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Chapter 26 The Roommate Is Uncle Jiong
Chapter 26 The Roommate Is Uncle Jiong
Hugo was just trying to save face, and he just talked about it. He really doesn't think the coach is easy now. The deeper he gets in touch with him, the more he is no longer the crazy guy who just came back.
Rich’s registration went smoothly, and there’s nothing wrong with it. To put it bluntly, this kind of project is to cultivate the next generation of famous coaches for Italy. Of course, the more seedlings the better, as long as you give money, you can go. Of course, some levels of training require invitations. Hugo only signed up for beginners, so no invitation letter was required.
Rich just started to explain to Hugo that he was not very clear that he could not get anything in this course. To get the certificate, he had to take the serious UEFA.B course, and the coaches who got the UEFA.B course could teach The team of Serie C and Serie D is already there, and there are restrictions on the number of people who can participate.
But this time Hugo participated in no conditions, it was like an interest class, so Hugo was able to sign up for it. Of course, this kind of course will also attract many people who are interested in coaches, such as retired players or coaches. Players who are about to retire.
Hugo’s travel is not a big problem. He is used to it. It doesn’t take too long to fly from Palermo to Florence. He transits in Rome and arrives in Florence in the afternoon.
After renting a car, Hugo easily arrived at the Corvelciano training base in the northeast corner of Florence, which is not far from the Frankie Stadium in Florence, which is the home stadium of the Florence football team. Guo really wants to see it, but I don't have time today.
Hugo doesn't plan to live in the city center, he plans to live in the training base, because it seems that there is a football field here, he can play here first, and being fucked is really being laughed at by Victor.
There are separate rooms available, but Hugo chose a double room. There is another purpose of coming here to meet more people in the football world. Hugo expects that his roommate will be some great god (retired famous player or about to retire famous players).
Before evening, he was lying on the bed and saw the "great god" in his mind. A man in his 30s walked in wearing a sportswear. When he saw Hugo, the great god was full of curiosity. Confuse.
Before putting away his luggage, he asked, "Who are you?!"
"Gianluigi Passirio Colleni!" Hugo jumped up from the bed and stretched out his hand to reply.
"Are you from Sicily?!" Hugo spoke with a relatively obvious Sicilian accent, and he could hear it immediately, with a slightly discriminatory and dissatisfied tone.
"Yes!" Hugo was a little nervous, and withdrew his hands, his tone was a little cold.
The sportswear smiled awkwardly and said, "I didn't mean that, you understand! My name is Allegri Massimiano!"
"I was in Sicily once, and I ran into robbers, er, I was fine, my money was robbed, so I walked 5 kilometers!" Allegri explained.
Sicily is indeed in such a mess. There are no people for five kilometers. Where did your teacher go? It was so miserable. Hugo felt a little better and accepted Allegri's explanation.
"There are good people in Sicily, like me!" Hugo said.
"I believe it!" Allegri put down his bag, "You look too young, are you here for short training?!"
nonsense!
"Of course, I am indeed younger, but I am very interested in being a coach, so hehe, let me take a look!" Hugo explained.
"Nice to meet you!" Allegri may feel that the way of greeting just now was not very harmonious, so he stretched out his hand again.
"I'm also very happy to meet you, you can call me Gigi, or Hugo! As for you, what can I call you?!" Hugo said enthusiastically.
"You can call me by my name, just Allegri!" Allegri said casually.
"No, it seems that we are not close enough, how about I decide to call you Shabi?!" Hugo still decided to take revenge on Allegri, a small gesture.
"Charpy?!" Allegri was baffled. The pronunciation of my first name and my last name is too different. A nickname or a nickname? !
"No, it's Shabi! It's a transliteration of Chinese, which means very wise. You look very wise, so I gave you this nickname!" Hugo waved his hands and said with a smile.
"Uh, thank you for your compliment! Charpy! I like it! You also look very Charpy, and you can understand Chinese!" Allegri also praised.
Uh, shooting yourself in the foot with a rock!
"No, I can't bear this title, but you can!" Hugo shook his head.
"Okay! You can call it whatever you want!" Facing the child, Allegri decided it didn't matter.
"By the way, how about I invite you to dinner tonight? It's my apology for just now!" Allegri said apologetically.
"Okay, Shabi, you are such a good man! I am sure you are my friend!" Hugo reached out and patted Allegri on the shoulder. What can Allegri do, he can only smile, this little brother Very active.
