How to Lead a Talented Team

Bian Rou discovered that He Yuzheng has changed a lot recently. He used to stay at the company even if there were no meetings or social gatherings, but these days he only shows up when there is something to do, and he solves it very quickly, with always a smile on his face. Some faint smiles.

"My dad will go to the dinner party, so I won't participate." He Yuzheng handed the computer back to Bianrou: "You get off work, I have private matters tonight."

"Mr. He." Bian Rou looked inquiringly: "Have you ... fallen in love recently?"

He Yuzheng got up, only raised his eyebrows at Bianrou, went to Bianrou, took his coat and walked out the door.

This is the acquiescence, Bian Rou stood there watching He Yuzheng leave the office, took out the phone accompanied by hesitation, but after a while, she still dialed the number of He Yuzheng's mother.

He Yuzheng made an appointment to go to the sports center to meet Jiang Fang. Although the new season is almost a month away, Jiang Fang has hardly suspended training. Apart from his own training, he is also helping his teammates. He is one of the few in China to go abroad For players who have studied abroad, although they are familiar with the mature football system and training methods in foreign countries, they have not actually played in combat after all, and they are still far behind.

Su Feng has already retired, and now the coach of Shenghe FC is Wang Min, the captain of Jiang Fang back then. Wang Min almost regards Jiang Fang as his assistant coach, and asks him about everything, so Jiang Fang can hardly get away these days .

"Do you get the coach's annual salary or I get it?" Jiang Fang jokingly asked Wang Min as he came down from the stadium.

Wang Min was brazenly jotting down something in his notebook, without raising his head: "At least it's your old captain, and you've successfully studied abroad, why do you want to help your brother?"

Jiang Fang had nothing to do with Wang Min, so he sat next to him and said, "No. 32 is a good midfielder. Unlike before, there is no shortage of good forwards. What is lacking is a midfielder. Last year, Spain's world-class midfielder One transfer, the transfer fee is on par with the best striker in the world."

Wang Min looked towards the stadium. The number 32 that Jiang Fang mentioned was a kid from Team B. He was 20 years old and short and small.

Jiang Fang waved to No. 32: "Wang Di, come here!"

When Wang Di heard that it was Jiang Fang calling him, he threw the ball nervously and ran at the same pace. Jiang Fang is a mythical existence to their generation of youth players. When he learned that Jiang Fang returned to Shenghe to play football A group of them were so excited that they jumped off the building in the dormitory.

Recently, he got up early and left late every day, just to train with Jiang Fang.

"Coach, Brother Fang." Wang Di ran up to them, with his head down, clutching his shorts tightly, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

"Don't be nervous, brother Fang said you are a good midfielder and asked you to come and chat." Wang Min laughed.

Wang Di looked at Jiang Fang suddenly, with extreme excitement and happiness in his eyes, his mouth opened and closed but he didn't know what to say.

"Just now we played very well in the training game. Those few retreats were very thoughtful, and they thought about passing the ball to teammates very comprehensively." Jiang Fangdao, he rarely sees midfield awareness in such a young player. Players and even defenders will think about scoring goals. After all, scoring is the biggest bonus to the player himself.

Wang Di blushed and nodded again and again: "Thank you Brother Fang for your approval."

"However, sometimes you are too cautious. The second ball you make for your teammate can be dribbled first by yourself. It's okay to wait until the penalty area and then pass it to your teammate. Are you worried that your speed is not fast enough to be caught up by the opponent?" Jiang Let me ask.

Wang Di shook his head: "No, because my striker on the left is very good at hitting the goal at that angle, so I found the best time to pass to him, but..."

"But you didn't expect to miss the shot after passing it to him, did you?"

Wang Di nodded.

"Well, because you know that your opponent also knows that the opponent will be nervous when they see him standing in that position, and they will stop him and steal him the moment you pass the ball." Jiang Fang looked at Wang Di: " It’s good to be thoughtful, but timing is the most important thing on the court, understand?”

Wang Di nodded seriously: "I will remember."

Jiang Fang smiled at him: "Don't be so serious, you are already very good, but a good midfielder is often more difficult to cultivate than a good forward and defender. You must have the sensitive sense of the forward and the strict defense of the defender. , but I think you can."

Wang Di's eyes widened, his eyes were almost red, Wang Min stood up: "Okay! Don't be moved, go to training quickly, and you will come to the training of the first team in the future, you know?"

Wang Di gasped. He stayed in the B team for a year. His original plan was to try to get into the first team within three years. Didn't he think that he would be able to participate in the training of the first team now? !He shouted yes and ran back to the court excitedly, returning to training with enthusiasm.

"In the future, if it's not the midfield master, you'll be the one to blame. If you mention the first team from the B team, you have to report to the top. I'm going to cut it first and then play it." Wang Min said.

"It's fine if I know." He Yuzheng's voice sounded at the entrance. He had stood here for a while, heard what Jiang Fang said to the midfielder, and believed Jiang Fang's judgment unconditionally.

