"It seems that this is really the case," Wota replied to Fan Shang as she pondered. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info: "We reporters are still not sharp enough," Wota began to reflect on herself.

"Does that mean your cheers are early celebrations?" Fan Shang asked

"yes, you score a goal every time you set it up," Pascal said, "and even if you don't score, the situation on the pitch is greatly improved." ”

Fan Shang finally figured out what was going on at this time, but this made Fan Shang suddenly feel the pressure. If his tweaks don't work, the cheers of the fans won't be useful. The fans must not be disappointed, of course, this feeling of victory is also what Fan Shang wants and pursues.

Fan Shang picked up the wine glass and touched it with a few people, "Thank you for your support, I believe that your early cheers will never be disappointed." ”

Fan Shang, who came out of the bar, did not drive, and slowly walked back to his residence step by step, he has been here for two years, and he has changed from a layman who doesn't know anything to a relatively mature head coach. The fans trust him so much now, and the players are executing unreservedly on the pitch, so he has to redouble his efforts and not let everyone down.

Fan Shang thought about this, and slipped to the edge of a small park, and saw a black man with dyed yellow hair and a child playing football in the park.

Take a closer look, this is not Song, at this time Song also saw Fan Shang.

"Leader" Song Chong Fan Shang beckoned, "Why did you get here?" ”

"I just met a friend" Fan Shang smiled, "Rigobert, your son at this time?" ”

"This is not my son, it's my nephew" Song touched the little black boy's head, "His parents died when he was very young, and he has been with me almost since birth." ”

"I'm sorry" Fan Shang didn't expect this child to have such a background, "What's this child's name?" ”

"It's okay, it's normal for dead people to die on our side" Song Zhi didn't care, "His name is Alexander"

"Alexander. Song is his name at this time? Fan Shang said casually, and didn't pay much attention to it.

"Yes, Chief"

Wait, Alexander. Surname? Isn't this the Arsenal one in the future? The one who was also a teammate with Zheng Tianwang of the Celestial Dynasty? Yes, after I really heard which famous general Song was in my previous life, it turned out to be this. It's okay now, buy one get one free, buy a big one and get a small one.

"Is he training with the echelon now?" Fan Shang asked

"Nope"

"Let him report to the echelon tomorrow" Fan Shang didn't wait for Song to finish speaking, and said eagerly

"Huh?" Song didn't get excited when he heard the news, and was a little embarrassed at that time, "Boss, are you going to let him go to echelon training?" ”

"That's right."

"Do you still need to buy training supplies?"

"That's right," Fan Shang didn't understand what Song was talking about

"Can you not let him train," Song replied

"Why," Vincent said, "I think he has a lot of potential, it's okay to surpass you"

After listening to Fan Shang's words, Song became even more difficult and entangled, and he couldn't say that kind of constipation when he wanted to talk about it.

"What's the problem," Fan Shang wondered even more, "is he going to another club?" ”

"Not really"

"What's the problem, you say it quickly" Fan Shang couldn't stand it

"Isn't training equipment expensive?"

What kind of problem is this, "In general, does this have anything to do with Alexander's participation in training?" ”

"If it's not expensive, he should be able to participate"

Fan Shang now understands the problem a little, it seems that it is out of the money? Can Song run out of money? He's a star anyway. This matter needs to be well understood. So Fan Shang and Song began to talk about this topic for more than ten minutes, and Fan Shang finally understood Song's difficulties.

Song earns a lot, but he can't stop him from spending a lot. Now there are double digits of relatives living in his house alone, and these people eat and drink in his house and spend his money. And in Cameroon, there are still a bunch of relatives waiting for him to help, this number can reach three digits, Africans can give birth, plus the relatives who are beating around the bush want to get a little light, so Song has become what he is now, a penny is difficult to beat a hero.

Fan Shang patted little Alexander's head and shook his head helplessly, for this kind of family problem, Fan Shang couldn't say anything about letting Song sweep those parasites out of the house, but little Alexander's problem still had to be solved. "Rigobert, let's do it, tomorrow you still send him to the echelon, and from now on, I will bear all the expenses of Alexander."

"Really? Then thank you, Boss" The African brothers have always been so straightforward, obviously not knowing what it means to shirk.

"Okay, it's decided" Fan Shang didn't react yet, he thought that Song was going to resign first, but he didn't expect it to be so direct, but it's okay, it's not hypocritical, the provincial Fan Shang is speechless, and Fan Shang is very happy to get another potential stock.

"Alexander, thank you uncle"

"Thank you, uncle," little Alexander thanked Fan Shang at the reminder of his uncle

"Don't call uncle in the future, call the leader" Fan Shang smiled "From tomorrow onwards, you will be my player, my players will call me that, don't believe you ask your uncle"

Rigobert. Song smiled and nodded at little Alexander, "Boss, thank you so much, I don't know how to thank you." ”

"Rigobert, you know," Fan Shang vaguely reminded Song as he had persuaded Papin at the time

"Huh?" Song looked confused, "What?" He really didn't understand what Fan Shang meant.

Fan Shang was stunned in an instant, big brother, why are you so unenlightened, just bow your head and bow down, just show your loyalty. It's so hard to talk to some of the African brothers, or his defense would be so straightforward.

"You just train hard now and complete the tasks on the field" Fan Shang couldn't help it, he said so bluntly, "I understand, I just need you to help the team win." ”

"Of course, Chief, there is no problem at all," Song grinned and said with white teeth leaking out.

After saying goodbye to his uncle and nephew, Fan Shang continued to walk to his residence. This is an unexpected gain, the absolute obedience of a defensive general, plus a future giant-level back, if Fan Shangyi is happy to take the golden finger a little more, it is possible to make a world-class back. Just like Sanuno in the current team, he was originally unknown in the youth team, but because of the execution of Fan Shang's tactics and orders, Fan Shang spent half a year dragging his potential from a French second level to a quasi-world-class.

Fan Shang was getting more and more excited, so when he crossed the street, he didn't pay attention, and a yellow Ferrari almost rubbed Fan Shang's toes past him, which scared Fan Shang into a cold sweat on his back.

"Who is this!" Fan Shang angrily turned his head to look at the sports car that had no intention of slowing down at all, and a head with sunglasses came out of it, glanced at Fan Shang and quickly retracted it.

Fan Shang remembered the license plate, and looking at the poked out head, Fan Shang felt very familiar. Fan Shang had a bad feeling in his heart.

One night later, when Vincent went to the club the next day, he happened to see yesterday's speeding yellow Ferrari in the parking lot. Then Vincent also asked the doorman Uncle Jacques to inquire about it, the car belonged to Wiltord, and when he came in the morning, the car pulled four people, Wiltord, Pire, Anserin and Fernandez.

"Okay, no wonder that head was so familiar yesterday" Fan Shang now determined who poked his head out to see him yesterday. "These guys really can't fix them now, but we have to wait for the right time."

After a whole day of training, Fan Shang's expression has not been relaxed, he has always kept a straight face, and every time he looks at those four people, his brows are tightly locked. Although Fan Shang didn't say anything on his face, these four people were also trembling this day. But seeing that Fan Shang didn't trouble them for a day, these guys didn't have any consciousness at all, after training, they drove a yellow sports car, and they didn't know where to run to be chic. Fan Shang shook his head as he took out his phone and dialed a number, "Yellow Ferrari, license plate FR*****...... You shoot more."