Chapter 440: It's Your Honor to Meet Me (1st Monthly Pass)
The players looked at their new manager with either unhappy, embarrassed or cold eyes.
It's this set again, belittling and stepping on everyone, so as to set off his greatness.
Some players flatten their mouths, huh~
Fang Jue completely ignored it.
Just when the players thought that this guy would continue to taunt and ridicule them, and continue to speak venomously, Fang Jue turned his words.
"I'm really confused." Fang Jue shook his head and said, "I've carefully studied the game footage, studied your good performances, or bad games, and came to the conclusion, 'These guys are not as bad as they imagined.'" ββ
As he spoke, as soon as Fang Jue stretched out his hand, assistant coach Ceballos handed him a stack of newspapers.
Look at the colors, a lot of them are old newspapers.
"Look at what that's talking about."
"Aston Villa kicked a ball of shit."
"Ah, Villa lost again."
"These bastards are the worst I've ever seen." Fang Jue flipped through it casually and said.
"It's a curse for you."
Then he threw the newspaper directly on the ground, and then reached out again, and the assistant Steve . Werner handed over another stack of newspapers.
"God, Vera kicked awesomely!"
"I love this Vera."
"God, Husky has scored! What else is impossible. β
Among the players, a big black man grinned, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.
"This is a boast for you." Fang Jue put away the stack of newspapers and handed it out with great importance. Werner put it away earnestly.
"An interesting phenomenon is that the group of people who praised you are the same group of people who scolded you later." Fang Jue chuckled.
"Look, flowers applause." He raised his left hand, held it, then raised his right hand, held it, "criticize and lash out." β
Two hands raised, which made him look like a gesture of surrender, was a little funny, however, no one could laugh and stared at the man.
"Why is this happening?" Fang Jue asked.
yes, why is this happening?
This huge question mark popped up on everyone's brains, and they couldn't figure it out.
"To be honest, I was angry at first, I was thinking, what kind of crooked melon and cracked dates are this, twelve consecutive defeats." Fang Jue said, "I'm doubting my luck, when I accepted Ibiza, Ibiza also lost more than a dozen in a row, it was the penultimate one, how did I get to Birmingham, it's still like this." β
No one is talking, everyone is listening.
"However, after I calmed down, I got back to work." Fang Jue spread out his hand.
"Raise your hand if you like to play games."
Milner subconsciously raised his hand.
"Very well, Milner, from your point of view, the Ibiza I accepted at the time was not a hellish mode."
"Sort of." Milner said that Fang Jue's story is now widely spread in the football world, so Milner naturally knows it.
"With the halfway deputy squad leader, he counterattacked and upgraded all the way, and then took the promotion horse of the West B League to win the championship and upgrade, and won the cup championship."
"Then there is the La Liga promotion horse to win the La Liga title and win the European championship." The more Fang Jue spoke, the more energetic he became.
Among the players, Deisler and others have excited expressions, they are participants, naturally they feel the deepest, and the other party feels more admired, while the old players of Aston Villa have strange faces, is this bastard here to deliberately show off in front of them?
"So, I don't understand what else you're worried about?" Fang Jue's face was solemn and said, "After two and a half years of coaching, I have five titles on hand (La Liga champion, Spanish Copa del Rey champion, Spanish Super Cup champion, La Liga champion, UEFA Cup champion). β
"I've won more trophies than you've ever seen, and the team I lead is invincible!"
'I'm saying now that our goal for next season is to finish runners-up in the Premier League. Fang Jue suddenly raised his voice, "Sadio, do you believe it or not?" β
Mane's blood boiled at these words, and he was suddenly named, subconsciously took a step forward, and shouted, "Believe!" β
"Why does Sadio believe me?" Fang Jue's voice raised, "Because he believes that I can do it, because I haven't let him down and his former teammates!" Once! None of them! β
The atmosphere at the scene was changing subtly, and the eyes of some players who had previously thought that Fang Jue was boasting, belittling them, and elevating themselves also changed.
"Thadio, let it go if you have a fart?" Fang Jue suddenly said to Mane.
"Coach, why didn't you win the championship?" Mane said.
Fang Jue laughed loudly and pointed at Mane, "Bastard, when did you get so angry." β
"What a good boy, after following me, my heart has also come up, and I am arrogant."
Mane, hey, silly.
