Chapter 106 The Air Suddenly Quiets Down... (For Subscription)

"This is Deisler's sixth goal after joining Ibiza! He helped Ibiza lead 2:0."

"Deisler's escape and rubbing shots are beautiful, but the most exciting part of this goal is the pass. The captain of Ibiza sent a long pass with great penetrating power. It really makes people jump and cheer. The precise long pass!"

Fang Jue clenched his hands into fists, waved his fists excitedly, and ran on the sidelines. At this moment, he didn't even think about trying to put on a handsome appearance.

"Coach Fang Jue is celebrating passionately. Seeing him happy like a child." Dolores said in admiration, "He is really a passionate coach, capable and passionate. Under such circumstances, the young It has also become a kind of capital!"

You see, whether you are famous and handsome does not depend on whether you pretend to be indifferent or what you are doing. It cares about connotation, ability, appearance, and who you are.

Fang Jue jumped around in circles. He didn't know whether he was dizzy because of it, or just because of his blood. He almost rushed to the coach's bench of the visiting team. Braking on the brakes, he lowered his fists and clenched them, pretending to have a regretful expression, and fled quickly, returning to his coach's bench.

"Next time you have to pay attention to holding me back." Fang Jue said to his assistant in shock, he almost saw the angry eyes of the Java just now.

"I pulled it, I didn't pull it just now." Ceballos spread his hands, can you blame me? You're like a rabbit in heat, I didn't grab you, and ran out in a whoosh.

"Then hug me." Fang Jue told seriously, it was a matter of life and death, he was very serious.

"I remember!" Ceballos also nodded, he could see clearly just now, Gayego's eyes were almost cannibalistic.

...

Faced with the bad situation of the team falling behind by two goals in the first half, Gava team coach David Gayego looked very ugly, especially the opponent's coach Fang Jue even came to provoke, Gayego Lungs are about to explode.

Too much deception!

This is a smug bastard!

No wonder his cousin Zaka Seidt was so angry when he mentioned this guy's name!

David Gallego was furious. He felt that he had found a feeling of solidarity with his poor cousin.

My cousin must be cheering for me in front of the TV!

Come on, there is still half a game left, and we will surely come back!

At this very moment, in an apartment in Barcelona, ​​Zaka Seidt is dancing.

He was so happy, seeing that bastard David Gayego get stabbed twice by that Chinese, it was so cool.

The only worry is that, considering the strength relationship, it is difficult for Gava to be scored by Ibiza for five goals...

There is still a second half!

come on!

Come on Ibiza!

Zaka Seidt will not cheer for Fang Jue, he will not give that Chinese a good face, he will only cheer for the Ibiza team, this is an individual that can be spun off, the head coach is an employee , has nothing to do with the club.

This logic is perfect, no problem!

...

The first half ended 2-0, with the home team Ibiza leading the visiting team Gava by two goals.

David Gayego's anger did not bring any favorable help to his team.

From the beginning of the game, David Gayego and his team were passive everywhere, and Fang Jue calculated every step to the death.

After such a first half, Gava's players can be said to be exhausted, frustrated and demoralized.

After a half-time break, Jiava, who barely recovered a little morale, suffered another head-on blow.

At the beginning of the second half, Deisler suddenly shot a cold arrow from the edge of the penalty area, and the ball popped out of the center post!

However, Fareko, who was quick in front of the goal, rushed to complete the supplementary shot before the defender made a clearance, and once again penetrated the gate guarded by Gava goalkeeper Lanites, helping Ibiza lead 3:0!

"It's over!" David Gayego thumped in his heart, his face was ashen, he knew that the defeat of this game had been decided, and he shouted his throat during the intermission, which barely boosted the morale of the whole team , However, conceding the ball again just after the start of the second half game is likely to directly destroy the team's low morale.

Fang Jue didn't celebrate much this time, he stood on the sidelines smiling and applauding, and gave little Fareko a thumbs up, it's scary that the little guy was so happy.

Back on the coach bench, just as Fang Jue sat down, Ceballos pouted, "Over there—"

Fang Jue turned his head to look, almost startled him, all the substitute players of Gava were rushed to warm up by their head coach David Gallego, it was mighty and spectacular.

"It's going to be desperate." Ceballos said.

"Don't worry." Fang Jue said, seeing Ceballos' puzzled expression, he smiled and said, "Maybe he doesn't know who to send."

...

David Gallego scratched his hair. He has a headache now. He decided to make a substitution, even if it was due to a procedural need, to inject fresh blood into the field, hoping to make a difference.

However, the problem is that David Gayego doesn't know who to replace, to be precise, he doesn't know how to choose.

Is it to continue to attack? Going for goals to narrow the score and save face? However, he was really worried about being poked a hole or two more.

Or strengthen the defense to avoid a big fiasco?

Just when David Gayego was suffering from headaches and didn't know how to make a choice, the banquet held by Jurado, the owner of Gava Club, was coming to an end in a winery in Penedes.

"What's the score?" Jurado asked his assistant.

"The boss asked how many to zero." The assistant immediately called to ask, this is really a clever little ghost, he knew the boss liked to hear him ask.

"Three to zero, it's just..."

"Okay, I got it." The assistant hung up the phone, came to the boss, and whispered with a low eyebrow, "Boss, it's three to zero!"

"Very good!" Jurado nodded, "Let's go, invite our distinguished guests to watch the game."

To him, the football club is more like a toy. His main industry is red wine. This winery is his. He invites VIPs to taste the wine. When he is drunk, he can watch the ball and feel the victory. How pleasant it is, so, Every time he asks about the score, he only enjoys the game when he is sure of winning the game. He doesn’t watch the replays, but the live broadcast. What he enjoys is not the process, but the result. He listens to the guests’ comments on his team and his The compliments in his eyes made him feel really cool.

To put it bluntly, football is his face project, which is why he has a Spanish third-tier league team instead of La Liga and La Liga teams. For the face project, a small investment is enough.

...

In the luxuriously decorated viewing hall, Mr. Jurado, the owner of Gava Club, invited the guests to take a seat and signaled his subordinates to start the live broadcast of the game.

The guests looked at each other, some shook their heads with a smile, some looked forward to it, and some squinted their mouths. They had long known Jurado's hobby.

"Okay, think about how to boast for a while." Someone whispered to his companion.

The companion laughed softly.

You can’t say how bad Jurado’s behavior is. Isn’t this the way it is in this circle? You praise me, I praise you. Next time Jurado goes to another site, he has to do well for the other party. Preparations for a certain hobby to applaud and tout are reciprocal.

The live screen is here.

Jurado glanced at it casually, and pretended to be unhappy and said loudly, "Didn't it mean three to zero, why is it four goals? If the work is not meticulous, the bonus will be deducted!"

Jurado was satisfied. David Gayego did a good job. He was leading by three goals just now. After making a phone call, it took only a few minutes to come here and it was four to zero. Not bad, not bad, I want a reward.

It's just... the auditorium, which was still noisy and noisy, suddenly became quiet.

The assistant who was reprimanded by Mr. Jurado blushed, "Wrong, wrong, boss, wrong!"

"I know I'm wrong, it's four, not three!" Jurado waved his hand.

"It's the wrong score, it's reversed!" The assistant was sweating profusely, and couldn't help raising his voice, "We are behind, we are that 0!"

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