Yangcheng.

Today is the last round of the Chinese Super League, and it is also the day of Tang Zhenglong's retirement, according to the agreement, Li Tie will replace Tang Zhenglong in the 80th minute of the game, so that he can accept the cheers of the fans.

In the 55th minute, Tang Zhenglong scored a goal and was still on the right side of the penalty area.

Tang Zhenglong's high goal rate on the right side of the penalty area has always been a mystery.

Tang Zhenglong performed very well, and in the 80th minute of the second half, the most exciting moment came.

Tang Zhenglong was replaced, and the fans gave a standing ovation.

Tang Zhenglong went around the field for a week, and at this moment, Tang Zhenglong left tears.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

"Thank you."

"Thank you."

After the race, there was a grand retirement ceremony.

Tang Zhenglong put on a champion T-shirt.

A beautiful T-shirt has a double meaning, on the one hand, it is the league championship, and on the other hand, it is Tang Zhenglong's champion life.

The moderator walked up to the stage.

"Don, say a few words."

“……”

Tang Zhenglong choked up.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little excited, it's really hard to say goodbye to football."

"Thanks to the Chinese fans, I have felt the warmth of home in the past three years, thanks to Hengda, and thank you for everything here."

"Tang, what are your plans for the future?"

"Maybe a coach."

"I want to see you become a successful manager."

"Thank you."

The fireworks are gone.

When he came, Tang Zhenglong was a hero, and when he left, Tang Zhenglong was a champion.

*******

London.

There was a Chinese standing next to Mourinho.

Because he didn't get a coaching certificate, Tang Zhenglong can only work for Tottenham for free.

"Jose, we have a friendship, you must teach me the real skills."

Burst!

"Tang, I advise you to get your coaching certificate out as soon as possible."

"I know that."

Tang Zhenglong glanced at Sun Xingmin.

"Boss, can you replace him, I don't like Koreans."

Mourinho's head is big.

"He's much more popular than you now."

……

"I used to be the first brother in Asia, okay, do you want to tell you about my brilliant experience in Real Madrid?"

……

……

Jose Mourinho pointed to his opponent - Crystal Palace.

"You say, what should I do in this situation?"

Tang Zhenglong touched his chin.

"The opponent is defending intensively, so we are rushing with long passes?"

"Idiot, that was a tactic from decades ago."

"What then?"

Mourinho threw a fist.

"Pressure."

"Pressure?"

"People make mistakes under pressure, and the weak team definitely has more weaknesses."

Tang Zhenglong thought about it and suddenly realized.

"It's like in the past, when we Real Madrid, the weakest point was Marcelo."

Mourinho Khan died.

'Crystal Palace have the weakest defence on the left.

As he spoke, Mourinho tore off a small note and handed it to the players on the field.

Tottenham began to attack the left side of the opposition.

Soon, Palace's left flank began to struggle, with Tottenham opening a hole from the left and Harry Kane scoring the goal.

Mourinho patted Tang Zhenglong on the shoulder.

'Learn a little bit, that's what a manager should do.'

Tang Zhenglong thought for a while, as if he understood something.

It seems that Mourinho worked as a translator in Barcelona back then, and he really learned the true biography of Robertson.

*******

After the game, reporters surrounded Tang Zhenglong.

"Don, say a few words."

“……”

"I'm a temporary worker now, and I don't even have a staff, what do I say?"

"You're a teaching assistant now."

"No, I don't have a license yet."

This Tang Zhenglong understands that without a coaching license, this is an illegal part-time job.

"Don, sooner or later, you are so smart, you must be able to get the coaching certificate soon."

Burst!!!!

"Anyway, I don't want to pay attention to you right now."

But how could these reporters let Tang Zhenglong go?

"Don, it's not easy for you to go back to the UK and chat with us, is your wife pregnant, is the first child a boy or a girl?"

"It's your business!"

"Let me tell you, I'm not the Tang Zhenglong I used to be anymore, I've changed, don't think about making news from me."

Everyone cried to death, if Tang Zhenglong had changed, what fun would there be in being a reporter.

"Alright, I'm leaving!!"

******

Two months later, Tang Zhenglong's coaching certificate arrived, and he wanted Mourinho to hire him, but Jose wouldn't open his mouth.

Tang Zhenglong was in a hurry.

Thereupon......

Pitchside.

Jose Mourinho shouted at the player.

Tang Zhenglong immediately translated.

"That's ......"

After finishing speaking, Sun Xingmin was stunned.

"The boss speaks English, why did you translate into Spanish?"

"Oh, then I'll try to translate into Korean."

"That's, Smecta ...... Smecta. ”

……

Mourinho grabbed Tang Zhenglong and threw it aside.

Tang Zhenglong climbed back again.

"Boss, I'm going to recreate the path you took back then, starting with translation."

……

……

"I still need a translator?"

"Or you buy a few Chinese, I can translate."

"No, I don't."

"Is that good, you speak Spanish, and I'll translate English."

"Lao Tzu's English is 100 times better than yours."

……

……

"Why don't you go to the second team as a translator."

……

……

"Or you can come back, then I can send you out."

……

"Boss, that's impossible, I've done all the retirement ceremonies, how can I make a comeback."

That's when the opponent scored, and West Ham led 1-0.

Tottenham played very weakly in this game.

On the one hand, there is the pressure of the Champions League, and on the other hand, several main players are injured.

Soon, the opponent scored again.

0 to 2!!

White Hart Lane fans are starting to get dissatisfied.

in the locker room.

One by one, the players lowered their heads.

Mourinho clapped his hands.

"Lift your head up for me."

"Heads up."

Tang Zhenglong pressed his hand on Mourinho's shoulder.

"Can I say a few words?"

"Hmm."

Tang Zhenglong smiled: "It's just a ball, nothing, isn't it?" ”

Everyone froze.

"But how many games are there in life?"

"When I was 20 years old, I thought it didn't matter, it was nothing to waste a day, but now I know that life can't afford to waste it."

"I know you're tired, but soon, you'll be off the pitch."

"Like me, I have itchy feet every day and want to play football, but there is no stage anymore."

After finishing speaking, Tang Zhenglong was silent, but everyone was moved.

How many games can there be in life, Tang Zhenglong said very reasonably.

In the dressing room, the Tottenham players slowly raised their heads.

Jose Mourinho was happy and he saw the fighting spirit in the eyes of his players.

"It seems that Tang Zhenglong will not only brag, but also motivate the players."

At the beginning of the second half, Tottenham's attack improved significantly, and Mourinho whispered in Tang Zhenglong's ear: "Don, I believe you will be a good coach." ”

"Really?" Tang Zhenglong grinned.