The dinner for the two was a famous local steak in Florence. During the meal, the two had a good exchange. Allegri learned that Hugo was actually the owner of the team. Coach training, even for the Italian team.
"I didn't expect you to have your own team at such a young age! It's amazing!" Allegri exclaimed.
"It's nothing, it doesn't cost much! My interest came from last year's World Cup. I thought I could also be a head coach and a player, so I came here!" Hugo smiled.
Damn, being rich is self-willed, you can do whatever you want!Allegri is secretly envious, thinking that he has been battering in all levels of leagues these years, and it's not for money!
"But being a head coach is not easy!" Allegri said. He is an experienced player and has worked with many coaches. He knows that it is not easy, especially now that the role of coaches is becoming more and more obvious.
"So I'll give it a try first, let's see!" Hugo said indifferently, then asked again in a blink of an eye: "So what about you?! How about you? You are not young, and you plan to become a coach after retiring?! Where are you? What……"
"Pescara!" Allegri added helplessly.
Pescara is currently in Serie B, near Lazio, close to the capital, but for Hugo, of course he doesn't know.
"What level is he!" Hugo's words always have one end but one end. Allegri didn't answer the previous question, and he moved to another topic. Allegri felt that Hugo's thinking was too fucking jumpy up.
"Serie B!" Allegri replied embarrassedly. He is now close to 32 years old and is at the end of his career. He has played in low-level leagues for a long time. Most of the time, he was a bench substitute, and the best time was only between the substitute and the main force. The most awesome team he played for was Naples, but at that time Naples had already declined, and Maradona had already left. He is only a substitute, and he only played 7 times in a season with a substitute.
Now he said that he played for Pescara is not all the truth. To be precise, he played for Pescara last season. Now that his contract expires, he is a free agent and has no next home. He is now preparing with both hands. On the one hand, he is looking for a new club. On the other hand, come to the training class to see if you are really interested in embarking on such a path.
"Well, good job!" Hugo gave a thumbs up against his will and said, "I didn't expect you to be a player in Serie B!"
"I also played for Naples!" Allegri said proudly.
"Ah! I didn't expect that! Disrespect and disrespect!" Hugo was surprised and praised repeatedly.
"Oh, it's nothing! It's just a mess!" Allegri smiled wryly. Who didn't have enthusiasm when they played football? !But when it becomes a career, you have to consider the belly problem. Now Allegri is looking for a bowl to eat, earn more money, and have a family to support.
"It's even difficult to find a team now!" Allegri got to the bottom of it by accident, which was really an unintentional mistake.
"Hey, isn't it in Pescara?!" Hugo wondered.
"Ahem, my contract with them will end at the end of this month! I have to find a new club!" Allegri said after a little embarrassment.
After listening to Allegri's self-introduction, Hugo felt that this guy has been playing in the league above the C level for a long time, and he should have some strength. He is 32 years old now, and he is old, but if his team It's good to be able to count him, this guy doesn't need a transfer fee!
Thinking of Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, Hugo asked tentatively: "I said, Shabi! To be honest, I felt very kind when I first saw you. You and I seem to be very destined! You are looking for a job at such a level It's not difficult, there is an opportunity in front of you!"
Damn, isn't it you!Allegri smiled inwardly. He didn't want to go to Trapani. This is Italy's team. It doesn't matter. The key is that he doesn't think Hugo can match the salary he wants.
It’s the end of the 90s. Compared with the crazy player salaries after N years, the current salary income is not worth mentioning. Although Italian football is now in the era of the Little World Cup, there is still a big gap in salary compared to the future. But for Allegri, his goal should be comparable to the middle-class income in Italy after tax.
The salary he gets in Pescara now adds up to more than 4 US dollars a year after deducting taxes. Can an amateur club in Trapani get it? !What a joke.
"Hehe, thank you, Hugo, but I appreciate your kindness, I think I still have the ability to play in a higher-level team!" Allegri shook his head with a smile and refused!
Don't mind, brother, let's talk about this slowly!
I haven't found another home for so long, so I came here to join in the fun, to see if I can take the UFEA certificate exam to find a way out, Hugo is not so stupid, he thinks this matter is actually something to talk about!
Remarks: During this period of time, Allegri is still playing in Pescara instead of being a free agent. Please don’t be serious. The plot needs to advance the time for him to become a free agent by one year.
