I Want to Be the King of Football

　　 David Silva anxiously came to the door of the head coach Benitez's office.

The young man who came out of the Canary Islands stood upright, raised his head, and looked at the white aluminum wooden door. After hesitating for two seconds, he looked at his clothes and made sure that there was no problem. Then he took a deep breath and stretched out. Get out.

"Come in!"

　　 Just two knocks, the voice of coach Benitez can be heard inside.

　　 is still so familiar, so cold as if there is no temperature.

　　 David Silva took another deep breath before pushing the door in.

　　 "Sir, did you call me?" David Silva's voice trembled slightly.

Benitez was sitting in front of the computer at his desk, and the impression on the desk came from the sound of the game video. He should be watching the video and studying his opponent. This is exactly the same as the rumors that David Silva heard. .

　　 Some people's pastime is picking up girls and drinking, some people are traveling and visiting, and some people are eating and drinking, and Benitez's pastime is watching game videos.

　　 This is definitely a fantastic fighter!

　　 David Silva thought of this and couldn't help but want to laugh. Seeing Benitez beckoning him to sit down across from him, he immediately held it back and went to the opposite side of the desk and sat down.

　　 Benitez paused the video and turned to look at the thin Canary Islands boy in front of him.

　　 "I used to coach in Tenerife. Your hometown is beautiful. It has fantastic scenery, boundless sea of ​​clouds, and the purest sky in the world. I heard that it is also the origin of the canary."

　　 Canary, which means canary in Spanish.

　　 Perhaps because of his experience in Tenerife, Benitez rarely said something to David Silvador.

　　 "The water and soil there can always cultivate imaginative, outstanding footwork, delicate and sensitive players, such as Belleron in Deportivo. I heard that you are in the same village as him?"

　　 "Yes, sir!" David Silva didn't understand what Benitez wanted to say.

　　 Benitez nodded, very rarely, saw a slight smile on his face, which was fleeting.

　　 David Silva wondered if he had read it wrong.

　　 "Someone suggested to me that you are a trustworthy player, what do you think?"

　　 David Silva was a little flustered, because he didn't know what was going on.

But he was a smart boy, and he quickly reacted and realized that what the head coach was talking about was about playing Monaco in the Champions League semi-finals. There have been some discussions about the two-three-one formation.

　　 He can play the two positions of left winger and forward midfielder, and he can even barely play the right wing as a right winger against the foot.

　　 "I...I don't know, sir." David Silva hesitated.

　　 He was only eighteen years old. He had just arrived in the first team, and he hadn't even got a firm foothold. When asked this suddenly, he really didn't know what to do.

　　 "He is full of confidence in you, he thinks you can and can do well." Benitez continued.

　　 David Silva was panicked, and at the same time he wanted to know, who on earth gave him such a high evaluation?

　　 The first person who popped out of his mind was Su Dong!

　　 The guy who always likes to touch his head by his height, make him always look up, and give birth to admiration!

"This is a very important game, David, don't tolerate any mistakes, I want to hear your own thoughts, do you think you can?" Benitez stared at David Silva and asked Tao.

　　 David Silva hesitated.

　　 He played for the first team, but never played in such an important game, even without a substitute.

　　 Is this too risky and too trivial?

　　 But soon, he thought of another point. For him, was it not an opportunity?

Aimar has been injured and Canobio has never been trusted by Benitez. If he really plays in this game, if he can really perform to the satisfaction of the coach, then he is Boil it out.

　　 But is he really ready?

　　 "I don't know, sir." David Silva still shook his head, but his eyes became clearer.

　　 Obviously, he already knew what was going on.

　　 "Well, go back and think about it, and give me the answer tomorrow morning!"

After 　　 finished speaking, Benitez issued an order to evict the guests.

　　……

　　 David Silva dropped his head and left Benitez's office in despair.

　　 The expression on his face is a bit complicated, excited, scared, flustered, and even faintly regretful.

　　Jestedan was watching from the coach’s office next door, and when David Silva was away, he got up and went to Benitez’s office, closed the door, and walked over.

　　 "It still feels too tender!" Yesterdam commented.

　　 Benitez nodded, "It's really tender, good strength, and awareness, but he is a little courageous."

　　 "I'm afraid that won't work, right?" Yesterdan shook his head.

　　 Players who are courageous, once on the court, must be in a hurry. This is the Champions League semi-final. How many professional players dream of wanting to play a game?

　　 If so, let him fuck, it would be a bad thing!

