Why did they say that Li Ang felt that there was a scumbag trying to harm him?
Just imagine, if the reporters promoted him to be such a person, then his reputation would be completely ruined and he would lose his job at Sporting de Gijón. Then … he would not be able to find a job in the whole of Spain, or even in the whole football world.
From this, it could be seen that old Parada was really ruthless, really vicious.
The reporters looked at Li Ang's somewhat stunned expression and became even more excited. They liked to see the other party's helpless look. They just liked it. They just liked to trample on this kind of rookie. It felt good, it felt good.
"Li, please answer our question." A reporter shouted happily.
"What question?" Li Ang looked at the group of reporters. These reporters were not good people either. These reporters looked like they had him in their grasp, which made Li Ang more alert and slightly unhappy at the same time.
These reporters must have thought that Li Ang was a rookie and had no experience in dealing with reporters, so they could do whatever they wanted with him.
Yes, Li Ang in this life had no experience in dealing with these reporters. However, in another time and space, Li Ang was no stranger to the creatures called reporters. As a well-known talent in the medical field, of course, he had dealt with reporters before.
First of all, you could not be afraid of reporters. Then, you could not panic, so as to avoid picking words and digging traps for them.
"You treated a young genius player like that on the training ground. What kind of mentality was that?"
"What mentality? Of course, it was out of love. I have to be responsible for my own player. When Parada faced the defense, his performance was not satisfactory. I was showing him how the opponent tackled him (I was teaching the kid how to behave). "
Ah, this guy was lying through his teeth. The reporters were not happy.
A reporter looked at Li Ang. "Li, but the news we received was not like this. Mr. Terstegan Quillarette José Parada accused you of deliberately targeting his son."
Mr. Terstegan Quillarette José Parada?
Li Ang instantly understood.
It turned out that the old guy was behind it. Let's wait and see.
"I don't understand why Mr. Terstegen Quiarette José Parada would say that. I was hurt by his misunderstanding of me. Parada's performance in some areas didn't satisfy me, so of course I had to be stricter with him. Here, I also want to criticize Terstegen Quillarette José Parada. He was too arrogant towards Parada, which was wrong. Of course, as a father, it's understandable to spoil the child a little. However, as a coach, I can't do that. Since his father didn't teach the child well, then as his coach, I have the right to discipline him, "Li Ang told the reporters in a serious tone. It was as if he was the gardener and felt a little wronged, but he was very proud.
Some of the reporters were a little dumbfounded. This Chinese guy was really powerful. He didn't look like he was that easy to deal with. They had to increase their firepower.
"Mr. Pallada expressed that he did not rule out the possibility of his son leaving Sporting de Gijón for another club. What do you think?"
"He's still a member of Sporting de Gijón."
"If the once-in-a-decade talent of Sporting de Gijón was forced to leave because of you, this would cause a lot of anger from the fans. Aren't you afraid?"
"A real genius can withstand the test." Li Ang actually wanted to say that the kid wasn't a genius, but considering his plan to trick Real Madrid, he was worried that Real Madrid would see his words, so he could only say it ambiguously.
"Parada's mother is very sad. She said that she wanted to end her treatment abroad and come back to take care of her son. Don't you think it's too much to make a mother so sad?"
Hey, is there an end to it? His mother is sad, what does it have to do with me? Li Ang cursed in his heart and was thinking about how to answer this question.
At this moment, a car came over with its horn blaring.
The car was coming aggressively and had no intention of slowing down. The group of reporters was scared and scattered while screaming.
Li Ang was about to dodge, but the car braked and stopped. Then, a head popped out of the window.
"Li?" The driver shouted.
"Mr. Tomírez?" Li Ang asked.
"It's me." The driver waved his hand. "Get in quickly."
His savior.
Li Ang stepped forward, opened the car door, and got in.
The reporters, who were frightened by the aggressive car, quickly surrounded Li Ang when they saw him get in the car. They couldn't let Li Ang go.
Unexpectedly, the car honked again. Mr. Tomírez stepped on the accelerator and drove forward a short distance. Then, it drifted beautifully.
The group of reporters was so scared that they immediately scattered.
They watched as the car disappeared from their sight in an extremely arrogant manner.
"Thank you, Mr. Tomírez." Li Ang expressed his gratitude again. "That group of reporters …"
"Ignore them." Tomírez laughed heartily and said, "The reporters are all bird droppings."
Li Ang agreed.
The car sped all the way and stopped in front of a small cafe more than twenty miles away from the Maleo training base.
The two of them got out of the car, sat down, and ordered coffee and snacks.
"Let's formally introduce ourselves. I'm Li Ang, the coach of Sporting de Gijón's B team." Li Ang smiled and stretched out his hand. They didn't have time to talk in the car. Now, they really got to know each other.
"Jesús Fernandro Tomírez." Tomírez shook hands with Li Ang. "I'm an independent scout. I hope we have a pleasant cooperation."
"Yes, a pleasant cooperation. I'm really happy to meet you." Li Ang said with a smile.
That's right. Jesús Fernandro Tomírez was a scout, an independent scout. He didn't belong to any club. He was free, just like a lone ranger. He would run around and find good seedlings. Then, he would recommend them to various clubs. In the end, whichever club signed the player would have to give him a commission. This was the rule, and the clubs would abide by it. If a club signed a player but didn't pay the independent scout, then the club's reputation would be tarnished. No one would recommend good players to them in the future.
He wasn't an agent. He was just a scout, an independent scout.
Mr. Jesús Fernandro Tomírez was contacted by Li Ang. At the training ground, he chatted with the assistant coach, Mr. Paller, and said that he wanted to find a seventeen-year-old player. He said that the kid was very good, blah, blah, blah. His words showed that he admired the player.
That's right. Li Ang was still thinking about the little guy named Juan Carlos, the little guy who left a deep impression on him in the match between Real Madrid's under-17 A team and Getafe's under-17 team. When he was at Real Madrid, Li Ang asked his assistant to contact the little guy. But the news that came was that the kid was fired by Getafe, and then he couldn't be found.
While Li Ang scolded Getafe for being blind, he was always thinking about finding the little guy who made his eyes light up.
So, after coming to Sporting de Gijón, he thought about it again.
And Paller recommended this famous independent scout, Mr. Jesús Fernandro Tomírez, to him.
The two of them agreed to meet tonight. That's why Tomírez would go to the entrance of the Maleo training base and help Li Ang out.
PS: The third update was supposed to be updated regularly. After I woke up, I realized that it hadn't been posted, so I quickly posted it. I've had enough.
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