When Simon King woke up again, it was already nine o'clock in the morning the next day.

The person who woke him up was his hairdresser Fanny, a beautiful girl who always had short hair.

"Are you awake? My big star."

"I woke up, but I was woken up by the lovely Fanny."

"Haha... I can't talk to you for too long. I will try to finish my work here next week. I hope I can have time to watch your third game."

"You must come! I will dedicate my victory to you."

"Okay, I can't tell you anymore. The boss is calling me. I bought you a gift. You will like it. Goodbye... Oh... By the way, remember to check social media. Goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Simon King turned on his phone again.

And the content inside also shocked him.

Netizens have now been completely divided into two factions. A debate about the transformation of game players into professional coaches has evolved into a battlefield between civilians and the powerful.

Even the national actress Daniela Melchior, who has always paid attention to civilian life, has participated in this controversy, and the matter has completely gotten out of control.

Simon King was so frightened that he turned off his cell phone. He picked up the day's newspaper delivered by the nurse in an attempt to relieve his nervousness.

However, on the front page of the local newspaper, it was his frontal photo.

And the title is also very rude: The Triumph of the Clown.

Simon King is furious!

"Go to hell you all!"

The angry newspaper was crushed into a ball by him and fell out, hitting the visiting boss Diogo.

The old man picked up the newspaper with a smile and said with a chuckle: "Don't be influenced by the media at any time."

"Sorry sir, I didn't know you would come." Simon King apologized and wanted to get up.

"Lie down, kid!"

Diogo slowly walked up to him, unfolded the newspaper in his hand and said, "Do you remember what Mourinho said?"

"Which sentence are you talking about?" the secretary asked.

Diogo laughed: "The caravan passed by and a bunch of dogs were barking; you looked at the dogs, but the caravan kept going."

Simon King smiled. He looked at Diogo gratefully and said, "Thank you sir, you came at the right time. Otherwise, I might have rushed to the newspaper office and smashed their glass."

"That won't work. The team has already lost Cassiano, and we can't lose you again."

"What? Losing Cassiano, what happened to him!"

Before he finished speaking, Simon Jin had already jumped under the bed. Although his chest was painfully pulled, he was more nervous than ever, and an unpleasant feeling suddenly arose.

"It's better to let my granddaughter tell you. It's time for you to officially get to know each other."

"Granddaughter?" Simon Jin was a little confused.

"Hello, Kim. My name is Balala Benedita Diogo."

Seeing the secretary's outstretched hand, Simon King was a little stunned.

Because he always thought that this beautiful workplace girl might be the boss's "little honey".

"Hello...Hello, Babara. Please tell me quickly what happened to Cassiano!"

"Last night, he rushed to the home of technical director Pedro and beat him up."

"What! Oh my god! He's crazy!"

"Isn't it your instigation?" Babara blinked, as if he was teasing.

"Me? How is that possible! It's over, it's over, can he participate in the next game!"

Seeing him scratching his head and head anxiously, both the grandfather and grandson laughed.

Babara looked at Diogo and said, "Grandpa, you lose!"

"Yes, I lost."

"Winning or losing! Tell me quickly if he can participate in the next game."

"Don't worry Jin, there is no final result on this matter yet."

"No, I have to go to the police station right away!"

Seeing that Simon Jin was really about to leave, Babara quickly held his shoulders and said: "Grandpa has sent a lawyer. If you go, not only will you not be able to help, you will even arouse the resentment of the police station."

Simon Jin sat down on the bed slumped, his eyes straight, thoughtful.

Just listen to Babala continue: "I made a bet with grandpa that after hearing the news, you still won't tell what Pedro did, but will immediately consider whether he can participate in the competition. Now

It seems that I won."

Simon King said angrily: "Okay, you win. But my main forward is gone."

"It's okay, Kim." Diogo comforted: "If he can't come back, you just treat him as injured. This is a very common thing in the football world."

Having said this, the old man changed the topic and asked in an appreciative tone: "But I am very curious, what exactly did you do to make Cassiano take the initiative to avenge you?"

"Me? I didn't do anything. I just did what the coach should do. By the way, is Pedro okay?"

Babara said: "It's not too bad, it's just some skin and flesh."

"Alas..." Simon Jin sighed, and after a long time he looked at the two of them and said, "Thank you for telling me the news in time, but no matter what, we will still win the next game."

After leaving the hospital, Simon Jin was sent back to the base by Ba BaLa.

Team doctor Rafael had been waiting for him for a long time. After the two hugged, they returned to the coach's office together.

Raphael turned on the computer and said: "This is the video of the Belen team's last game. Take your time and watch it. But I have to go, I have an important date."

"Thank you Rafael, for everything you do for the team."

After sending Rafael away, Simon King turned on the system while watching the game video.

"System, let me take a look at the skills and props I have now."

"Ding! The host currently has no props."

"Ding! The skill interface has been opened. The skills are as follows: personal skill - super persuasion ability; team skill - anger when falling behind, immovable defense."

"Gone?"

"Ding! Please keep up the host's efforts. The next task is: win the game with a clean sheet. The task reward is: Team Skill: The Madness of High Pressure."

"The madness of high-position oppression? What's the use?"

"Ding! Team skill: The madness of high-position pressure; the skill cooldown time is 24 hours. After use, midfielders and frontcourt players can gain 10% work input, endurance and steal bonuses, which lasts for ten minutes."

"Can it be upgraded?"

"Ding! No."

"Okay, then please help me open the player interface of the Belen team. I want to study their tactical style and playing habits."

After several hours of observation and analysis, Simon King came to the following conclusions:

Team Belem.

Tactical style: quick counterattack

Passing style: Direct pass

Defensive style: Zone defense

Player advantages: good at dribbling, good physical strength, likes to press, overall strong long-range shooting ability.
Chapter completed!