The sun is like fire, scorching the sea surface of the Persian Gulf unbridled.
A yacht was moored on the sea about ten nautical miles east of Crescent Bay, undulating with the water.
The captain is a middle-aged man in his forties.
You can tell at a glance that he is from the Arab region of the Middle East.
He has been running on the sea for many years and is very tanned, but he always has a smiling look, giving people a Very friendly feeling.
On the fishing deck of the yacht, there was a beach chair under the sunshade.
At this time, a fat man was lying on the chair.
Wearing short beach shorts, a baggy T-shirt, and a peaked cap covering his face, he looked like he was sleeping.
There was a fishing rod horizontally placed in front of the beach chair, and the hook had been lowered.
It shook from time to time, but the fat man did not move, as if he was not fishing at all, but just lazy and sleeping.
Whenever he heard any noise, the Middle East captain would open his mouth, but finally held back.
He has been with this fat man for almost two weeks.
He does this every day, sometimes for the whole day when he goes to sea.
There was a lot of fishing in the surrounding area, and it was easy to catch fish, but he was very strange.
He let go of the small ones and took the big ones home.
What's interesting is that he can catch a big one every day.
Every time he catches it, he laughs happily for a long time, and then, as if he has completed the task, he pats his butt and shouts to go back.
The middle-aged captain didn't know his name, let alone his background.
He just vaguely heard his boss say that he was a well-known football coach in Europe.
He seemed to be a friend of Young Master Yang Huan, the owner of Crescent Bay, so the boss said Very seriously.
But he was very surprised.
Are all famous people such weirdos?
So much so that now, every time the middle-aged captain sends him somewhere, he simply ignores him.
He squats in the cockpit and secretly chats with his family on WeChat.
Only when he hears some movement occasionally does he head out to take a look. .
After all, he was also worried that if the fat man accidentally fell asleep and fell into the sea, he would be in trouble.
Just when the middle-aged captain raised his head and looked at the sun that was almost scorching people, he couldn't help but yawned, and when he was considering whether to take a nap, the fishing rod clanged again.
Ringed.
“Oh, another fish took the bait so quickly.”
The fat man lying on the beach chair heard the noise and sat up, as if a fish had taken the bait and he was very dissatisfied.
He stood up, stretched his waist, and exposed his face in the sun.
If you are familiar with European football, you will definitely be able to recognize him at a glance. carol ancelotti He was dismissed from Real Madrid half a month ago, and then disappeared from European football.
No one knows where he went.
But in the past few days, football reporters across Europe and even the world have been searching for him.
The reason is none other than Southampton announced three days ago that he will officially become the new manager of the Saints.
But if there are fans on the sea at this time, they will definitely be shocked, because they will find that Carlo Ancelotti, the famous coach in the eyes of the world, is clumsily pulling the fishing rod at this time, his mouth full of surprise.
"Wow, it seems like she's not too young yet.
I have something to eat tonight.
Hehe, should it be steamed or braised to make it delicious?
The fish head should be stewed in the soup.
It must be delicious."
He looks just like a standard foodie.
Ancelotti grabbed the fishing rod hard, and the fish that took the bait was really exciting.
"Hey, the more exciting it is, the more enjoyable it will be."
Ancelotti's chubby face was smiling, but his hand slowly tightened the fishing rod in circles.
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The entire fishing rod was stretched so hard it looked like it was about to break, but the quality was indeed good.
Not long after, I saw a live, jumping bass being pulled out of the sea.
"Wow, it's so big."
The middle-aged captain was shocked when he saw it.
Ancelotti turned around and smiled, "You don't have to come over to help.
This fish is mine.
I will have something to eat tonight."
After saying that, the fat man murmured to himself, "Stew the fish head in soup.
Half of the fish body is steamed and half is braised.
Let's have a whole fish feast.
Love it."
The middle-aged captain curled his lips, did I say I was going to help?
But his mouth was blinking, and he stuck out his tongue to lick it.
He didn't know how good this fat man's cooking skills were.
After struggling for a while, a bass finally came on board.
Even though it is out of the water, it is still alive and kicking.
Ancelotti was not in a hurry, and slowly watched from the side, waiting for it with a smile, and slowly lost strength.
That fish is probably tired of it.
Nimei, let me eat it for you.
Anyway, it falls into your hands.
I accept your fate, Mr.
Fish.
Seeing that the fish was no longer bothered, Ancelotti chuckled and said, "This is so good."
With that said, he unhooked it and put it into the bag.
Once weighed, it weighed a full five kilograms.
No wonder it’s so exciting "Master, go home" Ancelotti shouted with a smile.
The middle-aged captain is also used to it.
Anyway, this guy does this every day, but today he caught a big fish.
He started the yacht and sailed slowly towards Crescent Bay.
The fat man was in a good mood and started humming a song on the bow of the boat.
Crescent Bay is a crescent-shaped island to the east of Doha Port.
It has just been bought by the Chinese in the past two or three years and built into a leisure resort.
It just opened half a year ago and the business is quite good.
From the dock, It can be seen from the densely packed yachts.
This is still when those passenger ships had to stop at Doha Port and then transfer to the yacht to go to Crescent Bay.
