Fernandez was completely stunned.

He looked at the venue blankly.

He couldn't believe his eyes. In the few minutes he was "difficult" when his team actually lost another goal?!

Is it April Fool's Day today?

This Haohao gentleman thought of his interrupted "poetry chanting ceremony".

Sure enough, that's not a good sign.

Not far from the home team's coaching seat, Fernandez's young colleague raised his arms and cheered for the goal.

Fang Jue felt that his blood was burning.

I made two adjustments and two goals were born!

Fang Jue, you are so awesome!

This feeling of being a one-hand director seems to be in control of everything is simply wonderful!

His assistant Sebalus held him and shouted in his ear, "Fang, are you a god?"

Yes, I am!

Fang Jue said in his heart.

...

At the end of the first half, Ibiza unexpectedly led their opponent Espanyol B in the away game 2-0.

The Ibiza fans in front of the TV were so excited that even the most optimistic fans did not expect that they would lead 2-0 at the end of the first half.

"Fang! Fang! Fang!" In Alfonso's bare bare, Queros jumped to the table and howled.

His friends, Harvey and Blanco, were also full of excitement and shouted.

"square!"

"square!"

"square!"

Driven by them, the cheers in the bar slowly spread, starting from this corner, gradually resounding throughout the bar, and everyone was crazy about this Chinese.

"Who brings us hope!" Queros yelled.

"square!"

"Who brings victory!"

"square!"

Although the half-time game is not over yet, and although the 2-0 score is likely to be recovered, the fans of Ibiza have already let themselves go with excitement. They have not had such a good time since they were so happy. Other teams have always been ahead of them in half-time games. Today's situation is simply sweet and crazy.

...

The two consecutive goals were lost completely defeated the Spanish's fighting spirit.

Even the fifteen-minute halftime break did not help them recover.

After the second half of the game began, Ibiza reused the same trick and once again used their conservative tactics in the first half.

This also made the Spaniards who were trying to counterattack very helpless. Their attack seemed to hit the hard reef, splitting into pieces!

After several consecutive attacks failed, the morale of the Spaniards became even lower, and the kicks became worse and worse, and the chaos became more and more chaotic.

Under such circumstances, Fang Jue suppressed his desire to attack, and he firmly asked the whole team to defend with all his might.

So, in the last ten minutes of the game, this situation occurred: Espanyol's offense was weak and the scene was chaotic. However, Ibiza had no intention of suppressing it. They had only defense in their minds. At one point, Espanyol had only two or three players invested in the offense. However, Ibiza almost retreated and defended the half.

"This is the ugliest game I have ever commented on!" Fernando said in pain, "The chaotic Spaniard, the unpromising Ibiza!"

More than ten minutes later, the referee blew the whistle to the end of the game, and the Espanyol fans in the stands on the sidelines made a harsh boo.

Espanyol fans had a hundred reasons to be unsatisfied with the game because their team had a hundred reasons to win the game, but the result was that the visiting league deputy squad leader Ibiza took away three points in a slutty way.

Fernandez's expression was extremely frustrated. He still couldn't accept the score and could not accept such a game process.

He could not believe that he had lost to Fang Jue, a young man with no coaching experience or ability.

In addition, there is anger.

Ibisana's almost unfinished conservative tactics made this traditional Spanish coach unacceptable and even more disgusted.

Thinking that although Ibiza has been losing under his rule, the scene of playing is at least not ugly. The same player, now that he is under Fang Jue, plays so conservatively and ugly!

This made Fernandez very sad.

However, Fernandez is a good old man. The characteristic of a good old man is that even if he is angry, he will not hurt others.

...

so……

"Fang, your football philosophy is really..." Fernandez shook his head and said with a wry smile.

"Luck." Fang Jue shook hands with the other party sincerely, "You are playing much better than us, it's just our luck."

"I mean, your playing style..." Fernandez felt a good impression of the other party, and as a senior, he felt it was necessary to give Fang Jue some advice.

"I know, I know." Fang Jue's posture was very low, "But you also know the situation of the team. Score is more important than anything else. We actually played with the mentality of playing flat, but we didn't expect..."

Fernandez didn't say anything, patted Fang Jue's shoulder, turned around and left, he had nothing to say, the other party said so, what else could he say, and Fernandez felt a sense of shame, that such an Ibiza actually beat his Espanyol two goals...

"Mr. Fernandez." Fang Jue called out to Fernandez, who looked at him in surprise, wondering what he had to say.

"You are a good person." Fang Jue looked at the other party with sincere eyes, "I wish you good luck, good people will have good luck!"

The confused Mr. Fernandez regarded this as a blessing to himself, nodded and thanked him, turned and left.

What a humble and polite young man.

...

Fang Jue was surrounded by several reporters.

"Lucky?" Fang Jue shook his head, with a serious and confident expression on his face, "Of course not! We came to Barcelona with a winning attitude! We prepared a lot for this game, and it turned out that efforts will pay off."

"Kick conservatively? No, no! This is a tactical requirement. When facing a strong opponent, you have to learn to retract your fist before you can punch more powerfully!"

This made several reporters who were about to criticize him almost say nothing. They were about to organize a language to fire.

"Ibiza only won three games in the previous 18 games. After you took over the team, you won two consecutive victories, and the opponents were all top-ranked teams. What made Ibiza change so much?" asked Rebeto, a reporter from Pelle Radio.

Other reporters glared at Rebeto, it was this guy again, are you the Chinese man's servant? Every time they plan to make trouble, this guy will come to make trouble.

"Facts have proved that Ibiza is still capable, but the players have not played their abilities before." Fang Jue said humbly, "Of course, I also played a little key role in this."

"Fang, don't be modest." Rebeto's expression was serious. "Our eyes can see that after you took over the team, the team was completely renewed."

"Haha, don't say that, I'm embarrassed." Fang Jue became shy.

"It can be seen that the players admire you very much." Rebeto asked with a smile.

"This is because I can lead them to win." Fang Jue said with a sincere expression. "I am very happy to be recognized by everyone. I have not done well enough and I still need to continue working hard."

"Coach Fang, you are such a humble person." Rebeto continued to praise.

“Humility is a virtue.”

Seeing these two guys singing together, the others felt like they were like Sunny Wang, and they had never seen him before...

Fernandez, who was about to leave, comforted the lost player, faintly heard the word "modestness". He turned his head to look and saw the young and handsome face with a gentle smile. He seemed to be waving his hands repeatedly in the face of praise, and he couldn't help but give it a secret praise.

It was indeed the optimistic, hardworking and modest handsome young man he remembered.
Chapter completed!