The lighting in the room is not enough.

When Bell knocked on the door and came in, he only saw the coach busy in front of the computer and couldn't see exactly what he was doing.

"Come?" Fang Jue waved his hand, "Sit down, let's watch the movie."

Bell was confused. After get off work, the coach asked him to come to the office alone to watch the movie?

Suddenly, Bell felt a chill in his tailbone. He never thought he was a handsome guy. Since childhood, he had been teased and ridiculed by his friends because of his "special" appearance.

However, at this moment, Bell was a little worried about his chastity.

What if the coach has a special habit?

"What are you doing while standing?" Fang Jue glared at the little guy, "Sit down by yourself, and you want to drink water and pour it yourself. There is an automatic coffee machine there."

Fang Jue clicked the mouse and the video started playing immediately on the projector.

"Yes, I strictly prohibit Gareth from using her left foot in the game." A bald middle-aged man appeared in the video. "Yes, in my opinion, Gareth's left foot is unfair to others."

It's Mr. Macheledi.

Bell widened his eyes and it turned out that the coach asked him to watch this kind of movie. He was relieved, and then he was very interested.

It turned out to be a video about myself?

Bell didn't expect someone to make such a video related to him.

Have you heard of any TV station that has let go of such a video? Is it a TV station in my hometown Wales?

Fang Jue saw that Bell was no longer so nervous, and suddenly relaxed, and was a little surprised, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

"Hi Gareth, come on!"

"Garreth, you are our idol!"

Several young people appeared in the video.

"It's Sam." Bell said surprise, this was his classmate Sam Warburton at Witchitch High School, who is now a football star player.

...

"I have to set some special rules for him." A bald middle-aged man faced the camera and said with a smile. "In regular games, I asked Gareth to only touch the ball at one time and never use his left foot. If he didn't make these rules, he would pass all his opponents. Yes, I restricted him. This kid is too awesome."

"Director Morris." Bell recognized it, Mr. Gwen Morris, the owner of the sports department of Cardiff Witchitch High School.

"In school, his homework was not the best, but in football, he stood out. I knew at that time that I would never be able to catch up with his level in my life."

"Carl, this guy..." Bell murmured. This was his classmate Carl Morgan when he was young.

"Garres is really lucky that their family has always supported him, and his father has supported him on the sidelines almost every game. Yes, Gares' family is not rich, but he is very happy."

"Garres can practice alone. He is very confident in his left foot. He practices repeatedly. Anyway, when I see him, he is practicing. Of course, his father, Mr. Frank Bell, he always stands on the sidelines and looks at him without blinking. I see pride in my father's eyes, and he is proud of his son."

The speaker was George Proust, a Frenchman at Southampton Academic College.

Bell's eyes were wet, and he remembered his father along the way.

"Garres is my son, my son is the best. I don't support him, who supports him?" A loud voice rang out.

"Dad!" Bell stood up, and after the voice, the video was shown.

A man who looks 70% or 80% like Bell is having coffee with a handsome man, and the two are chatting.

"Coach, when are you..."

Fang Jue was the one who drank coffee with Frank Bell.

"Hi. Son, is it a surprise, hahaha." Father Bell laughed at the camera, "I handed you over to coach Fang Jue. This is a real gentleman, a talented coach. I believe my dad, he will let you, huh, how do you say that?"

When Dad turned his head and asked Fang Jue.

"Nirvana and rebirth." Fang Jue said.

"Yes, that's the word." Frank Bell nodded, "Son, ignore those boring guys, Dad believes that you can."

...

"I went to Cardiff a few days ago and had a cup of coffee with Mr. Bell." Fang Jue said with a smile.

He didn't say anything about going to Cardiff, and he would drink coffee with Bell's father and talk to Westerners, so he wouldn't beat around the bush.

Bell was a little excited and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Now, he naturally understood that this video was not made by a TV station, but was shot by a coach.

"Coach, you do this..."

"Idiot, of course it's for you." Fang Jue's voice increased and he said, "I have been following you, Gareth, you are a player I am very, very optimistic about."

"Actually, you are eager to play and are very nervous, are you?" Fang Jue asked.

"Yeah." Bell nodded.

There is only one reason why Bale is nervous, that is the media's hype about his "bad luck". When he was at Tottenham, Tottenham never won the game as long as he played.

It's like a spell.

Although some media may be malicious, while others are just joking tone, not malicious, for a young player, they don’t care about it. However, if you take introverted players to heart, you will be easily affected very badly.

And Bell, according to Fang Jue's observation, this guy is a somewhat shy and introverted boy.

Of course, this is not depression, it is just anxiety.

"I don't know how to help you. You must get out of this confusion by yourself." Fang Jue patted Bell's shoulder, "I thought about it carefully. At this time, greetings from friends, teachers, and family may relieve your tension."

Fang Jue spread his hands, "So, I'll go to Cardiff."

"It's not bad, the place is very beautiful." Fang Jue laughed, "Your father is also a very interesting person."

"My dad is the best dad," Bell said proudly.

"You can see it." Fang Jue nodded in agreement.

Fang Jue and Bell talked a lot, but there was no clear purpose or topic, just talk about whatever they thought. Bell talked about his experience of learning football since childhood. Fang Jue said that he came out of China to work and had outstanding resumes before becoming a coach, and the story of him coaching Ibiza.

The two had a great time chatting.

Bell said he often troubled by his appearance, and others said he was a monkey.

Fang Jue asked, "Garreth, do you know Sun Wukong?"

"have no idea."

"This is a household story in China." Fang Jue said, "There is a monkey with great powers. He stands tall and fearless."

"His name is the Great Sage of Monkey King. Do you know what the Great Sage of Monkey King means?"

"Yeah, I'll tell you..."

"Your appearance is very similar to the monkey with great power in that TV series." Fang Jue said with a smile, "Garres, in my opinion, you are very handsome and energetic. You have to tell everyone with your actions that you are that fearless and omnipotent guy!"

"What's the name of this TV?"

"Journey to the West." Fang Jue said, "If you have time, you can go and see it. I remember there is an English version."

The conversation was so happy that Fang Jue even took out the beer and drank it with Bell.

"Garrez, believe me." Fang Jue clinked the cup with Bell, "You are a very, very talented player. Under my hands, you will become the best people in the football world."

"I don't know," said Bell, "but, I choose to trust the coach."

"Why?" Fang Jue asked in surprise.

"You are really good to me and value my coach very much," said Bell. "I can feel it."

Fang Jue laughed out loud.

"Garrez, your position will be in advance in the future, play as a left midfielder or a left winger." Fang Jue said, "I have studied you carefully, and this is the most suitable position for you."

"You are the coach, you have the final say," said Bell.

"You boy." Fang Jue knocked Bale's head, "Actually, do you like it in your heart? Who doesn't like to get closer to the goal and score a goal?"

Bell smiled embarrassedly.

Fang Jue locked the office door and the two of them chatted while walking.

The moonlight was very beautiful, projected on the two people, with long shadows, and Fang Jue's hearty laughter from time to time, and Bell's happy smile.
Chapter completed!