greenfield legend

Chapter 145 The Cunning Coach Dong
"That's right, it's called Dongfang Rang."

Uncle Tian looked up at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance, and sighed long and hard: "At that time, it was Qi Yun's most glorious period. Under the leadership of Dongfang Rang, the team with mediocre results unexpectedly underwent a transformation. They won the league championship and cup championship for two consecutive years, and set a record of 35 unbeaten league games at home that other teams can't match!"

Damn, the old man was still such a fierce man back then! !Xiao Xiao gasped after hearing what Old Man Tian said.

"At that time, it was a kind of happiness to be a Qiyun team fan. It was also because of the Qiyun team's outstanding performance at that time that it attracted a large number of fans. But now, how many loyal fans are there... Hey!"

Uncle Tian's wrinkled old face showed a bit of sadness: "I don't know when I will see Qi Yun get better again...Young man, you have to work hard! I am very optimistic that you can lead Qi Yun to create glory again!!"

I?Uncle, you made a mistake!Where do I have such great ability...

Well, to be honest, I came to Qiyun to make soy sauce!Xiao Xiao looked at Old Man Tian staring at him full of tenderness and hope, and immediately got goosebumps all over his body. He didn't have such great ambitions to bring Qi Yun back to the glorious era that could not be copied back then!Moreover, in the current state, he does not have the ability to complete this five-star difficulty task!

Xiao Xiao's idea is very simple, it is enough to kick his own ball well!Others, let's play! !
But Old Man Tian couldn't understand the huge generation gap between him and Xiao Xiao for decades. He even patted Xiao Xiao's shoulder affectionately to show encouragement: "Well, young man, I know you think so too!! Otherwise, why would you think of coming to practice during the holidays!! Work hard, young man, one day you will succeed..."

Wait, what a success! !Xiao Xiao felt a little dizzy.

What's going on here, why does it seem that leading the Qiyun team back to the pinnacle of honor has become his ultimate task?But my ultimate mission is to land on Liucai Island, and have a happy reunion with Jiayi, who is thousands of miles away! !

Looking at Old Man Tian who returned to the gatekeeper's hut with a gratifying smile on his face, Xiao Xiao shook his head silently.

Others, he understands the old man's mood!However, it is better to let other people do such a glorious and arduous task of recruiting the Qiyun team!

And what about myself?Well, continue to make soy sauce! !
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After a day off, everyone returned to the team for training on Tuesday.

This time the training camp was closed, and the club did not allow any fans or reporters to watch the training.

In the quiet training ground, covered with dark clouds, Dong Wen was once again giving stern and educational lectures to his group of disciples who were already too muddy to be muddy.

"If you lost the last game, you can't just count it like this. You must always remember that what you lost is not only the game, but also the club's history and honor accumulated over the years. They have all faded and been shamed because of your poor game results!" Dong Wenzheng's voice was not loud, but with the dignity he had accumulated over the past ten years of coaching the club, he was still very calm.

It's a pity that these are all superficial. The Qiyun team players who were being taught pretended to lower their heads to avoid Dong Wenzheng's constant glances at them. The rest of their faces still didn't care about Dong Wenzheng's words.

"Regardless of the strength of our team, you must remember that you are wearing a glorious and great jersey. Wearing it, you represent the club and the honor passed down by the club. Therefore, you also need to fight for the honor of the team." Dong Wenzheng said seriously: "But now, what does your performance look like? Can it be worse?"

Xiao Xiao pursed his lips. In fact, he pretended to be listening to Dong Wenzheng's lecture seriously, but in his heart he was not.

He has listened to this kind of lecture several times, and the pattern is the same every time, even the pauses of punctuation marks have not changed!Xiao Xiao is very entangled in his heart, can your lectures be worse, head coach?Can these words wake up those teammates who have completely lost their fighting spirit and desire to win?It's so stupid and naive!

"Okay, there are so many lessons, how to do it is up to you!" Dong Wenzheng sighed, and he also knew that such lectures would have no effect, but he could only do some things according to the procedure.

Everyone knows that the best way to stimulate team morale is to spend a lot of money to buy a few heavyweight players to ensure that the team's spirit will immediately "swish" up, but is this realistic?Obviously unrealistic, the boss is stingy! !

"The next step is to talk about the next game." Dong Wenzheng took out a piece of paper full of words from his pocket, looked at it and said, "We will still play at home next week, and the opponent is the Hercules Club. The strength of the opponent is not very strong, so we must win this game at home, you know?"

