amazing coach

Chapter 31 There is a smell of scum in the air

The days go by very quickly, January has passed in the blink of an eye, and the traditional Chinese Spring Festival is getting closer and closer.

In Western countries like the Netherlands, the traditional Chinese Spring Festival is not a national holiday, and people still have to go to work as usual. However, the overseas Chinese living here still celebrate the festival in various forms. Around the Lunar New Year, in Amsterdam, The Hague and Rotterdam where Chinese people gather

Chinatown is filled with a strong festive atmosphere. Lanterns and couplets are hung on the doors of Chinese-owned shops, restaurants, traditional Chinese medicine clinics and travel agencies. The noisy firecrackers and wonderful dragon and lion dance performances will all be heard.

It attracts a large number of local people and foreign tourists to stop and watch. On New Year's Eve, whether it is a working day or a weekend, overseas Chinese in the Netherlands will invite their relatives and friends to have a good New Year's Eve dinner. Before the festival, Chinese supermarkets and groceries in Chinatown

The shops are also very busy.

This year's New Year's Eve falls on a Saturday. On this day, the municipal building not far from The Hague's Chinatown has red lights. The opening ceremony of the 1979 Chinese New Year celebrations for overseas Chinese in the Netherlands is being held here. Attend the meeting

Celebrities and dignitaries from all walks of life, including the Dutch Minister of Culture, the Mayor of The Hague and the Chinese Ambassador to the Netherlands, as well as celebrities in the Chinese circle. Jiang Mu and the Oriental Dragons won great recognition for Chinese football in the Immigration Cup and the Dutch Cup.

As an honor, they were also invited to The Hague to participate in this Spring Festival celebration.

After the speech by Mr. Wagen, Chairman of the Federation of Dutch Chinese Societies and Chairman of the Organizing Committee of the celebration, the lion dance team came to the city hall building. The week-long celebration of the Spring Festival officially began. In addition to the lion dance performance, the organizing committee also

It has arranged traditional Chinese singing and dancing acrobatic performances, historical costume shows, Chinese literature and art exhibitions, Chinese book exhibitions, Asian bazaars, "Dragon Wall" art labor activities, lectures by well-known Chinese writers, large-scale song and dance evenings by song and dance troupes, Lunar New Year Cup football matches, etc.

A wide variety of activities.

As a rising star in the Chinese community, Jiang Mu, the head coach of the Oriental Dragons, was also invited by Chairman Hua Gen to attend the annual New Year reception at the Grand Hotel in The Hague.

Jiang Mu was not familiar with most of the people attending the cocktail party, but there were many people who knew him. They came up to greet Jiang Mu one after another. Jiang Mu couldn't bear to be bothered. He exchanged greetings with these people and sat down in the corner with a wine glass.

inside.

The tree was still but the wind was still blowing. After a while, Ambassador Tan walked to Jiang Mu's side, and behind him was the pretty and outrageous female translator.

Ambassador Tan has a neat suit and a diplomatic smile on his face. The female translator Qiao Qiao standing next to him is wearing a white dress today, with two snow-white arms exposed, and her fair face is still serious.

Looks like an ice fairy.

"Xiao Jiang, you have performed very well during this period, and you have brought glory to us Chinese in the Netherlands." Ambassador Tan smiled with a smile on his face, which made people feel like spring breeze.

"Ambassador Tan was so ridiculous that he stopped just after reaching the top eight." Jiang Mu quickly stood up and said humbly.

"The quarterfinals are not easy. What you are leading is an amateur team. It's like fighting with millet, rifles, and aircraft and cannons." Ambassador Tan said humorously.

Jiang Mu laughed and said: "The party's millet and rifle won, but we lost. This world is originally an era of winner takes all. In my football, there are only wins and losses."

Hearing that Jiang Mu was not following Ambassador Tan's words, Qiao Qiao couldn't help but take a closer look at this unattractive compatriot.

