Chapter 1: Carrington's Little Coach
The sky is blue, the earth is green.
The sun shines on the face, and it is a little harsh.
Wan Sheng squinted slightly to adjust to the light, and gradually saw the scene in front of him, which was a green meadow, and a group of children were playing on the grass.
No, that's not frolic.
Here are some teenagers, split into two teams, with red and white jerseys distinct, and they're all chasing a soccer ball โ and it's clear that it's a teenagers' soccer game in front of them.
It's really hard to see ...... in this kind of scene on weekdays?
Not to mention the soccer games of the teenagers, there is not even a stadium around, and it is very rare to see such an empty green space, which can only be seen in a special park or school.
Wan Sheng felt a little wrong at this time.
Before he could react, he felt that his mind was filled with a haze, a memory, many, many memories, and the memories of another person.
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He, also known as Wan Sheng, is a twenty-five-year-old student from China.
Interesting major, sports science? It seems to be very profound.
This Wan Sheng is indeed very capable, he is a complete scholar, he has easily passed various subjects in college, and is proficient in English, German, French, Russian, Spanish, Italian, plus his native Chinese, he can fluently use seven languages.
He also has a lot of character.
After graduating from university, instead of relying on his language skills to find a decent job, he began to pursue his dream of becoming a professional football coach.
So the ability of 'Xueba' is useful again.
In just two years, he went through various exams and obtained various coaching qualifications, until two months ago, he now has obtained everything he can get, and the living expenses are also tight, so he thought of finding a job as a coach and officially began to chase his dream of coaching.
But work and study are not the same.
It was very difficult for a young sports science graduate to squeeze into the football world, even with a FIFA coaching certificate, and he hit a wall many times in the space of two months, until he arrived in Manchester City a week ago and met Manchester United youth manager McGuinness.
Gilberto, the coach of Manchester United's junior team, was a bit busy looking after the three junior teams, so he asked an assistant to help him manage the Under-12 junior team.
Wan Sheng was able to pass the interview, perhaps thanks to his luck.
During the interview, he waited for a long time in front of McGuinness's office, feeling quite irritable, he thought he was being slighted, and he impulsively broke in, and then he saw McTGuinness and a female staff member doing something that everyone liked to do.
That snow-white ass is so tempting......
McGuinness was so frightened that he almost wilted, and he didn't even look at his resume, so he just threw down a sentence and hit him and left, "You go to Gilberto." โ
In this way, Wan Sheng officially became a coach of Manchester United's junior team.
It is worth mentioning that when Wan Sheng was leaving, he didn't forget to take advantage of no one's attention, and used the brick mobile phone to take a picture of McGuinness's wolf bรจi, he thought it was very interesting, if he could talk to McGuinness on an equal footing one day, it would be a bargaining chip to laugh at him in the future.
He was thinking far enough.
He is now coaching the U-12 junior team, which is playing a friendly match against Manchester East End Junior Football School.
Wan Sheng crossed over.
Browsing through the memories, Wan Sheng sighed for good luck.
He was originally a di-ao silk man in 2o14, single and poor...... It's also very unlucky, he was hit by a car at a traffic light, and he doesn't know what happened later, but it is estimated that he has said goodbye to the whole world to come here, and he has crossed into this guy with the same name and surname as himself.
In his previous life, Wan Sheng was an orphan, he liked football when he was a teenager, and his hobby was watching football games, and his dream has always been to become a football coach.
The dreams of the two Wansheng are so similar.
It's just that Wansheng, who studied abroad, just wanted to realize his dream on the game-oVe, and Wansheng, who was born in New China, didn't have a chance to realize it, but he directly crossed over and had the result, and the wonderful changes in this world are really unpredictable.
Wan Sheng sighed again and again, "God treats me well!" โ
The only thing that is a little dissatisfied is that this Wansheng, oh no, is a little blessed...... Ahem, I always like myself, but thinking about it, it's not much better, and the qiฤ in my previous life is all gone.
Look ahead!
Raise your chest, keep your chest straight, and pay attention to the game on the green field in front of you, when a voice suddenly sounded in your ears.
"Wan Sheng, you have become the manager of Manchester United's twelve-year-old youth team! The Training Master system loads, and after loading, the system will automatically analyze the player profiles that are under your command. โ
The voice rang only once, and then it was no longer to be found.
Wan Sheng looked left and right suspiciously, thinking that it was an illusion of getting a lot of memories in a short time, and he didn't care, he only looked at the junior team game in front of him.
Wearing the red shirt is Manchester United's junior team, which is the team he coaches, and wearing the white shirt is Manchester East End Junior Football School, and the players of both teams are playing fiercely on the pitch.
Wan Sheng was a senior fan in his previous life, and coupled with various memories in this life, he took a closer look and saw the problem.
His teammates, each of whom is much more skilled than their opponents, but in the game, the team as a whole does not have an advantage, the reason is that these players seem to be afraid of confrontation with each other.
He looked at it for a while, and then he couldn't hold back his aggrieved yelling anymore.
"Hit him! What are you afraid of! He dares to hit you, you dare not hit him! โ
"Rush! Rush forward! โ
"You bastard! Afraid of hanging! You're so good at it, go past them and score! It's that simple! โ
Wansheng's voice is not small, and many people have seen it.
Wan Sheng didn't care, now he was the coach, these United seedlings were his players, he was yelling at them what to do.
This worked very well, and the teenagers who were playing on the field, hearing his words, also cheered up again, trying to fight hard with their opponents, relying on better skills, Wansheng's Manchester United junior team soon scored a goal, and the little guy who scored the goal also ran over to hug Wansheng.
Wan Sheng patted the top of his head and complimented, "Good job!" โ
He likes it.
Looking at this group of little guys in red jerseys, constantly playing hard under their own command, a sense of pride arises, ahem, even though it is only a group of twelve or thirteen-year-old little guys, but it is also a regular Manchester United team, isn't it?
My dream in my previous life was to become a football coach, who would have thought that I would be able to coach Manchester United now!
Oh my god is wonderful!
He thanked God for giving him a chance to become a football coach again, and a coach of Manchester United's junior team is definitely a good start.
It's wonderful to walk through life.
What Wan Sheng didn't know was that at this time, on the edge of the pitch, there was an old man standing there with a frown, if he saw it, he would definitely be able to recognize it at a glance, this is Manchester United's legendary manager Alex Ferguson.
Ferguson followed the roar.
It's not often to hear this kind of yelling at Carrington's training base, and today he was about to go to the youth team and happened to pass by.
"It's a junior team game." Ferguson said to himself, pointing to Wan Sheng and asking McGuinness on the side, "Who is that young man?" โ
McGuinness said, "It's Gilberto's assistant who only came to the team a week ago. He had a coaching certificate, so I let him try. โ
Ferguson frowned, Wan Sheng didn't give him a good impression, but he still patiently asked, "What does Gilberto think?" โ
"He hasn't seen it yet, Gilberto has a cold, he hasn't been here for a week."
Ferguson nodded, didn't say anything more, just glanced in the direction of the arena, then turned and walked away.
From Ferguson's expression, McGuinness also knew that the old jazz did not have a good impression of Wansheng, and he did not have a good impression of Wansheng. His relationship with Julie, known only to the two of them, must be kept a secret because he is married.
Now that one more person knows that this person is still showing up at the Carrington training base every day, it is really unacceptable, and McGuinness is worried that the matter will be revealed.
Thinking about Ferguson's brow just now, a smile flashed at the corner of McGuinness's mouth.
Perhaps, he had a reason to ask him to leave.
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