Legendary Road

The breathing of the players in the locker room could be clearly heard. Yan Jing briefly explained some of the team's shortcomings he found in this game, and finally assured the players.

"Yes, I don't think the current style of play is suitable for us. I will suggest to Mr. Van Marwijk to adopt more side-center tactics, but I can't guarantee whether he will listen to it."

After the team members nodded to accept it, Yan Jing rolled up his sleeves and glanced at the time, only to realize that the post-match press conference was about to begin.

He quickly looked around at the team members who were still sitting: "Now I have to go to the press conference, you guys go take a shower first, and then think about what I just said."

In the media hall of Kaiserslautern, the head coach of Kaiserslautern, the Austrian Yara, has already sat on the seat with a red face, while the seat belonging to the Dortmund coach on the other side is still empty.

A lot of media came to the scene, most of them came for Dortmund's recent terrible record.

Before the game, there were gossip that if Van Marwijk could not win the game, then Dortmund's board of directors would formally consider firing the Dutchman, even if it would require paying a termination fee that is not too small for Dortmund now.

As time passed, Kaiserslautern's press officer began to keep looking at his watch, and the media at the scene began to whisper.

Yala on the stage didn't mind these things, he was today's winner, and he was willing to give the angry loser some buffer time-he saw the scene of Van Marwijk leaving the stage angrily just now.

Just before the stipulated time arrived, the door of the media hall was suddenly pushed open, and everyone's eyes were focused on Yan Jing who had arrived in a hurry, and some reporters immediately showed a clear look on their faces.

What does it mean that Van Marwijk sent an assistant coach to replace him?Haha, isn't it because he is afraid that they will ask some embarrassing questions again.

Yan Jing stepped onto the stage and took his seat. He shook hands with Yala symbolically, and the press officer of Kaiserslautern immediately said that the reporters could ask questions.

The first to be pointed out was a reporter from the local newspaper in Kaiserslautern. His question was straightforward, but it was also the kind that was mild and easy to fool: "First of all, congratulations on your victory, Mr. Yara. I am Reporter from the "Rhineland-Palatinate Daily", I would like to ask you what do you think of the controversial penalty in stoppage time in this game?"

Yara also intends to deal with this kind of problem that has long been commonplace: "Misjudgment happens every day in the football field. Maybe it is a misjudgment, maybe it is not, but at least I think my players did not make any foul actions. It's just My opinion can't change the result of the game, so I have nothing to say, this is the referee's business, you should ask him."

But Yan Jing on the side didn't seem to have the consciousness of acting low-key as a loser. As soon as Yala finished speaking, he immediately choked in a high-profile voice: "Sorry, with all due respect, I don't agree with Coach Yala's opinion."

The eyes of the reporters suddenly lit up.

It is said that Dortmund's assistant coach is a person who never vomits even a single punctuation mark in front of the media, but today he not only took the initiative to speak abnormally, but also seemed to have no consciousness to stop there.

"I have no intention of questioning the impartiality of the referee's law enforcement, but I believe that no matter what angle you look at, you can see clearly that this is an obvious misjudgment-well, except for Coach Yala." Yan Jing straightened He stretched his waist, turned a blind eye to Yala's eyes, and spread his hands helplessly in front of the reporters' constantly flashing camera lights, "I guess it may be that his eyes are not so good, so that no matter whether it was the foul or the next one, He automatically filtered and ignored the slow-motion playback that came down."

Immediately, a reporter stood up without waiting for the press officer's roll call and asked anxiously and kindly: "Do you mean that Dortmund lost the game because of the referee's misjudgment?"

"Isn't it?" Yan Jing answered subconsciously, and then he suddenly realized that the reporter was setting him up, and immediately added vigilantly, "Of course, that is only a secondary reason for the loss, and the main reason is our own Insufficient ability to seize opportunities."

Almost able to extract a few words from Yan Jing's mouth that could make the Football Association dissatisfied, the reporter sat down regretfully.As a result, most of Yara's good mood of winning the game went away. Yan Jing's subsequent words made him just "hum" in disdain and didn't make a sound, waiting for the reporter to continue to ask questions.

The press officer continued to roll the roll. This time, the reporter from Bild, the newspaper with the largest circulation in Europe, stood up and took the microphone. Chao Yanjing asked a sharp question.

"I am a reporter from "Bild". According to the slow-motion replay, Mr. Van Marwijk was dissatisfied with the referee's decision to swear at the fourth official. Although the referee did not express it at the time, this may lead to an additional suspension by the Football Association. Dortmund's current The record is terrible, and Dede seems to be dissatisfied with it... May I ask whether the reason why Mr. Van Marwijk did not come to the press conference today has something to do with it?"

