Chapter 1 Damn! (Click for collection recommendation)

Chang Sheng squatted on the turf on the side of the court, pulled a stick of grass out of the turf of the court, and then held it in his mouth.

In front of him was a simple stadium.

On the pitch, young players on both sides are fighting for possession.

Behind them, the parents of the home team's young players in the stands were cheering loudly for their children.

This is the Chamartín training base for Real Madrid.

As a veteran football fan, Chang Sheng knew that this was not the 120-hectare luxury sports city Baldebaibas that everyone was familiar with later.

This is the training base used by Real Madrid before the official opening of Valdebaibas, the old sports city, Chamartín.

Chamartín is actually the original name of the Bernabeu Stadium, originally called Chamartín Stadium, and later changed to the name it is now known in honor of Santiago Bernabeu, the greatest president in the history of Real Madrid.

However, the stadium has changed, the name of the training base has not changed, and the name of the Chamartin training base is still used.

The old training base, which is less than 12 hectares, is packed with Real Madrid's first team and various echelons.

Real Madrid First Team, Real Madrid B Team Castilla, Real Madrid C Team, Under 20 Youth A, Under 20 Youth B, Under 20 Youth C, Under 17 Youth A, Under 17 Youth B, Under 15 Children A, Under 15 Children B, Under 13 Junior A, Under 13 Junior B, 7 to 10 Years Old Reserve A, 7 to 10 Years Old Reserve B......

Every day, more than a dozen teams train here, and with the fans who come to watch the training and games, it's very crowded.

Since the Chamartín training base is located on the busiest Castilla Avenue in Madrid, it is already considered the center of the city, surrounded by various Spanish multinational enterprises and business buildings, and there is no room for expansion. So it's only a matter of time before this training ground is abandoned.

The victorious victories who have crossed over are very clear about the history after this.

But now he does not care about the fate of the Chamartin training base.

He cares about his own fate.

His predecessor, also called Chang Sheng, is obviously a little capable, otherwise how could a twenty-seven-year-old Chinese become the head coach of a junior team in Real Madrid's academy, even if it is only the third-to-last junior B team under the age of thirteen.

However, Chang Sheng did not know what his predecessor was capable of and why he could become a coach in Real Madrid's academy.

His predecessor didn't leave him anything, except for those that he couldn't take with him, such as FIFA's A-level coaching certificate. His mind was blank when it came to coaching the team.

Commanding the game, he can still pretend to shout two voices, what "You pay attention to keep in formation!" "Press on press!" "Quickly return to defense!" When it comes to tactics, he is also the first to go, and he looks like a full Zhao Kuo - talking on paper.

But training was completely unfamiliar territory to him.

Commanding the game, tactical settings or something, I've never eaten pork and watched the pig run, he plays the FM football manager game, these things are even if he has seen the pig run. However, FM training is not the same as in real life, in the game you can assign a special coach to train the players, just arrange the training program. But how exactly do you train the players? He didn't know. For example, physical training, how exactly should you do physical training? How to practice to use physical fitness? Running laps in circles? Don't be funny! Even Chang Sheng thinks it's unreliable.

How to command the team to play, how much can you understand when watching the live broadcast of the game, but what about training? You can't see it live from watching the game, and the media can't report on the specific content of the team's training - this involves the team's tactical secrets, and not all the training content can be known to the media.

So he's never seen what training looks like in a real team, which makes him very blind.

In the past three days, except for sleeping at night and dreaming about his previous life, he has been thinking about this matter.

If you really want to be a football coach, it is impossible for a coach who does not lead the team to train to survive in this industry.

Learn to train your team as soon as possible.

In the past three days, he has been observing the work of his colleagues very carefully, and then pondering according to his own understanding - it is impossible for him to ask his colleagues, so that he will be exposed.

As for the kind of thing that directs the team to play, it is much easier for him to train than to lead the team to train at the moment.

After all, Real Madrid's junior team – no, technically a junior squad – is very strong across Spain.

And their opponents today, Compostela Junior B, are too weak to win this game even if he doesn't do anything - and he thinks so.

Dang Changsheng didn't really intend to do that.

As a fan who has liked coaches rather than stars since he was a child, how could he just waste a chance to command a game?