Ambassador Tan laughed and said, "You have a lot of personality. A few days ago, my good friend Shi Tian asked me to send you a message, asking you to return to China and improve China's football level."

Shi Tian is the chairman of the Sangao Football Club. He is a man with a profound background and good eyesight. Jiang Mu smiled and said vaguely: "My current level is not good enough. I want to practice in Europe for a few more years and learn more."

thing."

At this time, Hua Gen, the chairman of the Chinese Federation, came over with a wine glass and said to Ambassador Tan: "They asked me to find you. It turns out that you came here to chat with young people. Qiao Qiao, you chat with Xiao Jiang,

Let your Uncle Tan have a conversation with us old guys, okay?"

Ambassador Tan stood up and said, "Okay, you young people, let's chat together. You can't chat with us either. Ambassador Tan and Hua Gen took their wine glasses and went to the other side, leaving only Qiao Qiao and Jiang Mu.

Stand opposite.

"Qiaoqiao, this is a good name. Let's have a drink for this name."

Jiang Mu smiled and raised his wine glass, staring at Qiao Qiao softly. He saw that Qiao Qiao looked indifferent and did not look like a girl who could greet him first, so he took the initiative to speak.

Qiaoqiao didn't speak, but he raised his wine glass and took a sip with his lips, like a dragonfly dripping water.

"I used to be a translator. I thought translators were talkative. I didn't expect to meet someone who cherishes his words like gold. Come and have another drink." Jiang Mu's smile became more sincere and his eyes became softer. In Zhao Guangming's words,

Jiang Mu's eyes are so powerful. Zhao Guangming once said that his eyes are "passionate in calmness, sincerity in sincerity, and profound in plainness." Many girls have fallen for Jiang Mu's lustful eyes.

"This is the first time I have met such a talkative translator. No wonder I became a coach." Qiao Qiao finally spoke, her voice as clear as ice and jade bones.

"Do I understand your words as a compliment or as a sarcasm?" Jiang Mu changed to Dutch.

"Certificate of freedom." Qiao Qiao still maintained his calm and reserved tone, but also changed to Dutch.

"Then I understand it as a compliment. I am very happy to be praised by a beautiful woman." Jiang Mu smiled, continued to use his eye attack, and changed to Italian.

"In the same way, good people see good and evil people see evil. It seems that you are not bad. You are not as do-it-yourself as those fans described." Jojo did not show any weakness and switched to Italian.

Jiang Mu was stunned, smiled, and then switched to English and said: "In the field of football, I can be called a utilitarian who does everything in the eyes of others. Of course, some people think that freedom of conscience

I am a realist and the root of football is winning and losing, not art."

"Okay, I believe you were once a translator. Don't change the language again. If you change it again, I will suspect that you are showing off." Qiao Qiao slightly stimulated Jiang Mu.

"The free mind proves that good people see good and evil, and those who see evil see evil." Jiang Mu returned this sentence to Qiao Qiao.

A smile appeared on the corner of Qiaoqiao's mouth and he said: "You are very cunning. No wonder you can defeat two professional teams."

Jiang Mu puffed up his chest and said: "To be precise, during regular time, I led a fourth-level amateur team to defeat an Eredivisie team and an Eredivisie team, and also played against Ajax.

It’s a tie between such a wealthy family.”

"You are very conceited." Qiao Qiao said.

"No, I'm very confident. In the professional field, I will do my job as my teacher." Jiang Mu said with an upright and awe-inspiring tone, not as dirty and vulgar as when he was competing.

"I heard that you rejected invitations from three professional teams. If you don't mind, could you ask why?" Qiao Qiao asked curiously.

"It's nothing. I turned down Ajax because I didn't want to be an assistant coach under the coach who beat me. I wanted to beat him. I turned down Brendan because they were likely to be relegated. I hope to be Brendan's head coach.

In this way, I may have a chance to turn the tide, but they don't have the guts. Alkmaar invited me earlier. They had rejected me before. I hope to make some achievements before considering whether to go, so that I can go with more dignity.

