Chapter 147: Modest and Gentleman Coach Fang

Fang Jue saw the change in old Mata's expression, as long as he could listen to it, he was very pleased, these are all good words.

"What is the most important thing for a young player?" Fang Jue asked, he did not ask the old Mata, but looked at the young Mata.

"Yes..." Juan Mata hesitated, "Should be able to play in the game."

"Very correct." Fang Jue applauded, "Yes, to play in the game, Xiao Juan is now nineteen years old, this age group is the golden age of raising goals, and everything is important to you to be able to play in the game."

"My son will definitely be able to play! He is the best!" said Mata Sr.

"As for Little Juan's talent and ability, I admit it 100%." ​​Fang Jue nodded in agreement, "Otherwise I wouldn't come here today."

Old Mata nodded. This is the third time this person has emphasized this point. His appreciation for his son is obvious and sincere, which makes Old Mata very happy.

It is human nature for fathers to like their sons to be recognized and praised, and their children are their greatest pride.

Although Fang Jue is only the head coach of a Spanish football second division team, he can be regarded as a professional coach with a certain status. The praise of such a person is even more rewarding.

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"However, one thing has to be mentioned. In Valencia, Juan needs to face great competitive pressure. I don't deny that he can stand out, but this is a struggling process. He needs to be on the bench first. To be able to endure loneliness requires a good opportunity, but such a thing as an opportunity is hard to explain.” Fang Jue talked eloquently, “Although I also hope that Juan can get more opportunities in Valencia as soon as possible. However, there is a situation that we have to face up to, that is, he is likely to be on the bench at the beginning or even for a short time."

"Moreover, another possibility is not ruled out, that is, Valencia will loan Juan out. With all due respect, many talented players just waste time in the process of repeated loan wasting, and the final development result is not satisfactory. .”

The old Mata opened his mouth, but he didn't speak after all. He admitted that Fang Jue was telling the truth. It was almost difficult for the young Mata to play steadily in Valencia as soon as he came up. Most of them start from the bench.

As for being loaned out, it is even more troublesome. Frequent loans and each loan force players to adapt to a new team and a new coach. This is a great challenge and waste for young players.

"Then, here comes the problem." Fang Jue clapped his hands, "As I said just now, the most important thing in this period of time is to play the game, and obviously, in Valencia, he may not be able to get too much for the time being." Playing time, am I right?"

"I understand what you mean, Coach Fang." Old Mata said, "You will definitely say next time that my son joins your team and can get more playing time."

He looked at the other party and said to himself, I can see clearly your little tricks.

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"That's right." Fang Jue nodded, showing no sign of embarrassment at all. His expression was extremely frank, because he had a clear conscience.

"This is a fact. I can't guarantee anything else. As long as Little Juan is not injured and is in good condition, he will be able to get a stable playing time. Moreover, I am very confident in his ability and state."

"And, there is one more point." Fang Jue continued without waiting for the father and son to speak, "In my team, there is Deisler, one of the best players in football at present. By Le's side, Mata can learn and grow faster."

"However, Valencia also has many excellent players." Mata Sr. said.

"However, those big stars in Valencia will squeeze out Juan's playing time, but this kind of worry will not exist in my team. He can get stable playing time and at the same time be taught by words and deeds around top players. guidance."

Fang Jue clapped his hands, "I've finished what I want to say, Mr. Mata, and little Juan, you can think carefully about it."

Although the old Mata listened to Fang Jue's words, he also admitted that what this guy said made sense, but between joining a Spanish football second division team and joining a giant like Valencia, He still subconsciously leans towards the latter.

"Coach Fang, thank you for coming here in person, we can feel your sincerity, but I'm sorry..."

"Don't say sorry first." Fang Jue said with a smile, "I hope you can discuss it with Little Juan. He is already an adult. He must have his own ideas about his career development. I think you should Ask for his opinion."

After finishing speaking, Fang Jue stood up, "I won't bother you anymore, here is my business card, if you change your mind and choose my team, you can call me, my phone is on 24 hours a day."

After finishing speaking, before the old Mata offered to see the guest off, he stretched out his hand to say goodbye to the guest.

