The Athletic Stadium of Ibiza, which can accommodate 8,103 people, is a small stadium, but at this moment, a sound of shocking the entire island broke out in the stands.

After the fans shouted the goalkeeper's name, their voices made a huge shout: "castillo (castle)!castillo!castillo!!!

Yes, castle!

Ibiza's nickname is the island castle. Fans often call it abbreviated as the castle. This is Ibiza Island and this is the Ibiza Football Club. They are Ibiza fans. They all build the castle of Ibiza!

Cheer for her!

Sorry for her!

Be with her!

Protect her!

...

Fang Jue took advantage of the opportunity of the game not having re-activated, summoned the players together and conveyed their instructions to them.

"It's unacceptable for the opponent to fall behind by one goal!"

"The Oriwella will counterattack wildly! You must do a good job of defense at this time!"

"Everyone must participate in the defense! You must fight for an inch of land!"

"As the same thing, don't let the Orivera pass the ball comfortably."

"Of course, if you have the opportunity to counterattack, you can appropriately push out the attack, but you must pay attention to interception and protection in the midfield to guard against the Orewela people's counterattack!"

This is a tactic of defensive counterattack, but it is obvious that Fang Jue emphasized defense particularly. As for counterattack, if you have a good chance, you will attack suddenly and have no chance. So it's safe to be safe. Defense is the first priority.

Clement looked up at the coach, he was not sure if the 'everyone' in the coach's mouth included him.

"Clement, you can try shooting again, and others can pass more balls to him!" Fang Jue said immediately, "He felt very good in shooting today."

This time, no one refuted or questioned Fang Jue anymore. Even if there may be some people who have questions in their hearts, some people may think that Clement's ball has luck, but not to mention the shooting feeling, I didn't hear the head coach say that he was lucky!

You have to admit that in football, luck is a very important part, and many players believe in this.

Another point, they have to admit that Fang Jue's tactical adjustment was very successful and his vision was very accurate:

Don't worry about how Clement scored this goal. The coach asked Clement to attack and shoot beyond everyone's expectations, and then this guy really scored the goal!

This is success!

Successful people will be respected.

"But you only have seven or eight minutes!" Fang Jue looked at Clement, "If this time has passed and no more results are achieved, you must take it back. Don't think about attacking and shooting anymore, and help the team defend with all your strength!"

Clement nodded. He did not consider why this arrangement was made, nor did he ask why it was seven or eight minutes. Anyway, he would do whatever the coach asked him to do.

"Okay, guys! Go back to the field now! Kick the Orivera's balls!"

This is quite exciting!

The players were all very excited. The last time they met Orivera, they lost 0 to 6. Now this score of 0 to 0 has made everyone excited and feel quite proud!

"Remember, the game is not over yet, and winning the game is the time to be truly happy!" Fang Jue did not forget to warn the players.

...

Back at the coach's seat, Fang Jue saw his assistant Sebalus staring at him.

Fang Jue felt a little embarrassed when he saw it.

He knew he was handsome, but he couldn't keep staring at others, and he was still a terrible old man.

No, this old man was jealous of his appearance before, but now he must still be jealous of his talents!

Suddenly, Sebasus stretched out his right hand.

Fang Jue was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and shook hands with the other party.

He has always been very generous when it comes to surrendering people.

He likes to convince people with virtue the most.

"I want to apologize to you, Fang," said Sebaslos. "I have questioned your ability before, but it turns out that you do have some ability."

What does it mean to be 'having certain abilities'?

Fang Jue looked at the other party with a smile, not completely convinced.

"Okay, okay, I admit that you have the ability, at least you are much better than me." Fang Jue was a little embarrassed to see him, and Sebalus finally put down his face and said.

Fang Jue laughed, then hugged Sebalus, then hugged the other person's shoulder and said, "Sor, you are the best assistant coach I have ever met."

"That's because you only have an assistant like me." Saul Sebalus said angrily, reminding the other party to recognize the reality: wake up, you are just a rookie coach.

"Okay, okay, you have to adjust your mindset, old man." Fang Jue patted Sebalus's shoulder, "Follow me, you will definitely become the best assistant coach."

Sebalus pretended that he hadn't heard this at all. He was so far away. Not to mention Ibiza's current severe relegation mission, let's win this game first. The game is not over yet.