"Don't be so anxious to make a conclusion, Paco!" Benitez waved his hand. "Some players seem to be fearless, and they speak with pride before the game. When it comes to an emergency, he is softer than anyone else. Some players are timid and weak because they are not ready. When he wants to understand, he is more courageous than anyone else."

　　 Yesterdan pondered, there is a certain reason, these two types of players are not uncommon.

"I looked at the training situation of David Silva in the first team this season, as well as the reports of his several appearances. It didn't show that he had any timidity. This is not a timidity. The player in charge!"

　　 Yesterdam also nodded. Judging from his performance this season, David Silva is quite satisfactory.

"Su Dong has a high evaluation of him, and he has been training with Su Dong. From the training point of view, the two people still have a good understanding. Although they are front midfielders, they will face Monaco's two midfielders, but we all know that, The real pressure is on Su Dong, Aimar can do it, and David Silva can do the same."

"Organizing and controlling the rhythm of the game, there are Albelda and Baraja, and they also have them in defense. All David Silva needs to do is to take over Su Dong, Vicente and Rufitte, and move horizontally before the opponent's double midfielder. Cruising and splitting the ball, passing through if you have a chance, this is actually not very difficult."

　　 As long as Su Dong can hold Monaco's back line, the double midfielders must also protect the line of defense, the pressure on the front midfielder will not be too great, and Aimar's body may not be much better than David Silva.

　　 "The whole world now recognizes that we will adopt a four-four-two formation because Aimar is absent, but if we suddenly go up with David Silva at this time, Deschamps must have not expected it!"

　　 Yesterdam looked at his boss somewhat unexpectedly, "Is this a bit risky?"

　　In the memory of his assistants, Benitez has always been the most risk-averse.

　　 "Using extraordinary means at all times. Besides, Paco and Su Dongding are at the forefront. The fault tolerance rate behind us will be much higher. This risk may not be that big."

　　 Yesterdam was persuaded.

　　 Even Benitez, who has always been conservative and averse to risk, wants to understand. It must be certain.

　　 "Now, the biggest problem is this kid, dare he?"

　　 This is the biggest problem right now!

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　　 Leaving Benitez's office like a walking dead, David Silva went straight to the gym.

　　 Sure enough, Su Dong is still here.

　　 Rarely, Vicente is also there.

　　 The two were training there talking and laughing, and the topic they talked about was also about the upcoming Champions League semi-finals.

　　 David Silva sat aside, silently, listening to them talking, there was a trance of listening to the heavenly scriptures.

　　 Once, he thought that all of this would be far away from him, so far away that he could not touch it at all, and even he was worried that he would have a chance to play a Champions League knockout round in his life, let alone the semi-finals.

　　 But suddenly, he was like a lucky man who was hit by a piece of pie that fell from the sky, and he was dizzy.

　　 My mind seemed to split into two people, one said yes, and bravely promised him; the other said no, you are still young, what if something goes wrong?

　　 The two voices are constantly intertwined, and no one can persuade each other, making David Silva head like a fight.

　　 In the end, he simply closed his eyes and raised his head, trying to make himself think of nothing.

　　The question is, how can I not want to?

He was really irritable and wanted to scratch his head, pulled out the two fighting guys inside, and gave him a severe lesson, but he knew that even if he did that, he still couldn't solve it. problem.

　　Want or not?

　　 "It's difficult!" David Silva breathed out a long breath and muttered.

　　 "What's the embarrassment?"

Su Dong’s grinning voice came over ~www.wuxiahere.com~ David Silva opened his eyes suddenly and found that he and Su Dong, and Nuno Cruz and others were left in the gym without knowing when. Packed things in the distance.

　　 When Vicente left, he didn't realize it.

　　 "Have you seen the boss?" Su Dong used his left hand to remove the bandage on the palm of his right hand, and sat down beside David Silva.

　　 David Silva gave a hum, nodded and said: "See you, he told me everything."

　　 "Isn't that a good thing?" Su Dong asked with a smile.

David Silva understands what Su Dong means, this is indeed a good thing, even a godsend, so many young players can't wait for an excellent opportunity, if it were not Su Dong, he would not have waited for this in his life. opportunity.

　　 In his heart, he was full of gratitude to Su Dong, but at the same time, he was full of doubts and worries about himself.

　　He has never been that fearless character!

　　 "Su, may I ask you a question?"

　　 After Su Dong removed his right hand, he removed the bandage on his left hand, without raising his head, "Yes, ask."

　　 "Why are you so good to me?"

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