"Yo! Mr. He!" Wang Min and He Yuzheng hadn't seen each other for a long time, and hurried over to hug him. Jiang Fang followed behind, looking brightly at He Yuzheng who was being embraced by Wang Min, who couldn't refuse. When it was almost time, he went forward and pulled He Yuzheng out of Wang Min's arms: "We're leaving, you can continue to watch the training."

Jiang Fang held He Yuzheng's hand and walked out. It was already night, and the floodlights illuminated the training ground as bright as day, but it was dark under the lights. each other's warmth.

"In the sports center, is it like this..." He Yuzheng was even more reluctant than Jiang Fang. He was paying attention to whether anyone was coming or watching, with his hands tucked into his sleeves. He was led by Jiang Fang.

"Well, go back to my dormitory." Jiang Fang didn't let go of He Yuzheng, but pulled him towards the dormitory building.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"I ordered a meal and went to the dormitory."

"Oh...Okay." He Yuzheng hasn't had this feeling of secret anticipation for a long, long time. The two of them leaned shoulder to shoulder, bumping into each other from time to time, and the ambiguity fermented all over the world in the winter night. Arriving at Jiang Fang's new dormitory, He Yuzheng was pushed against the door by Jiang Fang before he saw him.

"I knew you were lying to me..." He Yuzheng said obediently as Jiang Fang pinched his chin.

Jiang Fang's eyes darkened: "What's wrong with lying to you?"

He Yuzheng leaned forward and kissed the corner of Jiang Fang's mouth: "I pushed a very important dinner party, so I will do that with you?"

"Which one?" Jiang Fang smiled like a hooligan in his eyes.

He Yuzheng squinted his eyes: "You have really changed a lot in the past few years abroad."

Jiang Fang didn't speak, but put his hand into He Yuzheng's clothes, waiting for him to continue.

"It's fun abroad, you haven't participated in that kind of...party, have you?" He Yuzheng was so confused by Jiang Fang that he couldn't speak well, and his tone was breathy.

"No." Jiang Fang said in a low voice, and turned to answer He Yuzheng's question just now: "Sex with the number one striker in Asia. Love is more important than a business dinner, what do you think?"

He Yuzheng bit his lower lip, eyes sparkling, Jiang Fang's hand was touching his important part, knowing that he couldn't speak at this time, but deliberately asked back, he weakly stared at Jiang After putting it down, she leaned into his arms: "I want...to go to bed..."

Jiang Fang picked up He Yuzheng in response. He had been abstinent for nine years when his hormones were supposed to be at their peak. No matter how Jiang Fang thought about it, he felt it was a big loss, so now no one could stop him from tossing He Yuzheng. He Yuzheng is not broken, so he has to make up for every missing thing in the past nine years.

In the middle of the night, the cafeteria delivered the meals to Jiang Fang’s dormitory. He Yuzheng had already taken a shower and was too tired to move his hands. Jiang Fang fed him a spoonful of rice with a spoonful of vegetables. He Yuzheng stopped eating after half a bowl of rice. , Just about to go to bed, the phone rang.

The word "Mom" appeared on the screen of the mobile phone on the bedside table. Jiang Fang's eyes flashed, and he handed the mobile phone to He Yuzheng.

"Mom, what's the matter?" He Yuzheng tried hard to make his voice sound normal: "I'm in the sports center, um, work is relatively easy recently."

Over there, Ren Xiaoyue talked for a long time, and He Yuzheng was also silent for a long time: "Did Bianrou tell you? Well...I talked to him before, and you and Dad didn't object. Why is it suddenly like this now?"

The room was quiet for a long time, and finally He Yuzheng sighed: "Then I'll tell you when I go home tomorrow, it's getting late today, you go to bed early."

After He Yuzheng finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and Jiang put the food aside to pack up without saying a word.

"My mother knows that we are together again." He Yuzheng threw the phone off at the end of the bed: "She disagrees."

Jiang Fang's face was stiff. He didn't answer right away. Instead, he threw the garbage out of the door first, and then walked into the bedroom after washing his hands: "Is it your mother who misled you by taking pictures of me and Cui Shu?"

"At that time, she also thought it was like that..." He Yuzheng unconsciously defended her mother.

Jiang Fang shook his head: "Cui Shu said, I told your mother about this before I left."

He Yuzheng paused, and immediately turned cold: "You believe Cui Shu's words but don't believe mine?"

"That's not what it means." Jiang Fang said: "She was very proud to show off to your mother, saying that she not only kept getting money from the He family, but also got He Yuzheng's and boyfriend, she said , your mother questioned her, and found out that I agreed to her because I want to help you cure your illness."

"Cui Shu really has nothing to say to you." He Yuzheng was so jealous that he didn't want to hear what Cui Shu said to Jiang Fang, as long as he thought that the two had spent nearly nine years in the same city. It hurts all over, and I want to grind my teeth with hatred.

"He Yuzheng." Jiang Fang wanted to rub He Yuzheng's head to calm his emotions, but He Yuzheng avoided his touch, and said in a resentful but helpless tone: "You have been together for nine years. Memory that can't be interfered with, what else did she tell you? Do you remember everything so clearly?"