On June 3, 2004, this was the most lively time period in the whole European football world, because the European Championship was about to kick off in Portugal, and 16 European powerhouses were about to present a grand football feast for Shijie.

The city of London is much more uneventful, and the peaceful life does not seem to have been disturbed by football. Only the Cobham training base near the River Thames has a faint football vibe.

The Cobham training base is owned by Chelsea Football Club and is not open to the public, but there are not many tactical taboos about training here with a group of fifteen or sixteen-year-olds. Relying on the strong popularity of Chelsea Football Club, there is a circle of onlookers here, and there is the sound of cameras capturing from time to time.

In a remote location, there stood a young man of twenty-one or twelve, who seemed to be out of place in the world, and did not go to the crowded place there to join in the fun, but chose this most inconspicuous remote corner.

He was a yellow-skinned, angular face with fortitude and composure that did not match his age, and he couldn't take his eyes off the children who were happily playing football. He was wearing a white shirt, navy blue jeans, brown leather sandals, and his hands in his pockets.

His name is Qiao Wanxian, he is Chinese, and he is a football coach by profession. Those who know him well know that in the past two months, his habits and behavior have changed a lot, because two months ago, he was occupied by a soul from the year 2034.

Fortunately, the name has not changed, and it is still called Qiao Wanxian.

In his previous life, he lived in China and had a very sensitive profession - pharmacist. That's right, it's the pharmacist who concocts all kinds of stimulants!

In 2034, doping has been almost completely eliminated on shijie, and any drugs involved in the blood will be detected instantly. And Qiao Wanxian is from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, relying on the meridian mechanism of the human body and his deep understanding of Chinese herbal medicine, so that he finally researched a new medicine - Shengyuan No. 1! A stimulant that can increase an athlete's ability by 5 times in a short period of time with a simple application! And there are no side effects!

At the 2032 Shanghai Olympics, he helped the Chinese team win an unprecedented 400 Olympic gold medals through this method, writing the myth of the Olympic Games!

However, Qiao Wanxian was very obsessed with potions, and after developing Shengyuan No. 1, which can increase his ability by 5 times, he was not satisfied, and planned to develop Shengyuan No. 2, which can increase his ability by 10 times! At the critical moment of the drug test, an unpredictable chemical reaction caused a powerful explosion......

When he woke up, he found that he had returned to 30 years ago, and he was no longer the original self, he had become a Chinese-British with the same name and surname, living in London, and what was even more strange was that this person's profession was actually a football coach!

The explosion in his previous life had made Qiao Wanxian completely lose interest in the potion, and even felt disgusted. So, for some time, he has been studying some things about football, intending to inherit the original ambition of this body. Fortunately, he inherited the ability to speak English.

On the training ground, the children's kicking style did not have too many skills and tactics to talk about, and it was more of a kind of fun, but Qiao Wanxian was observing with relish and indulging in it.

Qiao Wanxian didn't know that in a more hidden position behind him, there was a middle-aged man wearing black sunglasses, staring at him curiously.

He found that every time a player shoots, Qiao Wanxian's fist will be clenched tightly, and every time he makes a successful save, his right leg will involuntarily tremble, and he can't help but laugh secretly, and at the same time, he will also rise up endless curiosity.

"I see you're staring at the goalkeeper all the time." The middle-aged man finally couldn't bear this curiosity, and came to Qiao Wanxian's side with a smile.

Qiao Wanxian was taken aback, and saw a heroic middle-aged man appear next to him, looking thirty-five or sixteen years old, wearing sunglasses, and looking like a football lover.

Qiao Wanxian nodded and said: "Well, I think Chelsea's youth team coach is really bad. ”

"Huh?" A trace of displeasure flashed on the middle-aged man's face, and he said with a cold expression: "Little brother, you have to consider your identity when you speak." ”

The implication is obvious, what are you to be sarcastic about the Chelsea coach?

Qiao Wan said quietly: "It's because I think about my identity that I say this." ”

"Huh?" The middle-aged man's face became colder and colder.

Qiao Wan saw that his face was not good, so he smiled, it turned out that this was a Chelsea loyalist, and quickly shook his head and said: "Brother Biedong angry, in fact, I am also a football coach, but I don't have the opportunity to show my talents, and I feel very sorry to see such a haode player being buried by a mediocre coach." ”

"Oh? Are you also a coach? The middle-aged man was curious.

Qiao Wanxian nodded, watching this goalkeeper be pierced by his opponent again and again, and sighed helplessly.

