It was four to zero, and the opponent had a player sent off.
The victory was set.
Li Ang gave a thumbs up to Callejón, who had scored a hat-trick, and the latter was grinning happily.
The final score of the game was four to zero. Real Madrid's Youth A team went all out in the second half of the game and defeated Real Madrid's little brother, Getafe, with four goals.
Li Ang's pointers to Callejón in the second half of the game and the goal he scored was the turning point of the entire game. It reflected the coach's grasp of the details. It was too amazing, too cool, at least in the eyes of outsiders!
And Callejón, who he had his eyes on, also scored a hat-trick in the game.
In short, this was a game where Li Ang fully demonstrated his coaching ability.
After the game, the other members of the coaching staff came to congratulate Li Ang. They knew that their colleague from China was in a difficult situation.
The young players were also very happy.
Li Ang stood on the sidelines. He hugged each of the young players and said a few words of encouragement in their ears. The smiles on these children's faces increased. Being praised by the coach was enough for them to be happy for a few days. Many of the young players looked at Li Ang with eyes full of admiration.
They won the game against Getafe.
Li Ang passed the first hurdle after his transmigration without any mishap.
He fulfilled his promise and invited Pablo Banderas to drink.
In a small bar outside the training base.
Li Ang and Pablo Banderas drank and chatted.
The assistant coach first congratulated Li Ang. Li Ang could feel the other person's sincerity. He was very happy to have such an assistant and friend. It was a good feeling.
"Well, Pablo, I've been very confused. Why …" Li Ang also wanted to take this opportunity to fully understand the current situation.
"Li, you're a very good coach." Pablo Banderas said, "I have to admit, when you first came, I did doubt your ability. You know, you —"
"I know. I'm too young." Li Ang shrugged.
"Yes, a twenty-five-year-old coach of Cadet A, the youngest coach in the history of Real Madrid. Look at us. I'm already forty-two years old, and Alessandro Parisi is thirty-six years old. Looking at you, we both feel much older. " Pablo Banderas sighed. He still remembered how shocked he was at the time. He thought that Mr. Soldado, the head of the youth training center, who had hired this young Chinese man as a coach, must have gone crazy.
Li Ang did not speak. He nodded slightly. In fact, he also admired and respected himself from the bottom of his heart. As Pablo González said, the 25-year-old Cadet A manager, the youngest manager in the history of Real Madrid, was enough to make him proud of "himself."
Don't worry, Li Ang secretly said to his other self. Although I don't remember what I've experienced to get to this point and how much I've suffered, I promise that I'll do it very seriously and have a very brilliant future! I won't let your efforts and efforts go to waste. Just for our dreams, our common dreams. Just because, thank you for keeping my dreams alive! Or, we were originally the same person … He muttered to himself.
"Of course, there's another reason." Pablo Banderas glanced at Li Ang. "And because you're a Chinese. You know, before this, our impression of Chinese football …"
"Ha, I know, I know." Li Ang laughed. Of course, he knew the impression of Chinese football in the eyes of Westerners. Before the 2002 World Cup in Korea and Japan, many Westerners still maintained a sense of mystery about Chinese football. Then, China's historic entry into the World Cup made the world aware of China's football and the China team. Obviously, this was not a good impression … The China team won nine goals in the World Cup in Korea and Japan. If it were not for the Saudi team at the bottom, the China team would have been the worst team in the World Cup, the team with the least ambition …
"You used your professional knowledge and your excellent coaching ability to surprise us." Pablo García praised sincerely. "We are ashamed of our ignorance. Chinese football is not what we imagined."
Li Ang heard the praise and felt proud. At the same time, he wanted to say that, in fact, Chinese football was what they imagined. He, Li Ang, was just a special case!
"Then the current situation …" Li Ang did not understand. He had won the respect of these colleagues, so how could there be a problem?
"You also know that Mr. Soldado, who signed you, resigned because of health reasons."
"I hope he recovers soon." Li Ang nodded. He felt that he had grasped the main point of the problem. Mr. Soldado was the one who signed him. Now that Mr. Soldado had resigned, it meant that there was a new boss, the guy named Rodriguez. This was where the change was.
"The new head of the base, Mr. Rodriguez, doesn't like you." Pablo Banderas said, "We all think that this is unfair to you. You have been doing an excellent job, but Mr. Rodriguez has been trying to take you down. This is unreasonable."
"Why doesn't he like me? I don't remember offending him. " Li Ang said. Although he did not know the story, from what he knew, Chinese people had always been well-behaved and would not take the initiative to cause trouble. Today, for example, if it were not for Candelaria's constant insults, Li Ang would not have made a move! It was really intolerable! Moreover, he knew that he was serious and persistent about this job and his football dream. He would not take the initiative to provoke the boss of the youth base.
