Simon King's father, Jin Jiulin, was a professor at a university in the Celestial Empire.

In addition, he is also a strategic advisor to an investment group in the Celestial Empire, where his main job is to advise on the group's business investments in Portugal.

So this time, in addition to meeting his son, he is going to participate in a summit forum.

Due to the tight schedule, in order to spend more time with his father, Simon King drove Jin Jiulin and galloped on the road to Lisbon.

Along the way, Simon King told his father about his experience during this time, and at the same time made it clear what he had happened with Fanny and Fence Rah.

Listening to his son's words, Jin Jiulin was sometimes angry and sometimes regretful.

At the end of the day, Simon King looked at his father and said, "No one else may understand my declaration of war on the Portuguese coaching circle, but you should understand, right?"

Jin Jiulin also nodded and said, "You don't hold grudges when you are small, and you are also generous. The reason why I made such a choice this time is not only that I was really bullied, but I am afraid that there is also a purpose to relieve the pressure on the players, right?"

Simon King: "Yes, I just want the media to focus all their attention on me."

"Well, I'm going to praise you for that!"

Jin Jiulin touched his son's head with satisfaction and sighed, "But you have to remember, don't hate Fanny, let alone those who humiliate you, and always remember our family motto - be virtuous and self-reliant."

Soon after, Lisbon arrived.

At his father's strong request, Simon King came to a prestigious manor with him.

After receiving the notice from the servant, the owner of the manor, Lallana, with his wife and children, and a family of four dressed up, came out and walked into the family banquet table that had been prepared for a long time.

After the meal, Kim went to the back room with Mr. and Mrs. Lallana, while Simon King stayed in the living room with Randall, Lalla's son.

Because the two didn't know each other before, and Randall had just returned from the Americas, he didn't know much about what had happened in Portugal for more than a year, so after the two chatted about the customs of the Celestial Empire and the Americas, the scene was a little awkward for a while.

After a while, Randall suddenly pointed to the computer and said, "Kim, I just heard your father say that you usually play F or why don't you come and see me play?"

Simon King thought that this would be good, that it would not be embarrassing, and that there would be some common topics, so he immediately agreed.

Seeing that he agreed, Randall became very excited, turned on the computer directly, and clicked on the latest F play.

"Kim, how are you doing? I'll show you mine."

Simon King took a closer look and saw Randle playing with Premier League team Brighton.

I heard Randall say proudly: "I used the original Brighton team, I didn't buy anything, I played 29 rounds in the league, and now I am ranked seventh, and I have a good chance of entering the Europa League!" How's it going, right?"

Randle's record is already good among ordinary players, but if it is put in Simon King's eyes, he feels that the other party is just getting started.

However, he didn't want to pretend to be forced, so he could only nod and smile: "Brighton's midfield is good, but the strength of the defensive line is not good, and the strikers have no characteristics, you can play like this, it's really amazing."

Praised by his peers, Randall became even more proud.

However, his pride did not last long, but pointed to the opponent in the next round with the mouse and said: "I am about to play Liverpool, but they are also too strong, the last time I played against them, I was beaten 5:0, it seems that this game is also lost."

Hearing him say this, Simon King was also interested, so he asked him to open the standings and take a look.

In the current standings, although Randle's Brighton is ranked seventh, it is on the same points as Manchester United and Newcastle United, which are ranked eighth and ninth, and it is obvious that they may fall out of the European zone at any time.

So Simon King laughed and said, "How are you going to play Liverpool?"

"It's good to stick to it, and try to be peaceful."

Immediately after, Randall began to quickly operate the tactical panel, directly discharging one

541 formation.

Simon King shook his head and said: "Liverpool is an attacking team, and Klopp likes to use direct passes, so if you put out such a parallel position, it is estimated that you will not be able to withstand it."

Randall laughed, "Yo...... It seems that you are also an expert, but don't worry, I have been thinking about this tactic for five days, and it should be fine."

Moments later, Randle's game was over, and the score was 5-0 again.

"!" Randall grimaced and looked at Simon King embarrassedly.

Simon King said, "Look, I said you can't play parallel positions."

Randall's face was a little unbearable, and he was immediately a little annoyed, and said depressedly: "Then you come to fight, don't just talk about me."

Simon King laughed, "Are you angry? Not really, right?"

Randall sighed, felt out of shape, and said, "I'm not angry with you, I'm angry with the setting of this game, this Liverpool is invincible at all."

Speaking of which, he pointed to the computer and said, "Here, you play for me, I'll go get some drinks."

After the other party left, Simon King was not polite, he directly clicked the read button, ready to help Randle play Liverpool again.

A short time later, Randall came back with a plate, but he accidentally looked at the computer screen and was stupid on the spot.

「3：0？ Brighton lead!"

Looking at the match stats, Brighton possessed 65%: Liverpool 35%, shots on goal 17:8.

"This ...... How did you do that?"

Simon King sighed: "Your winger Marcchi is injured, and you have been playing with a defensive mentality, so the team's run-in is not enough."

"What? Not enough? It's not enough for you to beat 3 people? If that's enough, aren't you going to hit five or six people?"

Thinking of this, Randle squeezed Simon King out of the way with a single ass, and then quickly opened the team's tactical panel.

"Huh? You even let Bruta play @starter, I don't usually use this person!"

"I'm rubbing! Adam Lallana, do you dare to use it? He's so old, so slow, I don't need him at all."

"Oh my God, it's incredible that you're playing Welterman as the main centre-back."

A moment later, Randle, who had already admired Simon King so much, finally stopped marveling.

He turned his head to look at Simon Jin and said, "Great God, how did you do it, hurry up and teach your little brother!"

Simon King was a little embarrassed and said indifferently: "Liverpool's attack mainly relies on two wings, I use two wingers to grab their Arnold and Robertson in the front, and then use a midfielder to target their playmaking core Thiago."

"It's as simple as that?" Randall couldn't believe it.

"Almost, oh yes...... I'm playing with an attacking mentality and suppressing them with a fast tempo."

"What? How dare you attack Liverpool? You're too bold, aren't you?" Randall was shocked again.

"Don't you think, isn't this a regular operation?"

Speaking of this, Jin Jiulin's laughter came out of the room.

"Kim, we're leaving!"