Coaching career started as a college team coach

There was a hint of anxiety in the noise at Molineux Stadium.

When the game entered injury time, every minute became particularly long, and the wait was undoubtedly anxious.

Wei Le stood in his usual position, with his hands on his chest, his lips tightly pursed, and his eyes moved back and forth with the ball.

The players were also at the end of their strength. At this time, the only thing that could support them to continue running was their strong willpower. Wei Le leaned over and glanced at his watch, and found that the time had reached 93 minutes, and there was probably less than a minute left before the end of the game.

When Wei Le once again doubted whether his timing was wrong, the referee blew three long whistles to end the game!

Beep-beep-

Beep---

"The game is over!!!"

"Wolves won the final victory, they defeated the strong enemy and will enter the Europa League final!!!"

Wei Le smiled with relief, and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

But he had not forgotten the etiquette. He walked quickly towards Rudi Garcia and shook hands with the head coach of Marseille for the second time.

"Well, congratulations." Rudi Garcia was not someone who could not afford to lose, but he was not in a good mood. He forced a smile, "You deserved it and should have entered the final."

"You performed very well too." Wei Le said sincerely, "Overall, these were two wonderful games."

Wei Le's words made Rudi Garcia's face look better. He shook hands with Wei Le again and was about to go to the court to comfort his players. Wei Le turned around and found that the players were rushing towards him!

"Don't..."

Before Wei Le finished speaking, Haaland, who was in the front, rushed towards him. The huge impact made Wei Le retreat again and again. But before he could be glad that he did not fall to the ground, some idiot next to him actually slid and tripped him from behind!

"Who the hell..."

Before Wei Le finished speaking, he was pressed under the players!

"Final! Final! Final!"

"We're going to the final!!!"

The Molineux Stadium was in jubilation, with flags flying and only the salutes were missing. This scene was even more exciting than when the promotion was confirmed before, and everyone's face was filled with joy.

They could hardly believe that this was reality, because they were still playing in the English Championship the year before, and now they got tickets to the Europa League final!

After the chaotic cheers, everyone suddenly remembered who made all this a reality.

At first, only a small part of the stands started to shout, and then the shouts became louder and louder, and every fan shouted in unison-

"Wei! Wei! Wei!"

"Boss! Did you hear that! They are all shouting your name!" Haaland said to Wei Le excitedly.

Bowen was stunned, "Oh my God, it's so spectacular..."

Wei Le's eyes were filled with tears, and he was also moved.

When tens of thousands of fans in the stadium were shouting a person's name, it was difficult for him to stay calm.

"Boss, do something." Jota came over and patted Wei Le who was standing there, "Respond to them!"

"Yeah." Wei Le nodded, and he walked to the center of the stadium amidst the shouting!

The roar of tens of thousands of people almost knocked him over.

Bathed in thunderous cheers, he raised his right hand to let everyone see his movements, and then put the index finger of his left hand in front of his lips. Through the live broadcast on the big screen, Wolves fans saw Wei Le's movements.

One, two.

The fans understood what he meant, they stood up, and the sound gradually subsided.

Wei Le kept that action until the stadium was almost completely quiet!

Wei Le nodded with satisfaction, he slowly opened his arms, and then clapped his hands above his head.

The fans were still a little confused, but the players around Wei Le seemed to have understood. They also opened their arms and clapped their hands in response to Wei Le's actions.

Wei Le smiled knowingly when he heard the players' clapping.

He continued to keep his arms open and clapped his hands again after a few seconds.

Some fans finally understood what he meant and began to cooperate with his actions and clapped their hands in rhythm.

The sound of one person clapping their hands may not be so easy for others to hear, and it is not easy for dozens of people to hear it.

But what if tens of thousands of people do it together?

The clapping sound turned into a thunderous rumble.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom! !

Wei Le sped up the rhythm, and the interval between clapping his hands gradually shortened, again and again!

The Wolves fans' clapping of their hands also followedWei Le's high-five rhythm also quickened, and the sound became more and more fierce, like a storm brewing.

The blood was burning, and the body was shaking.

His heart was surging, and he couldn't wait to vent everything!

Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom boom! ! ! ! ! !

When Wei Le could no longer hear the rhythm of the high-five alone, and could only hear the sound of thunder-like explosions, he knew-it was time!

He suddenly opened his arms and roared:

"Come on!!!!"

Roar!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Molineux Stadium was boiling, like boiling magma, and the venue that accommodated 40,000 people erupted with energy far beyond the number of people.

At this moment, the fans forgot everything, they forgot the troubles and pressures of life, forgot all the unhappiness and troubles, at this moment, they just wanted to cheer and roar!

Wei Le could feel that the whole earth was shaking with it!

He enjoyed the sound very much, because he knew that all the cheers were for him!

Wei Le opened his arms, faced the stands, slowly turned around, and listened carefully to everyone's cheers.

He enjoyed this moment very much!

"Wolverhampton, this small city, if a foreigner were to look for it on a map, they might not even be able to find where the city is located!"

Martin Taylor was the commentator of this game. He also saw it all and said loudly.

Lineker beside him was surprised and couldn't believe what he saw.

"This football stadium is not a famous football stadium in Europe. Unlike those beautiful and spectacular buildings, this football stadium full of British style looks particularly rough!"

"But right here, in the center of this stadium, this man has set off a storm!"

"The youth storm from Wolverhampton!"

"People don't know Wolverhampton, but they know Wolverhampton Wanderers, Wolves, and the football played by Wolves! That is a label unique to Wolves, and a romance unique to this city!"

"From the qualifying play-offs, the Wolves began their journey. Although they were only a team in the English Championship last season, they have always been a team that has ... "They are the team that won the Europa League, but they are never afraid!"