(End of this chapter)
Hugo was just trying to save face, and he just talked about it. He really doesn't think the coach is easy now. The deeper he gets in touch with him, the more he is no longer the crazy guy who just came back.
Rich’s registration went smoothly, and there’s nothing wrong with it. To put it bluntly, this kind of project is to cultivate the next generation of famous coaches for Italy. Of course, the more seedlings the better, as long as you give money, you can go. Of course, some levels of training require invitations. Hugo only signed up for beginners, so no invitation letter was required.
Rich just started to explain to Hugo that he was not very clear that he could not get anything in this course. To get the certificate, he had to take the serious UEFA.B course, and the coaches who got the UEFA.B course could teach The team of Serie C and Serie D is already there, and there are restrictions on the number of people who can participate.
But this time Hugo participated in no conditions, it was like an interest class, so Hugo was able to sign up for it. Of course, this kind of course will also attract many people who are interested in coaches, such as retired players or coaches. Players who are about to retire.
Hugo’s travel is not a big problem. He is used to it. It doesn’t take too long to fly from Palermo to Florence. He transits in Rome and arrives in Florence in the afternoon.
After renting a car, Hugo easily arrived at the Corvelciano training base in the northeast corner of Florence, which is not far from the Frankie Stadium in Florence, which is the home stadium of the Florence football team. Guo really wants to see it, but I don't have time today.
Hugo doesn't plan to live in the city center, he plans to live in the training base, because it seems that there is a football field here, he can play here first, and being fucked is really being laughed at by Victor.
There are separate rooms available, but Hugo chose a double room. There is another purpose of coming here to meet more people in the football world. Hugo expects that his roommate will be some great god (retired famous player or about to retire famous players).
Before evening, he was lying on the bed and saw the "great god" in his mind. A man in his 30s walked in wearing a sportswear. When he saw Hugo, the great god was full of curiosity. Confuse.
Before putting away his luggage, he asked, "Who are you?!"
"Gianluigi Passirio Colleni!" Hugo jumped up from the bed and stretched out his hand to reply.
"Are you from Sicily?!" Hugo spoke with a relatively obvious Sicilian accent, and he could hear it immediately, with a slightly discriminatory and dissatisfied tone.
"Yes!" Hugo was a little nervous, and withdrew his hands, his tone was a little cold.
The sportswear smiled awkwardly and said, "I didn't mean that, you understand! My name is Allegri Massimiano!"
"I was in Sicily once, and I ran into robbers, er, I was fine, my money was robbed, so I walked 5 kilometers!" Allegri explained.
Sicily is indeed in such a mess. There are no people for five kilometers. Where did your teacher go? It was so miserable. Hugo felt a little better and accepted Allegri's explanation.
"There are good people in Sicily, like me!" Hugo said.
"I believe it!" Allegri put down his bag, "You look too young, are you here for short training?!"
nonsense!
"Of course, I am indeed younger, but I am very interested in being a coach, so hehe, let me take a look!" Hugo explained.
"Nice to meet you!" Allegri may feel that the way of greeting just now was not very harmonious, so he stretched out his hand again.
"I'm also very happy to meet you, you can call me Gigi, or Hugo! As for you, what can I call you?!" Hugo said enthusiastically.
"You can call me by my name, just Allegri!" Allegri said casually.
"No, it seems that we are not close enough, how about I decide to call you Shabi?!" Hugo still decided to take revenge on Allegri, a small gesture.
"Charpy?!" Allegri was baffled. The pronunciation of my first name and my last name is too different. A nickname or a nickname? !
"No, it's Shabi! It's a transliteration of Chinese, which means very wise. You look very wise, so I gave you this nickname!" Hugo waved his hands and said with a smile.
"Uh, thank you for your compliment! Charpy! I like it! You also look very Charpy, and you can understand Chinese!" Allegri also praised.
Uh, shooting yourself in the foot with a rock!
"No, I can't bear this title, but you can!" Hugo shook his head.
"Okay! You can call it whatever you want!" Facing the child, Allegri decided it didn't matter.
"By the way, how about I invite you to dinner tonight? It's my apology for just now!" Allegri said apologetically.
"Okay, Shabi, you are such a good man! I am sure you are my friend!" Hugo reached out and patted Allegri on the shoulder. What can Allegri do, he can only smile, this little brother Very active.
