It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 276 Ancelotti before the melon (daily transition)
August 8, Ajaccio.

Having already had a perfect holiday at home, Charles is preparing to fly to Paris and meet up with his teammates before heading to Norway.

Guardiola, who happened to be traveling in Ajaccio a few days ago, also went to see him off.

"The weather in the UK is not as good as here. I still remember that I wanted to play in the Premier League, but I didn't find a team in the end."

Guardiola said with a smile.

"So Dad, are you going to the Premier League now?"

Marius asked, sitting in a chair and swinging his legs.

Charles also turned his head, and Guardiola touched Marius' head helplessly, "I'm not going yet."

After chatting for a while, seeing that the time was almost up, Charles prepared to go to security check.

Guardiola also stood up, and suddenly felt reluctant when he saw Charles' back as he was about to leave with his bag.

"Be careful when you get to London. The water there is hard. Don't drink it directly. It will cause hair loss. "

"Also, the UK is windy. Although it rains a lot, few umbrellas can withstand the Atlantic breeze. You can buy more hoodies so that you can wear a hood when it rains;"

"I have talked to Carlo many times before. He is a very easy-going coach. The team atmosphere is very good with him.

"He's also a big foodie. If you don't like the food in London, you can eat with him. He must have a lot of delicious food, and you can also hire a chef;"

"Don't eat tomatoes, stay away from French fries and Coke, and always check the ingredient list carefully before eating..."

"Dad, you talk a lot..."

Marius held Tina's hand and couldn't help but complain.

Tina sighed and took Marius aside.

Guardiola sighed, "...you have to do well in Chelsea, I will go to see you, and I hope you will perform well at all times."

Charles turned around and hugged Guardiola, "Okay, I know everything, I will."

You will meet many people in your life, but it is rare to find someone who treats you like this.

He will definitely keep Guardiola's advice in mind, and every time he meets Guardiola's team in the future, he will give them a good beating.

"I am leaving."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

Guardiola patted Charles' shoulder reluctantly.

After Charles disappeared into the VIP security check channel, Marius and Tina came forward.

Tina held Marius' hand with one hand and Guardiola's hand with the other and walked towards the door.

"To be honest, sometimes I wonder if I gave birth to a child but forgot about it."

Tina said with a smile.

In all his years as a coach, he has never seen Guardiola care about any player to this extent.

Traveling to Corsica was just an excuse for his other interests.

"It would be nice if it were true," Guardiola also laughed.

Marius jumped up and said, "I can play football, Dad, and I'll be better than Brother Charles!"

"Okay, okay, you will be more powerful than Ciel."

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As Charles arrived in Paris, all members of the national team soon gathered and flew to Norway on a special plane.

This game can almost be seen as a warm-up match for the European Cup.

The game starts soon.

Although they had the home advantage and almost half of Blanco's players were young rookies who had not been selected for the national team before, Norway still found it difficult to withstand the powerful French team.

Charles sat on the bench and watched the game with peace of mind.

After Charles played for 10 symbolic minutes, the referee blew the whistle to end the game.

France 2:1 Norway.

With the end of the friendly match, the national team was disbanded on the spot, and Charles boarded Chelsea's private plane with Anelka, Malouda and others.

Chelsea played a friendly match with Crystal Palace as early as July 7.

On August 8, Chelsea had already played five friendly matches and the Community Shield against Manchester United had ended. When Charles arrived in London, there were still two days before the first round of the Premier League was about to begin.

All Chelsea players and coaching staff are ready to welcome Charles.

The plane carrying Charles had not yet arrived in London, and the Fleet Street media, which had received the news long ago, didn't know how long they had been sleeping on the floor at the airport.

Just as Chelsea had not yet prepared the press conference, signing ceremony and other things, the media with a keen sense of smell and many years of work experience quickly split into two groups and rushed towards Chelsea frantically.

