Li Ang was very emotional.
The original owner of his body, Li Ang, was really popular.
On the way to Rodriguez's office, some of the staff who had heard about what had just happened secretly gave him a thumbs-up, and some came over to pat him on the shoulder to show encouragement and support.
As a Chinese, he could be so popular in a foreign country, especially in the training base of Real Madrid. This reflected Li Ang's success and his extraordinary ability! To be able to make these foreigners treat him like this, Li Ang himself was definitely outstanding. Strength was the most important pass to win respect!
Li Ang was very glad.
He could see that his assistant, Pablo Banderas, was sincerely looking out for him. He was a good man with principles and a sense of justice. The trouble that Li Ang had just caused was not small. Although Candelaria had humiliated him first, no matter what, Li Ang had made the first move. Even if the police were to deal with it, the party who made the first move would definitely be very passive. Pablo Banderas could not not understand the situation, but he still promised Li Ang in an unusually firm tone.
"Li, don't worry. Nothing will happen," Pablo Banderas said. "I promise."
At first, Li Ang did not take this promise to heart.
However, a few minutes later, he really realized what this forty-five-year-old Spanish man's promise meant.
Mr. Rodriguez roared angrily, saying that Li Ang's behavior had humiliated the Chamardine training base and the century-old powerhouse Real Madrid.
"In the century-old history of Real Madrid, there has never been a coach who dared to beat up another coach who was loyal to the club!" Rodriguez looked arrogant. "Chinese man, you are honored to be the first. You will be nailed to the pillar of shame of Real Madrid forever! As for now, Chinese man, you should already know your ending. "
"Get out of here, Chinese man." Candelaria, who had a panda eye and a cold because of the water, shouted at the side. He had a paper towel inserted in his nostrils to block his snot.
"Hey, Your Excellency's face —" Li Ang clicked his tongue.
"Shut up, Chinese man!" Rodriguez shouted. "Now, you can leave. In addition, we will also take back the apartment provided by the club —"
"Sir —" Pablo Banderas, who had been silent, raised his hand. "I think I need to say something."
"Mr. Banderas, what do you want to say?" Rodriguez stared at Banderas with a threatening look.
"Sir." Pablo Banderas was not afraid of the threatening gaze of his immediate superior. "I think I need to state that I witnessed the entire incident with my own eyes. That's right, Lee made a move. This is Lee's fault. However, Mr. Candelaria also hit Lee. Of course, this isn't the most important thing. I think, Mr. Rodriguez, you must not know the reason for the conflict. "
"You say it!" Rodriguez frowned and snorted.
"Mr. Candelaria was disrespectful to Li."
"That is not a reason to hit him."
"What if I can prove that Mr. Candelaria was suspected of racial discrimination against Li?" Pablo Banderas said seriously.
"That can't —" Rodriguez paused. "What did you say? Racial discrimination? "
"Yes!" Pablo Banderas nodded. "I think, if this matter gets out, for our great Real Madrid, for such a respected century-old powerhouse, to have a coach suspected of racial discrimination against another coach, this will be the biggest stain in Real Madrid's century-old history."
Rodriguez did not speak. He calculated in his heart. Yes, he wanted to get rid of Li Ang, but he had to consider the means. As Pablo Banderas said, if the racial discrimination spread, it would definitely cause an uproar. It would have an extremely bad impact on Real Madrid, and he, the head of the youth base, would also be greatly affected.
"Yes, I said those words, but what evidence do you have?" Candelaria said proudly.
Yes, what evidence do you have? Rodriguez felt the same way. In Spain, in the Western world, who would pay attention to what a Chinese said?
"I can prove it." Pablo Banderas said, "I will stand up and prove it. For this, even if I lose my current job, I will not hesitate."
Li Ang suddenly looked at Pablo Banderas, his assistant, a colleague he did not know well. At this moment, Li Ang understood what Pablo Banderas's "I promise" meant.
He was moved.
Rodriguez was shocked by Pablo Banderas's firm words. The Western media would not pay much attention to what a Chinese man said, but a Spaniard stood up and proved it. This was enough weight. What's more, Pablo Banderas was an old man who had worked for Real Madrid all his life. He had a good reputation in the training base. The words of such a person were extremely lethal.
