Maleo Training Base.
The gatekeeper, Vazquez, was reading the newspaper with his reading glasses.
Vazquez was the owner of Sporting de Gijón's season ticket package. He was an old fan. The old sailor could not stay idle after his retirement, so he came to the Maleo Training Base to become the gatekeeper of the training base.
The old man in his sixties successfully applied for the position because he was a loyal fan of the team. The other reason was that the old man said that he did not want a salary and that he had a generous pension. For the old man, working in Maleo and being with his favorite team was the greatest spiritual satisfaction for the old man.
The financially strapped club was naturally happy to see this. It not only satisfied the spiritual needs of the old fans, but also saved a lot of money. Of course, this was inseparable from the old sailor's hale and hearty physical fitness to be able to do the job.
The newspaper was full of reports about the game between Sporting de Gijón B and Rayo Vallecano the day before.
"An incredible victory!"
"The miracle of El Molinón!"
"The amazing China coach!"
"The Chinese man wins the bet!"
"The character coach who can do somersaults!"
"The successful battle of China's Li!"
"The Chinese man who makes female fans scream!"
"B Team! The only hope for Sporting de Gijón now! "
As these newspapers said, the B Team's big victory was the only thing that could make Sporting de Gijón's fans happy and thankful.
A dog barked outside the door.
Vazquez put down the newspaper and walked out.
On the front page of the newspaper was a photo: Li Ang raised his arms and cheered. Behind him were countless pairs of arms raised high in the air and cheering at El Molinón stadium …
*****
"Osgu! Behave yourself! Otherwise, I'll beat you up! "Li Ang threatened the Scottish shepherd dog in front of him who was baring his teeth at him.
This dog was the beloved dog of the gatekeeper of Maleo, Vazquez. Well, Li Ang was no stranger to this dog. On the first day he came to Gihon, he saw the dog's' deeds'. At that time, Osgu was chasing a little hen, and the gatekeeper, Vazquez, was chasing Osgu. The training ground was in chaos …
At that time, Li Ang used this as a pretext to reprimand and give a speech to the players he met for the first time.
"Who dares to touch my Osgu?!" a voice called out.
Li Ang looked at the angry Vazquez and smiled embarrassedly, "I was just joking with Osgood."
When the old gatekeeper, Vazquez, saw that it was Li Ang, he immediately laughed and scolded his beloved dog. The dog howled and ran away. Then, the old man insisted on dragging Li Ang to the guardhouse for coffee.
"I watched yesterday's match. It was amazing." Vazquez said, "This match reminded me of the Sporting de Gijón team from twenty years ago."
"We're just Team B!" Li Ang was happy in his heart, but he said modestly.
While the two of them were chatting, the staff of the Maleo base came to work from time to time. When they saw Li Ang, they greeted him warmly.
He knew some of these people, and some of them he did not know. After all, the base was relatively large, and he had only been here for a short time, so it was impossible for him to recognize all of them.
However, even some of the people he did not know took the initiative to smile and greet him at this time.
For those he knew, Li Ang called out their names and responded with a "good morning."
For those he did not know, Li Ang also responded with a smile.
He knew the reason for this enthusiasm. After two games, especially the big victory in yesterday's game, and the story behind this big victory, he won everyone's respect. Or it could be said that everyone recognized his coaching ability.
In any place, results and strength were the absolute truth. Strength, only strength could make people have a whole new level of respect for you.
Li Ang did quite well. He had only been at Sporting de Gijón for a month, but he had already silenced those doubts and criticisms with his results, and was winning the respect of these colleagues.
*****
On the training ground, Li Ang saw his players.
The lads were all in high spirits, and their attitude towards training was also very serious.
Yesterday's game gave these players great mental satisfaction and a huge boost to their self-confidence.
Vallecano, who was ranked sixth in the league, was not easy to deal with. We were able to beat Vallecano 5-0, and beat them to the point that they could not fight back. This game, and the story that happened before the game, for these players, might be an unforgettable memory in their career, and an experience that would have a very important impact on their development.
In addition, this big victory also made the players more interested and confident in the set of tactics formulated by the coach.
Or it could be said that they were enthusiastic!
