Chapter 229 David. Wright

"Hey! Rod! Let's have a drink together! I just agreed with everyone else that I will only pick you up today. Those guys all want to get to know you as soon as possible!"

Hearing Fellaini's words, Degan really wanted to go, but before going out, he promised Park Ji-yeon and would go home as soon as the training was over. He was a good husband, and because he had promised Park Ji-yeon before, he would retire at the age of 38, and he would accompany his family well in the next time, but now Degan has met his promise, so I also feel ashamed of Park Ji-yeon, who has been silently working for him and supporting him for so many years.

"This won't work, Maruwan, I promised my wife to go home as soon as possible!"

Fellaini was stunned: "Rod! Are you serious!?

Digan shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "Of course, you know, I had failed to keep my promise and retired with her, so I will compensate her as much as possible and take time to go back to spend more time with her!"

Digan said so, and what else Fellaini said: "Okay! Good husband, I won't bother you to accompany your family.

Digan smiled and said, "Come on, Maruwan, next time, after I ask my wife for advice, I will definitely make up all today's wine."

Fellaini was satisfied: "That's what you said. Don't run away next time!"

Degan smiled and sent Fellaini and other teammates away, and then walked directly to the training ground of the youth team. Seeing that the time was almost time, he was going to follow David home together.

Digan has never been interested in nightclubs. When he was in London, he only occasionally went to a team party once or twice.

Especially after marrying Park Ji-yeon, Degan can definitely be called a new good man. In the fame and fortune field of football, a good player like him, especially the world-renowned big star, is absolutely rare.

At this side of the training ground of the Florence Junior Team, there is a game on the field, and the rest of the children are doing basic exercises under the leadership of other coaches. Degan easily found his son David from more than 20 children in the game. Wright.

Among this group of children, David, who has been influenced by Digan since he was a child. Wright is undoubtedly the best in terms of technology, and in terms of physical quality, even children one or two years older than him are not his opponents. When the football comes to his feet, it seems to take root, and it is difficult for others to snatch the ball away from his feet.

Digan only watched it for ten minutes and saw David. Wright took the ball three times, rushed into the opponent, and then shot to score.

No wonder Kaka is jealous. Kaka had also worked hard to cultivate Gaudí's interest in football before. When he was a child, Gaudí's skills were also good, but at the age of ten, Gaudí's talent in football seemed to have been completely used up.

And now David is obviously much better than Gaudí, who was the same age at that time!

In terms of technology alone, no one of his peers can compare with him.

However, football is not played like this. Of course, Degan sometimes sings monologue on the court, but even in monologue, he will make his teammates around him feel their importance.

But David's monologue seems to want to sing alone, and his teammates around him have become superfluous.

At this time, the game on the court was also over. David was undoubtedly the best one, but when the whistle sounded, no one from his teammates came to congratulate him, which made David feel a little boring. He lowered his head and walked off the court, packed his things and was preparing to go to the locker room.

"David!"

David looked up and saw that it was his father Degan standing beside him. His young face barely squeezed out a smile: "Dad! Are you here to pick me up? The game is over, and we can go home now!"

Digan nodded: "I just watched your game. It was wonderful!"

David was stunned for a moment and looked at the teammates who were surrounded together: "It seems that they don't think so! Dad! I don't think they like me at all!"

Degan smiled and looked like the little guy was in trouble: "It's true!"

David was suddenly a little dissatisfied when he heard this: "Why do you think so? I let them win the game, but they didn't seem to be happy at all. Just now, there were several times on the court where I was in a good position, and they were unwilling to pass the ball to me! Dad! I don't want to stay here. I want to go to a higher-level team, so I don't want to play with these children here!"

David said this as if he had forgotten that he was also a child.

Digan smiled and said, "Do you really think so?"

At this time, others also found Degan, some young Fiorentina players, and their opponents today, gathered around and asked Degan to sign for them.

Degan did not refuse to sign them one by one, and then commented on their game just now at the request of the head coach of the Fioren Juniors.

In fact, in Degan's opinion, there is almost no content in this junior group-level game. At best, it can only be regarded as a football game, but it is not difficult to see their talent in the performance of some children.

Degan commented on the children's performance just now, but did not mention David.

David had been waiting for Degan's praise, but after waiting for a long time until the crowd dispersed, he did not hear even a word of encouragement to him, which made him a little disappointed: "Dad! Am I terrible?"