Otherwise, it would probably be even more crowded.
There is no other way.
Who told Crescent Bay to only have two ways to communicate with the outside world, helicopters and boats?
The yacht sailed into the dedicated pier of Crescent Bay.
As soon as it docked, the fat man happily carried the bag of catch, said goodbye and thank you, and happily jumped off the boat.
The middle-aged captain was left muttering in the background, Nimei, you don’t know how to score a point with me.
Ancelotti carried the catch and headed happily towards his holiday villa.
As early as a few months ago, when it was confirmed that he would leave Real Madrid, he received an invitation from Southampton.
Afterwards, he met with Master Huan and knew that the Saints would only consider letting him take charge for one year.
But for him, that was enough.
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You know, the Saints are the strongest team in Europe right now, if not one.
More importantly, behind the strength of this team is their unique tactical system and their efficient and modern management system, which are irresistible to any head coach. lure.
Therefore, Ancelotti agreed without hesitation.
When talking to Master Huan, Ancelotti mentioned that he wanted to go on vacation, and Yang Huan suggested that he come to the Middle East and promised that food, accommodation and entertainment would be included.
This was great for Ancelotti, a foodie. .
So, the day after he stepped down as Real Madrid coach, he came to the Middle East.
It's a bit hot here, but it's definitely a resort.
Most importantly, there are no reporters to bother him. etc.
When Ancelotti walked to the holiday villa area, he suddenly stopped and looked ahead in surprise.
What's going on It turned out that more than a dozen reporters appeared in front of his vacation villa.
Why do you know they are reporters?
Ancelotti was no fool.
Looking at the cameras in their hands and the equipment on their shoulders, he knew they were paparazzi.
How did they find it?
Ancelotti immediately wanted to turn around and hide.
Unexpectedly, the sharp-eyed reporter saw him at the first sight.
"Oh, it's him, there" "Look, it's really Ancelotti, he's really here."
"Oh my god, come on, keep up."
A group of reporters rushed over like wolves and tigers, and immediately intercepted Ancelotti, who was chubby and unable to run.
Ancelotti was depressed.
What the hell, when I was playing football, I used to intercept others, but now that I am old, I am intercepted by a group of reporters.
It is really bad.
"Hello, Carol, I'm a reporter from The Sun."
"Hello, I'm from Gazzetta dello Sport."
"I'm from the Guardian."
"I'm from Marca."
"Hey, hello, hello," Ancelotti had to force out a smile.
"Carol, why did you come here for vacation?"
Ancelotti was still smiling, "How did you find this place?"
"Oh, didn't you have someone take a picture of you sleeping before and post it on WeChat?
We just followed the clues and found him."
As he said that, the reporter from The Sun took out his mobile phone and found the WeChat message.
Ancelotti saw it and immediately understood.
I must have been photographed by that bastard captain while I was sleeping, and I don’t know who he sent it to.
It was passed around and reached the hands of reporters.
Nimei, you can just take the picture.
Give me a better picture, okay?
At least you can use Meitu Xiuxiu to trim it, don’t let me show such thick leg hair, okay?
How can I lose my face as a world-famous handsome man after being tormented like this by you?
However, these are all slanders.
In front of reporters, Ancelotti looked like he had resigned himself to his fate and said, "Just ask."
"Carroll, according to our investigation, this property should belong to Southampton owner Yang Huan.
So, you have decided to coach Southampton."
"Well, haven't they announced it to the public?"
Ancelotti asked.
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Is it possible that the Saints still make such mistakes?
Do they have some brains?
"Uh hey, by the way, Carol, many readers are interested and want to know whether you will leave Real Madrid first or accept the invitation from the Saints first."
There was an uproar on the Internet over this matter.
"Real Madrid first," Ancelotti replied, but he was cursing in his heart, at least I still have professional ethics, okay?
"Carroll, let me ask you again, there are so many teams interested in you, why did you choose Southampton?"
Ancelotti thought about it this time, "First of all, I chose Southampton because of their sincerity, and because the team's plan is very attractive to me, and also, I really appreciate the Saints' skills and tactics. style."
"But, Carroll, Southampton has just reached its peak under Bielsa's coaching.
Aren't you worried that if the results are not satisfactory after you take over, it will lead to dissatisfaction among the fans?"
the reporter asked.
Ancelotti thought for a while and shook his head, "I have considered all of what you said, but I still hope to challenge myself.
As I said, Southampton's management is fully aware of these things." planning and preparation.”
"In addition, here, I must point out that Southampton has not yet reached its peak.
This team still has considerable potential that can be tapped, and I am confident that we can fully tap the potential of this team."
Everyone was a little surprised when they heard what Ancelotti said.
The Saints have already achieved so many results, but they still have potential that can be tapped before they reach their peak.
Are you sure you're not kidding?
"Then let me ask you, Carroll, there are a lot of rumors about the Saints' signings this summer, but you are on vacation now.
Many fans are worried whether this will affect the team's transfer operations."
After hearing this, Ancelotti smiled again, "No, although I am not in the UK, I keep in touch with the management every day and pay attention to the dynamics of the transfer market anytime and anywhere.
I am very confident. , and please rest assured that all Saints fans are under control.”
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