They believed that as long as they trained hard and trained and played according to the coach's requirements, Team B's situation would only get better.
Seeing the players' state of mind, Li Ang was very satisfied. They were in good spirits, and this kind of vigorous atmosphere was what it should be.
"In yesterday's game, we had a big victory over our opponent!" Li Ang looked at his players and said, "I congratulate you! Your performance was great! "
The players' faces were glowing, and they subconsciously straightened their backs.
"However, there is one thing I want to remind you of." Li Ang said, "That big victory is only a temporary exception. There were many factors that contributed to this victory. There was the fact that the opponent did not pay attention to us, and there was also the fact that we played excessively. So, you have to recognize this point clearly, and don't be blindly arrogant. "
Li Ang poured some cold water on the players. He had to mention this point first. He did not want the players to be complacent because of one game. That would be terrible, because only Li Ang himself knew the uniqueness of that game. This game had the factors of the players giving it their all, and the most important factor was the perfect effect of the "Model Play" skill.
The players all nodded. The team was at a low point, and they had been doubted. This, in turn, sharpened the players' minds and made them more mature. They had a clearer understanding of their own situation. Therefore, no one thought that they could be complacent and think that they were great just because they had defeated Vallecano by a large margin.
Li Ang was satisfied with everyone's reaction.
After pouring cold water on them, he had to add fuel to the fire.
"However." Li Ang said, "I have confidence in you. You are all very good. As long as you train hard and work hard according to the tactics I formulated, you will find that winning against a team like Vallecano is no longer worth being so excited about, because we have to slowly get used to enjoying the victory!"
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
The players cheered. Their eyes were shining. They were looking forward to the prospects described by the coach, and they had great confidence in it. Now, they had absolute respect and trust for Li Ang. Some of the players had even begun to worship Li Ang.
*****
Li Ang looked at his watch. "Why aren't they here yet? Those guys won't break the contract, right?"
If Harvey Gradro and the others were really so bad at gambling, Li Ang would only look down on these fans even more.
"Boss, are you waiting for those fans?" Javier Blanco asked.
Li Ang nodded.
"They've already been here," Javier said.
"They've been here?" Li Ang asked in surprise.
"Yes, boss," Abarez said. "They came very early and have already apologized to us."
Li Ang listened with a strange expression. He understood that Harvey Gradro had deliberately come early. This man was afraid of losing face. Now that he had apologized to the players and expressed that he was willing to accept his loss, he avoided him to avoid greater embarrassment and loss of face.
"It seems that I missed a good show." Li Ang shrugged.
"Hahaha!" The players laughed.
"Boss!" Mata raised his hand and said, "I secretly recorded it just now. Do you want to see it?"
Li Ang looked at Mata and gave him a thumbs up, which meant that he was smart enough. He liked it.
"After the training, send me the video!" Li Ang said.
"No problem."
There was another burst of laughter on the training ground.
*****
On the road outside the Maleo training base.
Harvey Gradro and his friends were walking. Some were laughing, some were ashamed, and some were silent.
The team had performed well and defeated Vallecano 5-0. Of course, they were happy. However, this group of men apologizing to a group of children made some people feel uncomfortable.
Fortunately, the Chinese man was not there to avoid more embarrassment.
"Boss, what you did was not right," Reyes complained.
"What are you trying to say?" Harvey Gradro said.
"We lost the bet. It's not like we lost the battle. Is there a need to hide?" Reyes asked.
"Shut up!"
"Boss, it's all because of you. I wanted to ask the Chinese man for his autograph."
"I told you to shut up! Be careful or I'll beat you up! "Harvey came up and pretended to kick Reyes.
"Boss."
"Yes?"
"I look down on you."
Oh my, my bad temper!
Harvey was infuriated and began to pummel Reyes.
The others looked at the scene and laughed.
The depressed mood brought about by the First Team's terrible situation was lifted because of Team B's big victory.
The morning sun shone on the group of fans. Their figures became blurry. They fought and joked as they moved forward.
PS: First update, and guaranteed to be the minimum.
The first volume ended.
From the start of the next chapter, Li Ang began his stormy journey in the Spanish football world, in this port city in the north of Spain!
Please look forward to the next volume, "Young Marshal Xi Hong!"
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