At 2:00 p.m. on the 12th, the entire San Malaga team took the train to Sabadel.

There is no plane to sit. Although the players complain, they don’t care about it in their hearts. It’s all because the boss Juan is too poor.

Spain's economic situation is average now, and it is not so profitable to run a business. Moreover, its factory does not have any high-tech content, it is just an ordinary hardware production company.

“How many star hotels can you stay in tonight?”

Already disappointed with transportation, the players turned their goals to accommodation.

Star hotel?

Boss Juan showed a professional smile: "All arrangements are done, don't worry."

Leag from Real Madrid's youth training camp looked at Juan meaningfully: "Boss, we are playing the King's Cup this time, so we can't be as casual as before."

There was no change on Juan's face, and he continued to smile and said, "All arrangements are done, please rest assured everyone."

In fact, everyone does not have much hope for accommodation. They just hope to live in a place that is quite reasonable and can rest quietly.

The journey is long, and the players are looking for things. Some are playing poker together, some are chatting together, and some are sleeping.

Li Chuanqi closed her eyes wearing headphones, and he was full of expectations for this King's Cup trip.

As long as he has a good performance in the Cup of del Rey, he may attract the attention of the scouts and achieve his goal of playing in the high-level league.

...

Salvad belongs to the Catalonian region, in the northern part of Barcelona.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the train arrived at the station, and the group of San Malaga walked out of the station with their luggage and training equipment.

Half an hour later, everyone walked off the minibus and looked up at the hotel in front of them.

When they observed the situation on the street, their faces became wonderful.

On both sides of the street, under the dim light, call girls with heavy makeup either stood by the roadside or leaned against lamp posts and walls, looking for everyone who might become their customers.

When they discovered San Malaga, a group of strong men, they knew that potential customers were coming.

So they glared at the group of men, and some even walked over directly.

If it weren't for the staff in the hotel to scold and block, they would definitely pounce on them and bite them at the prey.

"Handsome guy, I can do any posture, and it will definitely satisfy you..."

"Handsome guy, welcome to paradise on earth. I am the cheapest in this block, but I can definitely let you enjoy the happiness of being a man..."

"Handsome guy, I'm definitely worth the money..."

Coach Antonio and captain Pablo pulled their eyes back from these call girls with difficulty, and then looked at the boss Juan with an awkward expression on his face.

"Is this the hotel you arranged?"

The two of them asked almost in unison.

Juan rubbed his fat hands and his face became even more awkward: "I ordered it over the phone, and I didn't know it would be like this."

Of course, the hotel manager who came out did not want to let go of business, so he had to keep these people with his three-inch tongue.

"First of all, if you don't stay, the deposit will definitely not be refunded, so our hotel has not suffered much loss.

I think it's your first time here, so I'm not familiar with the situation here.

But, where are you looking for a hotel now?

There are red light districts nearby, and all hotels are the same.”

He looked at the football on his back: "You should be here to play. It's almost ten o'clock now. You should be playing tomorrow. How can you play if you don't have a good rest?"

Looking at Antonio and Pablo's ugly faces, the manager suddenly remembered something and his eyes lit up: "You are here to participate in the Cup of del Rey. I know the situation of the Sawadell players. I can reveal to you the characteristics and tactics of their players..."

Coach Antonio's eyes moved, and he became interested clearly.

Captain Pablo found that Antonio was obviously moved and had to sigh that the manager was indeed good at doing business. He nodded helplessly to the boss Juan: "Then let's live here."

MiG said righteously: "I am in the flowers and leaves that don't touch my body, let alone it's so late, where can we find a hotel?

I'll live here just now."

The others agreed, and Captain Pablo didn't know what these guys were thinking, and said seriously: "After putting your luggage, go to my room for a meeting!"

Sawadell is a small city with a population of nearly 200,000. Although it is known for Spain's textile industry, its overall economy is average, and it is already the limit to having a professional team.