The core player of this year's World Cup champion, a top star who has won many championships at the age of 20, a handsome and playful prince, the prince of the Bernabeu who is deeply involved in the disputes between Real Madrid and Barcelona and has caused a major earthquake in the Barcelona club, Charles is about to come to the UK.

Although this was only his second time on British soil, all the media went crazy.

You know, when they were reporting the first time Charr set foot in England and the Champions League match against Barcelona, ​​all the newspapers were sold out. Now that this super traffic person has come directly, I wonder how much news he will contribute to them.

Oh no, this is not news, this is clearly money.

Even though the British look down on The Sun and complain that it is vulgar, who doesn’t know that The Sun has the best sales?
The British are of such a character that they are extremely interested in any news about "stars".

What’s more, this is a brand new “star”?
Although Norway and London are close, the first to arrive was Neymar, who flew to Chelsea from Brazil after long transfer negotiations.

Neymar is still very young at the age of 18.

Just as he walked out of the airport passage, he was stunned by the crowd of media holding microphones and cameras and fans who came to greet him.

The Chelsea staff who had been waiting at the airport for a long time hurried over.

Neymar was still shocked. "Who are they welcoming? Mine?"

The Chelsea staff took the suitcase from Neymar and nodded and smiled.

"Part of the reason is to welcome you. After all, we have been looking forward to your joining for a long time. Many fans and reporters want to witness the moment of your joining, so we have been waiting here."

Neymar reacted quickly.

He is young, but not stupid.

"So who else is here today? Is it Ciel?"

The staff member nodded, "It's him, as well as Malouda and Anelka. They just finished the game with Norway and will be here soon, so let's wait here for a while and then go to the club together." Just as the staff member said, the two didn't have to wait long before they heard an extremely terrifying wave of noise from the originally huge sea of ​​reporters and fans.

"Charles - please sign for me. Here's my number. I can do anything for you!"

"Charles, what are your thoughts and feelings about joining Chelsea?"

"Charles, do you think you can adapt to the intensity of the Premier League?"

"Damn it, you squeezed me...Ahhhhh!!! Ciel, look at me!"

Neymar, who was already shocked, was so scared that he made an emoticon.

Is this the treatment of superstars in mainstream leagues?
These people are much crazier than the fans he met when he was with Sanchez.

Malouda and Anelka, who were following behind Charles, protected Charles on the left and right as he moved forward.

"I've never seen such a big scene when I came back before. My dear captain, maybe we can run faster."

Malouda said with a smile.

Anelka jokingly elbowed him, "Fool, if you can score 13 goals like the captain, the fans will also look at you like crazy."

Charles didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but Malouda didn't take Anelka's words to heart at all.

Even if he can score 13 goals, Charles can score more than him.

Charl's performance in this World Cup made him kneel down, not to mention that he had experienced it personally and was more aware of the difficulties involved.

The other Chelsea staff members who were waiting on the side hurried forward, and three of them took turns taking the luggage of Charles, Malouda and Anelka, and enthusiastically led them to Neymar and his group who had been waiting on the side.

Charles saw Neymar, who was a little embarrassed, and took the initiative to extend his hand and said in Spanish: "Hello, I'm Charles, you are our new teammate, right?"

Neymar breathed a sigh of relief and also stretched out his hand, "I am Neymar, I thought you would get here before me, but I didn't expect it to be me."

Malouda and Anelka put their hands on Neymar's shoulders, one on each side. "Okay, okay, those zombies are going to eat us. Let's go quickly."

Charles translated what the two men said, and then they all got on a car heading to Chelsea.

After completing the physical examination, Malouda and Anelka went to the locker room first.

Ancelotti, who had been waiting outside the medical examination room for a long time, exchanged greetings with the two men for a while, then took them for a walk and introduced the internal architecture of Chelsea.

Soon the group arrived at the locker room.

Charles and Neymar stayed outside and waited for the time being, while Ancelotti pushed open the door of the locker room and walked in first.

