How to Lead a Talented Team

The room-temperature milk in the cup seemed to heat up extremely quickly at this moment, and He Yuzheng couldn't hold it. Under Jiang Fang's warm gaze, he could only pick up the cup and drink up the glass of milk in silence.

"Why did you lie to me?" As soon as the last drop of milk was sucked into his lips, He Yuzheng raised his head and looked straight at Jiang Fang.

Now that we clinked glasses with him and drank milk, we should ignore him... He Yuzheng thought, but he was still unhappy, the pure milk felt a little sour after entering the stomach.

"I didn't think about it at the time."

"Why didn't you think about it? Because you think I'm unreliable? Is it more reassuring to sign a contract with my dad?" He Yuzheng could only think of this reason.

Jiang Fang shook his head: "Before... there was no reason to continue playing football, but now there is."

"What reason?" He Yuzheng asked desperately.

Jiang Fang looked at him silently, his eyes were deep and quiet, and he said after a while: "Can I tell you later?"

He Yuzheng's eyes sparkled, and his lips pursed: "Say it or not, I won't believe you." After speaking, he walked away.

After the celebration banquet, some players had a second party. The second party was more enjoyable and they all participated voluntarily. Jiang Fang drove back to the sports center with a few younger players.

"The bus has already left, and the assistant teacher's business car can't hold eight people." At the entrance of the hotel late at night, the team members who smelled of alcohol found that the group of young and old who left first had no car.

"Let's take a taxi, I'll take a taxi." A 19-year-old substitute central defender staggered and took out his mobile phone, trying to find the taxi app on the phone screen with wide eyes.

"Ah! I didn't go!" Zhongwei slapped his head after searching for a long time, and laughed silly.

At this time, a familiar Bentley Mulsanne slowly drove up from the parking space at the main entrance of the hotel, and stopped in front of them. The rear window was quickly lowered, revealing a more familiar white and tender face.

"Get in my car if you can't fit in it." He Yuzheng saw this group of people standing in front of a black commercial vehicle in a dilemma from a distance, so he asked Miao An to drive the car over and take it back for them along the way.

The six people who reacted quickly got into the assistant teacher's car within ten seconds. Just kidding, they all smelled of alcohol, if they couldn't help but vomit on the prince's luxury car, what compensation would they get?Drunk is drunk, but the brain is still sober on such a big matter.

The remaining two had to sit with the prince. The 19-year-old central defender suddenly sobered up and took the co-pilot for the first time. He Yuzheng opened the door of the back seat and looked at Jiang Fang who was standing alone outside the door: "Come in."

Jiang Fang sat next to He Yuzheng in silence. The back seat of the Bentley Mulsanne is spacious enough, and the distance between them is so far that they can even pass a ball for fun.

From the hotel to the sports center, the car was silent from beginning to end. As soon as the car arrived in front of the football team's dormitory building, the 19-year-old central defender immediately turned around to thank He Yuzheng, and got out of the car quickly.

He Yuzheng suddenly thought of the scene he saw when he came to the dormitory last time, and when Jiang put down the car and put one foot on the ground, he said, "Are those people still coming to trouble you?"

"Not coming." Jiang Fang paused and replied.

"Which floor do you live on?" He Yuzheng asked again.

"302."

"The facilities on the fifth floor are better... Are there any vacant rooms..." He Yuzheng muttered with a frown. At this time, Jiang Fang had already got out of the car. Miao An started the car. Still can't say goodbye.

Jiang Fang stood by the side of the road and waited until the tail lights of the car were completely out of sight before turning back to the building.

After winning the game, Su Feng gave the players two days off, and continued training on the third day. Jiang Fang and Qi He also had time to go to school.

Jiang Fang, who turned out to be born, has completely become the rookie king that everyone talks about in the football circle. This phenomenon is especially obvious in Shenghe International, especially when he appears in the school cafeteria.

"Jiang Fang, sign a football for me, and I'll give it to a friend." Boy A from the foreign class rushed towards Jiang Fang holding the football and the signature, especially not seeing anyone outside.

"Don't sign." He Yuzheng stopped in front of Jiang Fang, and looked at the boys who were staring at Jiang Fang as if they were ten: "It's only the first game of the league and you ask people to sign? At least wait until you win the top scorer or the championship."

"What's your business? I asked Jiang to sign but not you." The boy rolled his eyes and didn't pay attention to He Yuzheng at all. The students who can enter Shenghe International to study are not from rich families. Even expensive, these students are also princes and princesses in their families, and they are used to being arrogant.