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"Mr. Mata, please believe my sincerity, although I did come here for the purpose of my team getting an excellent player." Fang Jue said sincerely, "However, my words were indeed carefully considered. It was indeed for Juan Mata."

"Thank you, I understand. I can feel your sincerity." Old Mata also said politely. Among other things, the other party was indeed very sincere and had a good attitude. After saying this, he said goodbye and left. Not pestering, appeared very polite and personable.

"Okay, I'll take my leave first." Fang Jue glanced at the air tickets on the table, "I won't delay your trip to the airport, but as long as you haven't signed a contract with Valencia, you can contact me at any time."

After finishing speaking, Fang Jue greeted the little Mata who had been silent all the time, "Little Juan, come on, you will have a great career, no matter where you are."

"Thank you, sir, thank you." Little Mata said a little excitedly.

This is the first time he has heard a head coach personally admit him so positively, and thinking that when he was sent off and cried, the opponent's head coach was the first to come up to comfort him, Mata thought I was a little touched, this gentleman really valued him very much, very good.

"One last thing." Before leaving Mata's house, Fang Jue said with a serious expression, "If Juan chooses to join Ibiza, I'm sure he will make great progress, and if he chooses to go to a bigger stage in the future If that is the case, as long as it is within a reasonable range that can be negotiated, I will not put up obstacles, that is a promise."

"Thank you." Old Mata said, anyway, these words, this attitude, nothing to say.

This is a polite and humble gentleman.

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Looking at the back of Fang Jue leaving, little Mata looked at his father, "Dad..."

"Let's go to the airport first. Let's talk about it on the way. Time is running out." Old Mata interrupted his son, he still tended to go to Valencia in his heart, but, I don't know why, what the guy said just now But the words kept lingering in his mind, which made him hesitate for the first time about his son going to Valencia.

Mata glanced at his father, sighed in his heart, but didn't say anything more.

Psychologically, he was moved by Fang Jue's words, and, most importantly, he had a good impression of Fang Jue.

"Hurry up, son!" Old Mata urged his son to put the salute into the trunk and set off quickly.

Little Mata got into the car a little sullenly.

Insert the car key and start the car.

Click.

"What's going on?" Old Mata looked at his watch. It was because of that guy who delayed the time, and it was almost too late to catch the plane. "Son, go down and have a look."

"Dad, the tire is flat." Mata went down and turned around, and shouted when he saw the flat tire.

"What's going on?" Old Mata was anxious.

"It must have been nailed." Little Mata said uncertainly.

"Hurry up and help change the spare tire, son." Old Mata looked at his watch again and said anxiously.

After working for a while, I changed the spare tire.

The father and son drove on the road.

About less than a few kilometers away, the car broke down again.

"Damn it!" Old Mata remembered clapping the horn, "Go down and have a look."

"Dad, the tire here is out of air." Mata circled around and shouted helplessly.

"Damn it!" Old Mata cursed depressingly.

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The father and son hurriedly took the salute out of the car, first called the repair shop to tow the car, and then called the car as the father hurriedly called. In foreign countries, taxis usually wait for customers at a fixed location, or call a car directly , instead of stopping cars on the street.

After waiting for about half an hour, the taxi finally came.

When the devastated father and son arrived at Madrid Airport, the flight had already taken off ten minutes ago.

"Damn, bad luck today." Old Mata was very depressed.

Afterwards, the old Mata took out his mobile phone and called Valencia, saying that he had not caught up with the plane and could only wait until tomorrow to sign the contract.

The person on the other end of the phone is the Valencia coach Flores. It can be heard that the phone is quite noisy, and Flores is not in a good mood and looks a little angry. I don't want to have a next time, please call me when it arrives."

Then I could hear someone arguing next to me, "I told you, that's all for the transfer budget..."

The old Mata didn't hear any more words, and the phone had already hung up, but his face immediately became gloomy. He thought of what the Ibiza coach said just now, and had more guesses and ideas.

"Huh?" A voice rang in the ears of the father and son. They turned their heads to look, and saw the surprised Ibiza head coach.

"Haven't you gotten on the plane yet?" Fang Jue asked with a smile. He shook the phone in his hand, "I came to pick them up, but their flight was delayed, so they can't come today."

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