It turned out that this Fan Shang was a French-Chinese, 21 years old this year, his parents were Chinese who had been smuggled over, and his mother died soon after coming to France, and his father brought him up. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info but this Fan Shang is really quite competitive, and he seems to be a genius. Because his father wanted to earn money, he basically adopted a free-range policy for this Fan Shang, but this Fan Shang studied very well, and now he has obtained a master's degree in psychology at the age of 22. It is particularly worth noting that this Fan Shang likes football very much, and while obtaining a master's degree, this benevolent brother also obtained a FIFA A-level coaching certificate! This Fan Shang, whose current job is also related to this, is a first-team coach at the Bordeaux Gironde club. But this job was obtained by his father asking someone to find a relationship. Although in his memory, this Fan Shang liked this job very much and worked very hard, but it was also this job that sent him away.

During training today, a ball was kicked outside the fence and he was about to run to pick it up when he suddenly decided not to go out of the fence gate, but to jump out of the fence. Although the fence is not very high, but there is also a meter and a half meters, this Fan Shang jumped when his feet were mixed by the fence, and the big head rushed down and fell, and he fainted directly. When he wakes up, he is now the Fan Shang who has crossed over!

"Hey, impulsiveness is the devil!" Fan Shang thought to himself, "But it's okay, you gave me a chance!" It's 1995 now, I'm from 2013 to cross, 18 years ahead of the memory should be able to net a group of calves and demons, don't make up a deck of mahjong cards but also have a deck of playing cards! As for tactics, what about training..." Why is there no training method, knowledge of tactical theory? It can't be that the coach card is also made by the relationship! Fan Shang thought with a frown.

"Probably not, this Fan Shang's father is also a Chinese restaurant, and it is possible to say that the club has a relationship, if you can find a relationship to get a coach certificate, then you can only find a fake certificate dealer! Maybe those things that Fan Shang is particularly obsessed with were taken away by him. Thinking of this, Fan Shangshu frowned, but sighed again.

"Forget it, if you come, you will be safe, I have never seen a pig run, and I haven't eaten pork! Even if you don't have the theoretical knowledge now, you will be able to learn more secretly when you train in the future, plus the countless games and traversers you have seen in your previous life, this big bug should be worthy of that A-level coaching certificate. Thinking of this, Fan Shang clenched his fists vigorously, he had a messy last few years in his last life, and now that he has crossed, he has to start again, he can't waste his life so muddled anymore, he has to mix it up, be worthy of himself, worthy of this providential crossing.

Thinking of this, Fan Shang wanted to see what he was like in this life. He got up and walked to the bathroom mirror and glanced at the mirror, "Damn, this is too..." Fan Shang couldn't help but curse in a low voice. Although he wasn't a handsome guy in his previous life, he was also decent, but this one is really distinctive. In the mirror was a slightly round face, two small eyes with a sly light, slightly larger earlobes, and short hair. "This whole is the representative of a profiteer!" Fan Shang was helpless, but looking at his body, he was quite sturdy, and his height was also one meter seven seven seven or eight, and there was no such thing as a beer belly, which made Fan Shang feel a little relieved.

Fan Shang returned to the hospital bed and lay back with a little disappointment, thinking to himself, this portrait doesn't matter, as long as he can achieve something in this era, it doesn't matter what looks like it. Now is the time to plan your way forward. First of all, I should have to...

Fan Shang, who was just thinking about planning for the future, heard a knock on the door of the ward, and turned his head to see a tall and thin foreigner walking in.

"Fan Shang, are you okay?"

"Oh, it's okay." Fan Shang was interrupted by him, first paused, and then replied. This man is known to Vincent, and this is the high-level relationship between Vincent's cheap Lao Tzu in the club, called François, the name of a rotten street in France. Fan Shang didn't have a deep friendship with this François, but he had only met a few times, and he wasn't too impressed. Seeing that he came to see him today, Fan Shang was also quite surprised, he felt that this person was not bad, not only to get himself in, but also to take care of the "after-sales service".

"Thank you for coming to see me." Fan Shang politely nodded at François.

"What's polite, what kind of accident are you going to have here, how can I explain it to your father." As he spoke, François sat down on the chair next to the bed, "You have to be careful in the future, don't do some dangerous actions." ”

Hearing François's concerned tone, Fan Shang's heart was hot, and he nodded in agreement, "Well, I know, don't worry." ”

"Don't talk about you in the future, let's just call each other you." François said.

"Okay, okay" Fan Shang nodded.

"Okay, just see that you don't have any problems, I still have something to do, so I'll go first. You take a few more days off and don't rush back to work. François stood up and patted Vincent on the shoulder.

"Okay, you go get busy, I'm fine." Fan Shang said, and prepared to get out of bed to see him off.

"You don't move, I'm leaving, good luck, goodbye"

"Good luck and goodbye too"

With a wave of his hand, François turned and walked out of the room, closing the door with him. Fan Shang is planning his future in his mind again...

Looking at the unfamiliar and familiar street, Fan Shang walked slowly on the road, stayed in the hospital for three days, and was finally discharged today. I'm going to the club tomorrow, and now Fan Shang's heart is both excited and nervous. I'm excited to finally be able to work in the field of football that I love, and I'm nervous that he's a complete layman in the coaching industry now.

It is only 95 years now, and the Internet is not as developed as it will be in the future, "ask Baidu if you don't decide on internal affairs, and find Google if you don't decide on foreign affairs". It's not even possible to go online and hug your feet temporarily.

"Sad... Worried..."Fan Shang muttered in his mouth as he walked.

Before he knew it, Fan Shang had walked back to his rented house. I went upstairs and opened the door to my room, and the first impression of this room was that it was a mess, with clothes, books, and some other messy things scattered in the room. If you don't know, you think you've just been visited by a thief.

Fan Shang looked at the messy house and thought, "How did this brother live, saying that the pigsty was wronged by the pigsty." But then again, this is a genius, and he should be a little lacking in self-care ability. "Although Fan Shang is not a cleanliness fetish, he can't live in this kind of pig nest. So Fan Shang began to tidy up the room, and after throwing out three bags of garbage, the room was almost tidyed.