head was full of confusion, but seeing that his teammate seemed to be really depressed, he didn't refuse, and directly asked, "What's wrong?"

Cristiano opened his mouth, turned his head and didn't speak, Juan was taken aback, this is the first time his teammate showed his face to him, right? "Just say anything, and I'll solve it for you."

"You can't solve it!" Cristiano muttered, and then glared at Juan again, and Juan clearly saw that his eyes were red. "You never want to be with me anyway..."

"?" Juan was baffled by what he said, and just as he was about to ask, the young general had already thrown him off and ran away. Juan was a little confused by the young general's face for the first time—he found that recently, he seemed to always In enlightenment, I don't know why: "What's the situation?"

Quaresma didn't know how long he had been paying attention to the situation here. Seeing Juan's bewildered face, he couldn't bear to step forward to help him answer his doubts.

"I told Cristiano that next season I would go to Deportivo..."

Oh.

Juan finally understood, it turned out that the child was feeling awkward: "So it's about this, I'll go find him."

Juan found Cristiano in the locker room. The teenager wanted to tuck himself into a closet and cry slowly, but in the end he chose to sit on the bench, covered his face with his jersey and said nothing.

Juan sighed and stepped forward to pat him on the head.

One or two, why do you want to suffer together with him?

Obviously what we have now is what many people desire, so wasting and giving up is really not a good thing.

"Cristiano, do you remember what I said to you before?" Juan said softly, "I hope you can win the Footballer of the Year and the Ballon d'Or in the Premier League, and achieve unprecedented achievements in the Premier League. Sir Alex can teach You have much more than I can teach you, so no matter what, I hope you can become better."

"But you still brought Ricardo." Cristiano's voice was muffled, and Juan was helpless.

"Ricciardo has no choice, but you are different. You also know Ricardo's plight in Barcelona, ​​don't you?"