In the VIP box at the Athletic Stadium in Ibiza, club chairman Alfonso stood up and ovated with a smile.

Looking at the stadium where cheers and applause resounded, and looking at the happy expressions of fans, he was happy in his heart. It was not easy to win for two months.

"At least in the next week, you won't have to hear Mr. Torrera's complaints." said Savage, general manager of the team.

"Don't mention that guy to me." Alfonso said disgusted.

Torrera is an old friend of Alfonso. He also has the identity of the mayor of Ibiza. Ibiza's tourism revenue decreased by six percentage points year-on-year last year. The mayor complained that this is all the blame for the Ibiza club:

The team's poor record and long-term ranking first in the league, which caused the residents on the island to be in a bad mood. The bad mood will naturally affect their work performance, and even smile less when serving tourists...

Alfonso was unhappy about this: Since the team is so important to the island, then the team is now in a financial bankruptcy crisis, why not give up on the brothers?

...

Fang Jue gently patted the dust that did not exist on his body, and Shi Shiran walked towards the visiting team coach's seat. According to etiquette, the coaches of both sides had to shake hands at the end of the game.

Fang Jue is a person who pays great attention to etiquette and is very polite, so he smiles.

Enelite felt like he had eaten a rotten fly that had died for eight days. Looking at the smile on the bastard's face, he was so tired of it.

Fang Jue was very graceful. He was two meters away from Enelite and stretched out his right hand.

Enelite reached out his hand unwillingly. He wanted to touch his hands with the other party, but

Fang Jue held the hand of his colleague from Orevera with a passionate attitude, as if he had seen a close friend he had not seen for many years.

"It's a lucky thing. We can only say that we are lucky." Fang Jue's tone was sincere.

Hey?

This is pretty good.

Upon hearing this, Enelite felt that his senses had improved a lot.

Finally, I know that you are lucky to win.

...

"Yes, your luck is so good." Enelite shook his head and said, "The two goals were all reflected. One of our two central defenders helped you once. Is this still reasonable?

"Thank you!" Fang Jue thanked.

"What do you thank?" Enelite was a little confused.

"Of course I have to thank you, Mr. Enelite." Fang Jue said happily and seriously, "You are my lucky star. You forgot. You said before the game that I wish me good luck. Your words are really effective. We played so passively that we did not lose the ball, and it actually..."

Fang Jue spoke very fast, Balabala, what he said later, Enelite no longer listened to him, his mind was full of a huge question mark: Is this really the case? Is this really the case?

Eventually, the question mark turned into a huge exclamation mark: I have such a powerful mouth!

Then there was deep regret.

In fact, no one who is normal in his mind would believe what Fang Jue said, but the problem is that Enelite's emotions are in an abnormal state now, and this game is too weird.

Fang Juebalabala finished speaking and finally thanked him again. Without waiting for Enelite to react, he patted his shoulder and turned around and walked away.

Enelite was still a little dazed, he felt so uncomfortable.

"Good guy." Enelite seemed to hear the guy leaving and said to himself.

He almost vomited blood.

Enelite was not stupid. He gradually realized that this bastard was saying this on purpose, just to be angry with him.

Never seen such a person without dignity!

Shouldn’t the winner be humble and comfort the lost party?

How come such a bastard gets in among the coach?

The angry coach Orivera was so angry that he turned around and left with the players in his low mood.

Interestingly, since this day, when Mr. Enelite shook hands on his routine before the game, he never said a blessing to his colleagues like "Good luck" again.

...

Fang Jue was in a good mood.

He praised his players very much in the locker room.

Of course, he also noticed that the players looked at him differently, which was a look of surprise and admiration.

Especially Clement, what a pure and respectful look.

This made him very useful.

He could feel that these eyes were full of gratitude.

If these guys weren't here to coach, I wouldn't know that they would have tasted victory in the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month.

"Okay, guys, enjoy the feeling of victory." Fang Jue said, pausing for a moment, and he said, "But don't be too crazy, because you will slowly get used to this feeling in the future."

There was a howling and whistle in the locker room.

This is a full score!

Fang Jue was very satisfied.

...

Before leaving for the press conference, Fang Jue went to the bathroom to open the gate and release water. It was so comfortable.

When washing hands, looking at the handsome guy in the mirror, he shook his head. He could make a living by his appearance, but you rely on your talent. It's really a waste of talent.

The same player and the same configuration, Fernandez led the team so badly. After only one day, the team changed a lot and won! Win! Win! Win!

This is the embodiment of talent and ability.

Such a young and handsome guy, he led a team with a very bad record to win the first time he coached. This performance is simply perfect.

He could already imagine the surprise, applause and praise he would receive at the press conference in a while.

My heartbeat is accelerating, I'm looking forward to it.

Ah, what a wonderful thing it is to think of talking big in front of so many media, and then letting those reporters turn their words into lead type and praise him...

However, Fang Jue's good mood and expectation gradually disappeared after the press conference began.

...

There were only five or six reporters on the scene, which disappointed Fang Jueluo. He didn't think about it. What do you think about a Spanish Second League match?

Seeing Fang Jue come in, Orivera coach Enelite has a bad expression. He first came to the press conference. Seeing that Fang Jue has not arrived yet, he is even more new and old hatreds in his heart. If you win, you still have to wait for you? Isn’t it a bit polite?

The host announced the start of the press conference.

The reporter first asked the visiting team Orivera head coach Enelite.

"Mr. Enelite, this is obviously an unexpected defeat, what do you want to say about this?"

Before Enelite could speak, Fang Jue was unhappy. What is an "unexpected" defeat? Do you look down on my team?

Although, this is the truth, please shut up!

"I believe everyone can see what we encountered in this game." Enelite had been furious for a long time, "We met an unconventional Ibiza."

Several reporters at the scene laughed, obviously they understood what this meant.

...

"My players were put down again and again, and the opponent seemed to have never thought of winning since the first minute of the game. They..." Enelite shrugged, "No one was injured, it was already a good luck for Orivera."

Fang Jue smiled. Although he wanted to say a few words to the loser, he wanted to maintain his demeanor. If someone lost the game, wouldn't he be sad?

"Coach Fang, hello, I am Rebeto, a reporter from Pelle Radio. Congratulations on winning your first coaching debut." The first reporter to ask Fang Jue questions said.

"Thank you." Fang Jue nodded and smiled reservedly. This reporter is very good at home. Well, "Pelle Radio", Torrera, I remember you.

"How do you evaluate this game?" Rebeto continued.

"The two teams contributed a wonderful game together." Fang Jue said with a smile.

Wonderful peat!

The head coach of the visiting team next to him almost jumped up and hit someone. What a wonderful thing. If you want to play wonderfully, it was also Aurevira's playing so well. What's the thing you are playing? You're huddling in half like a turtle, not thinking about attacking, a rough foul! Foul! Foul! If you weren't lucky, could you win?

Especially when he thought of "luck", Enelite got angry.

...

"Do you really think this is a wonderful game?" Rebeto asked with his voice rising and he stared at Fang Jue.

kindness?

Fang Jue's smile was restrained and he looked at the reporter.

"Isn't it?" he asked, "two wonderful goals, a long-lost victory, can't Ibiza describe it as wonderful?"

"But what I see is extremely conservative tactics, no offensive style of play, and rough fouls." Rebeto's tone was sharp.

Who is this guy? It's very sharp.

Several other reporters were asking each other.
To be continued...