The players were chatting and laughing in the locker room, but when Ancelotti walked in, the sounds of chatting and laughing gradually died down.

This is not because of fear of Ancelotti's authority, but simply because Ancelotti has created the locker room culture of his club like a warm big family.

All the players present respected him from the bottom of their hearts.

Ancelotti stood in the middle of the locker room and said, "Ahem, do you know why we didn't win the Champions League last season?"

None of the players answered. Ancelotti was in a good mood and raised his eyebrows to look at all the players present.

"Because last season Abramovich was so ineffective, he just kept pushing me and pushing me, and I was fed up with it."

"I went to him and told him about the team's current predicament, but he just threw money at me and lied to me that he had found a new chef for me who was the best at cooking pork neck."

"I slapped him twice."

Instantly, there was laughter in the locker room.

Ancelotti continued, "Yes, you heard it right, I slapped him twice. Although I like to eat pork neck, he can't fool me like this. In fact, I enjoy it very much."

"Of course, I don't recommend you try this."

"Hahaha--"

Ancelotti, dancing with joy, continued, "Then Abramovich finally paid the money and brought Neymar, who we had always wanted, from Santos."

"Let's welcome our new teammates together!"

Hearing his name, Neymar quickly walked in from outside the locker room. Instantly, all the players began to applaud. Some players even ran over and put their arms around Neymar's shoulders, "Hey, brother, do you know how long we have been waiting?"

Ancelotti smiled and led Neymar to seat No. 14. Next to him, 23-year-old Mikel and Malouda, who had already met him, all smiled and greeted him in a friendly manner.

Ancelotti, who was sitting in the middle of the locker room, was still continuing his joke speech. Although the Chelsea players around him knew what the highlight was, they all looked at Ancelotti with great anticipation.

Even students with excellent grades already know their scores, but they will still look forward to the teacher announcing their ranking in front of the whole class.

"Well, the Neymar we've been waiting for is finally here. Abramovich's wallet is much emptier. After all, the only disadvantage of a genius is that he is expensive. Obviously, a genius like Neymar is not ordinary expensive."

Neymar also lowered his head and laughed embarrassedly.

"It just so happened that the Champions League champion from last season was going to transfer, so I quickly found Abramovich. He covered his face and asked me through the window what I wanted."

"I told Abramovich that I wanted to play in the Champions League, and then Abramovich told me that he wanted it too!"

“Seeing that Abudu had forgotten to cover his face, I quickly stated my request.”

"I said I wanted Charles to join us and Abramovich said he wanted to, too."

"I slapped him twice and asked him what else he could do besides thinking about it. I told Abu to pay quickly because if he missed this opportunity, he would miss this store."

"Then Abramovich told me that Barcelona also did not support him paying with 1000 bottles of Lafite."

"I was very angry and almost wanted to slap him twice again, but this time, Abu covered both sides of his face. I could only continue to ask him, can't he use liquid funds to pay?"

"Then Abramovich fooled me and said that all his liquid funds were not as valuable as these 1000 bottles of Lafite."

Everyone present laughed again.

"I had no choice but to cut off a kidney," Ancelotti said, pointing to his waist. "I got some pocket money in exchange. I was very happy. Of course, I also bought Cialis and my chewing gum overnight."

"Ouch——"

The whole locker room was in an uproar. Charles pushed open the door of the locker room from the outside. Ancelotti trotted over and put his hands on Charles' shoulders. "Let's welcome our No. 7 - Charles!"

The players led by Malouda and Anelka applauded wildly, and non-French players such as Cech and Neymar also jumped up.

"Oh oh, let's see who's here?"

"It's our Mr. Champions League who has arrived!"

After Charles greeted all his teammates one by one, he was also sent to the No. 7 seat in the locker room by Ancelotti.

"Of course, I still have a little money left, so I'll treat everyone to beef and bacon tonight!"

I have been reading Ancelotti’s autobiography recently, trying my best to write a good story about Ancelotti.

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(End of this chapter)