The Midfield Master

Barcelona, ​​a charming city in Spain, you can see a few people gather together for a happy football while standing on a street!

Spanish club!

Scholes stood in the chairman's office in a suit, and in front of him was a mess of documents, all secret documents about La Liga.

Hertz pushed his glasses and asked, "You didn't study Real Betis's tactics, but came to me instead?"

Scholes said in a deep voice: "Chairman Hertz, I have coached the Spaniard for five years. Although the Spaniard has succeeded in relegation every time in the past five years, I also know the drawbacks. Players and stars are almost in the transfer period. They are not willing to join our club."

"So? Scholes, do you want to resign?"

Hertz put down the job at hand, Scholes is an excellent coach, without him, the Spaniard would have retired from the La Liga stage.

"No! Chairman Hertz, I hope you can persuade shareholders to agree to a condition, otherwise I can only submit a letter of resignation."

Hertz's expression sank, and he asked in a low voice: "Is it because of Balkh? He is a bug. If it weren't for his father's prestige in world football, I would have eliminated him from the top of the Spanish."

"No! It's not because of Balkh, President Hertz!" Scholes said quickly: "Our Spanish team has a lot of internal conflicts, and the level of players is also very different from other teams! I want to be in La Liga. It's already hard to keep a firm footing!"

Hertz asked: "Aren't we signing up? You told me that Huang Yifei can definitely lead the team to relegation, so I persuaded other shareholders to agree to Huang Yifei's joining the club."

Scholes said in a deep voice: "Huang can indeed bring great changes to the Spaniards, but you also know that football is an 11-man game after all. Apart from Coutinho who can be called a star, other People are afraid that it is difficult to have any dazzling performance on the court."

"Do you still want to introduce players?"

"Less than ten days before the end of the summer transfer window."

"Scholes!"

Hertz looked very serious and said: "There is a problem with the club's operations, you know! Otherwise I would not choose Huang Yifei who has been suspended for ten years as the team's trump card!"

"No! Chairman Hertz, I think you misunderstood what I meant!"

what?

Misunderstanding what you mean?

Hertz found it strange that he had been in the business world for more than ten years, and he had already thoroughly understood the art of speech.

Scholes relayed Huang Yifei's thoughts to Chairman Hertz, after which Hertz's mouth was never closed.

The players mentioned by Scholes are the leaders of the era, no weaker than the current peerless double pride, and there is also a leading player like Huang Yifei in charge of the audience. What will the Spaniard in the future look like, he is very difficult. Imagine, I dare not imagine.

For a long time, Hertz rubbed his temples, and the amount of information was too great. He asked in a deep voice: "Scholes, I am the chairman of the club, so everything must be viewed from the perspective of the club. The players you mentioned are very good. Excellent, but after all, they are all characters who have been away from football for a few years. Can you guarantee that they are still capable of playing the game? And their qualifications..."

"You can rest assured! Someone will solve it. The problem now is whether you can persuade other shareholders to leave them a seat in the Spanish club."

Hertz held the list of players, his hands trembling, too rich!

"Don't worry! I will settle the high-level side! Scholes, I promised your terms. You must lead the team to victory in the next game, otherwise you will know the consequences if you are relegated."

Scholes bowed to Hertz and said, "I have confidence!"

Coutinho and Wu Lei sitting on the bench in the dressing room of the Spaniard player, exchanging something.

"Cooper, how did I play today in the training match?"

"Well! It's barely possible to start!"

Wu Lei was secretly pleased. He has spent most of his time sitting on the bench since joining the Spaniard. Hearing Coutinho, the Spanish star, said that he could start, then he has a great chance of being the right side in the next game. The striker played.

"Coug, if we lose the game with Real Betis, will we be demoted?"

Compared to Wu Lei's frustration, Coutinho is a little cold, his heart is no longer in La Liga, the same five leagues, the Premier League is more suitable for his development.

La Liga, Premier League, French Ligue, Serie A, Bundesliga!

Wu Lei was originally a superstar in the Chinese Super League, but for his own development, he gave up his domestic honor and high salary and turned to the La Liga arena, hoping to compete with a lot of stars!

But he did not expect that he had only joined the Spaniard for less than a season, and the Spaniard was in an unprecedented crisis of relegation!

Coutinho wiped his sweat and said: "Brother Huang is here, it is difficult for the Spaniards to relegated to the second division team!"

Wu Sanshi asked with a little skepticism: "Brother Huang has been away from football for six years. The reform of football is very big. I am afraid he will not adapt to the current football rhythm and tactics. After all, Brother Huang is my idol. I don't want him to be taken down. For the laughingstock of others."

"Wu Lei! Coutinho! You two come to the coaching room, the coach is looking for you!"

A voice came from the door of the dressing room.

Coutinho, who had just rested for a few minutes, stood up, put on his clothes and walked out of the locker room.

Wu Lei also put on clean clothes and went to the coaching room.

In the coaching room, Scholes used a blackboard and oil pen to draw the player positions for the next game and the specific tactics for playing.

Coutinho's name appeared in the forward position, which shocked him a little bit.

You know that Coutinho has been playing in midfield for three or four years, and he is getting more and more skilled. Isn't the coach joking?

Wu Sanshi asked in a deep voice: "Coach, Coco plays forward, who will organize the attack and defense in the midfield?"

Scholes smiled, "Wu Lei, the next game is about the life and death of our Spaniards. Once we lose, then we are firmly seated in the relegation zone. So our only tactic in the next game is to attack. Coutinho's footwork is very precise, he will play the left wing, which is very suitable for you to run and score!"

"what?"

Wu Lei was a little shocked, what did Scholes just say?

Ask yourself to attack?

"Coach! Don't we have Brother Huang? He is more suitable to play center than me, isn't he?"

Scholes smiled and shook his head. After introducing his tactics to Wu Lei and Coutinho, he hurriedly left the club.

He has one more important thing to deal with before the game!