It has to be said that under the stimulation of Gao Yuan, a fierce competitive atmosphere has formed within the team.

The newly introduced 7-person group, as a far-reaching descendant, maintained the excellent style of the DB, and treated the training seriously and meticulously;

The reserve and young players who have been newly promoted to the first team are eager to be promoted, energetic and high-spirited;

And Xu Kai and Wu Gan, who were in charge of organizing training, competed with each other. Not only is he conscientious and responsible on the training ground, but after the training every day, he summarizes the experience of the day in the office and studies the training plan for the next day. The lights in the office of the two are often lit up in the middle of the night.

Originally, the veteran players in the team were still a little unimpressed, thinking that the coaching staff was vigorously engaging in formality and going through the motions seriously, but the strange thing is that Antonio, the boss in the locker room, didn't know what medicine he had taken wrong, and actually supported the young Chinese coach and took the other party's words as a guideline. Not only is he unusually involved in his own practice, but he also supervises other people, if he doesn't train seriously, he will be scolded at best, and he will be punched and kicked.

Joao, the thorn who had just been drawn from the reserves, enjoyed being educated.

In the afternoon technical training session, Lao Wu Tou picked out Joao's playing habits and technical details very carefully.

"Joao, before receiving the ball, you must observe the ball in advance and know what to do next, instead of looking for someone after you get the ball!"

"Joao, I know your outside instep pass is very penetrating, but you'd better minimise that because the ball is too fast for your teammates to handle!"

"Joao, passing is not the goal, passing is to transfer the ball better!"

"Joao ·····"

Joao is one of the names mentioned most by Lao Wu on the training ground, it is not that Joao does not play well, on the contrary, Joao is the young player that Lao Wu admires the most, and thinks he is a manufacturable material, so Lao Wu Tou, who loves talents, will frequently point him out.

However, the young and vigorous Joao did not understand the hard work of the old Wu Tou. He was originally very individual, and he was very dissatisfied with Lao Wu Tou's old mother-style earnest teaching.

After Old Wu Tou once again pointed out that he was defenseless at all when he made a feint, Joao replied dissatisfiedly, "Hey, old man, I know how to play football, and I don't need Chinese fingers." ”

As soon as the words came out, Joao felt his neck tighten, and he couldn't breathe.

It turned out that his neck was strangled by a large hand like iron tongs.

The person who pinched him was naturally Antonio.

Antonio grabbed him by the neck and roared, "Stinky boy, respect, understand? You have to respect your coach! Otherwise, get me out of the training ground now!"

Joao only felt that his neck was about to break, and his breathing was about to stop, and he struggled, but he couldn't move half a minute from his big pincer-like hand.

The surrounding teammates were stunned by the prominent scene, and everyone watched Joao's face turn from white to red, from red to black, and the struggling hands and feet gradually softened, and then they remembered that it was time to save people!

Everyone persuaded and persuaded Joao to finally save Joao from Antonio's clutches.

Poor João collapsed on the ground and gasped for breath, but Antonio still did not give up, pointing to his nose and teaching:

"You have two choices, either train well or get out of here, but I swear to God, I'll break both of your legs before you get out!"

A few minutes later, Joao, whose face had not fully recovered, honestly trained according to Coach Wu's instructions, and his movements were meticulous, not daring to be sloppy.

Under Antonio's obscenity, Maritimo's players trembled like frightened rabbits.

They dare not take the coaching staff seriously, but they dare not provoke the spirit of the team to be angry, and they can only obediently hold their tails and train seriously in every training session.

This time, the training effect is exceptionally good, and the players not only improve their physical fitness by leaps and bounds, but also improve the details of their skills.

On the training ground, Gao Yuan has completely controlled the team.

Maritimo is a professional team and is naturally managed differently than an academy team like DB.

Although the coaching staff is very tight on training, the requirements for spare time outside training are not so strict.

With the exception of the out-of-town youngsters in the reserve squad who need accommodation, everyone else has a house outside the club.

Both the coaching staff and the newly signed DB7 have also rented out apartments outside the club.

Actually, Gao Yuan really wanted to live in the base with his descendants, but Maritimo, a poor ghost club, had poor infrastructure, and Gao Yuan gave up his previous idea after going around the dormitory.

After I actually came to Europe, I felt that the attitude of Europeans towards football is very different from that in China.

Their love for football is crazy and passionate, the streets are full of children playing football, jugglers performing in the municipal square of Funchal, many shows are also related to football, and match days are the hope of many people's life for a week.

But sometimes they don't take football that seriously, and many European teams only train in the morning and spend the rest of their time with their families. After training, many players go to the shops, roll the streets, go to the square to feed the pigeons, just like ordinary people, and they don't see the stars at all.

At the end of the day, football is important for Europeans, but he's just a part of life.

Therefore, Gao Yuan's two practices a day are still a little uncomfortable for the Maritimo players at the beginning. However, under the influence of a good competitive atmosphere, coupled with Antonio's drive and supervision, everyone has gradually adapted to such a rhythm.

However, playing football is playing football, and after playing football, everyone still lives like ordinary people.

Gao Yuan also enjoyed this rhythm very much.

Now he has his own team, and unlike before, he is more like a boss, he puts forward the plan goals, and then lets his subordinates design the plan and be responsible for the implementation, and he just needs to grasp the direction.

The real boss doesn't need to be in charge, he just needs to be in charge of the people who do things!

And now the competitive atmosphere created by himself has stimulated the enthusiasm of his subordinates to start a business and the fighting spirit to catch up with and surpass learning. Whenever Gao Yuan saw the lights still lit up in Xu Kai and Wu Gan's office late at night, he had a feeling that the heroes of the world were all in my place.

On this day, Gao Yuan went to the supermarket, but unexpectedly found an acquaintance.

The number one star of the team, Croatian Vukovic.

It's just that at the moment Vukovic looks a little embarrassed.

He was surrounded by men who chattered incessantly at him, while the tall Croatian star pushed his shopping cart like an angry little daughter-in-law, trying to avoid their harassment.

Gao Yuan thought that his players were being harassed by ruffians, and immediately yelled and stepped forward.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing!"

Gao Yuan squeezed through the encirclement of those guys and stood in front of Vukovic, completely ignoring that the other party was actually half a head taller than him.

The guys were also taken aback, but soon someone pointed at Gao Yuan and asked:

"You're the new coach?"

Gao Yuan was stunned, only to find out that some of them were wearing Maritimo cheering uniforms, and some of them had the badge of a Maritimo fan member on their clothes.

It turned out that these guys were fans of Maritimo.

"What are you doing?" Gao Yuan was still wary and asked coldly.

"It's nothing, we're chatting with the core of the team!"

"I didn't expect to meet a new Chinese coach! By the way, your Portuguese is so good! ”

"Good job! Don't demote Maritimo with you! ”

"I've seen the video of you spitting out Khamses gum at the press conference! Haha, all I can say is, well done, that old dog is always looking for trouble with the club, and it's long overdue to teach him a lesson! ”

……

These guys are talking nonsense, and their emotions are quite high.

It seems that these fans should have no malicious intent, at least, much better than the racists who pulled banners at the gate of the base to get the yellow monkeys out.

It's just that Vukovic is only what he does, why should the dignified eight-foot-tall star hide from the fans?

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