Li Ang wanted to laugh. He thought it was so funny. A kid appeared at Charmartin's door, thought he was the coach of Real Madrid, and then recommended himself, saying he was the best player in Spain. Oh my god, this kid was so cute.
He laughed heartily and patted the child's head. "Child, you're so cute." He continued to laugh as he spoke.
The kid didn't seem happy to be touched. He avoided Li Ang's hand and looked up at him. "I'm not a kid anymore. I'm twelve years old! Don't laugh. You have to respect the best player in Spain! I'm not joking. I'm serious. "
"Okay, I won't laugh." Li Ang continued to laugh. "Where is your family?" He actually wanted to say, "Kid, you are so cute and interesting. Does your family know?"
At that moment, a tall man came over and shouted, "Hey, let go of my son. I'm talking to you. Let go of my son, or I'll beat you up."
We could totally imagine Li Ang's mood at this time. He was both helpless and a little annoyed. He withdrew his hand that was about to touch the kid's head and made a 'stop' gesture to the angry big guy. "Hey, man! Calm down, stay calm! I didn't do anything. You can ask your son if you don't believe me. "
The man stopped rushing, which could be interpreted as a temporary break from the attack mode. He turned to look at his son. "Son, is he right?"
"In fact, this kid talked to me." Li Ang felt that it was necessary to explain further.
"I didn't ask you. I asked my son. You are not my son." The man glared at Li Ang, and then looked at his son. His eyes immediately became gentle.
Damn, you son of a bitch, what are you talking about? I have a bad temper! Ah, ah, ah!
Li Ang was so angry that he laughed. He had never seen such a strange father and son. If it weren't for the fear of attracting the police, he would have fought with the big man.
*****
The kid said something to his father in a low voice. Li Ang was so close that he couldn't hear it clearly. However, seeing that the child's father was nodding while looking over, it meant that this big man understood. As expected of his son, there was no barrier in their communication.
At the same time, Li Ang also felt that it was strange. A kid who had just dared to recommend himself and say that he was the best player in Spain, why did he look a little timid and not dare to speak loudly?
He began to recall, recalling the child's behavior just now. Li Ang had an amazing memory. His mind was like a movie replaying, replaying the scene just now again.
When he was joking and scaring the child just now, the child was shocked and took a step back. He was scared.
When the boy volunteered himself and said that he was the best player in Spain, his fists were clenched tightly. His eyes were not so firm, but he forced himself to calm down and kept his fists clenched. This was self-encouragement and self-protection in a situation of nervousness and fear.
Li Ang began to understand that this child was not as brave and confident as he had shown just now. And God knows how long it took for this child to muster up the courage to recommend himself, and how many times he had cheered himself up before he took this step.
This was a child with some inferiority complex.
This kind of child who was not very confident and had some inferiority complex yearned for change deep in his heart. Sometimes, he would summon the courage to prove himself. And this time, once the courage was not supported and recognized, it would make him feel even more inferior.
Unfortunately, Li Ang, who knew nothing about all this, did not express recognition and encouragement for the child's brave behavior just now. This was a big blow to the child.
Although Li Ang could not be blamed, Li Ang still felt sorry in his heart. As a coach, he knew how precious his behavior just now was to the child.
At this time, the man also learned about the general situation from his son. This big man with a somewhat fierce face smiled at Li Ang embarrassedly. "Sorry, I was a little emotional just now. You know, as a father …"
"I can understand." Li Ang nodded.
"Oh, that's great. I'm really sorry." Seeing that Li Ang did not mind, the man breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sir, I think I need to apologize to you," Li Ang said.
The man looked at Li Ang with some surprise. He did not understand why Li Ang said that, because he had just learned about the general situation from his son. It seemed that the other party did not need to apologize. On the contrary, his son was a little abrupt.
Li Ang looked at the child, and the man also looked at Li Ang. Then, he motioned his son to wait aside.
"Just over there. Don't go far. Dad can see you," the man said.
The son looked at his father and walked away silently.
*****
Li Ang told the man his analysis. He told the man what had just happened in the way of telling a story. He also told the man his analysis of the child's character through the details.
