Guardiola's Daughter Meets Tang Long at the Training Ground, "Haha, are you talking nonsense?"

Guardiola actually said something that was right, and very accurately.

In this team, Tang Long is not only the player he trusts most, but also the person his teammates trust most.

When in doubt, turn to Tang Long – this is the sentiment of many Manchester City players.

Robertson, the young left-back who just joined Manchester City this year, was deeply impressed by his Manchester City's skills during his first training session.

This 22-year-old local player, who was playing in the EFL Championship last season, felt like a country bumpkin visiting a grand mansion when he joined the team, thinking that everyone on the team was better than him.

Kolarov's curling cross, Gündoğan's ball control and shielding, Thiago's through ball, Ranocchia's tempo control, Stones's play from the back, Kompany's powerful header...

Even substitute goalkeeper Caballero is better at analyzing the game situation than I am.

But what shocked him the most was Tang Long!

He was playing in the EFL Championship last year; where had he ever seen a player of Tang Long's caliber?

As Manchester City progressed in both competitions, Robertson, who had been on the bench for most of the time, was actually observing Tang Long the most, even though Guardiola Robertson instructed him to focus on the playing style of starting left- Kolarov.

"He's incredible! He can actually dribble past people like that!"

"It's unbelievable, how come I didn't think of that passing route?"

"My God, how did he know there would definitely be someone at that location? Does he have a chip in his brain that can predict things in advance?"

"Incredible! Absolutely incredible! In the entire Premier League, only he could score a goal like that!"

After witnessing Tang Long's Tiger Shot, Robertson's admiration for Tang Long deepened, and he wanted to become Tang Long's apprentice and learn his long-range shooting technique.

The next day, on the training field, Robertson took the initiative to walk up to Tang Long, mustered his courage, and said shyly:

"Tang, can you teach me how to kick a long-range shot as powerful as yours? I'm so amazed!"

Tang Long knew that Robertson was obviously referring to his incredible Tiger Shot against the Celtic.

He glanced at Robertson's physique and found him to be as thin as a stick, with calves that weren't strong enough, clearly indicating that his physical training needed improvement.

Tang Long thought to himself, "He needs to focus on physical training first. I wonder if Coach Chivu has come up with a specific training plan for him?"

Robertson was a late bloomer for an England player; at his age, many players were already large and muscular, some even sporting beards.

Robertson had a smooth chin and little body hair. In addition, he was only about 1.7 meters tall, which was not tall for a professional player. He still looked like a high school student who hadn't quite grown up yet.

Tang Long laughed and said to him, "It's not as amazing as you say, it's all just luck."

He said this because he didn't want Robertson to bother him, because when he was at Inter Milan, another player, Dimarco, had also bothered him for a long time. However, some things can't be taught.

Do you, Robertson, have a system? No, I don't think so!

However, although Robertson was shy by nature, he suddenly found the courage to pester Tang Long and insisted that he teach him a few long-range shooting techniques.

Tang Long kindly advised him to learn from his senior left-back, Kolarov.

That's not wrong at all. Guardiola said the same thing. Kolarov is considered a top-class full-back in the Premier League. Although he's not as fast as Robertson, he's good at positioning and judging the situation. And as for long-range shots, Kolarov has a powerful one.

"No, Tang, I just want to learn from you, please teach me."

When Robertson said this, although his words conveyed a plea, he said it through gritted teeth, and his tone revealed a sense of determination.

Tang Long understood Robertson's personality; he knew the player was a shy person. He had been teased by the older sister Diletta until he blushed during the team's summer signing ceremony. So Tang Long couldn't bear to refuse him again and simply said they would do extra training together after practice.

He thought to himself, "Oh well, I'm going to practice some long-range shots after the game anyway, so I'll just take you along for a bit."

Robertson was overjoyed to hear Tang Long agree, his eyes filled with anticipation as he eagerly awaited the end of regular training so he could train long-range shooting with Tang Long.

"Dad, take me to see your workplace! I'm so bored at home all by myself!"

Maria clung to her father Guardiola's neck playfully, refusing to let go.

Today, her high school held a parent-teacher conference. Maria's mother attended as a family representative. Before leaving, she specifically told Maria to stay home and study hard and not to go out to play.

But Maria, going through a rebellious phase, wasn't willing to stay home and study; she couldn't sit still.

When Guardiola hesitated for a moment, but then he thought to himself:

"Last time I accidentally slapped her, and it took a lot of coaxing and gifts to ease the tension between us. Now she's begging me, and it wouldn't be good if I refused. So I'll take her with me and go home early this afternoon. My wife won't know if I don't tell her."