"I know!" The voices of the players' answers were very neat, but they were still a little weak.

Dong Wenzheng nodded, and then talked about some tactical issues.

Probably because of Xiao Xiao's outstanding performance in the last match, Dong Wen unexpectedly made a rare adjustment to the tactical formation before facing Hercules Club.He changed the original 433 formation into a 343 formation, with three main defenders and four midfielders lined up.And Xiao Xiao, as a wide player in the midfield, plays the position of full-back.

From a full-back to a winger, the position has been adjusted forward.Although he has not been able to play his favorite forward position, Xiao Xiao is still very satisfied with being able to start two consecutive games as a rookie.

Maybe after playing a few more games, my position will continue to move forward, and then I will accidentally move to the forward position!Well, yes, anything is possible!Xiao Xiao opened his mouth and laughed, looking excited.

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But different from Xiao Xiao's happiness, Dong Ping was not satisfied with his father Dong Wenzheng's arrangement after training.

Driving the car, he couldn't help but asked Dong Wenzheng who was sitting next to him: "Old man, Ah Xiao played so well in the last game, why didn't he just play him as a striker. If he plays as a striker, he will definitely be a much bigger threat than that guy Lei Qianyi. Seeing Lei Qianyi's performance in the striker position is simply a disaster. I think he is better as a winger!"

"I have considered this issue, but after all, the meaning above is to regard Lei Qianyi as the core, and the team will formulate tactics around him. If you rashly pull him back to play as a winger, many people may be unhappy!"

Dong Wenzheng revealed a sly smile and lowered his voice, "I'll follow their advice and put Lei Qianyi on top. When Lei Qianyi doesn't perform well as a striker, I can have an excuse to pull him back to the wing..."

"Fuck, old man, you are going to use the team's results as an experiment! It's not kind... Besides, this is not your usual practice! Tell me, old man, have you received black money from other clubs?" Dong Ping frowned, puzzled by the behavior of an old man who is so loyal to the club.

"Bah! You old man, I still need to collect black money. If I don't want to do it, I would have quit."

Dong Wen was lighting a cigarette, took a leisurely puff, then slowly exhaled a smoke ring, then glanced at Dong Ping who was driving: "I just suddenly thought that if you want to break, then stand up!"

"You think I don't know that Lei Qianyi is not suitable for playing forward. I followed the management's instructions just to slap the management in the face. In a few more games, when Lei Qianyi doesn't play, they will realize their mistake, understand?"

"Hey, old man, don't play with fire and set yourself on fire! When the team's performance continues to decline, your job will be lost!" Dong Ping shrugged: "Also, if you don't win the next game, I heard from Qingyun that the fans will start making trouble!"

"Troubleshooting?" Dong Wenzheng nodded, but instead showed a strange smile: "Yeah, it's time to make trouble too!!"

Dong Wen looked at his old man's apotheosis all day long, and asked in amazement: "Old man, you are not stupid, it's the fans who are preparing to make trouble! You are still in the mood to laugh..."

"That boy Ayun heard the news at the Mimeng Bar?!" Dong Wenzheng glanced at Dong Ping, who was full of faces, and smiled coldly: "If it is, then it is right. Tell you the truth, boy, it was all planned by you and me!!"

"Planning fans to cause trouble?" Dong Ping felt that his IQ was not enough. What happened to the old man?Are you making a movie today?The bridge section is not only tortuous but also bizarre!
"That's right, it's me!" Dong Wenzheng put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray on the car: "If you don't put some pressure on the top management, how can they do anything! So I took advantage of Lei Qianyi's striker and when the team's performance was not satisfactory, I just gave the top management a big gift...Hey, brat, what kind of eyes are you looking at your father and me?"

"Damn, old man, I feel like you are the ultimate villain in the movie." Dong Ping shook his body after listening to Dong Wenzheng's words: "But it's all good, don't play with fire and set yourself on fire. If you let the club management know that you are playing such a shocking drama behind your back, your honor and reputation will be completely destroyed in the future!"

"Hey! But what can I do?" Dong Wenzheng withdrew his smile and lowered his face: "If we don't give some strong medicine, can those bastards in the club wake up? They are planning to destroy the club now!"

Shaking his head, Dong Wen is turning sideways, looking at the scenery flashing by the side of the road, his angry face is full of loneliness! !
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