The coaching career started as a college team coach

"Header - the ball goes in!!!!"

The English commentary sounded in Han Yang's quilt, and Han Yang's quilt shook.

"Yeah!!!" Han Yang shouted subconsciously, but then immediately covered his mouth, turned the volume of the headphones to the minimum, and then listened to other beds in the dormitory to see if there was any movement.

Fortunately, it seemed that everyone was asleep and didn't bother him. After all, the few people in the dormitory didn't watch the game, and their relationship with Wei Le and Han Yang was just average. It would be bad to disturb their rest and cause dormitory conflicts.

After listening nervously for almost half a minute, Han Yang turned up the volume in the headphones again after confirming that everyone was still asleep. He tossed around in the quilt for a while, grinning and waving his fist.

This goal was so beautiful. Ruben Dias jumped high, and his body posture was extremely natural, just like a gymnast.

Beautiful!

Han Yang looked at the game time in the upper left corner of the screen. Only 35 minutes had passed, and the Wolves were already two goals ahead!

The game screen had been given to the Wolves players who were celebrating. They were jumping around under the home team's stands. These two goals completely ignited the enthusiasm of the fans!

"I'm so envious. I really want to go to the scene to watch the game..."

Han Yang murmured. He and Wei Le haven't seen each other for more than a year. But graduation is imminent, and Han Yang is not only facing the pressure of finding a job, but also slowly revising his graduation thesis. There are a lot of things to do.

Where can I have the opportunity to go to the scene to watch the game and support Wei Le?

Han Yang suddenly felt a little irritable.

Wei Le is now doing the job he wants to do and has found the direction of his life. But what about Han Yang's future? Spending most of his life in the legal office of a company?

Han Yang scratched his head, and when he came to his senses, the referee had already blew the whistle to end the first half.

Han Yang sighed, and Wei Le in the broadcast camera smiled and walked back to the player channel, while talking to Rodri who was wearing a substitute vest beside him.

Han Yang stopped watching the game, climbed down from the bed, held up his phone, opened the door and walked out. The night was hazy, and the capital in April had bid farewell to the severe cold of winter, but had not yet ushered in the scorching heat of summer. Now is one of the most comfortable times in Beijing.

Not just himself.

Han Yang suddenly thought of his teammates.

The season when Wei Le led the team was simply an experience that could not be replicated. He still often recalls some of the training he did at that time and the actions he did during the game.

Where will those who played football with him go in the future? Most of them will become legal affairs of some companies like him, or be active in the battlefield of other legal fields.

Will they still play football? Will they still remember how to play football? Will they still remember the time of weekly training and competition? Will they still remember him, Wei Le, and them?

Perhaps the pressure of graduation season was too great, Han Yang suddenly felt a little sad. It would be great if Wei Le could be by his side to enlighten him at this time, but unfortunately...

Han Yang turned on the screen of his mobile phone again, and the picture of Wei Le was still on the screen. The commentator of this game was still commenting on Wei Le's tactical deployment, and Wei Le looked serious in the photo.

Unfortunately, he was thousands of miles away.

"Yang, you performed very well in the first half, keep it up."

"Thank you, sir." Yang Qi took the towel handed over by head coach Mike Batten, wiped the sweat and grass on his head, and walked side by side with the coach to the locker room.

This was a game in the Northern German League, a game between Hannover 96 II and Hamburg II. Yang Qi sat in the locker room, adjusting his breathing rhythm while flipping out his mobile phone.

He turned on his mobile phone and saw the broadcast of the English Championship League. The game had entered the halftime break.

Although there was an hour time difference, Yang Qi's game and Wei Le's game started at the same time and entered the halftime break at about the same time.

"2-0, not bad." Yang Qi saw the current score of the game and grinned, looking as happy as if he had scored a goal.

"Their Alp is really good, and his reputation is well-deserved." Mit Demir, a Turkish winger who sat next to Yang Qi, said in German.

"Indeed." Yang Qi replied nonchalantly.

"What are you looking at? Show me." Mit Demir blinked and saw that his Asian friend looked absent-minded. He leaned over to take a look. It turned out to be a replay of the English Championship game.

"Wow, this header... beautiful!" Demir sighed, "Did you tell me about your friend's team?"

"Yes, they kicked off at the same time as us, and now they have scored two goals on the opposite side.""We are 2-1, they are 2-0, we are both leading!" Demir was very optimistic, "Yang, you must break through them in the second half, we can't lose to your friend!"

"Okay, okay, break through them." Yang Qi replied with a smile and clapped his hands with Demir.

Yang Qi has been rooted in Hannover 96 for two or three months.

Before winter, coach Li Jianjun contacted a trial opportunity in Germany. So, Yang Qi, who still had a year of ban in China, boarded a plane to Germany at the end of December 2016.

At that time, it was not long since Yang Qi and Wei Le confessed their determination to go abroad. After his investigation and analysis, he made Germany his first goal.

In the German league system, some second-tier teams of the Bundesliga and the German Second Division are now playing in the fourth-level league, that is, the German regional league. Yang Qi is not sure which level of league in China can match the level here.

But he knows that if he makes a name for himself here, he will have the opportunity to get more attention. In any case, he must go out.

Germany's perfect youth training system and complete hardware conditions are also one of the factors that attracted him to Central Europe.

In Germany, Hannover 96's second team took a fancy to this young man from the mysterious East. Although head coach Mike Batten was a little disappointed with Yang Qi's age - 19 years old is relatively old, he still gave Yang Qi a professional contract without hesitation.

Yang Qi's level is far superior to all players of the same age in the team. Mike Batten was surprised that even China would have such an excellent forward player with a big picture.

Solid basic skills, fast speed, active running on the court, excellent vision and big picture, a good shot, and the ability to pass and pass, where can you find such a forward!

Now Yang Qi's problem is that he is not strong enough. When facing the strong central defenders in the fourth-level league in Germany, he still seems stretched.

And his weak foot is also a factor that restricts his continued growth.

But in any case, he quickly squeezed the original center Jordan Brown in the team to the bench. The English striker was originally a young player from West Ham United's youth training, but compared with Yang Qi, he seems to be "simple-minded and strong-limbed".

With the help of coach Li Jianjun, Yang Qi has already started learning German in China. With his good language talent, he can now communicate with the head coach and teammates in a simple way.