Even if it's just a junior team game, even if it's just learning from those managers on TV, Chang Sheng can't wait to try it.

He really likes the feeling of impassioned guidance on the sidelines!

So he spit out the stalks of grass in his mouth and got up from the ground.

began to pretend to direct the game.

The current situation of the game really needs him as the head coach to come out and do something, because it has been five minutes since the game, and the score has not changed in any way, it is still 0:0.

It is not normal for Real Madrid Juniors to be so weak that they have not been able to find the back of the net for five minutes.

According to his observations, in the past five minutes, Compostela Children's B team returned to the defense all the way, compressing the space and time in front of their goal, that is, not allowing the players of Real Madrid's junior B team to stand calmly in the penalty area, and even the ball could not stand.

How can this situation be broken?

Chang Sheng began to recall that he had watched so many games, and what those famous or non-famous coaches did when they encountered situations like this.

Break down dense defense...... It's nothing more than a long-range shot and a set-piece.

Set-pieces require specialised tactics and it's too late to make last-minute arrangements.

However, the long-range shot is "inexpensive", convenient and fast......

He remembers that when he observed the training in the past few days, there was a young player who was very good at long-range shooting, less than thirteen years old, but his feet were very hard.

Who's here?

Ah, it seems to be Victor Andrés Fourteen......

He was about to loudly remind the Fourteen how long to shoot, but his mouth just opened, and he took a deep breath, brewing emotions.

At this moment, suddenly there was a loud roar behind him, loud and unpleasant, like a male duck whispering in his ear.

"Damn, do you have a problem with your brain! Why didn't Diego play in this game? ”

"Get Diego on the field, you idiot!"

This sudden noise almost didn't make Chang Sheng choke on his own anger. His brow furrowed.

He didn't want to pay attention to the scolding behind him, and shouted, "Victor! Victor Andrés! What a long shot! Don't rush too far ahead, give me some back! And then shoot from a distance! ”

Finally issued his first on-the-spot command of the game, and Chang Sheng was a little proud - the aura was okay, the strategy was not wrong, and the first performance was impeccable! Of course, he doesn't know if it really has an effect, he just makes adjustments based on his own experience in watching football, but anyway, this is his first step......

Just when Chang Sheng was proud of his performance, but a little nervous, the male duck spoiled his mood again.

"Want to break the deadlock, long shot? Don't tease the idiot! You've got to get my son out on the line! As long as my son plays, all the deadlock is broken! How did you become a coach? Don't understand such a simple question? One performance from one star can change everything! Don't you understand? My son Diego is such a star! ”

Chang Sheng turned around and walked back, he glanced at the "Roshan" in the stands who was waving his arms and shouting loudly, and then withdrew his gaze.

"Stop pretending! Just put on my son Diego and you're guaranteed to win! "The big fat man is still calling.

Chang Sheng walked back to the coach's bench and asked his colleague, Carlos Pilés González, who was also the coach of the junior team: "Who is that noisy duck?" ”

Gonzalez was stunned for a moment before he realized who Chang Sheng was talking about, and then he smiled. Because the description of Chang Sheng is indeed very vivid.

After laughing, he said to Chang Sheng, "Ugh. It's Miguel Parales Pocellino Castro Hernandez. He is a director of the club, a small director, but also a director. Gonzalez kindly reminded Chang Sheng that even if the other party was a minor director, it was not a figure that a junior team coach like them could afford to mess with. In his opinion, Chang Sheng is so gentle, always with a smile on his face, and he is alone in a foreign country, and he has no background in Chinese, it is better not to provoke the directors of the club, even if it is only a small director......

Chang Sheng smiled, thanked Gonzalez for his kind reminder, and then asked, "So the 'swaggering, nostrils open, and Diego' who only came to our team yesterday is his son?" ”

Gonzalez couldn't help but laugh again, what happened today, Chang Sheng became humorous and venomous. His evaluation and description of Diego is also very spot.

After laughing, he nodded: "Yes, it's his son." ”

Chang Sheng snorted: "No wonder that kid feels super good about himself." Then he said, "Let him warm up." ”

Gonzalez didn't continue to ask, but turned to tell Diego Jr. on the bench to warm up.