So Maria drove with Guardiola to Manchester City's training ground.

Guardiola personally coached today's training session, and afterwards rushed to the conference room with scouts to discuss winter transfer issues.

So Maria remained alone in Guardiola's manager's office.

Maria doesn't usually watch football. She leaned against the large floor-to-ceiling window on the 6th floor, overlooking Manchester City's training ground, watching her father coach the players. After a while, she got bored and sat down to tinker with her father's computer.

With her father not returning for a long time, the naturally lively Maria couldn't sit still any longer, so she ran out of the office and went for a stroll around the training base.

The regular training session had ended, and the Manchester City players had all gone home, except for Tang Long and Robertson, who remained on the training ground to practice long-range shots.

Maria wandered aimlessly, first teasing the orange cat at the training base, then climbing an oak tree to pick some fruit.

As they were playing, they heard loud bangs coming from the training field not far away, like firecrackers being set off on Christmas Day.

Maria looked over there with some curiosity, and walked over without thinking.

Just then, Chivu, carrying a bag, walked towards them.

Chivu didn't know Maria, nor did he know she was Guardiola's daughter. He just thought the girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and looked very clever and cute. He suddenly thought of his own daughter who was still in elementary school, so he smiled at Maria and nodded.

Maria saw a middle-aged man with a stubble beard and disheveled hair chuckling at her, and her heart skipped a beat. She glared at Chivu, stuck out her tongue at him, and ran away like a deer.

"Where did this weird uncle come from, carrying a pink backpack? He's terrifying, like a pervert!" Maria thought as she ran.

Chivu saw that Maria had run away because of him, and stood there scratching his head in a daze.

"Oh dear, am I really that scary?"

Ever since Chivu discussed football tactics with Guardiola, his football fanatic nature has become even more apparent.

He studied tactics late into the night every night, edited videos, and collected materials. He also paid less and less attention to his personal appearance. He hadn't shaved for three days. He would suddenly grin foolishly at little girls on the street, which made Maria look like a weird uncle.

As for the pink backpack, it belonged to his wife. Chivu was easygoing and didn't mind using his wife's unwanted bag.

Although Chivu startled her, Maria wasn't afraid.

After all, her father Guardiola, is the manager of Manchester City. She's Guardiola's daughter, so she's not afraid at all.

If anyone dares to bully her, she will immediately tell her father.

She ran briskly into the training ground, where the sound of firecrackers still echoed.

Maria looked around and saw that the entire training field was empty, with only two players practicing shooting.

A slender Europe and a stocky, dark-haired Asia.

Maria watched as the Asia, with his agile physique, sprinted forward and unleashed three powerful shots in quick succession. Each shot was powerful, the ball flying with incredible speed and hurtling towards the net. The Europe watching from the sidelines shouted in approval, "Great shot! Don, great shot!"

Then, the Europe imitated the Asia's run-up and leg swing, and fired several long-range shots from about 30 meters away.

But these long-range shots were far from good; either they were too powerful and the ball flew out, or although they went into the goal, they lacked power.

The Europe seemed quite annoyed and kept talking to the Asia.

Maria couldn't hear what they were saying, but she thought the Europe seemed a bit dim-witted. The Asia had been demonstrating for him for a long time, but the Europe still looked completely confused.

Although Maria doesn't understand football, football is a primal sport with power, speed, and beauty. The clever Maria can tell who plays well and who plays poorly just by watching.

She walked over and sat on the sideline, hugging her knees, watching the two from a distance. She thought to herself, "That Asia seems to be this Europe's teacher. He kicks the ball much stronger than him. So that's how the firecracker sound is made, haha!"

Robertson took seven or eight more shots, then turned and saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl staring at them from the sidelines.

The shy Robertson immediately felt uncomfortable.

Robertson was only 22 years old and had never been in a relationship. He was afraid of embarrassing himself in front of girls. Although he didn't know Maria, he thought she might be a relative of one of the staff members. He was too embarrassed to lose face in front of her, so he said goodbye to Tang Long and left first.

As he passed Maria, he didn't even dare to look at her, leaving Tang Long alone to continue shooting.

Bang!

Tang Long, focused on shooting, paid no attention to Maria on the sidelines. He unleashed another powerful shot, which struck the crossbar and sent the ball flying into the air.

"Wow! You've practically kicked the goalposts to pieces!" Maria clapped her hands with a laugh.

Tang Long was taken aback and turned around to see Maria sitting on the sidelines.