road to victory

Chapter 2 France 1995
It turned out that Fan Shang was a French-Chinese, 21 years old, his parents were Chinese who had illegally immigrated to France. His mother died soon after she came to France, and it was his father who brought him up.But this Fan Shang is really up-to-date, he seems to be considered a genius.Because his father wanted to earn money, he basically adopted a policy of stocking this Fan Shang, but this Fan Shang was very good at studying, and now he has obtained a master's degree in psychology when he is less than 22 years old.It is particularly worth noting that this Fan Shang likes football very much. While obtaining a master's degree, this man also obtained a FIFA A-level coaching certificate!This Fan Shang, whose current job is also related to this, is a first-team coach of the Bordeaux Gironde Club.But this job was obtained by his father's trusteeship.Although in memory, Fan Shang liked this job very much and worked very hard, but it was also this job that sent him away.

During training today, a ball was kicked outside the fence, and he was about to run to pick it up when he suddenly decided not to go out through the fence gate, but to jump out of the fence.Although the fence is not very high, it is about 1.5 meters long. When Fan Shang jumped, his foot was caught by the fence, and he fell down with his big head, and immediately fainted.When he wakes up, he will be Fan Shang who has traveled through time now!
"Hey, impulsiveness is the devil!" Fan Shang thought in his heart, "But it's okay, you gave me a chance! Now it's 1995, and I traveled here from 2013, so the memory of 18 years ahead should be enough to catch me. Criticize little cows and demons, if you don’t make up a set of mahjong cards, you have to get a set of poker cards! As for tactics, training…” Fan Shang flipped through his memory, “Huh? Why is there no training method? Tactics What about theoretical knowledge? Couldn't it be that the coaching certificate was obtained through connections!" Fan Shang thought with a frown.

"Probably not. This Fan Shang's father is also a Chinese restaurant owner. It is possible to say that he has some relationship with the club. If he can find a relationship to get a coach's license, he can only find a fake license dealer! It may be that Fan Shang is particularly persistent. The things should be taken away by him." Thinking of this, Fan Shangshu frowned, but sighed again.

"Forget it, if you come here, you can be at ease. I have never seen a pig run, and I have never eaten pork! Even if you don't have the theoretical knowledge now, you will learn more secretly when you train in the future, plus the countless ones you have seen in your previous life. The big bug of the game and the time traveler should be worthy of that A-level coaching certificate." Thinking of this, Fan Shang clenched his fist vigorously. He lived in a muddle in the last few years of his previous life. Now that he has timed, he wants to start again. I can no longer waste my life in such a muddle-headed way, I have to make a good appearance, be worthy of myself, and be worthy of this journey of God's will.

Thinking of this, Fan Shang wanted to see what he looked like in this life.He got up and walked to the mirror in the bathroom, took a look at the mirror, "Damn, this is too..." Fan Shang couldn't help cursing in a low voice.Although he wasn't a handsome guy in his previous life, he was quite well-behaved, but this one is really special.In the mirror is a slightly round face, with two small eyes shining slyly, slightly larger earlobes, and short hair. "This is the representative appearance of a profiteer!" Fan Shang was helpless, but looking at his body, he was quite strong, with a height of 1.7 meters and [-] meters. There was no beer belly or anything like that, which made Fan Shang feel a little bit gratified.

Fan Shang returned to the hospital bed with a little disappointment and lay down, thinking, this portrait doesn't matter, as long as he can achieve something in this era, his appearance doesn't matter.Now is the time to plan for the future.first should be...
Fan Shang, who was just about to plan for the future, heard the door of the ward rang, and turned his head to see a tall and thin foreigner walking in.

"Fan Shang, are you okay?"

"Oh, it's okay." Fan Shang was interrupted by him, he paused first, and then replied.This person is known to Fan Shang, and this is Fan Shang's cheap Lao Tzu, the high-level manager of the club. His name is François (François), a name that is popular in France.Fan Shang didn't have any deep acquaintance with this Francois, but only met a few times, so he didn't have much impression.Seeing him come to see him today, Fan Shang was also quite surprised. He felt that this person was not bad, not only brought himself in, but also took care of the "after-sales service".

"Thank you for coming to see me." Vincent nodded politely to Francois.

"Why are you being polite? If you have any accident here, how can I explain to your father?" Francois said, sitting on the chair beside the bed, "You should be careful in the future and don't do something dangerous. action."

"You don't move, I'm leaving, good luck, goodbye"

"Good luck to you too, bye"

"Don't talk about you in the future, we can just call each other you." Francois said.

"Okay, it's fine to see that you are fine. I still have something to do, so I'll leave first. You can rest for a few more days, and don't rush back to work." Francois got up and patted Fan Shang on the shoulder.

Francois waved his hand, turned around and left the room, closing the door behind him.Fan Shang is planning his future in his mind again...
Looking at the unfamiliar yet familiar street, Fan Shang walked slowly on the road, stayed in the hospital for three days, and was finally discharged today.I'm going to the club tomorrow, Fan Shang is both excited and nervous.Excited that he can finally work in the field of football that he loves, but nervous that he is now a complete layman in the field of coaching, what should he do if he goes to work tomorrow and reveals his secrets.

"Okay, go get busy, I'm fine." Fan Shang said, and was about to get out of bed to see him off.

"Okay, okay." Fan Shang nodded.

Hearing Francois' caring tone, Fan Shang's heart warmed up, and he nodded in agreement, "Well, I understand, don't worry."

It is only 95 years now, and the Internet is not as developed as it will be in the future, "ask Baidu for internal affairs, and Google for foreign affairs."It's impossible to hug Buddha's feet temporarily while surfing the Internet.

"Sorrow...sorry..." Fan Shang kept muttering in his mouth while walking.

Before he knew it, Fan Shang had already walked back to his rented house.Going upstairs and opening the door of the room, the first impression of this room is that it is messy. Clothes, books, and other messy things are scattered in the room.If you don't know, you may think that you have just been patronized by a thief.

Fan Shang looked at the messy house and thought, "How does this brother live? He said that he was wronged by the pigsty. But then again, this genius should be able to take care of himself." Something is missing." Although Fan Shang is not a clean freak, he can't live in this kind of pigsty.So Fan Shang started tidying up the room, after throwing out three big bags of garbage, the room was almost tidy.

(End of this chapter)