Bang bang bang.

The door was knocked.

Fernandez ignored it.

However, the knock on the door rang persistently.

"What's the matter?" Fernandez opened the door with a bad expression.

"Hello, room service!" The waiter said with a smile as he pushed the cart.

"No!" Fernandez closed the door in annoyance and hurriedly sat cross-legged. He wanted to start reciting the poem again. Yes, this was an extremely pious ceremony, and the whole program must be completed in one go.

Two minutes later: bang bang bang.

Fernandez pretended not to hear it and continued to recite it.

The knock on the door rang unceasingly.

"I said there is no need for room service." Fernandez opened the door angrily.

There was no one outside the door, and a card was stuffed into the crack of the door.

Pink card.

Mom sells a purchase!

Fernandez was angry. He didn't need it last night. At this time, he came to make trouble. He picked up the card in disappointment, put it in his pocket, patted it again, and confirmed it.

Fernandez had to recite the Psalm again from scratch. He had to increase his speech speed. The time was too short and he had to finish reciting it within ten minutes.

One minute later.

Bang bang bang.

Can't stand it anymore!

Fernandez's face turned red, he stood up in anger, and opened the door with rough movements.

"Sir, I'm sorry for disturbing you just now. This is the fruit we gave away for free!" The waiter said with a polite smile.

"No, no! I said, don't bother me again!"

Bang!

The waiter looked at the closed door and felt a little aggrieved. What a fuck, is there a mistake in the enthusiastic service?

Finally no one came to disturb me.

Fernandez took a deep breath and recited quickly.

Two minutes later.

Bang bang bang!

"I said don't bother me"

Assistant coach Kreske looked at the angry coach with a hideous expression and was startled, "Sir, the time is up, we must set off."

Then, the players of the Spanish B team who had been waiting for a long time saw their head coach angry and dark faces appear. The players who were still chatting enthusiastically immediately shut up. Although they didn't know what was wrong with the head coach, everyone was very smart and no one was willing to get into trouble.

The bus from Espanyol B team slowly drove away from the hotel. Fernandez turned his head irritably and looked, and saw the banner hanging on the hotel: Rebeto Holiday Hotel chain welcomes you!

Mom sells a purchase!

You must give advice to the club and change to another hotel!

...

You can already see Danny Jacques training base from afar.

Unlike Barcelona's highly alert Lamacia training base, the Spanish training base is located in the northeast corner of Barcelona, ​​without any warning to a car repair shop. Because it is close to the Liberian Sea, you can even feel the warmth from the Mediterranean Sea.

Although perhaps among the many teams in La Liga, Espanyol's Danny Jacques training base is smaller and cannot be compared with the same city rivals La Macia, this is enough to make the local buns from Ibiza sigh.

Among the twenty teams in the 3rd Group of the Spanish Second League where Ibiza is located, two teams are team B from the La Liga team. In addition to today's opponent Espanyol B, the other team is Villarreal B. Villarreal is more famous than Espanyol. This is a La Liga powerhouse and the Champions League semi-final team last season. However, Ibiza's first leg match with Villarreal B in the league was at Ibiza's home court, so the Ibiza's rustic buns have not seen what the training base of the Champions League semi-final team looks like.

“Their training base is so beautiful.”

"That's their office building, there are three of our big ones."

"We still have an office building, which has been sold long ago. What is the wealthy Chinese businessman going to build?"

"Corresort!"

"Yes, yes, it seems to be a club called ma-jiang, this name is so strange."

...

Fang Jue ignored the players' comments. He was reading a book with a serious look.

Some players looked at the coach and were praised by the intersection.

"The coach is so hardworking and is still studying."

"If I can't do it, I'll feel dizzy when I see the book."

"Haha, so do I, but to be honest, the coach really has strict requirements on himself."

"The success of the coach is inevitable. He is so talented and hardworking." Clement summarized the topic. "If we can also achieve the level of strictness in the coach's self-requirement, we will definitely succeed."

"Why are you interested in studying this book?" Sebalus asked after looking at it for a while.

"A friend of mine has a problem with this. I'll find out and see if there is anything that can help him." Fang Jue said with a look up and looked out the window, "Have you arrived?"

The book was closed and the title was: One hundred ways to make obsessive-compulsive patients go crazy.

"I look forward to thinking of meeting Mr. Fernandez in a while." Fang Jue said sincerely, "He is a good person and an honest person, but it's a pity..."

Forget it, let’s not say anything, Fang Jue shook his head with regret on his face.

...

Arrived at the visiting team's locker room, changed his equipment, came out to warm up, finished warming up, and returned to the locker room.

Fang Jue made the final arrangements for the players before the start of the game.

His speech can be summarized into three sentences.

Keep a good defense!

Wait for his signal!

Fight the ducks! Fuck them to death!

The players left the locker room one after another, and Fang Jue led his assistants and substitutes to the coach's seat first, and the players had to wait for the entry ceremony.

Yes, although it is just a game held at the standard football stadium of the training base, this is a serious Spanish League Two event. The entrance ceremony is a necessary ceremony, and the little caddie can't wait to wait.

As soon as Fang Jue walked out of the player corridor, he saw Mr. Pablo Fernandez, the former head coach of Ibiza and the current head coach of Espanyol B team, hugged his hands and walked along the sidelines, looking a little irritable.

Fang Jue's heart moved.

"Coach Fernandez." Fang Jue said hello loudly. He walked forward quickly, looking very excited, as if he had met an old lover who had not seen him for many years somewhere.

Fang Jue held Fernandez's hand hard,

"Hello, Fang." Fernandez looked at Fang Jue with surprise and sighing. When he learned that Fang Jue had become Ibiza's head coach, he was so surprised. Then he was glad for his decision to leave Ibiza. Alfonso actually chose the club's network administrator as a coach without any choice. This was an unheard of crazy move. Even if such a team would not go bankrupt, it would have no future.

It was sighing that this kid was really lucky. He actually won the first game in coaching Ibiza because Ibiza was the opponent of Espanyol B. Although he claimed to be very familiar with Ibiza, Fernandez, who was cautious in doing things, still watched the video of the game between Ibiza and Orewera. However, he didn't finish watching it because he couldn't watch it at all. What kind of thing was playing? It was simply unsightly. He was fast forward and watched Ibiza's two goals. Then, Fernandez was in a bad mood. Two goals were scored, but Clement, who shot, had never scored a goal except for an own goal. This luck was simply amazing! Why didn't such good luck come across when he coached Ibiza?

Now, Fernandez's most direct impression of Ibiza under Fang Jue's rule is:

What's the big deal? It's just shit!

The other party’s impression is:

I don’t know anything, I can’t know anything, and I’ll be lucky.

However, Fernandez still has a good impression of Fang Jue. He is a good guy. When the fans came to cause trouble, Fang Jue stepped forward to intercept the matter. Fernandez was still very moved.

So, he patted Fang Jue on the shoulder and encouraged him, "Congratulations on leading the team to win Orivera."

"Good luck." Fang Jue showed a embarrassed expression, then seemed to realize that he could not show his timidity in front of his opponent's coach, and he was forced to calm down. He shut up and said with a smile, "I hope today will be a wonderful game."

"Of course!" Fernandez said with a smile, shook hands and said goodbye to Fang Jue again.

He seemed to hear Fang Jue breathe a sigh of relief when he turned around and left.

Fernandez smiled pursed his lips, poor little guy... He was so scared before the game started.

Fernandez suddenly felt aroused, and he had new ideas and decisions about today's game.
Chapter completed!