After chatting with Pablo Banderas, Li Ang returned to his rented apartment.
Lying on the sofa, he looked at the ceiling. Today had been a very tiring day for him. He had inexplicably transmigrated, had a fight with someone as soon as he arrived, and almost lost his job. After that, he had been preparing for the "crucial match" with Getafe, and all his attention was on that.
Now, Li Ang finally began to sort out the information in his mind and think about his future.
One of them was the sudden emergence of the "Miracle Doctor System." What was going on? This was too mysterious, and it could be said to be the real helper that helped Li Ang get through this difficult time!
Li Ang wanted to understand, but he tried to contact the other party with his thoughts in his mind, but he did not receive a response for the time being. This puzzled him.
In addition, he had an urgent desire to know more about Li Ang before he took over this body.
How did he become the coach of the Real Madrid Youth A team? How did he achieve such success? What was the relationship between him and himself? What was the connection? Why did this feel so strange? The name was the same, the appearance was the same, as if the two people were the same person?!
Li Ang seemed to be possessed, and began to rummage through the apartment.
He had the habit of writing a diary, but this habit had disappeared after the age of 15. If this Li Ang really had some kind of connection with himself, then did he have the habit of writing a diary?
Finally, in the innermost part of the desk drawer, he found a black leather diary.
When he saw this diary, Li Ang's heart felt as if it had been struck by lightning. He was in a daze and lost his mind.
He couldn't be more familiar with this notebook. It was his first love. To be exact, it was when he was in middle school, at that ignorant age. It was a blurry imprint, a birthday gift from the little girl with ponytails in his memory.
This was his fifteenth birthday gift.
A few days later, a major change occurred at home. Li Ang seemed to have grown up overnight, and he had to take on the responsibilities he had to bear. This notebook was locked in a drawer at home by him, and then a fire burned everything to the ground. It also buried the last pure memories he had of his youth.
Why would this diary appear here?
What was his relationship with her?!
Li Ang felt that he had found the key to unlock his destiny.
Li Ang trembled as he opened the diary.
In the beginning, he read it as a bystander, reading it as a story. But gradually, he sank into it and felt that this person was himself, he was himself, and he was himself.
The story that happened was as if he had experienced it himself. The feeling was so deep in his heart.
The date when the diary started was very special.
It was when he began to make up his mind to inherit his family's teachings and study Chinese medicine. He also made the decision to go abroad to pursue his football dream.
Li Ang did not give up. He still dreamed of becoming a star player. He signed up for a training camp of a foreign club.
In this training camp, Li Ang had worked hard for more than two years. In the end, he had to give up his dream of playing football because of his lack of talent.
In this training camp, there were many children who had the same dream of playing football. However, after being eliminated, the rest of the children with mediocre talent quickly returned to China.
However, Li Ang, who loved football from the bottom of his heart, was not willing to give up his football dream. Since he could not be a player, then what about a coach?!
At this time, he made a choice that surprised everyone — to become a coach!
Li Ang made this decision. He did not return to China like the other young people.
He chose to stay in Europe. He had made up his mind to continue his football dream in Europe. He only had one goal, which was to get a coaching certificate. After that, he would strive to become a professional coach and coach a team. As for why he did not want to return to China, it was because he knew that if the domestic players were average, the domestic football coaches were even worse. The most advanced football concepts were only in Europe. This was not worshipping foreign countries, this was the cruel reality.
His family had sacrificed everything to get him to join this training camp. They also had the idea that if Li Ang could succeed, it would be best. If he did not succeed, it would make Li Ang completely give up. In fact, his family was leaning towards the latter. After all, everyone knew about Li Ang's talent. It was just that this child was not willing to give up his dream. The family could only grit their teeth and support him. Poor parents.
Now, after Li Ang had been eliminated, he was still unwilling to give up his football dream that many people thought was ridiculous. He even wanted to stay in Europe and become a football coach.