." Jiang Mu talked eloquently and spoke his true feelings frankly.

Jiang Mu's words greatly impressed Qiao Qiao and said, "I admire your behavior and personality very much. I would like to know if you will coach a professional team in the future?"

Jiang Mu smiled and said: "I also want to know, if I coach a professional team, will you become my fan?"

"There is no logical relationship between this," Qiao Qiao said.

"Well, there is no logical relationship, but there may be a causal relationship." Jiang Mu responded quickly.

Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, then smiled again, deliberately pretending not to understand, and said: "You have so many fans who like you, not me."

"Everyone is important, and a beauty like you is of course even more special."

"Um, of course I really hope to see you coaching a professional team. Which team do you plan to join?" Qiao Qiao said.

"It should be Alkmaar. I promised my friend that I would give it priority, and the fans of the Oriental Dragons are also here. I don't want to leave them."

While Jiang Mu and Qiao Qiao were talking, two young men came over. The people attending the reception were all well-known figures in the Chinese community. One of them was Sima Bei, the son of the vice chairman of the Chinese Business Federation, and the other was a famous Dutch businessman.

Chinese writer Luo Fangfang, they are all crazy admirers of Qiao Qiao.

"Qiao Qiao, who is this poor boy?" Sima Bei stared at Jiang Mu unkindly, as if Jiang Mu had invaded his territory.

"Qiao Qiao, let's go over there. They are all from the literary and art circles. They are at a higher level and we all have common topics." Luo Fangfang acted like a qualified cultural person, but directly insulted Jiang Mu personally, saying

He is of a low level and has nothing in common with Qiao Qiao.

Qiao Qiao ignored Sima Bei and said to Luo Fangfang: "I think it was quite fun chatting with Coach Jiang."

Facing the attack of the two young men, Jiang Mu looked at them, ignored them, and said to Qiao Qiao: "Why do I smell the smell of scum in the air? Oh, it might be cologne."

Jiang Mu's attack was quite sharp because he smelled the cologne on Sima Bei and Luo Fangfang, but deliberately said they smelled like scum.

Qiao Qiao suppressed her laughter and said, "It's cologne. Coach Jiang, you smelled it wrong."

"How dare you scold me!" Sima Bei realized what he was doing now. He reached out angrily to grab Jiang Mu's neck and said, "You are a fucking scumbag."

"Light attack."

The attack message from "Chang'e-1" came to Jiang Mu's mind. Before Jiang Mu could finish responding, the intelligent bioelectric energy "Chang'e-1" automatically launched a light bioelectric attack based on its own judgment.

"You want to do...?"

Qiao Qiao did not expect Sima Bei to be so rude and rude, but before she finished speaking, Sima Bei's stretched out arm fell down softly as if it had been broken by a stick.

Qiao Qiao and Luo Fangfang were stunned because they didn't see Jiang Mu make a move, but Sima Bei folded his arms and screamed as if he was seeing a ghost. They didn't know what happened.

Jiang Mu smiled and said: "We civilized people, please don't use your hands or feet. Although I am a poor boy, I still have hands and feet. I can also fight back."

A light attack only numbs a certain part of a person's body, making him unable to move for a short period of time. It does not cause any harm. However, Sima Bei was frightened. He thought he had seen a legendary martial arts master.

Qiao Qiao was worried that Jiang Mu would be retaliated by Sima Bei, so she said, "Coach Jiang, I'm sorry to bother you. I'll go over there and chat with my friends for a while."

"Well, I'm going to see my friends too." Jiang Mu stared at Qiao Qiao, still ignoring Sima Bei and Luo Fangfang.

"Boy, just wait."

Sima Bei originally wanted to be reluctant, but when he saw Qiao Qiao leaving Jiang Mu, he said something to Jiang Mu with a sullen expression, and then followed Qiao Qiao with Luo Fangfang.