The Glory of the Godfather

　　 "Okay, guys, I have something to say before the game starts." Fang Jue clapped his palms and said.

　　 Everyone looked over, wanting to hear what this ‘rookie’ coach would say.

　　 "I heard some remarks, I don't know if you have heard them." Fang Jue said in a low voice.

　　 "The Orihuela people feel that they have won this game."

　　 "No, to be precise, they think what they have to consider now is to win us a few goals." Fang Jue looked at everyone, "I don't know what everyone thinks, anyway I am very upset."

　　 Fang Jue nodded towards the assistant coach Ceballos.

Ceballos didn't speak, turned on the computer, and clicked on the video file. To be honest, he didn't understand Fang Jue's move. The game was about to be played. He didn't say anything useful, but he wanted to release something. A mess of videos for the players.

　　 What's the use?

　　 deserves to be a network administrator.

　　 The players are also baffled, even the old captain Digneto, who has always maintained the minimum respect for each other, is a little disappointed.

　　 "What's the matter?" Some players grumbled dissatisfied.

　　 "Hey, Llorente, listen to the coach." A voice suddenly sounded.

　　 Wow!

　　 Everyone was stunned, looking at Clemente with an excited expression.

　　 This guy... I didn't expect that it was Clemente who stood up and publicly supported Fang Jue at this time!

　　 Of course, some people don’t believe it. They think Clement is deliberately making trouble. After the video is played, there must be strange things.

　　 Everyone whispered.

　　……

　　 "This is a fan of Orihuela." Someone saw the video and said.

　　 "Excuse me, what do you think of this game?" A reporter-like guy was interviewing Orihuela fans.

　　 "Of course we won the game. Is this still doubtful?" the respondent said.

　　 "However, Ibiza needs to be relegated now, and they will certainly not give up lightly." The reporter said.

　　 "They?" A fan approached with a scornful expression on his face, "Yes, they didn't give up. They have always been the last one and their results are very stable."

　　 "Hahaha!"

　　Orihuela's fans all around laughed.

　　 "Three to zero!"

　　 "Hi, David, I guess it's five to zero!"

　　 "No no no, eleven to zero, we are playing table tennis, oh oh oh!"

　　 These Orihuela fans who are obviously drinking too much yelled.

The faces of the Ibiza players in the dressing room are not pretty. In all fairness, they really have no confidence in this game. Some guys have even accepted the result of the loss in advance. However, they lack confidence and have no fighting spirit. This does not mean that they can remain indifferent to the contempt of opponent fans.

　　 This is almost humiliating.

The picture that followed was of Orihuela’s players arriving in Ibiza. The players were talking and laughing. Some people were still taking pictures with a digital camera. This posture was not for competition, but for travel. .

　　 Fang Jue had to admire that the guy who took the video had a sense of photography, and the shots were very good. In the close-up shots, all the players from Orihuela laughed and laughed happily.

　　 Fang Jue walked to the computer and pressed pause. The screen freezes at an Orihuela player posing for a selfie:

　　 This Orihuela player smiled hippiely at the camera.

　　 Originally, there was nothing wrong with this shot.

　　……

"I don't know what you think, but I'm not very happy. I don't want to discuss the current ranking and strength comparison of the two teams. I only know that we are a professional team and our opponents are our league opponents!" Fang Jue jumped up sharply. Volume, "I don’t care what Ibiza’s previous results are, what’s the impression it gives to others. I only know one thing-we are being despised, no, it is being humiliated, completely despised and humiliated. !"

　　 Fang Jue's voice was passionate, "In their eyes, you are a dish they are going to swallow. No, no, no, just like a little girl who can be molested and bullied at any time!"

　　 There was silence in the dressing room.

　　 Fang Jue observed calmly, he could feel the anger in everyone's eyes.

effective.

　　 At this time, if someone stands up and responds by raising their arms, he looks at the team's old captain Digneto.

　　En, Digneto was about to get up when he was suddenly held down, and someone beside him stood up suddenly.

　　 "Coach! Stop talking!"

　　 It's Clement!

　　 Everyone makes eye contact, look, you know this guy will make trouble.

　　 "Clement, shut up!" Captain Digneto said quickly, he was about to get up... was held down by the emotional Clemente again.

　　 "Coach! We all listen to you!" Clemente was flushed and emotional, "You tell me, how do we play this game! We listen to you! Fight with Orihuela!"

　　Everyone: (⊙﹏⊙)!

　　 God, hell!

　　……

　　 "Very good!" Fang Jue nodded, "I'm very happy, there are still people whose blood is hot, so I am not willing to be humiliated like this! Clement, you are fine!"

　　 "No! Coach!" Clay questioned, waving his fist and roaring, "It's you, you influenced me, and I am willing to fight for you!"

　　 Brush Brush!

　　 All the friends were stunned and looked at Clemente dumbfounded. Who was it before, who had been yelling, saying that Fang Jue was incapable, that he was a rookie, and that Ibiza was dead?

　　Unexpectedly, you Clement is such a person!

　　Fuck? !

　　 Where's the face? !

　　 Or did we misunderstand you?

　　 "You are wrong, the game was not played for me." Fang Jue said, "It is for you to play. You have to prove to your opponents that you can be defeated, but you must not be humiliated!"

　　 "Yes, coach, you are right!" Clemente waved his right arm and shouted at the crowd, "Guys, the coach is right, we are fighting with the Orihuela!"

　　 People are gregarious, and they are the easiest to follow the crowd. Even Fang Jue’s once biggest opponent, Clement, was ‘incited’ by him, so impassioned, other players were also infected.

　　 "That's right!"

　　 "Fight with the Orihuela people!"

　　……

　　 "Very good, everyone is listening." Fang Jue's expression was serious and his voice was deep and powerful.

　　 "If the kick-off right is in our hands, don't rush to attack."

　　 "If the kick-off right is in their hands, just let them attack, we will do a defensive counterattack!"

　　 "The most important thing is to defend well and not to lose the ball!"

　　 "The Orihuela people said that if they want to score table tennis, we have to show them our strength!"

　　 "Do not lose the ball in the first half! They will be impatient!"

　　 "So, my request to everyone is, in the first half of the game, not to lose the ball!"

　　 "Can it be done?"

"Yes!" Clemente led the crowd to shout ~www.ltnovel.com~ The old captain Digneto was also shouting, but he was a little dazed. At this moment, he even felt that Clemente was more suitable than him. team leader.

　　 Assistant coach Ceballos was completely stunned. He opened his mouth wide when he looked at the excited players. How long have Ibiza's players been so fighting spirits?

　　What did that guy do?

　　 just put a video, said a few words, it was really useful? !

　　 looked at Clemente shouting excitedly again, Ceballos fell into deep self-doubt: Is it true that he is not as good as Fang Jue?

　　 Fang Jue nodded in satisfaction. He just took over the team and faced the game the next day. Time is too short. He is full of talents, but he has no time to change anything, but he can...

　　……

　　 The door of the home team's locker room was pushed open, and Ibiza's players rushed out with blushing eyes, just to see the visiting team players also come out.

what happened?

　　 Why are the eyes of the Ibiza guys looking so fierce?

　　 Under the leadership of Captain Dineto, the starting players quickly walked towards the player's corridor.

　　 Clement also rushed forward.

　　 "What are you doing?" Fang Jue stopped him.

　　 "I, I want..."

　　 "Go to the bench!" Fang Jue said coldly, looking disgusted.

　　 This made Clemente look sad and angry. He hated himself. Why didn't he perform well to win the coach's favor and attention? Why? ! why? !

　　 He hates himself, he has blood, and he has nowhere to return!

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