Fang Jue wore a windbreaker and sunglasses, and stood on the sidelines watching the players' training.

The female staff of the club passing by couldn't help but look at it. How can men be so handsome and so cool? Looking at Fang Jue, and thinking about her big belly at home, she suddenly felt that she was indulged in love.

"Farreco! Return to defense!"

Fang Jue called for a timeout and said to the team's genius player Fareco.

"I understand." Fareco said in a muffled voice.

However, after resuming training, Fareco remained the same. This little guy was not not working hard. When his side had the opportunity to attack, he would work hard to intersperse forward and run, but he was unwilling to put in the effort in defense.

Fang Jue called for two timeouts, asking Fareco to actively fight back in the frontcourt, but it still had no effect.

After reminding him three times, Fang Jue said nothing.

...

"Little guy, you have to follow the coach's arrangements." Captain Digneto persuaded.

"I know." Fareco replied casually. He was very proud. The coach stopped saying anything, obviously he had acquiesced to his approach.

As a talented player produced by Ibiza Youth Training, Fareco has always been favored by the team. Under Fernandez's rule, Fareco was even more spoiled and even given unlimited firepower in the frontcourt. It was very idle, and Fareco believed that Fang Jue would continue to spoil him.

Digneto glanced at the sidelines, and the coach put his hands in his pockets and watched quietly. Because he was wearing sunglasses, he could not see the expression behind him clearly.

Intuition told Digneto that this matter would not end like this, so he decided to wait until the afternoon training was over and had a good chat with Fareco.

However, when the training was over, Digneto finished taking a shower and changing his clothes, he saw that Fareco had already run away.

Isn’t Fang Jue angry?

Of course it is impossible.

He knew one thing deeply that just as authority is to be slowly cultivated, the collapse of authority is also slowly beginning. Fareco did not obey his arrangements, which was tantamount to challenging his authority. For this kind of behavior, he had to slap him to death from the beginning.

It seems that he has not yet established his authority after coaching the team. Since Fareco took the initiative to jump out, he doesn't mind using this kid to kill the chicken to warn the monkey.

Moreover, the more Fang Jue thought about it, the more he felt that Fareco was a good target for establishing his authority. This kid is Ibiza's "youth training genius". He is deeply loved by the club, so he became a little bit arrogant at a young age. It is obviously more powerful to use such a player to establish his authority.

As for the so-called genius, Fang Jue didn't care at all, that is, Ibiza is a small island team, and the base of youth training selection is too small. It is only when the short ones are taller that they seem to be very precious. Such a player can't show anything when he looks at the Spanish arena.

...

Fareco was not found. Ibiza's old captain Digneto thought about it and called Fareco's father.

"How is your performance today?" After dinner, Albert Fareco asked his son.

"It's great." Benefacio said lazily, he couldn't wait to talk to his little girlfriend on the phone.

"Stop it." Old Fareco looked stern, "Why didn't you obey the coach's arrangements during training?"

Fareco looked at his father in surprise, then screamed, "It must be Digneto's call, and the captain is also the one who reports behind the scenes!"

Bang!

Old Fareco directly gave his son a forehead, "I don't know what's wrong! Digneto is for your own good! Answer me, why don't you follow the head coach's arrangement?"

Oh my god!

After being beaten by my dad for a while, Fareco's violent temper could no longer be suppressed and he was about to jump!

Bang!

It's another moment!

Bang!

It was another moment.

Fareco became honest and sat on the sofa silently.

...

"Answer me."

"The coach is completely messing around. My talent is offense, but he wants me to defend." Fareco said muffled.

"Dagstino is active in defense? Where is Solari? Where is Bedino? Did they follow the coach's arrangement?"

"them……"

"Answer me!"

"They are cowards and dare not ignore the coach. I know they don't want to defend either." Fareco defended.

"Silly! Idiot! Bastard!" Old Fareco was angry, "Who do you think you are? If someone praises you for a few geniuses, you really think you are a genius? Dagstino and the others have been playing professional players for so many years. They can all follow the coach's arrangements. Why do you dare not listen?!"

Fareco looked up at his dad, he had never seen his dad be so angry.

"I have been trying to find an opportunity to tell you these days, and now it seems to be too late." Old Fareco sighed and said, "Don't think you are really a genius. You have to know that in Spain, there are many players of your level!"

"Genius players, my dad has watched a lot on TV, but how many of those who have been hyped by the media have really become talented?" Fareco said earnestly, "As for you, you are much worse than those people."

"Remember, Bene." Old Fareco patted his son's shoulder, "Genius is just an appearance. One hundred so-called geniuses are good enough to have one success. Only by working hard, respecting the coach, recognizing yourself, and not floating, is the most correct way to succeed!"

Fareco looked at his son, "Of course, my dad is also proud of you. You are better than many of your peers when you are nineteen, but this is just a higher start than others. Your future achievements depend on your efforts!"

"Remember, Fang Shi coach! As a player, respecting fans, respecting coaches, and obeying the coach's arrangements is the most basic professional ethics! As long as he does not deliberately target you and treats everyone equally, you must respect him!"

"Because, he is the coach!"

After saying this, Old Fareco walked away. His son was older. Some truths needed to be understood slowly by himself. It was useless. If he did this, he would not understand it... he could only beat him up seriously.

...

All night, Benefacio did not say a word to his father until he went to bed, and he was sulking alone.

The next morning.

Have breakfast before leaving home.

"Dad, I was wrong." Fareco found his father who was busy washing his clothes in the kitchen and said.

"Yeah." Fareco was very happy. "I knew that my son would figure it out. Remember, when he arrived at the training base, he would find the coach to apologize first."

"I still have to apologize?" Fareco was displeased, which made him feel embarrassed.

"Of course." Old Fareco said, "Your behavior yesterday was extremely disrespectful to the coach, and even a provocation to the coach's authority. If you don't want to be used by Fang to establish your authority, you must take the initiative to apologize."

"Make a power?" Fareco was puzzled. Yesterday he saw that the coach was very calm and didn't say anything.

"Do what I said." Fareco's expression was serious.

"knew!"

Looking at his son who was depressed and left home, Old Fareco shook his head. This kid was still too young and didn't realize that he was the best target to establish his authority.

For Fang Jue, who was just an ordinary staff member of the club before, being able to coach Ibiza is equivalent to God opening a door for him. For his own future and for Ibiza's achievements, how could this Chinese coach be rude? If old Fareco faced this situation, he would definitely be a warning to the monkey.

For Fang Jue at this time, it is obviously the most intolerable thing for the head coach's authority to be challenged.
Chapter completed!