Chapter 478: Monkey King
The lighting in the room was not very sufficient.
When Bale knocked on the door and came in, he saw that the coach was busy in front of the computer, and it was not clear what he was doing.
"Coming?" Fang Jue waved his hand, "Sit, let's watch the film." β
Bale looked confused, and the coach asked him to come to the office alone after work, just to watch the film?
Suddenly, Bell only felt a chill in the tail vertebrae, he never thought of himself as a handsome guy, from childhood to adulthood, because of his 'special' appearance, he was teased and ridiculed by his friends.
However, at this moment, Bell was a little worried about his chastity.
What if, in case the coach has a special fetish?
"What are you doing?" Fang Jue glared at the little guy, "Sit by yourself, if you want to drink water, pour it yourself, there is an automatic coffee machine there." β
Fang Jue clicked the mouse, and the video immediately started playing on the projector.
"Yes, I strictly forbid Gareth to use his left foot in the game." A balding middle-aged man appears in the video, "Yes, in my opinion, Gareth is unfair to other people when he kicks the ball with his left foot. β
It's Mr. Macheledi.
Bale's eyes widened, it turned out that the coach had asked him to watch this kind of film, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then great interest.
It turned out to be a video about yourself?
Bell didn't expect someone to make such a video about himself.
I haven't heard of any TV station that has shown such a video, it's the TV station in my hometown of Wales?
Fang Jue saw that Bell was no longer so nervous, and the whole person suddenly relaxed, a little surprised, but he didn't pay much attention to it.
"Hi Gareth, come on!"
"Gareth, you're our idol!"
Several young people appear in the video.
"It's Sam." Bell was pleasantly surprised and said that it was his classmate at WitΔech Middle School, Sam Brown. Warburton, this guy is now a rugby star player.
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"I had to set some special rules for him." A bald middle-aged man faced the camera and said with a smile, "In regular matches, I ask Gareth to only touch the ball once and never use his left foot, if you don't make these rules, he will pass all his opponents, yes, I limited him, this kid is too powerful." β
"Director Morris." Bell recognized that it was the owner of his athletic department at Cardiff VitΔech High School. Mr. Morris.
"At school, he wasn't the best at school, but in football, he stood out from the crowd and I knew then that I wouldn't be able to catch up with him in my life."
"Carl, this guy ......," Belle, his younger classmate Carl. Morgan.
"Gareth is really lucky, their family has always supported him, his father has been on the sidelines to support him almost every game, yes, Gareth's family is not very rich, but, he is very happy."
"Gareth would practice alone, he was confident in his left foot, he practiced it over and over again, anyway I saw him and he was practicing, and of course, his father, Frank. Mr. Bell, he always stood on the sidelines, looking at him without blinking, and I saw pride in the eyes of a father, and he was proud of his son. β
Speaking was the technical director of the Southampton Academy, Frenchman Georges Murphy. Prost.
Bell's eyes moistened, and he remembered all the way he had come, remembering his father.
"Gareth is my son, my son is the best, I don't support him, who supports him?" A loud voice rang out.
"Daddy!" Bell stood up suddenly, and after the sound, there was a video screen.
A man who looked seven or eight points like Bell and a handsome man were drinking coffee together, and the two were chatting.
"Coach, you, when are you ......"
and Frank. Bell drank coffee with Fang Jue.
"Hi. Son, is it and surprise, hahaha. Facing the camera, Bell's father laughed, "I handed you over to Coach Fang Jue, this is a real gentleman, a talented coach, I believe in Dad, he will let you, well, how do you say that?" β
When Dad turned his head and asked Fang Jue.
"Nirvana reborn." Fang Jue said.
"That's right, that's the word." Frank. Bell nodded, "Son, don't pay attention to those boring guys, Dad believes that you can definitely do it." β
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"I went to Cardiff the other day and had a cup of coffee with Mr. Bell." Fang Jue smiled.
He didn't say anything about going to Cardiff, by the way drinking coffee with Bell's dad, talking to Westerners, don't beat around the bush.
Bell was a little excited, his mouth was open, and he didn't know what to say.
Now, he naturally understands that this video was not made by a TV station, but by a coach.
"Coach, ...... you do this"
"Stupid, of course it's for you." Fang Jue's voice raised and said, "I've been paying attention to you, Gareth, you are a player I am very, very optimistic about. β
"Actually, you're eager to play and you're nervous, aren't you?" Fang Jue asked.
"Yes." Bell nodded.
There is only one reason for Bale's nervousness, and that is the media hype about his 'bad luck', and when he was at Tottenham, Tottenham Hotspur did not win any games as long as he played.
It's like a spell.
Although some of the media may be malicious, and some are just ridiculous, not malicious, but for a young player, a big heart will not care, but an introverted player, if you go to your heart, it is easy to be very badly affected.
And Bell, according to Fang Jue's observation, this guy is a somewhat shy and introverted kid.
Of course, it's not depression, just anxiety.
"I don't know how to help you, you have to come out of this confusion on your own." Fang Jue patted Bell's shoulder, "I thought about it carefully, at this time, the greetings of friends, teachers, and family may be able to ease your nervousness." β
Fang Jue spread his hands, "So, I'll go to Cardiff." β
"It's not bad, it's a beautiful place." Fang Jue laughed, "Your father is also a very interesting person. β
"My dad is the best dad." Bell said proudly.
"I can see it." Fang Jue nodded in agreement.
Fang Jue talked a lot with Bale, there was no clear purpose and topic, just what to talk about, Bale talked about his journey of learning to play football since he was a child, Fang Jue said that he came out of China to work, those excellent resumes before becoming a coach, and said the story of his coaching Ibiza.
The two had a great chat.
Bell said he was often troubled by his looks, and others said he was a monkey.
Fang Jue asked, "Gareth, do you know Monkey King?" β
"I don't know."
"It's a well-known story in China." Fang Jue said, "There is a monkey with great powers inside, he stands up to the sky and the earth, and he is fearless. β
"His name is Monkey King, do you know what Monkey King means?"
"Well, I'll tell you ......"
"You look a lot like the mighty monkey in that TV show." Fang Jue smiled and said, "Gareth, in my opinion, you are very handsome and spirited like this, you have to use your actions to tell everyone that you are the fearless and omnipotent guy!" β
"What's the name of this TV?"
"Journey to the West." Fang Jue said, "You can go and see it when you have time, I remember that there is an English version." β
The conversation was happy, and Fang Jue even took out a beer and drank it with Bell.
"Gareth, trust me." Fang Jue and Bale clinked glasses, "You are a very, very talented player, and under me, you will be the best in football." β
"I don't know." "However, I chose to trust the coach. β
"Why?" Fang Jue asked in surprise.
"You're really good to me and value my coach." "I can feel it," Bell said. β
Fang Jue laughed.
"Gareth, in the future, you will move forward and play as a left midfielder or a left winger." Fang Jue said, "I have studied you carefully, and this is the most suitable position for you. β
"You're the coach, you have the final say." Bell said.
"You kid." Fang Jue knocked on Bale's head, "Actually, you like it in your heart, who doesn't like to get closer to the goal and score goals." β
Bell smiled sheepishly.
Fang Jue locked the door of the office, and the two of them chatted while walking.
The moonlight was very good, projected on the bodies of the two people, long shadows, and from time to time Fang Jue's hearty laughter, and Bell's happy laughter.
This night, Bell didn't sleep soundly, he kept dreaming, first dreaming that he was laughed at because of his appearance when he was a child, and then he really dreamed of a monkey, that monkey...... Very hanging.