Extraordinary coach

The next day, Sun Yi took Dong Fangzhuo to Pierre.

After completing the entry formalities, he took Dong Fangzhuo to the coaching staff's method room.

When Sun Yi introduced Dong Fangzhuo to the entire coaching staff, except for Dio who welcomed him with a smile, everyone else whispered with complicated expressions.

"What? Another Chinese has come."

"One Chinese is annoying enough, and now there is another one. Are they going to replace all of us?"

"Maybe they will get rid of one of us tomorrow."

Sun Yi and Dong Fangzhuo didn't understand French, but Dio understood it. He scolded Robert and others in a low voice with an unhappy look on his face.

"What nonsense? Our coaching staff is indeed short of manpower. Now that a new colleague has come, it just gives us enough hands and feet to manage the team."

"Stop complaining. Now, let's welcome our new colleague together."

After scolding, Dio turned around and said to Dong Fangzhuo in English: "Welcome to my team, Dong."

"Thank you." Dong Fangzhuo hurriedly thanked. After playing football in Europe for so many years, his English is not as bad as people say. At least there is no problem in communication.

"Welcome..." "Welcome." Led by Dio, the others also forced a smile.

After greeting everyone in the coaching staff, Sun Yi led Dong Fangzhuo to his office.

"Dong, this will be your office in the future. Your job for the time being is technical analysis and designing personal training plans for players. Do you know how to use a computer?"

"Yes. Yes." Dong Fangzhuo nodded hurriedly.

"That's good. The machine should be in French. I'll get you the analysis software I used in Chelsea. If you don't understand anything, feel free to ask me. You can also ask Dio for work." Sun Yi urged.

"Yeah. I understand." Dong Fangzhuo nodded.

Dong Fangzhuo's attitude made Sun Yi quite satisfied.

"By the way. Brother Sun. Why do I feel like some people here don't seem to welcome me?" Seeing that Sun Yi was about to leave, Dong Fangzhuo asked in a low voice.

"The main reason is that they don't welcome me. Or they are a little bit repulsive to those of us who are not French. Dio shouldn't be. As for the others, don't worry, they can't cause any trouble. Just work peacefully." Sun Yi patted Dong Fangzhuo on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Oh." Dong Fangzhuo nodded again.

"Well~ maybe both of us should learn French. Otherwise, we won't know if we are scolded in person. I'll apply for a translator to teach us by the way." Sun Yi suddenly thought of this. He really hated the situation where Robert and others whispered in front of him and he couldn't understand.

"Ah. I have to learn French?" Dong Fangzhuo frowned.

"Of course I have to learn it. If you lead a team in France and don't speak French, how can you really understand your teammates' thoughts? I know you don't like to talk much, but if you want to be a coach, you must restrain this." Sun Yi said seriously.

"That. Okay." Dong Fangzhuo nodded as if he had made a major decision.

"Then you should get familiar with the environment first. I still have things to do."

"Okay."

After throwing Dong Fangzhuo into the team, Sun Yi went back to his office. Dong Fangzhuo must learn to adapt to many things and learn to work with others.

The team finally has a person who can be fully trusted. Sun Yi is really happy. These situations are better than he expected. He can't wait for the French Ligue 1 to start soon.

However, Sun Yi did not wait for the start of the French Ligue 1 as he wished. Instead, something went wrong the next day.

And this time it was Balotelli, the idiot, who made trouble.

Balotelli not only had some quarrels with Cyprian during training, but also lost his temper and smashed things in the locker room after the morning training.

Obviously, quarrels with teammates are inevitable in professional competition. Sun Yi can still turn a blind eye. But smashing things in the locker room is of a different nature.

"Balotelli, what are you going to do?" After getting the news, Sun Yi rushed to the locker room as soon as possible.

Balotelli glanced at Sun Yi and did not reply. Instead, he sat heavily on the bench with an angry face, and then turned his head away from Sun Yi.

Sun Yi frowned. After thinking for a while, he turned to the others and said, "Those of you who should have lunch should have lunch, and those who should rest should go to the leisure area to relax."

