.The news that Mr. Yang became the acting head coach is like a small stone thrown into the lake. The scope of influence is not as great as everyone imagines. Of course, the most impact is the local area of ​​Valleheim, and this is just a small town with a population of hundreds of thousands.

The live broadcast program of Belgian TV hit a new low in TV ratings. The producer and host of the program, Jean-Paul, was scolded by the director, and this episode became a stain on Jean-Paul's career.

He himself was also very depressed. What a selling news? The first Chinese to be a coach in Belgium. Could it be that my story was not mined enough? No, it is definitely not, but this Chinese is too lacking in the desire to perform. Jean-Paul looked back and saw that this young man who had just become a head coach looked incredible, with clear minds, no leakage of answers, and room for room for help. In addition to the goal of "just pointing to the champion", he looked like an old coach who had coached for many years.

"Paul, how long do you think the Chinese coach you interviewed can last?" Paul's colleague asked him.

"Who is right?"

"Now the odds of the bookmaker's win at Valleheim are 1-00% off the odds of 56. The odds of the Chinese coach being dismissed after three games are 1-00% off. Do you know what my coaching friend said? Who is Valleheim's head coach? I think you should have an explanation for the ratings."

Just as Jean-Paul said, all Belgians did not regard this news as sports news. They thought this was a gimmick made by the Valleheim Club. Is this a demonstration against the Belgian referee committee of the Belgian Football Association?

No matter what you think, Jean Paul nodded thoughtfully. Master Yang, you have never heard of the nameless man. You should have a countdown watch on your body, everyone is watching you.

Speaking of the impact on other countries, this news can be said to be minimal. Who would pay attention to a European football team that would change coaches? Well, maybe you would pay attention unless you change to an alien as the head coach.

However, this incident has caused a lot of response in China. Mainstream and non-mainstream media seem to smell the bloody sharks, searching for various news related to Mr. Yang in China - what an exciting news! After Yang Chen and Sun Jihai, another Chinese who went abroad, and he was also a coach. Although Mr. Yang was tied to the countdown table in Belgium, in the minds of some domestic reporters, they have begun to imagine the situation where Mr. Yang led the Chinese team.

Excited? Master Yang.

Excited?! Your uncle is only free to be excited. He was a little impulsive at the press conference and accidentally said what he said. After the meeting, Na'Eisen was severely criticized. He was young and 26 years old. Master Yang, who was 26 years old, immediately paid the price for his experience and impulse.

"You said, you pointed your goal at the championship, how can we play in the future? All teams will fight for us, and we have become public enemies of the whole nation. I know that you have a good relationship with the players, but aren't you giving them all the pressure like this?" Na'Aisen's words rang in Yang's ears.

Balier patted Master Yang: "Yang, this is your first problem - pressure. This is a double-edged sword."

Martin finished the day of exercise, took a shower and changed his clothes.

Sister Susan asked, "Brother, don't you have to go to the gym today?"

Martin nodded: "Robolic said I don't have to go in the future. He said I can practice at home now."

"Brother, then you can go shopping with me later."

Martin scratched his head: "Shopping? Didn't you ever let me go shopping with you?"

Susan hugged Martin's arm: "That's the past. Brother, don't you know your changes?"

“What changes?”

"Look, look."

In the mirror, a tall and toned young man stared blankly at the person opposite him.

"Is this... me?"

Susan hugged her brother's waist from behind and said happily: "That's right, it's you, my brother."

"Is it the one who can break the scale?"

"Uh... that's you, that steak that you can eat more than five pounds."

Martin touched his face and said, "I've lost weight?"

Susan nodded vigorously: "This is why I want you to go shopping with me. I am so strong that I can help me get a lot of things."

"I……"

A bar where fans gather in Valleheim were chatting in groups of people.

"What did Na'aisen think? If you change to such a Chinese man who has not grown all over yet?"

"I still said that, he looks like a supporting role. I bet him outside for three rounds and was dismissed, and it costs 100 yuan. Balier is suspended, and Cordill doesn't say that he will try to be the head coach. No matter what, he will be better than that kid, right?"

"Hey, don't you read the newspaper? Cordill himself doesn't want to be a coach. He said he wants to win the championship. If he can enter the playoffs, I will thank Almighty God, Virgin Mary."

"Okay, I'll know the quality of this kid on January 4th. Who will go to the away game? I'll let Tom buy tickets." The speaker was Winter Hasson, the president of the Valleheim Fan Association. Mr. Yang, had had several dealings with him. The team's logistics supervisor Mr. Louis, who entrusted Mr. Yang to send water to these fans who went to cheer away from home. The young man looked very friendly and thoughtful, but I don't know how to be a coach?

"I'll go, I'll go, count me..." A group of people in the room raised their hands. These were all hardcore fans of Valleheim. Winter Hasson remembered the number of people and thought to himself: I don't know who is coming to deliver water to us this time.

"Mr. Cordyll, what did you take me to Mr. Durui's house for?" Mr. Yang wondered: "Has he gone to the United States?"

Du Rui's resignation was very sudden and unexpected. Just during a training session, news suddenly came that his wife Linda fainted and was sent to the hospital. As a result, it was found that Linda had a disease called Meniere Syndrome.

In the next few days, Du Rui had no choice but to go to the training ground, and everything on the team was handed over to Cordill. In fact, the few games in November were commanded by Cordill, and Du Rui had no mind to care about these things. As a result, the team drew 2 and lost 1, which is why Cordill was unwilling to be the head coach. He found that the head coach was really not a job.

Until one day, Duri submitted his resignation to Na'Eisen to take care of his seriously ill wife. The next step was to Barrier take over the team.

Cordill opened the door and said, "Aren't we going to discuss Saturday's game? That's it, Frank gave me the keys. He also said one thing."

"What's up?"

"He asked you to help him keep the house temporarily. I wonder if you would like it?"

Master Yang opened his mouth wide: "Are you kidding?"

Cordyr shook his head: "Yang, you are the boss now. Am I kidding? There is an agreement here."

Master Yang read the agreement in front of him twice, and clearly stated the specific matters of asking Master Yang to take care of the house on his behalf. In other words, Master Yang can live in it temporarily.

"Just sign a letter." Cordill clicked the blank space on the last page. "There is another letter to you."

Mr. Yang opened the letter, which read:

"Yang, I'm sorry I can't work with you anymore. Although I haven't had a long time, you are a person who is easy to trust. He is honest, hardworking, trustworthy, and willing to try for his goal. You have brought a good player to the team, and some new things, such as statistics, training set pieces... etc. You must be curious about how I know, right? Every coach has several trusted players in the locker room. Haha, now you have a group of such people.

Good luck. Ellen asked you too.”

Master Yang carefully put the letter in his pocket and said to Cordyll: "Let's start, Mr. Du Rui may come back soon. I don't want him to see me being lazy when he comes back."
Chapter completed!