Digan smiled and said, "Of course not, David, how can you think so? In my opinion, you are the best!"

David raised his head and his little face was full of stubbornness: "But why didn't you praise me just now? Did I behave badly?"

Digan thought for a moment and said, "I don't know how to evaluate you!"

"Why?"

"How to say!" Degan thought for a moment, "David! Your skills and abilities and your teammates are not on the same level at all!"

David was happy when he heard this: "In that case, why do you want me stay here!? If I'm better than them, why don't you let me go to a higher-level team? If I can't go to the first team, at least I should go to U19. I think it's more suitable for me!"

Digan listened carefully and nodded: "That's a good idea! However, David, I have a question! Do you think you want to be a star? Or do you want to reach my height!?

David did not hesitate at all: "Of course, I want to be like you, and I want to be the king of the world!"

Digan has always been David's idol and goal. He has trained hard and hone his skills since he was a child, so that one day he can become the world's recognized champion like his father Degan.

"But if you want to reach my current height, what you are doing now is far from enough! The first thing you need to do is to become a leader. The king of football is not just superior. Only when you have the ability to lead your teammates forward together and win the championship together can you be truly recognized!"

David defended, "But we won the game just now!"

Digan smiled and said, "Kid! It's just that you won. I didn't see your team win. If your team really won, why are your teammates unhappy?

David doesn't know how to answer!

Digan inevitably ignored his family because his mind was full of football. Like today, the communication between father and son rarely appears between him and David.

Although Degan often teaches David to play football, he only teaches him skills, and David learns quickly. At least among his peers, his ability is outstanding.

However, Degan forgot to teach David how to be a professional player!

Of course, this can't be blamed, because Park Ji-yeon has never wanted David to take the road of football before. Usually, even if Digan directs David, it is also a game.

But now it seems that David is really ready to take football as his career. Degan, a father, of course, also hopes that his child can succeed on this road and at best surpass him.

Digan continued, "David! Do you know what a real super player is? Not only do you have to play well on the field, shoot and score goals, but most importantly, you can influence others around you, let others progress with you, grow together, and enjoy the joy of victory and the glory of the champion. Only by doing this can you be a super player, so, You are still far away now! If you really want to reach my height, David! First of all, you have to learn how to be a qualified leader, so that your teammates are willing to follow your pace and obey your orders, just to show off their skills on the court. It's just juggling. Do you know that there was a player named De Nielsen in Brazil?

David nodded: "You let me see his collection of people! His skills are very good! I also learned some of his movements! Cool!"

Degan asked, "Do you think he is a super player?"

David thought carefully, looked at Degan's face, and then shook his head uncertainly. In fact, he didn't know how to distinguish it. In his impression, it seemed that only his father deserved the title of super player.

Digan laughed and said, "In my opinion, he is just a clown on the court. His skills are better than anyone else, but he will never become the leader that his teammates are willing to follow, and he will never help his team win the championship. At best, he is just an actor who pleases the audience on the court!"

David also laughed: "Just like Gaudí!"

Digan was stunned and really didn't know what to say: "Okay! Let's go home! Think about it first. If you have any questions, come back to me, or when you figure it out, tell me what you think!"

Along the way, David didn't speak any more, just lowered his head and frowned, like a little adult, and his face was full of his mind.

Back home, David just said hello to Park Ji-yeon and went straight upstairs to his room.

"OPPA! What's wrong with David?

Digan smiled: "I have something on my mind! By the way! David went to training for the first time today and played a game. He performed well and gave him some rewards in the evening!"

Although Park Ji-yeon doesn't know what Degan means, since Degan said it, she just did it.

For dinner, Park Ji-yeon prepared a hearty Korean cuisine. Since retirement, Park Ji-yeon's cooking skills have made great progress. At least she is no longer the elite in the dark cuisine industry at the beginning. Unlike Degan, several children who grew up with their grandparents are not good at Korean cuisine. I often like it, especially the kimchi soup that tastes no different from vomit in Degan. When it comes to the mouths of several children, it becomes a delicacy in the world.

After dinner, Degan was practicing the ball in the courtyard. Even during the vacation, he never interrupted contact. If he doesn't advance, he will retreat. If he doesn't touch the ball for a period of time, he will become familiar with football.

"Dad!"