The middle-aged man showed a mocking smile, shook his head and said, "Little brother, in my opinion, it's not that you don't have the opportunity to show your talent, it's because your talent is really limited!" ”

"What did you say?" Qiao Wanxian's eyes widened and his fists clenched.

The middle-aged man was even more amused when he saw him angry: "Look at that goalkeeper, he was scored 9 goals by the opponent in such a short time, such a player is not something that a coach can adjust." ”

"Who says coaches can't be tuned?" Qiao Wanxian's eyes widened and he said unconvinced.

The middle-aged man patted Qiao Wanxian on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Young man, don't be too ambitious, such a player...... Even Jose Mourinho can't be trained! ”

Qiao Wan pouted and said, "Mourinho? That megalomaniacal guy? He can't do it, but that doesn't mean I can't! ”

The middle-aged man hahadaxiao said: "Yes, yes, yes, I just remembered when you said that, you are a football coach......

The middle-aged man didn't want to waste time with Qiao Wan here, so he held his sunglasses and turned around to leave. Suddenly, I heard a laughing voice behind me.

"I heard that Abu plans to dismiss Ranieri and spend a lot of money to attract Mourinho, it's really a brainstorm! The talented coach is in London, he doesn't hire it, but he hires Mourinho, it's really a lot of money and stupidity! ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, his face immediately turned red, his lips trembled, he turned around angrily, and said angrily: "Young man, you pay attention to your words, be careful that I sue you for slander!" ”

Qiao Wan spread his hands and said innocently: "What slander?" I'm telling the truth! If Abu hires Mourinho and doesn't hire me, it's a water in the head, and it's a fool of money! ”

The middle-aged man's lungs were about to explode, and his scalp felt numb, and he said in a deep voice: "Hire you?" What qualifications do you have! ”

Qiao Wanxian said seriously: "I am qualified, don't talk about Mourinho, I have a talent that all coaches in the world do not have!" I can get the best out of my players! He pointed to the embarrassed goalkeeper and said lightly: "Just like him, Chelsea's academy coaches are all rubbish, and if such a haode player is used like this, the genius will be buried!" ”

The middle-aged manly laughed, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give you a week to see what you can do!" If it's really better than this academy coach, I'll let ...... I'll ask the club's top management for instructions to let you be this youth coach! ”

Qiao Wanxian glanced at the middle-aged man curiously, and said strangely: "What you say works?" ”

The middle-aged man said proudly: "You can rest assured about this, I have never broken my promise in my life!" ”

Qiao Wanxian smiled contemptuously and said lightly: "A week is too long, give me five minutes, and I can train him to the level of Mutu!" ”

Mutu is a striker who Chelsea brought in from Parma for £15.8 million last season and is now Chelsea's leading striker, even more consistent than Crespo.

It was the first time for a middle-aged man to see such an arrogant young man, and everyone said that Mourinho was a madman, but compared to him, the gap was simply too big.

The middle-aged man was completely enraged by Qiao Wanxian, if it weren't for his sunglasses, he could see that his eyes were red.

The middle-aged man let out a long breath, clenched his fists, squinted his eyes and said fiercely: "Okay, if you can really train this goalkeeper to the level of Mutu in five minutes...... Forget it, don't talk about Mutu, even if you are the best player in the game, I will definitely put you in the position of Chelsea first-team manager! ”

Qiao Wanxian's eyes widened, and he said incredulously: "You...... Who are you? ”

The middle-aged man said calmly: "I...... I'm the jishu director of the club, and Abu trusts me a lot. Rest assured, as long as I recommend you, you will definitely become the head coach of Chelsea! ”

Qiao Wanxian felt that his heart was beating violently, his blood was boiling, he stared at the middle-aged man for a long time, and finally stomped his foot fiercely, and said, "Let's ...... Is this a bet? ”

The middle-aged man nodded.

"What if you don't show up?" Qiao Wanxian still didn't believe it.

The middle-aged man said loudly: "Heaven and earth are destroyed!" ”

"Good!" Qiao Wanxian shouted, he felt that his whole body was full of liliang, looked at the iron fence outside the training ground, and said to the middle-aged man: "Aren't you the director of jishu, tell them to let me in, I ...... I'm going to perform a miracle for you! ”

The middle-aged man shook his head amusedly, young people nowadays, they are so impetuous, it's just a matter of bragging, do you really plan to train that unsuccessful goalkeeper?

Looking at the contemptuous look of the middle-aged man, Qiao Wanxian's heart was even more full of fighting spirit, and he secretly cheered for himself: "Whether this person is a liar or not, I want to surprise all those who look down on me!" ”