Although the level of this kid is really not very good, if he follows the normal procedure, it is impossible for him to enter the Real Madrid academy, let alone enter the junior B team. But he always felt that he was a genius, and the little junior B team really didn't pay attention to it. On the first day of joining the team, he said that the junior B team was just his springboard, and he would soon go to the more advanced junior A team and work his way up.

He said this as if he had just deigned to train for a few days in the junior B team. The appearance of that stinky fart made many adults unhappy.

So the coaches don't really like him very much, but in this situation, is there any other option? can only send him to play, who will let him have a father who they ordinary coaches can't mess with?

After instructing this, Chang Sheng walked back to the sidelines and continued to direct his game.

Before, he would only let the fat duck interrupt, and he wasn't sure if Victor had received it, so he wanted to make sure.

But this time he didn't yell directly, he didn't want the opponent to hear his plan - the playing field of the junior team was very quiet, and the main sound was the various cries made by the players themselves, so what the coach yelled on the sidelines, everyone could hear it, and if some parents in the stands were too excited, the sound would quickly make him the focus of everyone's attention - just like the fat duck.

Thankfully, when he made the decision to let Diego warm up, the ducks behind him stopped yelling.

The world is finally ...... It was quiet.

Soon there was a dead-ball opportunity on the field, and Chang Sheng hurriedly called No. 14 Victor Andrés to the sidelines, and gave him a good opportunity to reconfirm how far he could shoot.

"You've got long-range shots, Victor, you've got your feet. How far to shoot! ”

Victor Andrés was a little ambivalent: "But coach, isn't Real Madrid's football tradition supposed to be beautiful and gorgeous, and too many long-range shots will not be too rough and direct......"

Chang Sheng was dismissive of this: "off, Victor! I'll tell you what Real Madrid's football tradition is, Real Madrid's tradition is not to look good and gorgeous, but to win! Real Madrid is the most successful team on the planet, right? ”

Speaking of which, Real Madrid's young players are always the proudest, and Victor held his head up: "Yes! ”

"Then do you know why Real Madrid is the most successful?"

"Uh......" It is not easy for a child to think that the long-range shot is too rough and direct, and it is difficult for him to understand this complex problem.

Chang Sheng said proudly: "That's because Real Madrid has won the most titles, they are the winners!" Because of this, Real Madrid is the most successful team, so winning is Real Madrid's tradition, not something beautiful and gorgeous! ”

At this time, the referee was a little dissatisfied with Chang Sheng's constant pulling of players to talk, and he ran over to remind Chang Sheng to pay attention to the fact that the game would continue.

Chang Sheng was unmoved, he just waved his hand, signaled the referee to wait, and then patted Victor hard: "So how long to shoot, only victory can make Real Madrid more glorious!" Okay, now let's go, let's go......"

Seeing that the referee was about to go crazy, he hurriedly pushed Victor onto the court.

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Miguel Parales Pocellino Castro Hernandez sat in the stands closest to the dugout when he saw that his son had been called to warm up. After a few minutes of warm-up, you will definitely be substituted.

That damn idiot is kind of acquaintance.

He thought triumphantly.

The director of Real Madrid Club twisted his pot-bellied body, even if he squeezed into the fans on both sides, he didn't realize it, and he didn't even say sorry. He just looked up at his son, Diego, who has the same name as Maradona, the "King of the Ball".

As for the four angry eyes next to him, he didn't realize it.

He is looking forward to his son's first junior B team game.

His son did let him go through the relationship and open the back door, but he was very confident in his son's strength and potential, and he was sure that his son was a once-in-a-century genius!

He began to fantasize about his son coming on the pitch and helping Real Madrid's under-13 junior B team to victory, and then a legend began after this humble game...... Just like Putragno, become the new leader and representative of Real Madrid in the future!

But the smug smile on the director's face faded away.

Because he found that his son was warming up on the sidelines all the time, warming up for five, ten, fifteen, twenty minutes...... The first half of the game was almost over, and his son was still warming up...... Real Madrid, meanwhile, broke the deadlock thanks to a long-range shot from the number 14 player, took the lead and went on to score the next goal...... The stalemate is no longer there, Real Madrid are both two goals ahead! Is there still a good fart to play when his son goes up?

Damn it!

Fucked by this damn bastard!

The director of Real Madrid finally reflected.

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