"Just don't let him, he is my team member, so he has to listen to me." He Yuzheng raised his eyebrows, turned his head and stared at Jiang Fang brightly: "Do you listen to me?"

"Listen." Jiang Fang's answer was dry but smooth.

After getting Jiang Fang's answer, He Yuzheng was like a little dog who had won a fight at the entrance of the village, and when he went to order food, he always looked proud with his tail cocked.

"Now that you have just played for the team, after playing a few more games to accumulate word of mouth, you will not be made a fuss about signing and running fan clubs." At the dinner table, He Yuzheng talked about his plans.

Jiang Fang nodded to eat, he didn't care about this aspect at all, and now his focus is entirely on training.

Jiang Fang received a yellow card in the first game and was called for two fouls. Both the coach and himself expected it. He played wild football without rules for two years. His body memory is far higher than his brain's judgment. Not overturning the opponent's players in the first game is already a very ideal result.

"Others are free to train! Jiang Fang, come here!" When Jiang Fang subconsciously dribbled the ball and knocked down the defender, Su Feng threw his whistle directly: "You like playing cards so much? Are you going to fill up a set on the field and come back with me?" Playing poker, right?!"

Jiang Fang trotted over, listened quietly to the reprimand, and waited until Su Feng had scolded enough before saying in a deep breath, "Sorry."

"Five of you come here! Guard him for me!" Su Feng pointed to a few substitutes and players from Team B on the sidelines, glared at Jiang Fang and said, "This goal belongs to you. This morning, under the marking of the five of them Give me 30 entries, and if one person falls down, it will be considered a disqualification, do you hear me?!"

Jiang Fang nodded, and the five defenders were already in position, gearing up and waiting for Jiang Fang to break through them. At first, Jiang Fang used his brain to lob and even kick the world wave from a distance, but after scoring seven goals, the whole team People entered a state of high concentration, and the defense was so close and tight that he had no time to think, "Bang!" Jiang Fang knocked down a striker heavily and shot a goal in the penalty area.

"Calculate from the beginning!" Su Feng stared at the forward who fell and rolled three times in a row, and shouted at Jiang Fang out of anger.

Jiang Fang turned around and walked out of the restricted area, sweating profusely and started breaking through the human wall again.

"Coach Su." Qi He walked up to Su Feng with a drinking cup without knowing it, and Su Feng glanced at him: "Why, you want to go up to guard against him?"

Qi He shook his head: "That's not necessary, but I have an idea, which should be better than these five people defending him."

"What way?" Su Feng was suspicious.

Qi He looked at He Yuzheng who was sitting on the sidelines and playing games very hard.

"Stop, stop!" Five minutes later, Su Feng walked onto the field and waved to the five people: "Train yourself."

Jiang Fangku gasped and stopped to look at Su Feng.

"Go and replenish some energy, there will be a special training later, follow me to the small training ground." Su Feng said.

There is usually no one training in the small training ground, except for a single player who wants to do special training and come here to clean up.When Jiang Fang arrived at the small training ground with his water cup and Su Feng, he suddenly found a person standing in the middle of the training ground. He Yuzheng had already put on his jersey, socks and shoes, and his skin was white and fragile under the orange-black jersey.

Jiang Fang faltered, and turned his head to look at Su Feng in bewilderment.

"What are you looking at? This is called prescribing the right medicine. Let's see if you dare to bump into the prince. If you damage it, you will pay for it." Su Feng said with a smile. The method proposed by Qi He sounds outrageous at first glance, but when you think about it, there is still more to it. That makes sense, anyway, a dead horse is a living horse doctor, and he will try all kinds of methods.

"You hit it lightly..." He Yuzheng looked timidly at Jiang Fang who came to him, and touched the wrist guard he had just put on. If he could not help him get rid of his bad habits, he would He won't be pulled by Su Feng as a meat shield.

"It's easy to pass him, isn't it? Getting fifty is not a problem, is it? Xiaohe, your purpose is to stop him, and you can foul him any way you want? Do you two understand?" Shi Shiran walked to the scene after Su Feng issued the order On the side, let's start watching a good show.

He Yuzheng took a step forward and opened his hands uncomfortably. Jiang Fang closed his eyes and focused on the ball. He tapped his toes lightly, and the football was immediately kicked to He Yuzheng's side. Jiang Fang directly He passed He Yuzheng and scored easily without even touching He Yuzheng's clothes.

