Chapter Thirty-Four Mrs. Prowl

After Wan Sheng left the stadium, many people discussed what he just said.

People in the first team are very familiar with Wansheng, and half a year is enough for them to understand this 'Mr. Coach' who is similar in age to everyone, especially those players who have trained under Wansheng, such as Ian Taylor, Ferdinand, etc. Wait, they all think that Wan Sheng is a very kind person, and he puts a smile on everyone he sees on weekdays.

He rarely has serious moments.

Today is different.

Wan Sheng has become serious since he entered the training ground, and when he said those words, his voice became even colder, and it was all imperative words that anyone could hear. What he meant was, 'You must all listen to me. ', that's not arrogance, but an order, in a very serious tone.

Many people were surprised.

"When he's the head coach, he thinks he's some kind of big guy?" Nico Herzig said to everyone, and he was stared at by Wan Sheng and said 'don't be late', which made him feel ashamed, others It was just a discussion, and he began to sneer.

Taylor and the others frowned.

But no one refuted him.

Some people think it doesn’t matter, Wansheng didn’t say anything to them, they are also not contradictory to Nico Herzig’s statement, guaranteeing that they don’t need to speak for anyone who has nothing to do with each other, some people think that Nico Herziger It's a bit too much, but they feel that today's Wansheng is different from normal, and they don't know how to refute.

As a result, Nico Herzig felt that everyone agreed with him, and continued to say complacently, "Look at how good he was just now!"

"From now on, each of you must do as I say." He imitated Wansheng's demeanor and laughed, "Look, how interesting, who does he think he is? He is just a temporary appointment. The coach, who was only an assistant coach before, has what qualifications he has for us to listen to him."

"It's funny, thinking that being a head coach is a big shot, and I think he's going to get out in May!"

Nico Herzig pointed his fingers, "Two more months!"

Hearing this, even those who "don't do their own thing" think that Nico Herzig is a bit too much. The media reporters say that they have little confidence in Wansheng, but relegation is not only related to Wansheng, but cares about Wansheng. Going to the club is also related to many of them.

This guy actually said it as a joke?

Everyone frowned.

"You're talking stupid!"

An angry voice sounded, and everyone followed the voice to look at it, with a bit of surprise on their faces. No one thought that the boy who stood out would be the most unspoken boy on the team. Bolton-Reiter was only promoted from the youth team a few months ago. Reiter pointed at Hertzger with an angry face, "What do you mean? Yes, will the team be relegated in two months?"

"certainly."

Being pointed at by a nineteen-year-old boy, Nico Herzig felt a little embarrassed. He clenched his fists and shrugged his shoulders with a grim expression, "Of course!"

"Then you will also go to League Two to play football! Stupid!"

"Who are you scolding, kid!" Herzig was furious.

"I'm talking about you!" Leiter pointed at Herziger, "You say the team is going to be relegated, I don't care what you say, but I don't allow you to insult Mr. Wansheng, he says and does everything for the sake of being able to Let the team perform better and let the team achieve the goal of relegation!"

"I believe in him!"

"You say he's different today, that's because you don't know him! He's always been like this when he's serious! You haven't had any contact with him at all, so you just said this stubbornly!"

"When he helped me with my training, he was always very serious and serious. I was very happy to see him doing this. This shows that he is really serious, but when you say this, you say this to everyone, you are slandering he!"

Leiter said excitedly, pointing at Herziger's nose and scolding, "You bastard!"

Hezig couldn't bear it any longer, and he swung a punch. Leiter immediately returned fire, and the two soon hugged into a ball and fought.

Everyone else next to him came to pull the rack.

They originally thought that the 'thin' Leiter would not be Herzig's opponent, but what they didn't expect was that the situation was the opposite. Hertzig's, in the end, he had to go to Larett. At this time, many people discovered that Leiter's body was really hard and his strength was not small.

When did this guy become so awesome?

Many people were surprised.

Taylor and others couldn't help but remember what Leiter said when they asked about Leiter's training, "I'm trying to improve my confrontation ability, and Mr. Wan Sheng said that my progress is very fast..."

I don't know about the confrontation ability, but his body is definitely, quite, very much stronger than before.

...

Just when the training ground was in chaos, Wan Sheng met his leadership team in his new office—two scouts, a team doctor, three semi-professional coaches, and a wealthy restaurant supervisor.

As a League One team, this leadership team is absolutely unqualified.