The dinner for the two was a famous local steak in Florence. During the meal, the two had a good exchange. Allegri learned that Hugo was actually the owner of the team. Coach training, even for the Italian team.
"I didn't expect you to have your own team at such a young age! It's amazing!" Allegri exclaimed.
"It's nothing, it doesn't cost much! My interest came from last year's World Cup. I thought I could also be a head coach and a player, so I came here!" Hugo smiled.
Damn, being rich is self-willed, you can do whatever you want!Allegri is secretly envious, thinking that he has been battering in all levels of leagues these years, and it's not for money!
"But being a head coach is not easy!" Allegri said. He is an experienced player and has worked with many coaches. He knows that it is not easy, especially now that the role of coaches is becoming more and more obvious.
"So I'll give it a try first, let's see!" Hugo said indifferently, then asked again in a blink of an eye: "So what about you?! How about you? You are not young, and you plan to become a coach after retiring?! Where are you? What……"
"Pescara!" Allegri added helplessly.
Pescara is currently in Serie B, near Lazio, close to the capital, but for Hugo, of course he doesn't know.
"What level is he!" Hugo's words always have one end but one end. Allegri didn't answer the previous question, and he moved to another topic. Allegri felt that Hugo's thinking was too fucking jumpy up.
"Serie B!" Allegri replied embarrassedly. He is now close to 32 years old and is at the end of his career. He has played in low-level leagues for a long time. Most of the time, he was a bench substitute, and the best time was only between the substitute and the main force. The most awesome team he played for was Naples, but at that time Naples had already declined, and Maradona had already left. He is only a substitute, and he only played 7 times in a season with a substitute.
Now he said that he played for Pescara is not all the truth. To be precise, he played for Pescara last season. Now that his contract expires, he is a free agent and has no next home. He is now preparing with both hands. On the one hand, he is looking for a new club. On the other hand, come to the training class to see if you are really interested in embarking on such a path.
"Well, good job!" Hugo gave a thumbs up against his will and said, "I didn't expect you to be a player in Serie B!"
"I also played for Naples!" Allegri said proudly.
"Ah! I didn't expect that! Disrespect and disrespect!" Hugo was surprised and praised repeatedly.
"Oh, it's nothing! It's just a mess!" Allegri smiled wryly. Who didn't have enthusiasm when they played football? !But when it becomes a career, you have to consider the belly problem. Now Allegri is looking for a bowl to eat, earn more money, and have a family to support.
"It's even difficult to find a team now!" Allegri got to the bottom of it by accident, which was really an unintentional mistake.
"Hey, isn't it in Pescara?!" Hugo wondered.
"Ahem, my contract with them will end at the end of this month! I have to find a new club!" Allegri said after a little embarrassment.
After listening to Allegri's self-introduction, Hugo felt that this guy has been playing in the league above the C level for a long time, and he should have some strength. He is 32 years old now, and he is old, but if his team It's good to be able to count him, this guy doesn't need a transfer fee!
Thinking of Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, Hugo asked tentatively: "I said, Shabi! To be honest, I felt very kind when I first saw you. You and I seem to be very destined! You are looking for a job at such a level It's not difficult, there is an opportunity in front of you!"
Damn, isn't it you!Allegri smiled inwardly. He didn't want to go to Trapani. This is Italy's team. It doesn't matter. The key is that he doesn't think Hugo can match the salary he wants.
It’s the end of the 90s. Compared with the crazy player salaries after N years, the current salary income is not worth mentioning. Although Italian football is now in the era of the Little World Cup, there is still a big gap in salary compared to the future. But for Allegri, his goal should be comparable to the middle-class income in Italy after tax.
The salary he gets in Pescara now adds up to more than 4 US dollars a year after deducting taxes. Can an amateur club in Trapani get it? !What a joke.
"Hehe, thank you, Hugo, but I appreciate your kindness, I think I still have the ability to play in a higher-level team!" Allegri shook his head with a smile and refused!
Don't mind, brother, let's talk about this slowly!
I haven't found another home for so long, so I came here to join in the fun, to see if I can take the UFEA certificate exam to find a way out, Hugo is not so stupid, he thinks this matter is actually something to talk about!
Remarks: During this period of time, Allegri is still playing in Pescara instead of being a free agent. Please don’t be serious. The plot needs to advance the time for him to become a free agent by one year.
(End of this chapter)
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