The whole family was against it. Some of his uncles and aunts even thought that this child was crazy and possessed.
But his parents were determined to support him, even if they had to borrow money.
Li Ang stayed in Europe in the name of an employee of the training camp. He worked hard to get a coaching certificate while he worked.
This was almost an impossible task for a Chinese youth with a high school education level and a poor foreign language level. In addition, Li Ang's life was also very poor. Although his family had borrowed money to support him, after all, they were not rich. The living expenses provided by his family were only enough to pay for his rent. He could only rely on his own hard work to support his studies and living expenses.
The most difficult time was when he had to divide his steamed buns into three portions and eat three meals a day.
In order to survive, in addition to working in the training camp and fighting for a meager salary, he had done all kinds of work — washing dishes, handing out flyers, and even doing manual labor. But none of these could change his inner pursuit of his dream.
Finally, he got a coaching certificate. It was a FIFA A-level coaching certificate, which belonged to the top of the line.
After he got the certificate, he cried bitterly. All his persistence and hard work had paid off at this moment.
However, the reality was cruel. Although he got the coaching certificate, his job search was not smooth. He even hit a wall everywhere. Some clubs even suspected that his coaching certificate was a fake one bought with money and were not willing to listen to his explanation. Occasionally, there were clubs that were willing to listen to his explanation and called to verify the authenticity of the coaching certificate. But other than being surprised that a Chinese, a Chinese man, could get a FIFA A-level coaching certificate, they did not agree to give him a chance. The reason was simple: they looked down on China's football and even more so on China's coaches! And so young!
Li Ang's footprints were all over Europe. He had tried France, Italy, Germany, the Netherlands, and the United Kingdom. He had also obtained some jobs. It was long and short, and he had suffered a lot. Of course, he had also accumulated valuable experience.
Later, he came to Spain and came to Madrid. When he saw Real Madrid's recruitment notice for under-17 youth team coaches, Li Ang resolutely applied. Perhaps others would think that he was too arrogant. It was Real Madrid. What qualifications did he have to compete for this position?!
However, Li Ang believed in his own ability. He was very confident. After all these years of training, he had made rapid progress.
Besides, if he did not try, who knew the result?!
And it was this drive that had led him step by step to where he was now. Otherwise, in the face of so much training and suffering, he would not have been able to persevere.
Mr. Soldado, who was in charge of the youth training base at Real Madrid's Chamardine Training Base, was very curious about a Chinese man applying for the position.
Yes, he was just curious. A Chinese man applying for the position of coach at Real Madrid was no less surprising than a Spaniard applying for the position of coach of China's table tennis team.
This curiosity prompted him to give Li Ang a chance, a chance for an interview.
After that, everything seemed like a dream, but it also seemed to be natural. Soldado was surprised by Li Ang's youth, and even more amazed by this young man's colorful and moving experience in his football dreams. Li Ang then proved his ability in the exam.
Soldado almost went against the majority's opinion and hired Li Ang as the coach of Real Madrid's under-17 youth team. However, due to the strong opposition, he could only try to sign Li Ang for a year. In order to protect Li Ang, he even took the initiative to remind Li Ang to add a penalty clause to the contract.
In a sense, Soldado was Li Ang's talent scout and mentor.
Closing the diary, Li Ang's face was full of tears. He could feel all of this, all of the hard work, all of the sadness, all of the persistence, all of the unwillingness to give up, all of the pain.
There was also the joy of success.
He felt it deeply. It was a feeling that came from the depths of his soul. He was that Li Ang, and that Li Ang was him.
This was his story.
All of a sudden, an idea popped into his mind. Li Ang was stunned.
In his world, the reason he gave up pursuing his dream and chose to inherit his family's teachings was because of an accident when he was 15 years old.
His father was in a car accident on the way to send him to football school and unfortunately passed away.
This bad news caused his mother's health to collapse.
Although they weren't rich, their happy family collapsed in an instant.