"They have failed, had difficulties, and lost many goals, but it doesn't matter! Because they will never give up!"

"Isn't this the charm of football? !"

"This group of young people created a miracle. They are the youngest team in the Europa League and the most inexperienced team. But in the midst of everyone's pessimistic voices, they stood there firmly, and then said to all those who looked down on them-"

"Fuck him, we can do it!"

Lineker looked at the old English man beside him in surprise. The experienced commentator's face was flushed now. But this is a live broadcast across the UK!

Martin Taylor didn't want to stop at all, he continued to speak.

"Many people have criticized them because they are unconventional."

"When the head coach took office, he sent away more than half of the team's players; the new players were all young people who had not yet made a name for themselves in various leagues; at that time, there was even news that the head coach had connections!"

"But with this connection, he led this group of unknown young people to win one game after another!"

"Won the Championship and League Cup!"

"Facing Dortmund, Marseille, and Atalanta, those teams that are more famous, stronger, and more expensive than them, before every game, someone believed that this would definitely be the last game for Wolves."

"But they really came here after all the difficulties!"

Martin Taylor took a deep breath, he gradually calmed down, and his tone gradually calmed down.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

"Isn't this football?"

"Here, there is no class distinction, no rich and poor distinction, only a small rectangular field, two goals, a ball, and twenty-two motivated players."

"Having money does not mean victory, strong strength on paper does not mean victory, and rich experience does not mean victory. Maybe you spent 90 minutes without scoring a goal, but your opponent won the game in the 91st minute; maybe you led 3:0 in the first half, but were tied and overtaken in the second half!"

"Only the final result of the game can declare the winner!"

"This is football, everything is possible here!"

"Wolves' opponent in the final will be Atletico Madrid. This team is one of the strongest teams in Spain."

"Maybe Wolves will not continue their myth, or maybe Wolves will continue to blow the storm. But in any case, all the players in this Wolves team will be very happy.Some people have been remembered by us and deserve to be remembered by history! "

"Dear audience, we will meet at the Lumiere Stadium in Lyon, France!"

After saying this, Martin Taylor turned his head and looked at his commentary partner for this game with a bright smile.

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"Wolves won by 1 goal and advanced to the final with a total score of 4-1!"

"Wolves never give up, crazy Molineux!"

After the game, the scene of Wei Le standing in the middle of the stadium and stirring up a storm in the entire stadium has been spread all over the world by the Internet.

The last time some people heard of this team was because the team defeated strong opponents in the League Cup, defeated Manchester United and Southampton to win the championship, and was promoted to the Championship.

The second time they heard it was the news that they had entered the Europa League final and would meet Atletico Madrid!

And the scene of the stadium cheering in unison made everyone Several people were dumbfounded.

In China, the topic of "#WeiLe" has even reached the top of a certain popular social platform and has been discussed by countless people.

[This is too crazy! ]

[This is simply my dream! ]

[He lit up the stadium! So exciting! ]

[You think, Wolves will not really win the Europa League... ]

[Don't think too much, don't think too much. ]

[But it's not without a chance... ]

[Coach Wei really won glory for the country. ]

[Chinese football is really proud! ]

[Le, forget it, look at the chaotic domestic league. ]

The comment with the highest number of likes directly quoted a sentence from "Recalling the Ancient Battlefield of Guangwu" -

[Flying clouds line up at dawn, murderous aura is long and bright! ]

Even several officials The media all forwarded it, calling Wei Le the glory of Chinese football and the glory of Chinese youth.

However, Wei Le was not very clear about these discussions. When he woke up from bed the next day, it was already noon, and there were thousands of unread messages on his mobile phone.

The discussion in the Law School football team group lasted from the early morning in China to the morning.

He quickly popped up in the group, thanked everyone for their congratulations, and quickly reported the good news to his parents.

He decided to reply to the remaining congratulations later.

But after thinking about it, he picked a few important ones to reply first.

Yang Qi sent a text message to congratulate Wei Le on entering the finals in the first second after the game. And Thiago Motta also sent a text message to congratulate.

The congratulations from Shi Yu also need to be replied . The boss Guo Guangchang didn't talk about those empty words. He directly transferred several thousand yuan to Wei Le, saying that it was a red envelope for entering the finals, and asked Wei Le to accept it without worry. Wei Le didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he still sent a message to thank him seriously.

Then he saw Han Yang's avatar at the top of the mobile chat list.

[Ocean: So handsome! ! ! ! ]

[Ocean: So many people are calling your name, I think if it were me, my life would be worth it! ]

[Ocean: My heart is surging now, I can't sleep, I wish I could run out and find a husky on the side of the road to kick me! ]

[Ocean: Old Wei, you are doing well (crying) (crying)]

[Ocean: Congratulations on entering the finals! All this is like a dream, as if it will be shattered as soon as I wake up, but I am sure this is reality! ]

[Ocean: Do you have the confidence to go one step further? ]

The chat record stopped here.

Wei Le smiled knowingly, he could imagine the way Han Yang looked when he said these words.

He read Han Yang's words carefully, and then sent a voice message as a reply.

Han Yang was at his workstation, connected his headphones, and secretly opened Wei Le's voice message.

"Why did you kick the Husky for no reason? Who did the Husky offend?"

"This is of course reality, it can't be more real, so if you kick someone, you have to go get vaccinated if they want you to."

"Besides, it's still unclear whether you can beat that dog..."

Han Yang laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth, but this was work time after all, so he couldn't laugh out loud.

"...As for whether I can go one step further in the finals, don't you know me well enough?"

"Would I be willing to stop here and stop moving forward?"

"I'll bring a sign back in the summer to open your eyes, wait!"