Chapter 15 This Is a Joke

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"This mysterious coach from China once uttered wild words at the press conference before the game, saying that his team came to the El Sardar Stadium to win. Now it seems that this is simply a joke!"

The commentator Alessandro Crespo, who is responsible for explaining the laundry competition, sarcastically said in a very disdainful tone.

A close-up shot of Chang Sheng happened to appear on the TV screen. In the shot, Chang Sheng frowned and his face was not good-looking.

It's not that Crespo doesn't know Chang Sheng's name. Such basic pre-match homework still needs to be done, and Chang Sheng's name is no secret, as it has been mentioned in various reports. The reason why he called Chang Sheng "mysterious coach from China" was just out of disdain for Chang Sheng.

He felt that there is no need to pay too much attention to this kind of coach who is destined to be swept away in the garbage dump of history, and introducing his name is also a meaningless move, so he didn't bother to introduce Chang Sheng to the audience, let alone that Chang Sheng's name was among them. How awkward to read it.

He was being lazy, and didn't think it was a problem.

Judging from the current score, his approach is correct.

Getafe in the away game is falling behind in the score, and it is still behind by two goals!

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Chang Sheng looked up at the scoreboard on the stands of El Sardar Stadium, which showed the score of the game so far.

The visiting team Getafe is 0:2 behind the home team Osasuna.

He pursed his lips and frowned.

Nearly seventy minutes into the game, his team could not find a way to break through the goal of Osasuna.

In the eyes of outsiders, it is normal for Getafe to lose to Osasuna in this game, and they even think that losing only two goals should not be considered a failure for Changsheng. You know Rudy Gonzalez lost five goals.

Such a team has temporarily changed all tactics, even the starting lineup is different, and the main lineup has replaced nearly half of the team. If they can still win Osasuna, that would be unreasonable!

But Chang Sheng didn't think so.

He walks the talk and he's here to take the three points.

No matter how absurd and incredible this goal seems to others, he never doubts himself.

For the previous 70 minutes, he had been looking for a chance to win the game, not letting go of any clues.

He hasn't replaced the three forwards so far, even if it seems that these three forwards have not played a role at all. He wants to ask the three forwards to always be at the forefront and not to blindly return to defense-now he doesn't need them to return to defense, he needs them to score for him!

But where is the chance to score?

He frowned tightly, giving the impression that he was already at a loss.

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"There are fourteen minutes left before the end of the game, the score is still 2:0, and Osasuna is leading at home... It seems that this game has entered garbage time! It is impossible for Getafe to win this game It seems that this mysterious Chinese coach has not brought any change to Getafe, whether it is witchcraft or tricks, it has not helped Getafe..."

Crespo continued to mock Chang Sheng mercilessly.

Not only him, the reporters in the media seats, and the Osasuna fans in the stands were laughing at Chang Sheng.

Osasuna fans even made up an impromptu song to ridicule Chang Sheng - they kept singing "I'm here to win! I'm here to win! I'm here to win!"

They sang this song over and over again, stimulating Chang Sheng.

This is what Chang Sheng said at the press conference before the game.

At that time, the Osasuna fans felt violated-a coach who had never coached the first team,

He dared to say such big words, did he look down on Osasuna too much? Osasuna has also played in the First Division! How can a newly promoted coach be allowed to underestimate him? Getafe's best result is the second division. What qualifications does their coach have to look down on Osasuna?

Now that Osasuna leads Getafe by two goals as expected, they can also mock Changsheng as much as they want.

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The reporters watched the game for more than 70 minutes, and they were already preparing for the manuscript to be written after the game.

The unhappiness they have accumulated for a week can finally be vented at this time.

This time they are going to beat that damned Chinese to the ground, and then step on it hard!

This is what happens when you offend the media!

They want to use the power of language and writing to push Chang Sheng to the point of no return.

They also believe that they have that ability.

The reporters who couldn't wait even started to work at their desks in the media seats.

"Getafe's new coach made wild claims before the game that he would beat Osasuna, and now it looks like a big joke..."

That's how they started.

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Everyone felt that the game had lost its meaning.

Even the Getafe players themselves think so.

Those Getafe players who should have been the main players but sat on the bench made no secret of their gloating.

Even if the score fell behind, they still had indifferent smiles on their faces and whispered together.

Don't listen, you must be laughing at Chang Sheng's overestimation.

Not only the players, but his assistant coach Rudy Gonzalez kept watching Chang Sheng squatting on the sidelines.

There was a mockery in his eyes.

Do you think you can win the game by changing your tactics, replacing a group of main players, and shouting a few times in training?

Innocent!

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Chang Sheng could hear whispers from the bench—these bastards had no intention of avoiding him.

Their own failure is what they like to see.

Chang Sheng didn't care about them, he still stared at the court.

Then he sighed.

He could see that Jose Carlos Rodriguez Valero couldn't handle the relegation battle. He needs a solid midfielder to replace Jose Carlos.

He already had a suitable candidate in mind.

Maybe this candidate will make people think he is crazy, but how can he win Osasuna away without being crazy?

Thinking of this, he stood up from the ground and walked back to the bench.

Seeing him approaching, the smiles of some substitute players disappeared immediately, while those who were bold enough were still smiling and ignored him.

