"Don't look down on me? Playing games?"

"Haha, wait and see the fools!"

Simon Jin naturally heard the conversation between the team members. He knew that in the eyes of these people, he was just a charge.

But he was not disappointed, nor was he uncomfortable, because in his heart, Simon King was a noble swan and could not even bother with a group of birds.

So he strode to the tactical blackboard, first glanced at everyone's face, then raised his voice and said: "Before today's tactical meeting officially begins, I would like to ask everyone, do you still want to stay in the Super League?"

"Of course, we want to stay in the Super League! But the question is, what should we rely on to relegate if someone who has never played football to command us?"

The person who spoke was the team's midfielder and the thorn leader of the team, Brazilian Claude Mill.

He is five years older than Simon King, so he naturally looks down on this young and unqualified newcomer.

Immediately afterwards, another Brazilian, center Casino, also laughed and said loudly: "Maybe we can play FM against our opponents? I believe that in the game, our Simon King is invincible!"

"If that happens, we will win the Champions League next year!"

"Of course! Not only the Champions League champion, but even the World Footballer next year will definitely be between us!"

Amid the ridiculous laughter of everyone, Simon King did not speak. He just looked at the two of them coldly, ready to activate the system skills at any time.

However, the team captain, another Brazilian, Marco Paul, could not sit still.

He slapped his chair and stood up, pointing at Claudemire and Casino and said, "Stop talking stupid! This is Vishna, you are professional athletes! I order you and apologize to the head coach immediately!"

"Okay captain, no problem. Sorry! Mr. Coach."

"Yes, I'm sorry sir."

The two apologized to Simon King with a smile, but their tone and expression did not repent at all.

Marco Paul spread his hands helplessly to Simon King. As the captain, he had done what he should do, but in his heart, he also had no expectation for Simon King's arrival.

Seeing that the team members were indeed dissatisfied with him, Simon Jin was a little panicked.

But he believed that the system would bring him miracles, so he immediately said in his heart: "System, use super persuasion ability!"

"Ding! The skill has been turned on, and it will last for one hour."

As the system finished speaking, Simon Jin felt a warm current surge in his body, and the panic just now disappeared completely.

He knew that this skill had worked, so he pretended not to care and reached out and tapped the blackboard.

"I know you are full of doubts about me, and I know you have lost confidence in relegation! But please note that if you listen to me, then we will be able to relegate smoothly, and the qualification for the Champions League next season will be ours."

“Buzz…”

As soon as this statement was spoken, an invisible power was immediately emitted in the conference room. Deep in the heart of each player, it seemed that he was hit hard by this passage, making them quiet instantly.

"Tomorrow's game is our first game to the Champions League. And we will all win the last three games of this season!"

As Simon King told his plan, the team atmosphere, which was originally unconfident and lifeless, became instantly warm.

"Although he is a rookie, I don't know what's wrong, I just want to believe him!"

"So too! Although I know it's a fantasy to score in the Champions League, I was moved by his words!"

"I didn't think about anything! I just knew that after listening to Kim's words, my whole body was full of strength! I wanted to kick Guimaras's butt right away!"

In the incredible amazement of the players, Captain Mark Paul suddenly stood up and shouted: "We must be a group of people who have been cared for by God! Simon King is the messenger sent by God! Let us fight for him and fight for Viserna!"

Under his leadership, the whole team was full of energy. Everyone treated Simon King as a gift from God and spontaneously sang the team song.

The singing of the team members quickly alarmed everyone in the base. They didn't know what was going on, and they whispered and talked a lot.

"The last time the team was so passionate, it seemed to be half a year ago, right?"

"Isn't that true? It seems that the team has a new coach."

"This coach is OK, and it cheers up the team as soon as it comes!"

The boss Diogo naturally heard the movement on the first floor. He sent the secretary out to inquire about the news with a little confusion, and he closed his hands and prayed: "God, have I received your blessing for this appointment?"

After a while, the singing slowly stopped, and the conference room calmed down again, only the voice of Simon King was looming through the wall panel.

"Silent, get back to your seat and listen carefully to me."

"No problem, Jin."

The one who spoke was still the thorny Claudemere, but his tone now was no longer ridiculous, but instead he was a kind of admiration and appreciation.

"Please remember what I said. If everything is as I said, then we will definitely be able to relegate, and the qualification for the Champions League next season will be ours."

"Remember! Please start the tactical explanation as soon as possible, we can't wait."

While everyone answered in unison, Simon King wrote down eleven names on the tactical board, and these eleven names were arranged into a 4231 formation.

"Our opponent is the city's arch rival Guimaraes. In this season's league, they have used a total of four formations, and the most used one is the 4231 you see now."

Everyone stopped talking, just stared at the pen in Simon King's hand with concentration, and everyone became focused.

"Do you remember how you lost last time?"

Simon King used a pen to draw a circle on the name of Thiago Silva, the opponent's No. 88 player, and then quickly connected the pen to the name of their center player Bruno Silva.

"Do you still remember? With the cover of the center, this front midfielder was completely in a free state within our 35-meter area, and finally completed one pass and one shot."

Hearing this, Captain Marco Paul said embarrassedly: "That game was my problem. As a midfielder, I did not complete the task of marking Thiago Silva, and gave him too much room to get the ball."

"No, no!"

Without waiting for Marco Paul to continue to say, Simon King interrupted him with a firm look on his face and said seriously:

"Maybe everyone is pushing the blame on you, but I want to tell you that you played well in that game and failure is definitely not your problem."

In fact, after the last matchup, Marco Paul was under a lot of pressure.

The media said he was old, and the team members said he was in a bad state.

But in fact, he knew very well that he not only played well in that game, but it was because of his good performance that the team avoided conceding two more goals.

However, as the captain of the team, although he knew that it was not his fault, he still bravely took on all this and never mentioned it to anyone from beginning to end.

So when Simon King said this to everyone, a warm feeling immediately rose in Marco Paul's heart.

A kind of gratitude for a soldier to die for his confidant, which made a raging fire ignite in the eyes of him looking at the other person.
Chapter completed!