"Forgive me for being blunt." Li Ang said, "I haven't seen the child play football, so I don't know his ability …"
"My son is a genius," the man corrected.
"Well, a genius. In the eyes of every father, their children are geniuses," Li Ang said with a smile.
The man looked at him and did not continue to correct him.
"I just think that the child is not confident enough. I don't know the reason for all this." Li Ang said, "However, this needs to be paid special attention. Self-confidence is very important for a player! It is even a necessary factor for success. Now he is still very young and his character has not been fully developed. As long as the method is right, his character can become strong. "
The man looked at Li Ang in surprise. He did not expect this person to be able to analyze so accurately with just one conversation. Moreover, he could feel that the Asian man in front of him was very sincere. The other party's apology just now was also sincere. It should be known that the other party did not need to apologize at all, and there was no need to say such a thing because it had nothing to do with the other party.
Therefore, he was a little touched by Li Ang's sincerity.
At the same time, the man was also a little emotional. It seemed that he had found someone to talk to. He was really worried about his son's somewhat timid character.
"Thank you," he said.
"There will be a way. The shaping of a child's character is a process," Li Ang said.
The man suddenly stared at Li Ang and asked a question, "What do you think of my son?"
"Uh …" Li Ang was stunned. He did not understand what the other party meant. Didn't he just say that he had not seen the child play football? Naturally, he was not qualified to comment.
Seeing that Li Ang did not speak, the man said again, "Are you a coach? My son said you are a coach. "
"That's right. I am a coach. "Li Ang nodded.
Hearing Li Ang say so, the man immediately became happy and brought the topic back to the previous. "What do you think of my son?"
Li Ang felt as if there was a grass mud horse galloping wildly in his heart. He was now doubting whether his kind words were right or wrong. The main thing was that the child's father was somewhat out of tune. Why was he still entangled with the child?
"You came to Real Madrid for a trial?" Li Ang decided to point it out directly because he felt that the man also mistakenly thought that he was a Real Madrid coach.
"Yes." The man nodded and pointed to his son. "I hope that he can grow up in the best environment."
Hearing the man say so, Li Ang was not very happy. Sure enough, he was from Real Madrid.
"Sorry, I'm not a Real Madrid coach," Li Ang said.
The man did not seem to hear the displeasure in Li Ang's tone. He asked in surprise, "But you said you are a coach?"
"I'm a coach, but I'm not a Real Madrid coach," Li Ang said, holding back his anger. "I'm the manager of Sporting de Gijón's B team."
"Sporting de Gijón?" The man was stunned. "Where is this? Son, do you know? Sporting de Gijón. "
Li Ang felt a headache coming on. He really felt that the father and son were very strange.
However, what surprised him was the child's answer.
"Sporting de Gijón is a city in the northern port. It's a Segunda División team. However, they used to be very glorious in the last century," the child said in a childish voice. "Dad, your geographical knowledge is really bad."
The man smiled foolishly and then winked at Li Ang, meaning that he saw it. His son was very good.
Li Ang was speechless. Did having good geographical knowledge and a lot of football knowledge mean that he was good at playing football? However, he did feel that the child was quite cute.
*****
"It's a pity that you're not a Real Madrid coach." The man shook his head regretfully. "Why aren't you a Real Madrid coach?" He stared at Li Ang and asked.
Why did I have to be a Real Madrid coach! Li Ang was infuriated.
"It's a pity." The man seemed to really feel that it was a pity that Li Ang was not a Real Madrid coach. He shook his head and said again, "Actually, you're a pretty good coach. It's a pity. Sporting de Gijón, that small club. Why aren't you a Real Madrid coach? If you're not a Real Madrid coach, why are you here? What do you think of my son? Could he have been chosen by Real Madrid? Yes, how could my son not be chosen by Real Madrid? "
The man's self-talk almost made Li Ang collapse.
He blurted out, "Excuse me, what's the name of your genius son?"
He made up his mind. If it was not a name that he was familiar with in the future, he would not be polite and teach the man a lesson. Well, the rather warm conversation between the two of them had now been eaten by dogs. The boat of friendship had capsized.
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