Football: Signing in at the beginning is a reactionary kick and a quick shot

Chapter 10

Hero. Country, Manchester City Country. International Airport.

Chen Huan, who had been on the plane for more than ten hours, got off the plane and finally found the Manchester United staff who came to pick up the plane with an umbrella.

"Chen, is that you? From the back of the Dragon Kingdom? The

staff member was a big white man in his thirties with blonde hair, a little thin, and this big man looked at Chen Huan while comparing the photo in his hand.

"It's me, thank you for picking me up!" Chen Huan smiled and nodded to the other party.

His English is actually average, but daily communication is still okay, and knowing that he can play in the Premier League, he has temporarily strengthened it before.

"Chen, hello, welcome to Manchester City, my name is Dennis, go, go back!"

Dennis helped Chen Huan put the suitcase away, then started the car and set off.

The sky over Manchestershire, in the northwest of England, was gloomy, with torrential rain following several flashes of lightning and thunder.

Raindrops constantly hit the car window, splashing and flowing, coupled with the dim light in the cloudy day, inexplicably, people have a sense of loneliness.

Chen Huan, who is far from home and has just entered a foreign country, this feeling is especially strong.

In the future, everything will be on your own.

Fortunately, Dennis is more talkative, and while driving, he introduces him to some of the team.

"Our Manchester United is a super club that has been established for more than a hundred years, and it is one of the top football giants in the world today..."

Chen Huan naturally understood these things, but listening to the other party talk about it at this time, he had a different feeling.

The originally plain words sounded full of enthusiasm.

That feels, it's like a swallow. People in Beijing talk about Tiananmen Square and flag-raising ceremonies.

Chen Huan seemed to be infected by his enthusiasm, and the loneliness in his heart slowly dissipated.

Soon, the car came to the vicinity of Manchester United's headquarters in the east of Manchester City, and under the leadership of Dennis, Chen Huan stayed in a hotel near the headquarters.

After Dennis took Chen Huan to dinner, it was almost nine o'clock, and it was already dark at this time, and Dennis was about to leave after sending Chen Huan back to the hotel.

"Chen, you stay here for one night today, and I will pick you up tomorrow morning to the headquarters."

Chen Huan nodded, watched the other party leave, called home to report safety, and returned to his room.

At this time, during the World Cup, when Chen Huan turned on the TV, he found that there was a group game that had not yet ended, so he watched it for a while, but unfortunately it ended after only ten minutes.

However, the TV says that there is another scene at midnight.

One midnight here is exactly nine o'clock on the motherland's side, normal working hours.

Chen Huan, who did not reverse the jet lag, could not sleep, so he showed this group stage, a match in Argentina, and played quite well.

Chen Huan was very happy to see it, and by the end of the game it was close to three o'clock in the morning, he had some sleepiness and went to bed.

Who knew that he slept soundly, and Dennis's call came.

So with two black circles under his eyes, he followed him to the headquarters to go through various procedures, and after the various procedures were completed, followed by the club's photographer, Dennis took Chen Huan to visit Manchester United's honorary collection room.

The trophys of Premier League and Champions League winners stand quietly behind the glass, telling the greatness of this club.

Chen Huan took a deep look, and he smiled and said to Dennis: "Believe me, there will be several trophies here in the future because of me."

"It's always good to have self-confidence!" Club Lord. David Gill came over with a smile.

In the flash of the camera, Chen Huan and Jill each held a jersey with the number 30 printed on it, marked with a "Chen"!

The transfer process has been completed, and Chen Huan is now a new signing of Manchester United wearing the number 30 shirt.

"Come on boy, Simon praises you a lot, I'm looking forward to your performance."

After Jill encouraged Chen Huan, he returned to the administrative district.

"Let's go, the head coach wants to meet you."

"Head coach? Who? Chen Huan was a little confused, he really didn't know who the current manager of Manchester United was.

If someone had asked Chen Huan who the Manchester United manager was last year, he would have answered immediately: Ferguson!

But last year, the old manager who has been in charge of Manchester United for many years has retired, and I heard that Manchester United changed several managers in a row, as for who is in charge now, Chen Huan really does not know.

"You don't know?" Dennis glanced at Chen Huan a little strangely, but immediately shrugged, "Blame me too, I forgot to introduce it yesterday."

"Our new manager now is Van Gaal, that old man is not easy to mess with, you can be careful later."

Van Gaal!

If he was at his age in his previous life, he might not know who Van Gaal was, but now that he has been reborn, how can he not know Van Gaal?

This is a very strong personality manager, always known for his strictness, his management of the team is very strict, even called military management, and he emphasizes his authority in the team, the players to him, that is, must obey, otherwise the light will be scolded in public, the worst is directly delegated to the reserve team, until the player submits to him.

Such a person always reminds Chen Huan of the political education director when he was in junior high school.

Now, the head coach wanted to see him, and Chen Huan couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

He quietly pumped Dennis's sleeve, "Dennis, aren't all the main players going to the World Cup now?" There is no competition here, how can he..."

"yes, who says it isn't? If it were someone else, they might take advantage of this time to relax, but Van Gaal will come to work on time every day, study tactics, train the players who stay behind... He always has something to do anyway. "

So it is.

Suddenly, Chen Huan remembered something.

This Van Gaal, in addition to coaching harshly, has another characteristic, he likes to promote and develop young people.

Seedorf, van der Sar, Rezig, Xavi, Puyol... These young people were all discovered by him, and they all achieved extraordinary results.

He couldn't help but look forward to it.

If he could get this person's advice, he would definitely benefit a lot.

A few minutes later, Chen Huan saw head coach Louis van Gaal, dressed in a straight suit, tall, serious and sharp-eyed.

Standing in front of him, Chen Huan was a little stressed, but he still calmly straightened his back and greeted the other party generously, "Good coach!" "

Hmm!" Van Gaal replied casually, with a nonchalant look on his face, obviously not putting Chen Huan in his eyes.

"In my team, the most important thing is self-discipline, if you don't want to be eliminated from the last place, you will hurry up training."

"Yes, Coach."

Even if Van Gaal doesn't say it, Chen Huan won't let go of every training, and he has always been strict with himself.

Come to the training ground.

At this time, the training field staff also looked at Chen Huan.

"This is new?"

"Stick Country's?"

"Maybe Fuso's, right?"

"I don't know where the kick is?"