Degan turned his head and looked at David, but the movements on his feet did not stop at all, and the football always jumped back and forth between his feet.

"Do you understand?"

David walked to Degan and nodded hard: "Hmm! I understand that when I was in the game today, I was really too selfish. I only thought about my performance and didn't consider the feelings of my teammates at all.

Degan smiled and said, "It seems that you still don't understand. Your position on the court seems to be a striker, right? As a striker, you have to be selfish. Sometimes, if you feel that you can handle it alone, there is no need to pass the ball. What I want to tell you today is what you can do to become a leader. As a leader, what you have to do is not to take care of others, but to lead others, lead your teammates around you, let They follow your ideas and follow your pace. You are wrong today. You don't want to influence the people around you at all. Excellent technology and personal ability are your capital. You don't make good use of these capitals and let you always walk outside the team as a whole. This is wrong! Do you understand now?"

David thought thoughtfully, and Digan couldn't help smiling: "What I'm saying to you now may still be a little profound for you, but it doesn't matter. You are still young. If you really want to go on the road of football, one day, you will understand!"

David suffered from a small face. Degan's words just seemed to understand, but Degan could not directly teach him how to do it, which made him a little distressed.

"Don't think about it, David, come and compete with me to see who will let the ball fall first!"

As soon as he heard that he was going to compare with Degan, David immediately became interested. He ran to pick up a ball and turned it upside down. I have to say that David's football talent is that Degan looks a little jealous. He can reach the current height with his acquired efforts. At least at David's age, he doesn't have it. Such an excellent ball feeling.

Although David's technology and sense of ball are first-class, he is only a ten-year-old child, and soon there is a physical problem. However, Degan still looks relaxed, so he can only grit his teeth and persist.

Looking at David's stubborn appearance, Degan even thought of himself in his previous life. Wasn't he the same at that time?

In order to win, you can grit your teeth and stick to everything!

"OPPA! What are you doing!? Park Ji-yeon came out at this time and looked at David's little face blushing, screaming with fear.

Digan hurriedly said, "Zhiyan! Don't move, didn't you see me in a comparison with David?"

Park Zhiyan heard the words and stared at Digan fiercely: "OPPA! How old are you? Are you still so childish? Can't you let David go? Stop it quickly!"

Within't wait for Degan to speak, David rushed to say, "I don't want Dad to let me!"

But he didn't finish speaking and was dispointed. As a result, the football landed. David couldn't help but be annoyed: "Mom! Who let you come here? This is a battle between men!"

Listening to David's childish words, Park Zhiyan also couldn't laugh or cry. She was kind-hearted, but she was complained by her son, and she couldn't help but feel a little wronged.

David then said to Degan, "Dad! Let's compare again. I will definitely beat you this time!"

Degan picked up the ball with a smile, and then reached out to catch it: "David! That's all for today!"

David heard this and said urgently, "No! If you win, run. Dad is too much. If it hadn't been for my mother just now, I could have persisted!"

Digan looked at David with an anxious face and said in his heart: This boy's stubborn temper is becoming more and more similar to me!

Digan smiled and said, "It's too late today. If you want to win back, I welcome you to challenge at any time."

When David heard this, he could only give up: "It's a deal! Let's compare again tomorrow, and then I will definitely beat you!"

Digan and Park Ji-yeon looked at their vowed son and smiled at each other.

Back in the room, Degan lay on ** to relax, and Park Ji-yeon still sat in front of the dresser and tossed her face.

"OPPA! You find that David really looks more and more like you, especially your personality!"

Digan laughed and said, "Isn't it good to be competitive?"

"Hmm! What I'm talking about is not competitive, but stubborn. It's really the same as you! Once you recognize something, it's useless for anyone to say anything! Especially related to football! Seriously, I don't want him to play football at all. At that time, I will definitely regard football as important as you!"

Hearing that Park Ji-yeon began to complain again, Degan had to keep silent. At this time, everything he said was wrong, and it was best to pretend to be mute!

When it came to this problem, Digan pretended to be stupid. Park Zhiyan was also depressed. She made a mask and got up to go out: "I'll go to see David. I lost to you just now. I think he's in a bad mood, you! I'm still a father, and I don't even know how to give up my son!"

Digan did not dare to refute Park Ji-yeon in person. He could only wait for him to go out before whispering, "I did that to let him know that it is not easy to win!"