After sleeping in the office for a night, Simon King prepared to implement Babala's plan.

He first sent a text message to Baabala to ask if the paparazzi had arrived.

Barba's reply was simple: "Everything is in place."

After replying "Okay", Simon King called all the players and U19 coaches to the conference room.

But Kiki is not here because he was injured in yesterday's game.

Seeing that all the U19 coaches were kept in the dark, Simon Jin laughed in his heart, but said: "Kiki is excellent, but none of our team is vegetarian. It's okay, now I will lay out the tactics, everyone listen carefully.

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The players quickly calmed down, and everyone pretended to be serious!

Soon, Simon King laid out a 41,221 double-forward formation on the blackboard.

He pointed at the two wingers and said: "This position is still the same as last time, playing defensive winger."

Due to the huge victory in the last game, Costa, who has always looked down on Simon King, has now put away all contempt for him.

But he still hates Simon King, hates his excellence, hates his luck, hates him for letting him refund his money!

Therefore, he did not dare to say anything now, but carefully took out his mobile phone and recorded the entire meeting.

But I heard Simon King say again: "Let's play the bus next game, just like in the derby. But, our main target this time is their No. 5 player, David Simao."

"Simão is very slow and lacks flexibility, so he doesn't like to dribble. Instead, he likes to stay behind and use his vision and long passes to organize the game..."

"...and this Alan Ruiz, he is a standard opportunist, and we must defend him closely at all times."

An hour later, Simon King pretended to finish explaining the tactics for the next game.

Of course the players pretended to be serious, but the only thing they really listened to was the part about analyzing the opponent's players. As for the so-called busing style, they didn't listen at all.

"Okay! Be careful during training and don't get injured again. Go ahead and train on the court."

After seeing off the players, Simon King immediately received a text message from Barba.

"Everything went well. Every move of the target was recorded by the paparazzi."

Simon King replied "good" again, then opened his notebook and began to think about what kind of daily training he would use to help the players deepen their understanding of the new style of play.

In the blink of an eye, it was eight o'clock in the evening, and Simon King put away his things and left the base.

He drove into the car and went directly to Diogo's house.

There, all the players had already arrived and were gathering in the large living room, waiting for his arrival.

When the door opened, the first people who came out were the boss Diogo and his beautiful granddaughter Babara.

Diogo smiled and kissed Simon King's face, and then said happily: "Young man, what did you do? Why did you come to my house for a tactical meeting?"

Simon King apologized: "I'm sorry, boss, there's a traitor in the team, and we can't find a house big enough for the moment."

"Hahaha. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I'm glad you can come."

Speaking of this, Diogo glanced at Babara and said: "My granddaughter has a lot of tricks, but you have to be careful, don't let her hold you back!"

"Who is holding you back! Really!"

Babara shook Diogo's arm and said coquettishly: "In addition, I have helped twice this time. If you don't believe me, ask him!"

"ask him?"

Diogo glanced at Simon Jin with a deep look, then smiled and winked at Babara, and said: "I won't ask you any more questions about you young people. Okay, I'll leave the living room to you.

Gone to rest."

After following Babara into the house, Simon Jin raised his eyes and saw Cassiano, and Cassiano also saw him.

The two looked at each other and both smiled.

Simon King stretched out his right hand and shook it hard with the opponent, saying gratefully: "Thank you Cassiano! To be honest, besides my father, you are the first person to fight for me."

Cassiano was so proud that he hugged him and said, "Coach, we are brothers! Brothers don't say these things!"

Simon King said: "But I have some bad news for you."

"What?"

"After you return to the team, you will need to complete additional training tasks for ten consecutive days. This is considered a punishment for your beating and causing you to leave the team."

"I?!"

Cassiano was shocked beyond belief, but looking at a bunch of laughing players, he could only helplessly laugh and said: "Okay! It seems I have to accept it. Maybe this is why I appreciate you.

The reason."

After everyone was seated, Ximen dragged the tactical panel and drew a 4231 formation on it, with a stern look on his face.

"What I'm going to say next is not only relevant to Sunday's game, but it may even be our core style of play next year."

"I gave this style of play a name, called 'Vertical Intensive Short Passing'. But I must tell you, this style of play is very complicated and involves countless details."

"Therefore, I don't ask you to master it completely now, but please promise me that no matter how difficult it is, you will do what I say."

"May I?"

"no problem."

"Don't worry, Caesar!"

“Take heart of God!”

Everyone laughed, and Simon Jin shook his head helplessly.

Two hours later, the team members listened and asked questions, and finally had a basic idea of ​​this style of play.

"Okay, if it's over half an hour, I have to accept the punishment. After the last fight is over, I will treat you to a big meal."

"Really? Then you will be in trouble!"

"Haha, that's right, you're finished!"

Simon Jin chuckled and walked to the door: "Okay, brothers, go home and go to bed. It will still be the same time tomorrow. Remember to write down your experience."

After the players left, Babala dragged Simon King to the restaurant.

Then he put on his apron and cooked dinner for him.

"You must have not had dinner. You will be fine soon."

Simon King said: "How do you know?"

"Do I need to ask? Is there no guard at the base? Are you stupid!"

"Oh! No wonder you came to deliver food to me last time. It turned out that the doorman betrayed me."

"Fool."

Babara smiled brightly, and a delicious family version of Portuguese steak was served.

Ximen Jin was not polite, thanked him, and started eating directly.

Watching him swallow the steak in big gulps, Babara said with some distress: "Promise me that you will eat on time in the future, okay?"

Simon Jin smiled stupidly and said: "Try your best."

Babala sighed slightly and said: "A workaholic like you really needs someone to take care of you."

"Originally, she is. She is a lawyer and should be back soon."

Hearing this, Baba La couldn't help but feel tense in his heart.

She wanted to ask directly, but when her words came to her lips, they turned into gentle temptations.

"She? Who is she?"

"My childhood friend, Fanny. I used to eat at her house, but her mother went to America to travel, and she herself went to France for work, so now I can only eat at small shops on the street.

"

"Fanni...faxiao..."

Babara immediately felt something was wrong, but having seen the big world, she quickly calmed down.

"Then when she comes back, you must introduce us to her."
Chapter completed!