There are really few scouts, not to mention the team doctor and the restaurant manager. The team has only three 'semi-professional' coaches. One of the three coaches is in charge of youth team training, Hawke, who is in his forties. - Blitz.

Wan Sheng looked at Blitz carefully.

If Wan Sheng had chosen to work for the Derby County youth team, he would have also worked under Blitz, but this guy is only a half-baked coach himself. His position is equivalent to the youth director, in charge of all youth and youth team affairs. , the official's identity is much stronger than the coach's identity, and you can see from his chubby appearance, it is difficult to expect him to do anything.

The other two are Jim and Bridge.

They are very familiar with Wan Sheng. They also work in the first team, but they are not full-time coaches. They can only be regarded as club staff. It is their task to move training equipment and other physical work on weekdays. Take care of some other chores for the club.

In terms of coaching professionalism, Jim also serves as a part-time fitness coach for the team, and Bridge is the goalkeeper coach, but the level of the two is really limited.

After Wansheng arrived, Jim was laid off. Bridge often instructed the goalkeeper Oaks, but look at Oaks' performance... In conclusion, Wansheng knew very well that neither of these two could be counted on. .

The only thing he hoped for was that Diamares would come back soon.

Counting the days is two days.

Diamares is a very qualified coach. Maybe he has no special skills, but he can do very well in leading the team in training. He is indeed a good assistant and can accomplish many things very well.

But when Diamares comes back and finds that he is already the head coach, and he has become his assistant, what will he be like?

Wan Sheng couldn't think of it.

Now he looked at his subordinates and sat there for a long time before saying, "You all know the current situation of the team. I hope that starting today, everyone will work together and work hard together..."

Speaking a bunch of mandarin is the beginning, and these people don't care.

They all know Wan Sheng, Jim and Bridge are still very familiar with him, the team doctor and the restaurant manager have nothing to do with his work, he communicates with the assistant coach Diamares who should be with him, not them, and it’s not enough to meet today. is a form.

After a few words, Wansheng asked everyone to go back, "Thank you, everyone, go back first, we will start training in a while."

He also didn't let Jim and Bridge stay, but when everyone was leaving, he said to Mrs. Proll, the head of the restaurant, "Mrs. Proll, can you stay first?"

Everyone else was a little surprised.

Mrs. Plore was also surprised. She pointed to herself and affirmed, "Wan Sheng, you mean me?" She really couldn't think of the reason why Wan Sheng kept her. She is the restaurant supervisor and Wan Sheng is the first team coach, what is their job related?

Wan Sheng nodded, "Yes, I still have something to trouble you."

Mrs. Plore could only sit down strangely. After everyone else had left, she kept staring at Wan Sheng, her thoughts turned around, and her face was a little red. She is thirty-nine years old, and even if she still has some beauty, it is difficult to attract a young man like Wan Sheng.

But other than that, what other explanation?

She's just the head of the club's logistics restaurant, what does this have to do with the first-team coaching job?

Wan Sheng didn't know the thoughts of the woman in front of him. After the others left, he looked at Mrs. Plore and said formally, "Mrs. Plore, can I call you that?"

"Call me Fela, I like to be called that," said Mrs. Plore.

"Okay, Fela." Wan Sheng nodded and said, "I left you because my next training plan also needs to make detailed arrangements for everyone's diet. I will make a list at noon, marking each item in detail. The food that each player needs to eat, I hope you can distribute these foods reasonably, and the restaurant should also provide each person with a special diet, is there a problem?"

Mrs. Plore held her mouth in surprise. "You mean I'm in charge of each player's diet?"

"Yes."

"But club restaurants generally only serve lunch and dinner, and dinner is only served in small quantities. If those chefs are allowed to work overtime..." Mrs. Ploor hesitated.

Wan Sheng waved his hand, "This is no problem, I will report it to Mr. Wilcox, everyone in the restaurant can get a raise as long as they work more, of course, including you, Fela...Miss?"

"Call me Mrs. Prowl. That's all right, so when will you be able to make the list?"

"Come and get it at eleven o'clock."

"OK."

Mrs. Plore stood up with a smile, shook hands with Wan Sheng, and before leaving, she looked back at Wan Sheng with a smile, "They call me Mrs. Plore, but everyone knows that Ploll died a few years ago. So you can still call me Miss Fela. Wan Sheng, you are different from them, you are an exception."

When the door was closed, Wan Sheng was still there, thinking about Mrs. Ploor's last words, and he couldn't figure it out for a long time.