"It's still the same two reasons," Pablo Banderas said.
"I'm young?" Li Ang smiled. "I'm Chinese? Because of this, didn't Mr. Soldado — "At this point, he was stunned. Mr. Soldado appreciated him, but it did not mean that Rodriguez also appreciated and trusted him …
"It's these two reasons." Pablo Banderas said, "Your age is a problem, but you have been doing an excellent job for more than half a year. In the face of results, age is not a big problem."
That's right. In the face of results, age was not a problem at all.
Li Ang nodded. "So, is it because I'm Chinese? Ha, this reason is really f * cked up! "
"You don't know, Mr. Rodriguez has always looked down on Chinese people." Pablo Banderas felt ashamed. The person in charge of the Real Madrid youth base was actually a person with racist tendencies. And because of this reason, he wanted to fire an excellent Chinese coach for no reason. If this spread out, it would be a great scandal.
In the West, England and Germany were not politically interested in China. On the one hand, it was a factor of ideology. On the other hand, it was the economic rise of China. It had stolen the market of the traditional European powers in the world market. To put it bluntly, it was stealing the cake. However, the most f * cked up was Spain. This silly country was not friendly to China. In fact, with Spain's status and economic strength, it was simply a role of soy sauce. However, they were happy to make a scene. Their own economy was not doing well, and they blindly cheered. They were a bunch of idiots. Of course, this was only a minority. Most of the foreigners in Spain were still good.
"F * ck his grandmother," Li Ang cursed in Mandarin.
"What?" Pablo Banderas asked.
"Nothing. I just asked that bastard." Li Ang gritted his teeth. "Is there any other reason?"
"There is one more thing. We are just guessing."
"What?"
"You were signed by Mr. Soldado." Pablo Banderas said, "You know the importance of Cadet A. He wants Candelaria to coach Cadet A. And we heard that Mr. Rodriguez and Mr. Soldado have a conflict."
"F * ck!" Li Ang cursed. Palace feud? F * ck, he actually encountered a palace feud. He already understood that the new person in charge of the youth training base had a conflict with the previous Mr. Soldado. Moreover, he was someone highly valued by Mr. Soldado. In addition, his position was more important. In addition, he was young. In addition, that damn bastard looked down on Chinese people. Moreover, Candelaria was on Rodriguez's side. Under all these factors, it was obvious that Rodriguez was going to take him down.
"Li, you really have to thank Mr. Soldado." Pablo Banderas said, "Mr. Soldado is a really good person. I heard that he was the one who suggested that you add a penalty of 500,000 Euros to the contract. If it weren't for this penalty, Mr. Rodriguez would have fired you."
Li Ang was stunned at first, but then he understood. He respected Mr. Soldado even though he had 'never met him before'. At the same time, he felt warm inside. If Li Ang was a talented person, then Mr. Soldado's willingness to sign him was a great favor. Maybe Mr. Soldado had a clear estimation of Li Ang's health and considered the possibility of the future. Therefore, he added a penalty to Li Ang's contract to protect Li Ang. It was exactly this penalty of 500,000 Euros that made Rodriguez, the current head of the youth base, unable to make up his mind to fire Li Ang violently.
The grace of recognizing his worth and protecting him. Li Ang decided that if he had the chance, he would definitely visit this gentleman.
The only person in the youth training base who was not happy about Real Madrid's victory over Getafe's youth team was the head of the youth training base, Mr. Rodriguez. When he learned that the score had been zero and Real Madrid had not scored, he was very happy. If Cadet A had not won in a row, he would have had a reason to fire the Chinese player.
Although he was the head of the youth training base, it was impossible for him to fire the coach of Cadet A for no reason. Unless the other party had made a mistake, the penalty would not be approved.
Of course, the most important thing was the 500,000 Euros penalty. Without this penalty, he, Mr. Rodriguez, would have fired the Chinese player at any time. Now, as long as the Chinese player made a mistake, he had the right to ask the higher-ups to approve the penalty.
A Chinese coach? The level of Chinese football? Hahaha.
All in all, there was only one purpose: to clean up the remnants of Mr. Soldado and take control of Cadet A. This was the most important task for him as the head of the youth training base.
He admired his boss for leaving early due to illness. The new boss did not like Li Ang and was racking his brains to take him down. This was the most serious situation he was facing now.
Li Ang raised his neck and drank the wheat yellow beer in one gulp. It was refreshing.
Fighting with the heavens, the earth, and people. It was endless fun.
It was not easy for me to be reborn. How could I be bullied by this Luther?
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