The Glory of the Godfather

Chapter 648 This kid is really not good

Fang Jue originally planned to have a good chat with Xiao Luo.

After thinking about it, this didn't seem to be a good time, and finally chose to give up.

Ronaldo was playing in Brazil. Although Fang Jue frowned, he didn't say much.

Ronaldo is relatively honest in Birmingham, at least he can be called a ‘model player’ compared to when he was in Madrid and Milan.

As long as Ronaldo can be more honest after returning to the team and returning to Birmingham, he won't be too concerned about others.

As for Ronaldinho's current wave, Fang Jue would not even bother to wave with Pato's young man.

Anyway, the headache is AC Milan.

Ronaldinho's tossing harder, Allegri's attitude towards Ronaldinho will only get worse and the contradiction will only deepen.

If the couple don’t have conflicts, where does the old Wang next door get the chance?

...

CCTV, Sports Channel, "Football Night" studio.

"Guide Fang, welcome to "Football Night". This is your first time to participate in the recording of a domestic program."

Fang Jue's face couldn't hide his fatigue, and on the table in front of him was a cup of steaming tea.

Sitting next to him, Liu Jianhong looked at the special guest in front of him earnestly. He was amazed at Fang Jue's youth, and even more sighed at the glorious achievements of this compatriot in European football.

"Yes, the first time."

"We all know that you rarely attend events. It is a great honor for our entire program group to invite you." Liu Jianhong said.

"I am also honored to be able to participate in the recording of "Football Night"." Fang Jue said.

Liu Jianhong smiled and said: "If you can get your approval, we believe that this episode of the program will definitely have a huge audience rating. In fact, our program team prepared to invite you three years ago, just because of various coincidences until now. It’s an honor to invite you to the scene."

"In the past three years, your identity has been constantly changing."

"En? What status?" Fang Jue asked.

"Look, three and a half years ago, you were the coach of La Liga B. Three years ago, you were the coach of La Liga and Copa del Rey. Two years ago, you were the champion of La Liga and the UEFA Champions League. Coach, a year ago, you were the coach of the Premier League champion and the English League Cup champion. This change can be said to be a leaps and bounds." Liu Jianhong said.

Fang Jue laughed dumbly and shook his head disapprovingly and said: "The changes you mentioned are just the results of work. My identity has never changed. I am just an ordinary football coach."

Liu Jianhong sounded a little speechless, wondering if this guy was really humble or pretending to be...

But Fangjue makes people feel unobtrusive, because he is sincere.

...

"So, the achievements you have achieved over the years have not brought you any change?" Duan Xuan asked, who had been waiting and finally found a chance to interject.

"Of course there will be changes." Fang Jue replied without thinking.

Duan Xuan asked: "What are the changes?"

I thought about it for a while before replying, saying, "Actually, the changes are not particularly big. I just made some small achievements, which makes me look forward to the future even more."

Liu Jianhong: "..."

Duan Xuan: "..."

Can you still chat?

"Of course, there are still some sensations," Fang Jue said slowly.

"for example?"

"In the beginning, the European media reported that they would say ‘the Chinese coach’. Later, they said ‘the Chinese coach’, and then they said ‘the Chinese side’. Now, they only say ‘the coach Fang Jue’.”

"In the beginning, the media focused on my Chinese identity. Later, they began to pay attention to me and my team. When I wanted to come, it showed that they began to accept and recognize." Fang Jue looked serious, "I was there. , I am Chinese, some people like it, some people don’t, but they can’t ignore it! I have to applaud. The achievements I have achieved are what I am most proud of.”

Liu Jianhong and Duan Xuan were surprised. Obviously they didn't expect Fang Jue to be so high-profile, but, I have to say, these words were really exciting.

"Can you talk about the secret of your success?"

"The secret?" Fang Jue shook his head, "Perhaps it is to do things down-to-earth, set a small goal first, and then move forward step by step."

"What are your small goals?"

"For example, take a league championship first?" Fang Jue said with a smile.

There was silence for a while, followed by laughter and applause.

...

Liu Jianhong looked at Fang Jue in admiration. Only Fang Jue could say such things. Only at Fang Jue's level could he say such things.

"Then you hear the praise of the youngest champion coach in your usual life, the genius coach, won't you feel happy or proud in your heart?"

"There will definitely be happiness. Anyone will be happy when they hear compliments. There is pride, too. This is human nature." Fang Jue said with a slightly embarrassed smile, and then the conversation turned: "But, these pride and Pride only makes me more vigilant and reminds myself that past achievements are just the preface to the book of life. People are always advancing step by step. Every step in the future is the main body of the book."