He stared into Pablo Banderas's eyes. He did not understand why this man was doing this.
Pablo Banderas's resolute attitude made Rodriguez hesitate to shoot the rat for fear of breaking the vase.
Both sides had the other's weakness!
In the end, both sides took a step back and pretended that the conflict had never happened. Li Ang did not pursue Candelaria's insulting remarks, and the other side did not pursue the fact that Li Ang had hit him first.
However, this did not mean that Rodriguez had given up his plan to fire Li Ang. This time, the two sides had directly fallen out. He simply threatened that if Li Ang's team did not win in the next game, then he would not hesitate to kick Li Ang out of the Chamadine Training Base.
Or this sentence could be understood as meaning that if the team had any mishaps in the following games, it would mean that Li Ang would lose his job.
"You won't get away with it." Li Ang pointed to Rodriguez's nose and said, "Even if I have to leave, I will leave with my head held high!" After saying this, he turned and left, leaving only Rodriguez with a crooked nose.
This was also what he was thinking now. Why could he endure the current terrible situation and the humiliation to stay? It was not for anything else, but the current job was Li Ang's. Although he did not know how much effort Li Ang had put in to get to this point, a young man from China becoming the manager of Real Madrid's under-17 team was in itself a miracle. One could imagine how much effort he had put in to get to this point!
Li Ang would never allow himself to be fired and leave because of failure!
This was disrespect to the original owner of this body.
As he said, even if he had to leave, he would leave with his head held high!
"Why are you doing this?" Li Ang asked Pablo Banderas. He did not understand. He really did not understand why this man was willing to lose his job to help him.
"I'm not just helping you." Pablo Banderas sighed. "You know what? I'm from Madrid. I'm a Real Madrid fan. My family is! To be able to work at Charmartine is a great blessing for people like me! My Real Madrid, in my heart, is clean and holy! "
Li Ang nodded. He understood. This was a pure fan, a real fan. He dedicated all his love to this century-old powerhouse. He thought that he was proud of his work, but when needed, he would not hesitate to stand up to maintain the purity and persistence in his heart.
"No matter what, I still want to thank you, my friend, Pablo." Li Ang smiled. "After today's game, I'll buy you a drink."
"Okay." Pablo Banderas laughed heartily.
Li Ang looked up. The sky was blue and white clouds were floating. On a small field not far away, another assistant manager, Alessandro Parisi, was leading the young players in training.
This is my team, Li Ang thought in his heart.
Li Ang looked at his players. He was proud. This was Real Madrid's under-17 youth team. What did it mean to be the coach of the under-17 youth team in Real Madrid, a century-old powerhouse? Maybe this position was not eye-catching, but it was important.
Looking at the names of his players, the goalkeeper, Casilla, the goalkeeper, Adan. Yes, it was Adan, the eternal substitute of Real Madrid's first team. But don't forget that it was Real Madrid's first team. To be able to become the third goalkeeper of Real Madrid's first team, he had to have some skills.
In other positions, there were also many talented players, such as Harvey Garcia, Negredo, Jurado, and Callejón. Although no one knew what the future of these players would be, Li Ang knew. He knew that in 2016, most of these players had become talents. At the very least, they were first-class star players. It was a pity that none of them played for Real Madrid. Basically, they were transferred to other teams.
Thinking of these star players, he was now coaching the players. Their growth, their future, could even be said to be in his hands to a certain extent. This feeling of knowing the future development process and being able to influence it at the same time was exciting and expectant.
Of course, all of this was based on Li Ang being able to lead the team to win this afternoon's game!
But after this stage, there was nothing to talk about!
Thinking of the upcoming game, Li Ang was a little nervous, but more than that, he was looking forward to it. This was a person who craved adventure and looked forward to it.
This was his "real" debut as a manager, and it was coming quietly … He looked up at the sky. The sky was fine just now, but now it was a little hazy. It was depressing, but it could not suppress the surging torrent in his heart.
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