Fang Jue walked back to the coach's seat in a row, and sat down, crossing his legs.

He sighed comfortably.

He glanced at the visiting team coach's seat with his eyes and confirmed that all this was seen by that colleague.

...

As Fang Jue expected, after falling behind zero to one, Orivera began to counterattack wildly.

Their head coach, Enelite, jumped and jumped on the sidelines, shouting loudly, directing the team's offense.

This gentleman was so angry that the team couldn't defeat him for a long time, and now he was even scored by Ibiza.

What made him most angry was that he just felt proud.

Before the game started, when the two sides shook hands, Enelite was arrogant. At that time, he was so arrogant. Now, seeing Fang Jue's proud look, he would be so angry.

Must fight back!

To attack!

Not only to equalize the score, but also to continue to score goals and surpass the score!

Thinking of Fang Jue's proud look, Enelite felt irritated and angry.

Only by overtaking and winning the game, scoring goals, and scoring more goals will he feel better.

...

Orivera almost made a desperate attack, which gave Ibiza a great defensive pressure.

Fortunately, Fang Jue had already expected it. He warned the players in advance and made arrangements. Otherwise, he might have been able to succeed by Orewera's attack.

"Ibiza's luck is quite good, coach Fang Jue's luck is very good. Clement's shot was refracted by the opponent's defender. This was his second shot after he came on the court. This goal came too timely." Fernando said, but he changed the subject, "However, a goal is never safe. Just like now, Orevera's offensive is fierce, and they seem to score goals at any time. If Coach Fang thinks his team can hold a goal lead, he really needs more luck."

Yes, in Fernando's opinion, Ibiza's goal luck is too much.

Of course, he also admitted that luck is a very important part of football games.

However, it is obvious that Fernando is not optimistic about Ibiza because the strength gap between the two sides is very large, and "Orewela was angry by this goal!"

Yes, Fernando's commentary tends to support Orivera. This is not because he likes this team, nor because he feels racist, but because he doesn't like Ibiza's rough and conservative style of playing. In his eyes, this is a trampling on artistic football.

Let me put it this way, when Real Madrid played beautifully and suppressed Barcelona, ​​Fernando was a fan and flatterer of Real Madrid. He would mock Real Madrid's archenemy Barcelona in the newspaper. However, when the east wind overwhelms the west wind and Barcelona plays beautifully, he will throw himself into Barcelona's arms again.

Of course, he published his views and articles in the newspaper, and he had two different pseudonyms, and he had become well-known on both sides of Real Madrid and Barcelona.

Why is it in the newspaper, not the time to comment on it?

Well... He is only qualified to comment on the Spanish Second League matches...

In Europe, TV stations do not force the commentator to be correct and be impartial. The commentator does not like a certain team or a coach, and has a tendency when commenting, which is allowed.

As long as you don’t go too far, don’t attack personally, and do not violate moral laws, you can do whatever you want.

Moreover, in fact, the TV station wishes the commentator to do this. Only when there is controversy can there be topics and ratings.

...

"castillo(castle)!castillo!castillo!"

The Ibiza fans in the stands cheered for the team, and the team led by 1-0, which gave them hope to win again after two months. The passive situation on the court made them nervous.

"castillo!" Belmandy was also shouting loudly, and then he saw that Queros was looking at him with a smug smile, which made Belmandy a little embarrassed.

"Hi, bastard." Queros said, "Now you have to admit that Fang Jue is capable of coaching the team."

"Idiot! Get out!" Bermandy glanced at Queros with disgust, "Don't be too happy too early. Now it's just one to zero. The team is still so passive."

On the side, Harvey grinned. These two bastards were so funny, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one.

He touched Blanco's arm next to him, "Hey, do you think these two bastards will fight?"

Before Blanco could answer, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's okay to fight. Neither of the bastards brought weapons."

Blanco: "The stadium is not allowed to carry weapons."

"You bastard, of course I know this!" Harvey said with his neck stammering.

"Ha, you bastard..." Queros rolled up his sleeves.

"Idiot!" Bermandy spat at the side and said, "I want me to admit that he is capable. OK, the team scores another goal..."

He didn't finish his words, because a louder sound drowned out his words, and a huge cheer burst out from the entire court, as if an earthquake had occurred.
Chapter completed!