Coaching career started as a college team coach

Wei Le stood on the sidelines and watched everyone happy, with a happy smile on his face. 30-year-old David Edwards stood next to him.

"Thank you, boss."

"You have said thank you many times to me." Wei Le smiled and took the old captain, who was much older than himself, to his side.

"But I still have to thank you, boss."

"Okay." Wei Le had to accept it.

Everyone had enough of the noise, and suddenly they all ran towards Wei Le.

Wei Le suddenly had an ominous premonition. Suddenly, he felt Edwards next to him holding his waist, and he couldn't break free of Edwards' arms.

"I've pinned him down! Come on!" Edwards, who was always steady, shouted loudly for his players to catch up, which shocked Wei Le greatly - he had seen the wrong person! ! What a mature and steady captain, you are clearly a bad guy!

"Come on!" It was not the players who came first, but Celars behind him! He pinned Wei Le from behind, and Wei Le really couldn't run away this time!

"Hey, what are you going to do! I declare that your vacation is over!" Wei Le threatened, but he still couldn't stop the players with a "grin" on their faces. They had wanted to ravage their head coach for a long time.

"Brothers, lift it up! Throw it!" David Edwards gave orders, and immediately three or two big men lifted Wei Le up by his arms and legs, and everyone held Wei Le up in the air with one hand.

"I will give you extra training when I go back - you are not allowed, hey! Hey! Don't! Not there, ah ah ah ah ah!"

Wei Le felt that he was thrown into the sky by everyone! ! ! The sudden feeling of weightlessness made him panic, but the satisfaction of being loved by everyone and the joy of winning the championship diluted all the panic.

Because he believed that his players would definitely catch him.

The Wolves fans had already given up their own seats, and they all tried to squeeze to the front row. And at the front, a player recognized the man.

"Hey, isn't that the truck driver and his son? The one waving the flag at us!"

"Really!"

Everyone saw an acquaintance and ran to Todd. Todd had never seen such a scene before, but his son understood what the Wolves players meant, so he took the flag out of his bag - Wembley Stadium does not allow flagpoles to be brought into the stadium.

"Raise it, Dad, raise it with me!"

"Oh yeah! Flag! Damn, you're so smart!" Todd and his son held up the flag together, the flag that was flying side by side with the Wolves bus on the highway!

"Hello! Hello!" The players gathered together and greeted the two loyal fans. The two of them were also surrounded by everyone and walked to the front row of the stands. After asking the security personnel, they were directly invited into the stadium!

"We have always believed that our victory is closely related to seeing you waving flags on the highway. It is because you blessed us that we won." Wei Le explained with a smile, "So they invited you down, I hope this will not embarrass you."

"Damn it, how could we be embarrassed!"

"Dad! Don't swear in front of outsiders!" the son reminded.

"Oh, yes, I shouldn't swear. I mean, I'm so happy that I can't wait to be embarrassed!" Todd blushed and smiled, looking at the Chinese head coach in front of him who was slightly taller than him but much thinner.

"This championship is not only our credit, but the result of our joint efforts. Including you, including the staff on the sidelines, including more people who are not here, we won together. So let's celebrate together!" David Edwards patted Todd on the shoulder.

He had an impression of this fan. He had asked him for an autograph before, and he could often see him in the most eye-catching position in home games.

"Before you came, I was really desperate. You don't know how sad I was at that time. The team I liked became like that..." Todd held Wei Le's hands and almost choked. He grabbed Coady's hand and Jota's hand again, just kept looking at everyone's face carefully, trying to remember all of them in his heart.

"Football is one of the most important parts of my heart, but you ignited the most important part of my heart." Todd pounded his chest hard, and then shouted passionately in front of everyone-

"Let's go wolves!!!!!!"

The players were infected by his emotions and shouted with him, so the Wolves fans also shouted, they continued to sing, cheer, and dance to the rhythm of each player's dance.

And Todd stood on the fieldIn the ground, watching those players who had been distant before walk past him, smiling foolishly. Wei Le stood beside Todd, his mind wandering.

On the day when the college team won the league championship, when everyone went up to the podium to receive the award (Chapter 28), Wei Le had a vision, what would it be like if he really stood on the podium of Wembley Stadium.

Joy? Excitement? Nervous?

Today, this question has an answer, which is a feeling of all emotions intertwined. And what makes Wei Le happy is not only the honor of the championship and the gold medal on his chest, but also everyone in front of him.

There are players who love him, a coaching team that admires him, Wolves fans who stand by him and always support him, and many people who love him and the people he loves are by his side. This is the greatest luck, isn't it?

So he took out his mobile phone, opened QQ, opened the chat he pinned, and dialed it. The video call was connected almost immediately.

Han Yang looked panicked on the other end.

"Your account wasn't hacked?"

"How can you say hacked?"

"How do you have time to call me? Aren't you at Wembley?"

"Look where this is?" Wei Le pointed the camera of his mobile phone behind him and walked around. Jota saw Wei Le making a video call, and came up to watch with a gossipy look on his face, but saw that the other party was a man. So he was a little disappointed.

"Say hello! This is my childhood friend, and a meritorious player of my university's championship team."

After Wei Le introduced him like this, Jota was in awe, so he saluted the camera seriously-

"Niubi!" He said in non-standard Chinese. This made Han Yang even more panicked-he was just an ordinary fan, how could a player like Jota say hello to him! He quickly returned the salute to Jota.

The interaction between the two made Wei Le very amused.

"You really went too far, this is really the podium of Wembley, but it is different from the podium of our university." Han Yang sighed.

Wei Le shook his head, but he didn't agree with this statement. "If I really go far away, I won't call you. I'm still calling you now, am I not the same me?"

"You have always been you." Han Yang nodded and said with a smile, "Congratulations! I watched the whole game!"

"How is it? Brother's tactical design is good, right?"

Han Yang was a little dazed when he heard this. A year ago, after the college team won the game, he also joked to himself in this way. So he made the same response as that time-

"Awesome!"