Yan Jing, who used to watch various press conferences, was already prepared for this type of question. He thought about his words and answered calmly.

"As long as you are a person, you will lose your emotions. I don't deny that Belter said some foul words-but please note that this happened on the basis of the referee's misjudgment. Who can say a word to a man who can determine the fate of the team? Indifferent to the misjudgment? I believe that the German Football Association will handle this matter properly. Of course, we will also reserve the right to appeal."

The reporters below saw that Yan Jing, who was participating in the press conference for the first time, could answer the tricky questions with ease, without any sign of stage fright, but they all thought it was a bit interesting.

"As for the second question..." Although Dede has indeed bombarded Van Marwijk, Yan Jing, who has always been protective of the calf in front of outsiders, did not frown, and said honestly, "It's pure nonsense. , Belter didn't come to participate just because he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, so he left first to check. I just chatted with Dede, from what he said and then read the newspaper, I can only say that you 'polished' the text His ability is really outstanding, I admire it.”

Although Yan Jing's expression was more tactful, anyone with a little bit of heart could hear the irony in it, and the reporter below naturally would not let it go, another reporter stood up and asked him a question.

"Will Mr. Van Marwijk change his coaching tactics because of today's defeat?"

"You'd better ask him about this, I'm not sure."

As the winning side today, Yala was ignored by the reporters. Seeing that the reporters wanted to not let Yan Jing go, he simply thought about how to play the next game on his own.

Most of the reporters on the scene were more willing to find fault with Yan Jing, but the "Dortmund Evening News" team reporter Yul Lambert is a loyal supporter of Yan Jing-he has interviewed Yan Jing several times when he was in U13. , Knowing that the tactical thinking advocated by Yan Jing is by no means like the one adopted by Dortmund now.

The press conference has come to an end, and Lambert was finally called by the press officer. He stood up and took the microphone and looked at Yan Jing: "Dortmund is now on the verge of relegation, and the fans are also complaining about this. May I ask the team's season? What's the next goal?"

Yan Jing looked at Lambert, and said in a calm manner: "The fans have always been our most solid backing. Just look at our home attendance, which ranks first in Europe. It's not a complaint, but a hope that the team can get better. It’s just too urgent.”

"As for the goal, maybe you want to hear me say relegation? No, our goal for this season has not changed from the beginning, which is to enter the European theater." Yan Jing emphasized, "Yes, you heard it right, even if we still Need to fight for relegation."

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The press conference didn't last long, but it was enough to give Yan Jing a headache for the first time. After dealing with the reporters one by one, he remembered that the tactical board was still left in the visiting team's locker room, so he hurriedly rush back.

The players had already finished their showers and returned to the bus. Yan Jing took the tactical board and pushed open the door of the locker room. At a glance, he saw a sneaky person in front of him looking at the visiting team's locker room.

Yan Jing originally thought it was a reporter following him, but he didn't expect that person to rush out as soon as he took a few steps forward.

"Hey! Yan, long time no see!"

"..."

Looking at the familiar face in front of him, Yan Jing was so speechless that the tactical board almost fell off.

"Nick, why did you come here?"

"Need to say? Of course I came to watch the game." Apparently Nick no longer regarded Yan Jing as an outsider. He was half a head shorter than Yan Jing, and he raised his arm and hugged Yan Jing's shoulder with difficulty, "Still Yes, you actually became the assistant coach of the club without telling me! Are you still buddies?"

Yan Jing lowered his eyes and glanced at Nick's slightly tiptoed feet, and slapped him on the head: "Dude, can't you see the news on the official website? By the way, how did you sneak into the player tunnel? Did the security guard let you in without eyes?"

Nick proudly stated that he has special sneaking skills, and Yan Jing suggested that he apply for the high-paying job of the paparazzi of the British "Sun" as soon as possible.

"Yan, are you holding a tactical board?" Nick saw what Yan Jing was holding, and then he remembered the game that had just ended, "Van Marwijk's tactics are not suitable for Dortmund at all, Yan, Did you tell him about this?"

Yan Jing nodded: "Well, I mentioned this issue to him once, but he thinks that time will prove him right."

Nick rolled his eyes and said cursingly: "Oh shit, how long has passed now, I really don't know what the board of directors think. I think he should hurry up and get out of class!"

"Who will lead the team after he gets out of class? There is still more than a month before the winter break."

"Isn't it usually replaced by an assistant coach?" Nick's mind turned quickly, "Hey, not bad! Anyway, it's so bad, and the situation can't get worse. Why don't you try it?"

Yan Jing is not willing to talk about such a topic now, so he changed the subject: "Okay, okay, you came alone?"

"No, I came with my mother. I just told her I was going to find you. She should be waiting for me outside the stadium now."