Chang Sheng didn't take them seriously either, these people were destined to be purged by him.

He hooked his hands at Campo directly: "Carlos, go warm up, you don't have much time."

Carlos didn't expect the first match of his first team to come so soon. He froze for a moment, then jumped up from his seat and ran to the warm-up area like the wind.

Chang Sheng didn't even look at those players, returned to the sidelines, and squatted down.

For others, the game has entered garbage time.

But for Chang Sheng, there are still nearly 20 minutes left for the real game.

You can do a lot in twenty minutes... like turning defeat into victory!

This idea is really crazy, and it also makes people feel that Chang Sheng is daydreaming.

But Chang Sheng was indeed working towards this goal, and never gave up a chance.

He was about to make a last-ditch effort.

Although Carlos Campo has never had first-team competition experience, he has always been the main player in the youth team. He has strength and experience. The most important thing is-he is a player that Changsheng can trust, that is, a direct descendant. He can put his wealth and life on Campo, and he is convinced that Campo will not let him down.

If there is anyone who can be trusted in this critical moment of life and death, this kid who he personally brought to the first team from the C team is his reliance.

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Carlos Campo quickly completed his warm-up and returned to Changsheng.

Chang Sheng pulled him and asked him a question: "What do you think of the current situation, Carlos?"

Carlos Campo shrugged: "Not good, boss. Can we still win?"

Chang Sheng chuckled: "If I say I can still win, would you believe me?"

Carlos Campo hesitated, then nodded: "I believe it."

Chang Sheng was very satisfied with Campo's answer, although he still hesitated.

"That's why I put you up, Carlos. You are the key, and I need you to open the door to victory."

"Okay boss, no problem!" Carlos Campo nodded.

"Remember the job you did on the C team?"

"Remember, boss."

"Very well, like that, go up and intercept the ball in the middle of the field and steal the ball. Once the ball is stolen, you immediately pass the ball to the forward in front, and then you don't care about the rest!"

Campo nodded.

After explaining the tactical requirements, Chang Sheng decided to encourage the young man again. After all, this is his first time representing Getafe in a professional league, and everyone will inevitably feel nervous.

He said: "From a rookie to a real professional player, you only have fifteen minutes to adapt to this change, Carlos."

Hearing what Chang Sheng said, Carlos Campo's eyes lit up: "Can I play in the next game, boss?"

Chang Sheng slapped him on the back: "Maybe you'll be the starter! Well, play for me now, don't think too much, if you perform too badly, I'll kick you back to Team C tomorrow!"

Two minutes later, dead ball.

Carlos Campo runs onto the pitch.

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"Ah! Getafe has changed! The mysterious Chinese coach has finally acted! He has replaced a... young midfielder! No. 25, Carlos Alberto Campo from Team C Bastos! Ha!" When the commentator Crespo saw Getafe's substitution, he couldn't help laughing.

"Did he think that his team could turn defeat into victory by replacing a young midfielder under the age of 18? It seems that this rookie coach has completely lost his composure...a rookie coach with no first-team experience Coach, replaced with a rookie defensive midfielder who has no first-team experience like him... It's a perfect match, ha!"

Not to mention him, Rudy Gonzalez didn't understand what Chang Sheng was going to do.

Is it really broken?

In Rudy Gonzalez's view, Chang Sheng's approach is similar to his last game!

It was all random substitutions that caused the team to lose the game.

If he lost the qualification to continue to be the interim coach because he lost that game, then he felt that Chang Sheng should follow in his footsteps after this game. Otherwise, he would definitely go to the club's manager, Vicente Moscodo, that miser to have a good talk!

Even if Chang Sheng is really the son of Chairman Flores, he will not accept it.

After seeing this scene, the reporters in the media seats burst into laughter.

Chang Sheng seemed to think that he didn't die fast enough, so he desperately sent ammunition to them. Now their evidence is even stronger. Getafe's selection of such an idiot-like coach is simply digging their own grave! It is now possible to announce Getafe's early relegation!

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In the Spanish game, the presidents of both clubs will watch the game on the spot. Before the game, the chairman of the home team will also treat the chairman of the visiting team to a meal to show friendship.

It's tradition.

So in this game, Getafe club president Francisco Flores is sitting on the rostrum of the El Sardar stadium, and on the left is the president of the home team Osasuna Javier Miranda.

On the right is the club's manager, Vicente Moscodo.

Every game is like this, the club president and manager are watching the game together.

When the team fell behind by two goals, Moscow looked very ugly. He still glanced at Mr. Chairman nonchalantly, he was really curious to see what expression Flores would have at this time.

But the old man had no expression on his face, so he didn't take it as a joke.

When Changsheng replaced Carlos Campo, Moscodo finally couldn't hold back: "What is he doing? At first, he replaced more than half of the main players, and then he messed up our formation... …Now that the score is behind, he has replaced a rookie! What can the midfielder of the C team do? Our offensive player is obviously sitting on the bench, why doesn’t he change? Is he blind!”

Flores ignored him, although he knew that Moscow was speaking for him.

In fact, he was also curious why Chang Sheng would change to a midfielder who had no first-team experience at this time...

You can't really be broken, are you, young man?