Hearing this, the others began to leave the locker room with strange faces.

"Sun. What are you going to do?" Dio also came over at this time, and asked when he saw that the others were driven out by Sun Yi.

"Nothing. I just talk to him alone."

"How about I talk to him?"

"No need. I can do it myself."

"Then don't... that."

Sun Yi shook his head. Seeing this, Dio had to leave in a huff. When he left, his eyes looking at Balotelli were full of worry.

Even Dio had gone out, so Dong Fangzhuo, who had wanted to come in, had to go out as well. He was the only one who was somewhat puzzled.

"Coach Dio, what is the boss doing? Will it be a problem to stay alone with Balotelli? What if he gets beaten by accident?"

Dong Fangzhuo saw the powerful muscles on Balotelli's body without a shirt. He couldn't help but worry about Sun Yi. After all, in his impression, Balotelli could not be viewed as a normal player.

"Being beaten? Actually, I'm more worried about Mario." Dio said worriedly.

"Hey, you guys, wait, will Mario be beaten again?"

"It's possible. Do you want to make a bet?"

"How about a bet, who will win this time?" Many players gathered at the door, talking curiously.

"What are you doing? Don't gather here, go to other people's places." Dio heard the words and drove the players away with a serious face.

In the locker room, only Sun Yi and Balotelli were left. For a moment, it was so quiet that Balotelli's long breathing could be heard.

Sun Yi approached calmly. But when he moved, Balotelli jumped away like a conditioned reflex, and put his hands in front of his body to protect his boxing posture.

"What do you want to do to me? I tell you, don't even think about it. I've learned boxing. I'm not afraid of you now."

"Uh~" Sun Yi was speechless. This idiot actually went to learn boxing, is he going to seek revenge on me?

"Oh, you even learned boxing. Do you want revenge on me? How about we make an appointment someday, find a place, and have a fair fight?"

"You think I'm afraid of you? I'm different now." Balotelli said with a serious face.

"Oh. That's good. But before that, I have to remind you that my Sanda fighting is professional level. How good are you in boxing now?" Sun Yi decided to tease him.

"Professional level? I~I~I'm a professional player, not a barbarian. I don't fight with others?" Balotelli immediately became timid when he heard the word professional level.

"You still know professional players? Look at what you did? Is smashing things what professional players should do?" Sun Yi immediately frowned and asked.

"I~ I just think it's unfair. It's unfair!"

"Why is it unfair?"

"It's unfair. I'm the strongest player in the team. I should be the core. But what about you? Salah, the junior, is the core. All tactics are centered around him. I don't accept it. I'm the strongest. I'm the one who should be valued." Balotelli said excitedly.

"You are very strong. But you may not be the strongest. And the tactics of a team are basically launched by midfielders. Can you organize? Are you better at breaking through than Salah? Can you pass the ball?" Sun Yi's expression was calm, but he asked sharply.

"I~I~" Balotelli was speechless for a moment.

"In my tactics. I need to open up from both sides first, and then deliver ammunition to you in the penalty area to create opportunities. Your role has not been ignored. On the contrary, this is the best way to reflect your role as a center forward."

"I~" Balotelli wanted to refute, but his poor head made him unable to find words for a while.

"Listen, I don't want to see you do this again." Sun Yi saw that the other party was unable to refute and began to warn.

"..." Balotelli did not speak.

"Your behavior today has a bad influence. You must accept the punishment."

"I won't..." Balotelli was glared at by Sun Yi and immediately shut up.

"I give you two choices. One is that we make an appointment to compete at a place, let me see how far you have practiced boxing. The other is to pay compensation and fines according to team rules and write a letter of apology." Sun Yi stretched out two fingers and said.

"I choose to follow you..."

"Yeah!" Sun Yi raised his eyebrows. His face was full of expectation.

"I choose to accept the punishment of team rules."

"Then reflect on your behavior today! I hope there will be no next time, otherwise I will let you stay in the reserve team forever."