In order to increase the attractiveness of the city, a red light district was established.

The players outside the hotel have been tested once, and the players entering the hotel have been tested again.

More than 20 young girls wearing heavy makeup sitting in the hotel lobby entered the language and body bombarded them, and several players pursed their dry lips...

There was even a "beauty" who smiled at Li Chuanqi and said, "Little brother, I just like you. Look at how strong you are... I never ruled out any race..."

Li Chuanqi's heartbeat quickly rose to 150, and her face turned her head and silently said in her heart: I'm mainly here for the competition, well, I'm here for the competition!

When going upstairs, Captain Pablo once again emphasized that after putting down his luggage, he should hold an emergency meeting.

Although Li Chuanqi was very curious about all this, her attention was not focused on those call girls.

...

"I came here mainly for competitions, well, I'm here for competitions!"

Hearing Li Chuanqi's words to herself, League, who put down his luggage, smiled and said, "Li, you are still a virgin... So, you don't know the benefits of women."

"I'll tell you about the beauty of women..."

"Stop!"

Li Chuanqi quickly stopped him: "I really come to the competition, and I really have no idea about other things."

Leag's eyes lit up and he said in surprise: "Li, you are still a virgin... This is a miracle. Do you know when I first was? Fourteen years old! That girl..."

Li Chuanqi's face turned red and she quickly covered up her embarrassment: "Stop! Stop! Stop this topic! The captain said that he would put down his luggage and go to his room for a meeting!"

It is indeed a bit embarrassing to be a virgin at the age of seventeen in Spain, which means you are not attractive, not attractive, and no girl likes you.

Liague found the topic of tragic abuse of Li Chuanqi, but he would not let him go and began to tell his colorful love history.

"Nine! No, ten! I've had at least ten girls..."

Li Chuanqi wanted to block his mouth with socks, but fortunately they soon arrived at the captain Pablo's room, and Leag immediately closed his mouth.

Captain Pablo, like all amateur teams, has absolute prestige in the team, even surpassing coach Antonio.

So Leagy shut his mouth.

When Pablo counted the number of people, MiG did not find coach Antonio and asked in confusion: "Where has the coach been?"

Leag winked and smiled strangely: "Of course..."

"Shut up!"

Pablo stared at Leaheg hard: "The coach went to the manager to learn about Sawadell's situation."

After counting the number of people, Pablo looked at the sex toys placed on the table in the room, his face became unnatural, and sighed in his heart.

After he greeted the players, he said seriously: "I didn't expect Juan to book such a hotel, so we must strictly demand ourselves! No one can provoke call girls tonight! This is an iron discipline!"

Looking at his teammates with different expressions, Pablo shook his head in his heart and continued:

“I know some people are not satisfied with what I have asked.

If we are not here for the competition this time, then you will do whatever you want and I will never interfere.

But we are here to compete this time!”

He glanced at his teammates: "How hard has we been training in the past two months?

I haven't played in a professional team, so I don't know what their training is.

But I can tell you with certainty that our training in the past two months is definitely more difficult than I did in the Malaga youth team!

So, why do we work so hard?

Of course it's for the King's Cup!

If we play in the South District, or even in the national competition, I can guarantee that we will be easier than last year and have better results!”

Pablo pointed at Leaheg and said, "You, Leaheg, Real Madrid youth training camp, are famous for your skills. Although you don't play in the professional league, you can definitely gain a foothold in a second-tier team and even become the main force!

But, tell me, will our training intensity be easier than Real Madrid's youth training camp?"

Leagle shook his head.

Pablo continued to ask: "We are not a professional team, why is the training intensity of the club's youth team more intense than the training of the club's youth team?

And you didn’t have any complaints during training.”

Pablo raised his voice: “Because we want to create miracles!

Yes! Miracle!

Which of us, as a teenager, has not been in the club youth training camp?

Are those who become professional players necessarily much better than us?
To be continued...