Zhong Dahua is really happy.

The reporter's keen sense of smell told him that this would be a very good report point.

Whether it is Fang Jue's identity as the youngest professional coaching certificate winner in UEFA, his achievements as a coach of a Spanish professional team at the age of 25, or his long-lost victory the day after taking office, or his subsequent visit to Barcelona and leading the team to defeat his former coach in the second game, this is all very amazing and worthy of writing.

There are several Chinese football players who have played overseas, but there has never been a precedent for anyone to coach in overseas clubs. And you should know that this is not a coach in the small national league of Estonia and the Faroe Islands, but this is coaching in the third-level professional league in Spain!

"I originally came today, and I planned to ask you to have an exclusive interview." Zhong Dahua said, "But now I have changed my mind."

"What does reporter Zhong mean?" Fang Jue was a little puzzled.

"I want to stay in the future for an interview," said Zhong Dahua. "I believe Ibiza will definitely achieve better results under your leadership, and I also believe that Mr. Fang Jue will definitely achieve better achievements in the future. At that time, I will visit again to make a more comprehensive and perfect interview."

"Reporter Zhong has been awarded." Fang Jue said, "I'll accept your good words."

"At that time, Mr. Fang Jue will be successful and famous, so don't look down on me, a young reporter." Zhong Dahua joked.

"Reporter Zhong is kidding." Fang Jue smiled and said seriously, "If there really is one day, my door will be open to reporter Zhong at any time."

"One word is certain!"

"One word is certain!"

Although he did not do an exclusive interview, Zhong Dahua asked some questions later, so this interview is essentially no different from an exclusive interview.

Fang Jue secretly praised in his heart that this reporter Zhong Dahua is indeed very good at speaking. The actual purpose of what he said just now is to bring closer relationships and also leave a topic to lay a solid foundation for future interviews.

What Fang Jue admires the most is reporter Zhong’s “truth-seeking” attitude. The report just now can be said to be respecting the facts and sincere words.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, but only realizes that he is a very humble and sincere person, and he also likes to make friends with such people.

The two were having a good conversation, and cheerful laughter came from time to time in the office.

...

Finally, Zhong Dahua proposed to take a photo of Fang Jue.

Fang Juele agreed happily that he has never rejected people's appreciation of beautiful affairs. He is willing to add gold bricks and jade tiles to the beauty of the world.

Zhong Dahua raised his camera and before he could press the shutter, Fang Jue suddenly raised his hand to tidy up the collar and said, "Wait a minute, I'm not ready yet."

He raised the blinds and tidied up his clothes: OK!

The golden sunlight was cast in and spread on the young and handsome coach, adding a bit of handsome and hazy mystery to the young and handsome face.

Zhong Dahua pressed the shutter and froze.

Looking at this young and handsome face, I couldn't help but praise it. Some people's handsomeness makes people feel uncomfortable and jealous. However, for those humble gentlemen who have both appearance and talent, people will only praise the beauty of beautiful jade.

When he said goodbye and left, Zhong Dahua pointed to the Sunday Telegraph in the corner of the sofa and asked if he could give it to him.

"Take it away." Fang Jue waved his hand casually, "I don't know who threw it there."

Zhong Dahua has good Spanish skills. He read it and said he wanted to reprint the reports in domestic newspapers. He asked Fang Jue if he could help contact the Sunday Telegraph.

Fang Jue was a little embarrassed. He said he didn't know this media at all. However, Fang Jue was really anxious when he saw Zhong Dahua. He said he would see if he could contact the media through the club's relationship.

"If I can contact you, I will ask them to contact you directly, reporter Zhong."

"That's great."

"I can't guarantee that I can contact you," Fang Jue reminded.

"It's okay, I'll cause you trouble." Zhong Dahua said politely.

Fang Jue had a better impression of Zhong Dahua. He was so kind. He said nothing, he had helped him with this.

...

He sent Zhong Dahua out and the reporter from the motherland waved goodbye.

Back to the office.

Fang Jue sat at his desk and recorded on his laptop:

Today, the last time I met reporter Zhong, I came to visit. He said he wanted to give me an exclusive interview. I was surprised and ashamed because I felt that I had not done any commendable work, but it was hard to be kind... Before leaving, reporter Zhong asked me to help contact the Sunday Telegraph. It was a pity that I really didn't know this media, so I could only try my best to help.

Closed the notebook, Fang Jue took out a stack of newspapers from the drawer, took out one, put the rest back into the drawer, then rubbed the newspaper, threw it on the ground, and even stepped on it lightly. Then Fang Jue carefully picked up the newspaper and placed it in a seemingly inconspicuous corner of the coffee table, but the person sitting on the sofa could see it as soon as he raised his eyes.

The front page of the newspaper is a photo of him being interviewed by Mr. Rebeto, a reporter from Pelle Radio, on the sidelines after the game against Espanyol B.

This is a handsome, handsome man with a gentle and humble smile on his face. Unfortunately, there are faint shoe prints on his handsome right face, which seems to be slapped, no, it seems to be slapped by someone, which is really heartbreaking.

Hell, it was obvious that he stepped on it gently, Fang Jue muttered.

At this moment, the office door was pushed open, and assistant coach Sebalos came in.

"Fang, someone is scolding you." Sebalus said.

"Ah?" Fang Jue looked up and was surprised.

I have always been kind to others, humble, handsome, shy, and kind to others. Why do people even scold me?

What about this person’s conscience?

...

"It's the TV commentator Fernando, that guy." Sebalus said, handing a newspaper to Fang Jue.

This is a "Catalonian Daily".

Although its influence is a little worse than that of World Sports and Daily Sports, this media is also a well-known media in the Catalonian region.

In a small section in the upper left corner of the third page of this latest "Catalonian Daily", Fang Jue saw this article signed by Fernando by real name.

“Rude!”

"keep!"

"tedious!"

“Murder of Art Football!”

“Born!”

"The regression of football is a blasphemy to beautiful football!"

Fernando felt that he and Ibiza under his rule would sarcastically and criticize him, and even used the words "disgusting game".

Or to summarize it in one sentence: Fernando criticized that watching Ibiza’s game is like eating shit!

Fang Jue put down the newspaper in his hand, and when he lowered his head, he saw the Sunday Telegraph on the coffee table, and happened to see the shoe prints on the handsome face on the front page of the newspaper...

pia!

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