"But, I like it!" Fang Jue pointed at Mane, "Don't worry, Sadio, sooner or later I will take you to win the Premier League championship!" β
Looking at Fang Jue pointing at Mane, he was full of spirit, no, to be exact, it should be very arrogant actions, words and deeds, no one in Aston Villa's players felt disgusted, but there was an impulse, this guy could also point at them and talk like this: I will take you to win the championship sooner or later!
"Any idea why I say the target runner-up?" Fang Jue asked everyone, "That's because, I think we can do it!" β
"Yes, I think you can!"
The crowd looked at him in amazement.
"I'm angry, what I just said is not to belittle you."
"On the contrary, the reason why I'm angry is, with the strength of the team, with your ability, why is this?!"
"The reason for the anger is that the newspapers are scolding you and the fans are blaming you!"
"What makes me most angry is that you yourself have begun to be decadent and unconfident."
"No one can scold you and say you're bad."
"Except for me!"
"But, in my opinion, you guys are not bad." Fang Jue's expression was serious, "At the very least, there is still salvation." β
"There's nothing wrong with your abilities, I can say that now, and I can say the same when I face reporters, because, I really think so!"
"I was angry at first, then I calmed down and whistled happily." Fang Jue smiled, "Your strength is far better than the result of the game, you just need a chance, a great coach to win!" β
"From victory to victory!"
"Don't think I'm arrogant!"
"Because, I'm qualified to say these things!"
"I am qualified to say this before I lead you to failure."
"And the reason why I dare to say this is because, in my opinion, you are not bad."
"Coach, can you tell me why we suddenly got so bad last season?" Ashley Young shouted.
"I don't know." Fang Jue shook his head, "I just said, your ability is fine. β
"Then you think that under normal circumstances last season, we should have ...... ranking"
"Top four!" Fang Jue did not hesitate, "You have this ability, before the twenty-seventh round of the league, you also pressed Arsenal." β
In fact, this kind of backtracking, if, doesn't make any sense, but the Aston Villa players just want to hear it, they need it.
"You just said it was the runner-up." One player immediately asked.
"I'm talking about me leading you." Fang Jue snorted, "Sadio still thinks that I can lead the team to win the championship, I am more humble than him." β
Hahaha.
Deisler and Clement laughed, and the others laughed too, this time they didn't laugh so awkwardly, and the atmosphere was much better.
"Well, if you say too much, you have to take action after all." Fang Jue clapped his hands, "Coach Ceballos will direct your training in a moment." β
"I'm saying all this just to tell you." Fang Jue's expression was serious, "It's your honor to meet me. β
"And I'm lucky to be able to coach you."
"I hope that one day you will say to me, Coach, we don't regret working with you."
"And I say thank you to you."
"Behind us is a row of trophies."
"The people around us were applauding, cheering, pointing at us and saying, look, that's Fang Jue and his champion players!"
"That's my goal." Fang Jue looked at everyone, "Encourage you together!" β
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Fang Jue will not be naΓ―ve to think that a phone call can completely change the dull situation of the club, it takes a process for players to recover their self-confidence, and the most direct way is to win, win after victory, from victory to victory!
However, he keenly observed that the atmosphere in the team was a little better.
It made him happy.
Fang Jue knows that he is a humble person, and he speaks so arrogantly and flamboyantly today, this is not his temperament and style, but for the sake of the team, in order to stimulate this gang of bastards, he must do this.
Troubled times use heavy codes, these guys lost last season and have no energy, they need to be stimulated, and they need a proud leader to whip them and lead them!
Although Fang Jue is humble, however, he also has his own pride, and with his ability and championship resume, he is qualified to do so.
Against these players, he has enough pride to be proud of.
"Fang, what you just said." Steve. Werner found Fang Jue.
"Questions?"
"Martin would be upset if he heard that." Steve. Werner tasted it carefully, and seemed to mean to disparage O'Neill.
"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't say it, there is nothing to do." Fang Jue immediately denied it, how could he smear people's innocence out of thin air.
"Then you just said that Martin can lead the team to win the top four, and you can lead the team to win the runner-up."
Fang Jue looked at Steve. Werner, "Steve, I'm just making an analogy, did O'Neal lead the team to a top-four finish? No! Did I lead the team to a runner-up finish? It's just an analogy, where did I belittle him? β
Steve. Werner was stared at by Fang Jue's righteous eyes, as if it was indeed not, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood." β
Fang Jue nodded with satisfaction, no longer seeing this person in general.
PS: The first update is presented, thank you very much for the reward of [Flying Flooc].