Li Ang was devastated. This was the first time he hated himself for liking football. This big boy thought that if he did not like football, his father would not have passed away. He hated football.
Li Ang gave up football.
He knew that although his father had always supported his football dream, his father's greatest desire was for him to inherit his family's teachings and become a traditional Chinese medicine doctor.
Li Ang began to study traditional Chinese medicine seriously. With his shocking hard work and incredible talent, he became one of the best in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.
At this time, people were saying that this kid was cut out to study traditional Chinese medicine.
Li Ang also accepted this saying. He thought that this was his destiny. At this time, he had grown up and understood that his father's death was an accident. He should not have hated football. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, as if he was not a murderer and was free. However, he still insisted on not coming into contact with the football industry just to comfort the deceased.
Now, Li Ang suddenly realized a problem. Since he had persisted in his football dream until now, then what about the car accident that year?! Did it happen again?!
He did not think that if the car accident had happened, he would have been able to continue pursuing his football dream with a clear conscience.
Li Ang gritted his teeth. He reminded himself that it was 2003 now. It was 2003. He still remembered the phone number in his hometown at that time.
With a nervous heart, Li Ang dialed the number of his home, the number that was buried deep in his heart.
He pressed the receiver tightly to his ear and listened to the long beeping sound that came from the other side, waiting to be connected.
After a few rings, the phone was picked up.
"Hello, who is this?" A middle-aged man's voice came through.
The weakest string in Li Ang's heart, the saddest string, snapped. Tears poured out of his eyes.
At this moment, he only wanted to say thank you. Thank you, thank you God, thank you God, thank you Buddha, thank you Allah, thank you all gods! No matter what the reason was, no matter which god had sent him here, he only wanted to say thank you for the fact that he could still hear the voice of the man on the other end of the phone. He was his father, a man with a backbone as strong as a mountain and broad shoulders! A father who had always doted on him and supported him for no reason! A father who selflessly sacrificed himself for his son without any regrets! His most beloved father!
"Dad — —" Li Ang choked.
"Leilei, is that you?" His father asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen? "
Leilei was Li Ang's nickname.
"Nothing, nothing." Li Ang quickly said, "I just wanted to tell you a piece of good news. Our team won today's game again."
"It's good that you won." His father said, "I knew it. My son is the best!"
"That goes without saying." Li Ang wiped his tears and said proudly.
"Last time you called, you said that the person in charge of the youth training base also admires you. That's good. Do well, son." His father said.
Li Ang was stunned at first, then he understood. He had been hiding the good news from his family. In his father's eyes, his son was the best. He was the proudest!
Li Ang understood. He also understood. Because he was the same. In that world, he became the young leader of the Chinese medicine industry. His mother was proud of him. But his mother did not know that her son had suffered along the way. Li Ang had always been one to report only the good news. His parents had sacrificed too much for him. He swore that he would make them proud of him. Only pride and pride, only this!
After chatting with his father for a while, Li Ang was worried that he could not control his emotions. He found an excuse to hang up the phone.
Lying on the sofa, Li Ang's tears gushed out again.
A man does not cry easily, only because he has not reached the point of emotion!
Now, Li Ang could understand the other him.
They were the same kind of people.
No, they were the same person.
He wanted to thank this version of himself.
He had been filial, he had been persistent, he had not given up!
He made his father proud!
For his father, his son was willing to obediently inherit the family business. This was something to be happy about. However, his son persisted in his own path and finally succeeded. His father was the happiest!
For a father, this was the proudest thing!
Thank you for your persistence and efforts!
Li Ang put his hand on his chest and swore to himself.
"Don't worry, I will continue to pursue your dream. I will continue to move forward.
"Your dream, leave it to me.
"I will make my father proud, always proud!
"Our dream!
It will definitely come true!
"Whether the future is smooth or bumpy, I will go on with determination!
"I want to be the most successful one!"
One day in 2003, Li Ang, who was in a foreign country, made a vow in his heart.
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