king of the sports world

Chapter 1 002's Bad Appearance
But it was the only major injury that destroyed the cruciate ligament of his right leg and ruined his professional player career.

At the beginning, people still had hope for him, after all, he was the so-called once-in-a-decade football genius in Huaguo.Therefore, he was sent to Germany by the province for medical treatment, which is considered a huge investment, and it is expected that he can shine on the green field again like Roberto Baggio.

But it didn't take long for them to be disappointed. The doctor concluded that even if he recovered from his injury, it would be difficult for him to walk quickly, and it was impossible to play football.

So Lin Wenlei was gradually forgotten by everyone intentionally or unintentionally.What was forgotten at the same time was the cost of his recovery period.It was his parents who had sold their newly purchased house and were bankrupt and in debt, insisting that he receive high-quality rehabilitation training in Germany.

Lin Wenlei, who has been the core of the team since he was a child, was greatly admired by everyone, and he also deeply felt the love of his parents.Especially his mother who has always insisted against him playing football.

So he started self-study in the later stage of recovery, was admitted to the Cologne Institute of Physical Education, and obtained the qualifications of physical education teachers for primary and secondary schools and the certificate of youth training coach.Because his mother is a teacher, she also believes that teaching is a more noble and formal profession than football.

After nearly a year of treatment and rehabilitation, and three years of study, he returned to China and entered Jiangxia International School.Of course, he only told his mother that he was a physical education teacher, but he didn't say that he was the physical education teacher who was in charge of the school's football team.

This was his fifth day at work, and he hadn't formally led the team for training. The mother of Wei Yi, a young team member he valued very much, gave him such a hot blow.

I had a headache for a while due to the sequelae of hard work and hard work left by my predecessor, and the afternoon training time is almost here.

He put on his jersey, shoes and socks, carefully put away the shin pads, and walked out of the office with his whistle and notebook.

Next to the office is the equipment room and the big office. For the convenience of going to and from the training ground, the doors are opened backwards.At this time, in the equipment room, his four assistants were sorting out footballs and sign buckets.They are the goalkeeper coach Han Minghai, who is nearly 50 years old and an old coach with a good personality. He used to be the goalkeeper and coach of the Jiangxia Iron and Steel Company union. He was recruited by Jiangxia International School three years ago when it launched special education.

The fatter one is Wang Peng, in his 30s, a former member of the provincial team, and a disciple brought by Lin Wenlei's predecessor, Coach Xie Dongyang.Then I saw Lin Wenlei coming in, took a look and then continued to arrange the equipment.

The two young people who greeted each other politely were Wang Xinze and Peng Yu, both of whom had just graduated from physical education at Chubei Normal University.Unlike Han Minghai, who is responsible but not far away, and Wang Peng, who is somewhat hostile, they respect and warm Lin Wenlei.He said hello first, and then waited for orders.

"Brother Han, Brother Wang, Xinze, Peng Yu, take a break first, do you have any comments on the training plan I gave you?"

While speaking, Lin Wenlei's attention was focused on Wang Peng, but Wang Peng glanced at him, turned his head and stared at the football with a light smack, as if he wanted to count the cart of footballs.

While Wang Xinze and Peng Yu were chattering, Han Minghai coughed lightly and said:
"Professor Lin, you haven't arranged for me yet."

Lin Wenlei smiled, and handed over a cigarette, the cigarette left by Ma Haina just now, and asked him to borrow flowers to offer Buddha.

"Brother Han, you follow your own way of thinking. If you have anything, you can tell me. Brother Wang, is there any problem with your group B (9-10 years old)?"

"The training plan you gave is too rigid. You have to order everything in 10 minutes. Children are so punctual. And the water glasses must be placed neatly. If I focus on this, how can I have time to train? It's unrealistic."

Lin Wenlei said seriously:

"Brother Wang, and Peng Yu, your small class should also pay attention to this. Once you go to the court, you must implement the rules. Violations will be strictly punished according to discipline. The younger you are, the more time you form habits. "

Seeing what Wang Peng wanted to say, he continued directly:

"That's it. If there are regulations, they must be implemented. The sports department and the school department have opinions. It is my problem. If you don't implement it, it is your problem. Brother Han, the disciplinary issues of the goalkeepers are entrusted to you."

After half-coaxing and half-pressing, he ended his first working meeting after taking office.Leading the way out of the big office and walking towards the field.

In order to establish a brand name among several famous private schools, Jiangxia International School attaches great importance to infrastructure construction. The back of the campus is lined with trees, and the middle swimming pool, basketball court, outdoor courts, tennis courts, etc. are surrounded by gardens. The students were rushing to various venues in large groups, and the usually quiet second half of the campus came alive.

Their football training grounds are not far away. They are a standard stadium, an eight-a-side field, and three five-a-side fields.They are all surrounded by barbed wire, the standard court is in the middle, and the 1 yuan 3-person court is on the right, all of which are also artificial grass.

Lin Wenlei walked to the middle of the field and stood down, feeling a little emotional and sad. After four years, he finally stood in his familiar position in the middle of the green field.What is not familiar is the current status, which is the first time he has begun to carry out his varsity head coaching responsibilities after observing the team for a few days.What kind of beginning is this? Lin Wenlei looked up, not knowing the answer.

You may all know that this is the legend that the school's newly hired head coach from the Cologne Institute of Physical Education is coaching for the first time, and the school's football training students have arrived early.Many parents gathered outside the stadium, as well as the director of the sports department and others.Several coaches led the students into the arena and surrounded their somewhat thin head coach. The students also looked at their head coach.With someone next to him whispering and pretending to be X, or an excited young coach bragging about how awesome the Cologne Sports Academy is.The expressions of the students ranged from contempt to excitement to longing, all colorful.

When all the players arrived, Han Minghai coughed again, and when he wanted to remind the thin, young head coach, Lin Wenlei himself ended the beating performance of looking up at the sky at 45 degrees.Seeing a lot of disdain, I immediately complained in my heart, and now I am pretending not to pretend.With this appearance, even I was caught off guard...

But he also bit the bullet and walked down, introducing himself loudly:
"Hi students, my name is Lin Wenlei. From today onwards, I will officially serve as your head coach. You can call me Coach Lin."

The bland opening remarks only played the role of attracting everyone's attention, and they were all waiting for his next words.Lin Wenlei also looked around, and then continued to speak in accordance with people's hearts:
"What is football? Can you tell me?"

This remark continued to be nothing exciting, and the onlookers were a little disappointed.Football is a man's sport, and football is like a war without gunpowder. When naughty boys call it out, there is not much emotion to be mobilized.

(End of this chapter)