Extraordinary coach

Dong Fangzhuo came to France to travel, actually to relax. Sun Yi heard from Lao Xie and others that Dong Fangzhuo encountered a lot of trouble in opening a youth training club in Guangzhou. The main reason was that many parents of football fans had some doubts about his professional level.

It happened that the news that Sun Yi joined the Nice team reached China, and Dong Fangzhuo, who was in a bad mood, simply came to France to relax and just wanted to visit how Sun Yi coached. Although he has played professional football for more than ten years, the perspectives of being a player and a coach are very different.

After playing in Paris for a day, Dong Fangzhuo came to Nice to find Sun Yi.

As soon as they met, Dong Fangzhuo began to complain.

"Brother Sun, do you know? I am very disappointed when I came to Paris this time."

"What's the matter? Was he kicked off the bed by a big foreign horse?" Sun Yi was a little curious. Will Dong Fangzhuo be scolded by French fans when he arrives in France?

"What the hell. I don't know who said Paris is the city of romance. Romance is fucking terrible. It's dirty and smelly, and there are thieves everywhere. Oh, damn. Speaking of thieves, I get angry."

"What happened? Did you meet a thief?"

"Yeah. Damn, my wallet was stolen just after I arrived at the Arc de Triomphe, and the police ignored it. If I hadn't put my passport in my wallet. Damn, I almost couldn't go back to China in the future." Dong Fangzhuo said more and more angrily.

"The wallet was stolen, the loss is not small." Sun Yi sighed. This Paris is indeed not a wasteful city. Say that the French are romantic, but don't say that they are promiscuous. He has been in Nice for a while, and he has heard a lot of things a long time ago.

"I don't have much money. I just feel unhappy. Brother Sun, why do you think I am so unlucky? Everything has been going wrong in the past two years. It's so depressing." Dong Fangzhuo said this with some frustration.

"Why are you depressed? In life, everyone has a year or two of bad luck. After the lows, everything will get better. For example, I am now the head coach of Nice. The first head coach of China in the top five leagues." Sun Yi said calmly with his hands open.

"Yes. Speaking of this, I admire you. I didn't believe you could be a head coach in Europe before. In the blink of an eye, you really became the head coach, and it is a French Ligue 1 powerhouse. It's awesome!" Dong Fangzhuo raised his thumb with admiration.

"Well, you will have a chance in the future." Sun Yi said with a smile.

"I don't dare to think about those. I will be satisfied as long as I can be an assistant coach in Europe." Dong Fangzhuo waved his hands repeatedly. After experiencing the ups and downs of his playing career, he no longer dares to fantasize too much like before.

"This is just the ambition? How can being an assistant coach be enough? Hmm~." Speaking of being an assistant coach, Sun Yi suddenly had an idea. Then he frowned and thought.

Dio's resignation reminded him. He was alone in the Nice team, just like a lonely man. When something happens, there is no one to help. Once other people unite, it is not difficult to sideline him.

Even if they don't sideline him, secretly resisting can make him feel overwhelmed.

He needs his own team.

"What's the matter, Brother Sun?" Seeing Sun Yi suddenly silent, Dong Fangzhuo was very puzzled.

"Do you have a coaching certificate? What level?" Sun Yi looked up and asked.

"Yes. I just got the B-level certificate this year." Dong Fangzhuo said proudly.

"B-level? Just enough." Sun Yi nodded, and then his expression became serious. "Xiao Dong, are you interested in being an assistant coach for the Nice team?"

"What?" Dong Fangzhuo was obviously stunned for a moment, and then nodded wildly. "Of course, of course. I am very interested."

Compared with running a training camp by himself, being an assistant coach in Ligue 1 is obviously more attractive. You know, with Dong Fangzhuo's qualifications and connections, it is difficult to be an assistant coach in China League One, let alone Ligue 1.

"Okay." Sun Yi was very happy. It is even more difficult to ask Dong Fangzhuo to help formulate tactics, but he should be able to help with technical training. It will be easier to do things with someone close to you.

"Is this true? Brother Sun. Are you kidding me?" Dong Fangzhuo asked with some disbelief. He thought about it and felt that it was unlikely. How could an assistant coach of a French Ligue 1 team be someone you can just do casually?

"Of course it's true. I'm really not kidding!"

"But, is this possible? Will Nice let me be an assistant coach?" Dong Fangzhuo asked with some guilt.

"I'll talk to General Zheng about this. I think it should be possible."

Sun Yi did what he said. He immediately took out his mobile phone and called Zheng Nanyan.

After Sun Yi finished the call, Dong Fangzhuo asked anxiously: "Brother Sun, how is it? Did your boss agree?"

Sun Yi shook his head solemnly.

Seeing Sun Yi's expression, Dong Fangzhuo lowered his head with a very disappointed look. "I knew it. There is no such possibility."

"Your boss agreed." Sun Yi said with a sad face.

"Your boss, my boss?" Dong Fangzhuo suddenly raised his head and saw Sun Yi's smiling face.

"Congratulations, Xiao Dong. President Zheng will be your boss in the future." Sun Yi said with a smile.

"Really? Brother Sun, you didn't lie to me, did you?" Dong Fangzhuo was a little unconvinced.

"Of course it's true. I didn't lie to you." Sun Yi nodded seriously.

"Haha. That's great. I'm going to be the assistant coach of Nice. Thank you, Brother Sun." Dong Fangzhuo smiled happily and gave Sun Yi a hug excitedly.

"Is this true?"

"It's true."

"Brother Sun, you are so awesome. You can get it done with just one phone call. Brother Sun, how did you convince President Zheng? It's amazing!"

"It's very simple. Just say I need you to be an assistant coach." Sun Yi said as a matter of course.

Sun Yi told Zheng Nanyan what he meant and why he wanted to do this. Then he easily convinced Zheng Nanyan.

The reason why Zheng Nanyan agreed so easily was also very simple, that is, Dong Fangzhuo is Chinese. Zheng Nanyan spent so much money to buy the Nice team, but he didn't want the management of the Nice team to be in the hands of foreigners. One more Chinese person would give him more control over the Nice team.

"Awesome!" Dong Fangzhuo raised his thumb and looked at Sun Yi with admiring eyes.

Sun Yi shrugged, as if it was nothing.

"Brother Sun, I really admire you. And thank you very much. If it weren't for you, I might never have such an opportunity in my life. No, in order to thank you, I must treat you. Please go and have a good meal, just order whatever you want." Dong Fangzhuo's face was red with excitement.

"Eat? You're not eating yet? You've become Dong Zhuo, and you're still eating?" Sun Yi frowned as he looked at Dong Fangzhuo's round belly.

"Uh~ I just want to thank you." Dong Fangzhuo said embarrassedly when he looked down at his big belly.

"Look at your belly. Being an assistant coach is not just about standing. You have to go down to the court to train with the players. If you keep this figure, the players won't obey you. In the future, you have to pay attention to your diet. Lose weight." Sun Yi said seriously.

"Yes, yes, yes. Brother Sun, you are right. I will lose weight." Dong Fangzhuo could only nod repeatedly after being scolded by Sun Yi. "Then I won't treat you..."

Sun Yi interrupted Dong Fangzhuo and said, "As for the treat. Since you are so sincere, I reluctantly agreed. However, we can't eat too much, just eat a little."

"Oh. Yes." Dong Fangzhuo smiled and nodded.

"Well, I heard there's a good Michelin restaurant in the city. Let's go there. Let's go."

"Eh~ Michelin? That's really random!"