Chapter 21: Founder of Albert CHAN (Part 1)

Gucho, 33 years old, the last footballer in East Germany, was a hero of the double crown of Dresden. After the reunification of the two Germanys, he switched to Turkey's Galatasaray team for a season before returning to Germany. Joining Jena and Hanover 96, this season he was summoned by Kefner to Chemnitz.
But did not expect that Chemnitz's trip is likely to become the darkest season of his career.
When he stood in the doorway of Yang Cheng's office, he raised his hand and wanted to knock on the door, but his hand stayed in midair, and he could not knock on it.
He is 33 years old, but the head coach sitting there is only 23 years old, 10 years younger than him. Sometimes he feels unconvinced. He has been playing football for so many years, but he is not as good as a fledgling at the end. Little fart boy?
But when he thought of Yang Cheng's courage in the training ground, he hesitated again.
He has wandered through many teams, experienced many head coaches, and has seen some professional players, so he knows that he has never played well against the head coaches, especially in East Germany.
Thinking of this, he knocked on the door.
He is 33 years old, mature, and starts to look forward and backwards in all things, instead of wantonly acting like a young man.
Yang Cheng was sitting in the office waiting for him. When he saw Ju Qiao coming in, he immediately signaled him to sit down in front of him.
"Last season of the German Second League, you scored a total of 16 goals, but so far this season, you scored 6 ..." Yang Cheng raised a file in his hand, said while watching, then put Come down and stare at Juqiao, "Can you tell me something, what's going on? Just like a friend, let's talk!"
Juqiao shrugged, he really had nothing to say.
As a striker, but unable to score, he felt that he had no excuse.
"I am a head coach. When I was in the second team, I often paid attention to the training of the first team. I know that you have the habit of self-improvement after training every day. Even when you return to the club for training during the holiday, Keep it up, am I right? "
Ju Qiao was a little surprised because he really didn't expect these efforts, Yang Cheng even knew.
"A striker does not score, I think the responsibility may not be on the striker, it may be the midfielder, I have heard a very interesting data, that is when a team can create 15 in a game With a very good scoring opportunity, even a poor shooter can score a goal; but when a team can only create a few opportunities in a game, even the top scorers are powerless. "
Yang Cheng's remarks made Ju Qiao a little moved. He originally thought that Yang Cheng was coming to find him in trouble. After all, he was the love of his predecessor Khufner, and Yang Cheng and Khufner were wrong. Everything that is well known, but Yang Cheng did not expect to take the initiative to defend him.
"I have reason to believe that you are an excellent professional player, and I know very well that many East German players in the team are all about you. I call you today, I just want to tell you, hope You can show your professionalism and lead the team well! "
Gucho is the team captain appointed by Khufner himself. Yang Cheng does not want to replace him. After all, he has a lot of influence in the East German region, especially in the hearts of many East German players in the team.
After taking a serious look at Yang Cheng, Ju Qiao nodded and agreed, "I will do my best!" Then it seems that I am not willing to talk to Yang Cheng more, "If there is nothing else, I will go out first!"
Yang Cheng nodded first, and Ju Qiao would get out when he got up.
"By the right, Towson, should you be 34 years old after this season?" Yang Cheng asked suddenly.
Ju Qiao froze for a moment, but stopped, but did not turn around, but just stood there quietly.
Yang Cheng got up from his seat and walked around the desk. "I heard that you were a teammate with Kirsten when you were in Dresden. Why? Now you see Kirsten in Leverkusen. Excellent performance, red and purple, what do you think? "
When talking, Yang Cheng sat down on the office sofa casually, seeming to be casual and sneering slightly.
Ju Qiao still didn't look back, but his fists were clenched tightly, his green muscles exposed.
He was the last footballer in East Germany, and Kirsten was the penultimate player. Both were top stars of the East German era, but after the reunification of the two Germanys, Kirsten went to Leverkusen. , And Jucho went to Turkey, and since then embarked on two very different roads.
In Gucho ’s heart, he always had a thorn, that is, many people doubted his ability, thinking that he was able to win the last season of East German football, that is because Kirsten left the team, so He has always been reluctant to this, because during his time in East Germany, the number of goals was much higher than Kirsten, and he always believed that he was no worse than anyone.
Today, Yang Cheng was counted face to face, not to mention how big the fire was.
"If it were me, then I would definitely want to kill myself, because I never thought I would lose to anyone, but ..." Yang Cheng said with a loud voice, not to mention how annoying it was, "very much It's a pity that I can't wait for me. Kirsten is now a leading striker in the Bundesliga. The 93-year-old Bundesliga footballer performed very well in the Bundesliga last season. It is difficult to beat him!
"What the do you want to say?" Ju Qiao asked in a deep voice, he was already very patient.
Yang Cheng smiled indifferently, "I just want to see, do you still have fighting spirit, do you still want to do something, for example, as Kirsten did, prove the latest chapter of the martial arts, www.81zw .com yourself, or, you are just willing to be in the status quo, intending to spend a few more years and stay in a bland end! "
Juqiao didn't speak, but he could see his body shaking.
"Do you think that what I said to the reporter of Freedom News is fart? Do you think I will make a big speech for no reason? Don't be stupid, I am not crazy, I am talking about facts, all in my heart What I want! "
"Everyone thinks that we are downgraded, everyone thinks that it is impossible for us to relegate, but I just want to make this impossible, and tell the world that without the end, there will be no impossible. ! "
Yang Cheng stood up from the sofa and slowly paced to Ju Qiao's side, patting his right shoulder heavily, as if he were an old friend.
"Everyone, whether it's a coach or a player, always hopes to leave as many glorious deeds as possible in their careers, and leave as much pride as possible for future memories. I am so, you are too in this way!"
"The reason why I told you this, I just hope you return home tonight, lie in bed, and close your eyes before going to bed, silently recalling your career, except for the controversial East German football What else do you have besides sir? No! "
"Now, Tosen, there is now a good and good opportunity to be in front of you, that is to cooperate with me, lead Chemnitz to relegation, and even impact the promotion of the qualification. I believe that as long as the team completes this season This great miracle, accomplishing this impossible task, will shock the world. "
"Many many years later, when new fans come in batches, veteran fans will pat the and tell the rookie that in the 95/96 season, Chemnitz only scored 4 points in the first 21 rounds, but in the end In the 13th round, they won the victory with an impossible miracle, not only succeeded in relegation, but even completed the great game. "
When talking about this, Yang Cheng pointed to Ju Qiao, and then pointed to himself, "And you, me, and every player of the club are the creators of this great cause!"
"I believe that this is the best opportunity to prove you the latest chapter of Martial Universe www.81zw.com! And only then will you have no regrets in your career!"
Yang Cheng gently patted Ju Qiao's shoulder a few times, beckoning him to think about it, and then returned to the desk to sit down.
Gucho stopped there silently for more than a minute before leaving.
Not long after he left, Jan Koller, a Czech celebrity, knocked on the door and entered.