Fang Jue paused and continued: "Actually, I occasionally look for critical comments."

"Why?" Duan Xuan asked.

Generally speaking, people are unwilling to understand and touch the criticisms. Even if they are successful like Ferguson, they will be furious when they see those criticisms, and even swear at reporters.

"Criticism is like a mirror." Fang Jue said with a smile, "Of course, sometimes, what we see is a distorted haha ​​mirror."

"for example?"

"That's what Mr. Tony Parker said." Fang Jue said with a smile.

...

"Do you have any expectations and goals for Aston Villa's results this year?"

"I rarely set goals hard. As long as the fans are satisfied at the end of the season, this is the best score for my work."

"Leave it to the fans? Fang instructs you as a pure coach to be admired."

"Where." Fang Jue waved his hand with a smile, "I'm just an ordinary and pure person."

"Then, as the best coach in Chinese football, do you have any valuable comments and suggestions for the current Chinese football?"

"Everyone is moving forward. If the pace of progress is slow, it means regressing." Fang Jue said lightly.

Domestic football is a minefield. He does not intend to touch it, let alone say anything.

In this interview, the CCTV Sports Channel actually invited him to sit on the court. At the same time, it was a business talk. Of course, it was mainly CCTV touting him.

As the No. 1 sports media in China, it has never been able to invite Fang Jue to be a guest. This is a major work mistake.

Therefore, as long as Fang Jue is willing to come, they can change into flowers and blow for three days and two nights.

Most importantly, this person has capital worth touting!

Not at all obtrusive.

For Fang Jue, his trip was like completing an irresistible entertainment, nothing more.

Three days later, Fang Jue, who had just celebrated his mother’s birthday in his hometown, received a call from the director of the "Football Night" column, telling him that this episode had created the highest ratings for "Football Night" in the past five years.

The other party's happy compliment was brought about by Fang Jue's super popularity.

Fang Jue was very humble on the phone, but in private, he believed it.

...

When Fang Jue returned to Birmingham, the team's international players in each national team had not yet returned.

On this day, he came to the training ground of the youth team to watch the training of the little guys.

The arrival of Fang Jue undoubtedly made these young people very excited.

"George, how is that kid?" Fang Jue asked.

As soon as he arrived at the training base, he noticed Kevin Lee on the court. No way, Asians who are taller and stronger than most European boys of the same age are very rare. This kid is very conspicuous in the crowd.

"We tried to make him play as a guard, as a midfielder, as a center." George Smith said.

"Oh, how?" Fang Jue asked expectantly.

"None." George Smith took a look at Fang Jue, and decided to tell the truth, "Boss, let me tell you the truth, this kid is really not good! His talent and ability are very poor, it is impossible..."

"That's it." Fang Jue looked at the slightly clumsy guy in the arena, thinking.

George Smith looked at Fang Jue eagerly. He hoped that Fang Jue would give up the big man and terminate the contract with him. At the worst, he would also take this kid away from the youth team.

This big man is not only very talented, but also has a very violent temper. After coming to the team for two to three months, he has had conflicts with several teammates.

"Then let him stay with you first." Fang Jue said. He saw George Smith's distressed expression and smiled. "If you observe for another month, if it still doesn't work, you call me."

"All right then." George Smith nodded helplessly.

After Fang Jue was busy with this day's work, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

After the national team match day has passed, Aston Villa's first game next is home to league leaders Chelsea.

Aston Villa is currently one point behind Chelsea in the league. The matchup between the first and second place in the league by one point is a real battle of Tianwangshan.

It's a battle worth six points.

Fang Jue paid special attention to this game.

In addition, this game has a hidden danger for Aston Villa ~www.wuxiaspot.com~.

When Shevchenko agreed to join Aston Villa, he reached a gentleman agreement with Aston Villa:

Shevchenko was guilty of Chelsea, he proposed to play Chelsea, he wanted to avoid, Fang Jue agreed.

Therefore, in this match against Chelsea, Shevchenko and Ronaldo, the current combination of fiery and stable goal output, will not be able to use.

What Fang Jue has been hesitating about is the offensive end, or the combination of partners on the front line.

Fang Jue was walking in the training base alone.

The moonlight is beautiful and quiet.

Bang bang bang.

There was a muffled sound in the distance, and Fang felt a little strange.

It's so late, who else is there?

(End of this chapter)