Amid the noise of everyone, three minutes passed.

Sampayo had no choice but to spread his hands and said, "Everyone, everyone! You are all professional players. You should understand that the boss represents the club, and the club's decision will naturally have his own reasons."

"But……"

"No, the second half of the game is coming soon! Listen to me, starting from the first second, for the club, for the fans, for the victory... I will press on me and then on! Attack and then on!"

As Sampayo finished speaking, the intermission time was completely over.

Under the urging of the game officials, the players had to line up and walk out helplessly.

At this time, Simon Jin also found himself fooled.

But he was locked in the office by Pedro, and his cell phone was left in the locker room.

Although he had tried his best to knock on the door, the shouts of fans on the football field did not respond to his call for help.

What made him even more anxious was that the players seemed to have forgotten their arrangements, and they actually started offensive football in the first second of the kickoff.

Not only did the two full-backs press into the opponent's 35-meter area, but even the most stable and rational Marco Paul rushed to the top of the opponent's penalty area.

"Are you crazy?" Simon Jin Dawei, who was standing by the window watching the ball, was in a panic.

However, the room where he is located, located on the west side of the stadium, was not only blocked by the large LED screen, but even the nearby stands did not include a fan because of safety considerations!

Five minutes later, due to the sharp pressure from Weissera, their already incapable ball possession problem was finally exposed.

The first thing that made the mistake was Shao Mu, the team's star midfielder. After he retreated to get the ball, he could not find the player to support him, so he could only choose to forcefully dribble the ball and break through under the clamping of two defensive players.

Although his skills and dribbling are excellent, he is not a world-class star like Messi after all, so the ball was quickly shoveled out.

If Marco Paul and Claudemere were behind Shaomu, they could make timely defense.

But now, these two midfielders have followed the orders of U19 coach Sampayo and ran to the side of the court.

So, the unguarded midfielder, star midfielder Silva successfully picked up the ball, and there was only one defender in front of him, that is Visera's young central defender Bruno Wilson.

Michelles, the father of modern football, once said: "There are many reasons for conceding a goal, but the most common one is to use mistakes and make up for them."

Just as Wilson does now, he does not use a fight and retreat defense when facing enemy technical players one-on-one.

He only thought about attacking, and immediately used a frontal grab that he was not good at, trying to cut off the ball and pass it to his teammates in front...

Use your own weaknesses to attack the enemy's strengths!

Amid the shouts of Guimaraes fans, Silva separated with a beautiful man ball, successfully broke through Wilson's defense, and then made a big move...

"One-only shot! Wilson is too reckless! Viserna is in trouble!"

The commentator on the sidelines was so anxious that his voice was hoarse, and Simon King was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

He doesn't hate Pedro who deceived him now. He just hates why the players left him, as if they had forgotten everything!

Soon, Silva dribbled into the penalty area, the goalkeeper who abandoned the goal did not block the ball, and the score on the field became 2:1.

“go…go…go…go…go…”

"Guimalice scored a goal, and the players of Visera need to cheer up!"

During the narrator's weak battle report, the technical director Pedro, who was hiding in a corner of the court, seemed a little nervous.

He took out his cell phone and sent a text message to U19 coach Sampayo, asking the other party to think of a way to score a goal immediately.

On the other side, Diogo in the box also frowned.

Although he didn't understand why the team suddenly started an offense, he took it for granted all of this to Simon King's tactical arrangement.

After hesitation, Diogo still pressed the idea of ​​asking his secretary to remind Simon King to strengthen his defense.

But the team's general manager and football director do not think so.

They didn't know that all this was the technical director who was doing it, but after seeing the goal being lost, they complained again sarcastically.

"Look! I've said a long time ago that he has never played professional football and actually tried to use attack instead of defense. The result is! It's ridiculous."

"The layman is the layman! The goal in the first half is definitely not his credit, it is just the luck God has given us."

"We should still let the coach of the youth team come over, maybe it's still time!"

Until this time, everyone hadn't noticed that Simon King was not in the coach's seat at all!

And the game has also started again.

After kicking off again, Pedro, who received the order from the technical director, started a substitution. He replaced the right winger Kofi Koo who scored a goal and replaced another star midfielder Kiko Ponati.

Since the instructions I received before the game were to play as a front midfielder, Ponati had never prepared to play as a winger.

In a hurry, he frequently lost balls on the right, which caused great trouble to the team every time.

And the team also got shots by the opponent again and again because of his poor performance.

The commentator on the sidelines also became very anxious because of the home team's garbage performance, and even his voice was trembling.

"Guimalice dribbled the ball and attacked, crossed the ball! Dangerous!"

"Guimarães got a good opportunity to shoot from a long time, Silva has no defense! My God! It's so dangerous!"

"It's coming again... It's coming again... The opponent's center attacked the goal in the small penalty area! Hit the post!"

"It's coming again... It's coming again... The arc ball... It's so dangerous. The football flew out against the post! Corner kick."

Seeing that the team was getting more and more dangerous, Simon King was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

But he could do nothing except worry.

"No, I have to do something for the team!"

"It's quite high here... Can it kill me?"

Just as he was wandering and helpless, the commentator's nervous broadcast sounded again.

He was like a god of death in a cloak, reading the verdict of seducing souls.

And Guimaras shot again and again, as if it was the sickle in the hands of the god of death, and it seemed that he could kill Visera at any time.

Seeing the game progressing suddenly, the fans' hearts were in their throats, and the voices of discussion came one after another.

"After all, it's just a game player. It seems that the goals in the first half are all the credits of the players."

"Isn't it! If you don't fight well, you have to fight back, and you have to fight any attack. The club is really crazy about letting such people be coaches."

"Look, this guy named Simon King is a villain who is successful. He thought the players scored two goals, and he floated."

"Oh, what's going on like this? Is the team really going to be relegated?"
Chapter completed!