"Hey! Xiaohe, just guard against him like this! Then he can enter a hundred in half an hour for you to see!" Su Feng roared anxiously with a pale face.

He Yuzheng was still in a daze. He only saw Jiang placed in front of him to form a phantom, and then a small wind blew behind him, and the ball went in.

Jiang Fang walked up to He Yuzheng with the ball again. Before Jiang Fang was ready, He Yuzheng suddenly grabbed Jiang Fang's clothes and stared at him, as if he was going to be bloodbathed for the first time. shame.

"Oh, that's right! That's the way it is!" Su Feng said cheerfully.

Jiang Fang felt a little helpless in his eyes, he pursed his lips tightly, his upper body was tied by He Yuzheng, he could only look for opportunities in his legs, when He Yuzheng raised his legs to try to kick the ball away, he sharply pushed the ball through He Yuzheng's crotch and passed He Yuzheng. Yuzheng, the ball slowly rolled into the goal.

He Yuzheng stared at the football rolling under his crotch, his face redder than the spring sun.

"Xiaohe, keep working hard! We are not far from victory!" Su Feng felt that he had seen the dawn, and Jiang Fang was worried about kicking the young master's crotch, so he gently scored the goal!

He Yu watched Jiang Fang come back in a rage, the shame of Jiang Fang scoring two goals in a row and the aggressiveness of being provoked rushed to the top of his head. Before Jiang Fang could stand still, he hugged Jiang Fang. Jiang Fang was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he grabbed He Yuzheng with one hand and ran towards the ball with him, scoring the goal effortlessly.

"Frustrated..." He Yuzheng looked back at the ball that hit the net, and said dejectedly. After a pause, he looked up at Jiang Fang: "Am I very light?"

Jiang Fang nodded honestly.

"Then you can seriously pass me once, okay? Don't wear your crotch and don't hug me and run, just like in the game, treat me as the opponent's player." He Yuzheng wanted to regain his shattered self-confidence, always I feel that Jiang Fang didn't take the kick seriously.

Jiang Fang blinked, stepped back and touched the ball, and accepted He Yuzheng's proposal.

The distance between the two was less than three meters. He Yuzheng stared at Jiang Fang with open arms, and Jiang Fang also focused on He Yuzheng who was leaning over slightly. The next second, Jiang Fang quickly took the ball and ran forward. Arriving in front of He Yuzheng, He Yuzheng grabbed Jiang Fang who was running fast, but his feet were unstable because he couldn't hold him back. Before He Yuzheng fell down, he saw Jiang put down his consciousness and light up his shoulder and wanted to hit himself hard , covering his face in despair, waiting for the fall and impact to come at the same time.

But nothing came, He Yuzheng heard a "bang", He Yuzheng was sure that he fell down, but it didn't hurt anywhere.

Could it be that he fell too hard and became numb?He Yuzheng slowly let go of the hand covering his face. He was indeed lying on the turf, but there was a river between him and the turf.

Jiang Fang hugged He Yuzheng tightly, breathing in pain. After realizing that he was about to hit He Yuzheng, he quickly retracted his strength, pulled the person who was about to hit the ground into his arms, and followed the inertia It rolled heavily on the ground twice.

The hearts of the two collided fiercely, He Yuzheng raised half of his body, and looked at Jiang Fang nervously: "Are you okay?"

Jiang Fang gritted his teeth and shook his head, pulled He Yuzheng away and sat up.

"Crack, crack, crack," Su Feng walked over clapping, "Not bad, not bad, learning to flop, this is also a way."

Jiang Fang pursed his lips and remained silent, with an irritable expression on his face. He stood up and said, "Can't I practice with the team members?"

"No, look, it's only been less than 10 minutes, you're improving so fast! You have to practice with the prince! That way you won't dare to bump into others!" Su Feng sternly refused.

"Then I'm tired too..." He Yuzheng muttered after noticing Jiang Fang's impatience and resistance to the training sensitively.

"Master, you promised me this. It's not good to go back and forth! I'm going to A training first, you practice slowly!" Su Feng left the small training ground with the two of them dangling after speaking.

After Su Feng left, the small training ground was quiet for a while, no one spoke, the two walked back to the field after the break, and He Yuzheng stood in front of Jiang Fang with drooping eyebrows.

"I'm not aiming at you." Jiang Fang said suddenly, his voice lowered: "I'm afraid I will hurt you if I hit you."