The coaching career started as a college team coach

After the second half, the players of the Foreign Affairs College felt that the situation on the field was much more favorable to their team. They began to control the ball more, while the Law School basically gave up the pressing in the frontcourt.

However, although they could organize the attack smoothly, there were very few attacks that really threatened the goal. In the first 10 minutes of the second half, although it seemed that the Foreign Affairs College team was "beating" the Law School team, Gao Hongbo and Li Jianjun keenly discovered that it was not the Foreign Affairs College team's bombardment that really threatened the opponent's goal, but the Law School's sharp counterattack.

"It's much more stable. It seems that this young man has also seen the problem." Gao Hongbo nodded approvingly. Such a keen on-the-spot command shows that Wei Le can find problems and make targeted deployments in just a few minutes.

"He is a genius who should be a head coach." Li Jianjun agreed, and he sighed, "Why didn't he study sports management? Why didn't he take the exam?"

Gao Hongbo smiled helplessly, "Law is more promising than sports management, at least in Beijing, in this land. Who would be willing to study sports without a basic foundation?"

Li Jianjun certainly understood this truth, he just felt sorry that if Wei Le continued his path of study, he might never have any contact with football in his life after graduation. And such a coaching genius favored by the former national team coach will be buried in the crowd.

Li Jianjun has no doubt that Wei Le's ability can also support him to go further in the field of law, but as a battle-hardened football player, he just feels extremely regretful.

"There are too few active head coaches of our own now." Li Jianjun lamented with regret, "Basically every team in our league uses foreigners, from France, Spain, and South Korea. But this is our own league, and we don't have many of our own coaches."

Gao Hongbo nodded repeatedly. He himself is a representative of China's "domestic" head coaches. He deeply understands the scarcity of coaching talents.

"I heard that there will be some plans for the future. When the players on the field are foreigners, and the coaches on the sidelines are foreigners, is this still the Chinese team?" Li Jianjun couldn't stop talking about the future development of football. "In the future, our generation will retire. If there is no new person to fill the gap, we will have to give up the stage of coaching."

"Our youth training was not very good in the first place. You know, Lao Gao, let alone Europe, just say Asia, Japanese and Korean stars are already active in major top leagues. We are still promoting the stories of Sun Jihai, Fan Zhiyi, and Yang Chen as our own fig leaf."

"We are already behind others in terms of players. Will our own coaches also be lonely like this?"

Gao Hongbo had no choice but to smile bitterly when he heard this.

"Who doesn't want our own national team to be led by our own people?" After a long silence, Gao Hongbo could only answer his old friend like this.

Li Jianjun stopped talking, and Gao Hongbo's attention was no longer on the ongoing game.

After a while, Gao Hongbo seemed to have made up his mind. He said hello to Li Jianjun, took out his mobile phone and walked to a quiet corner behind the rostrum. Li Jianjun didn't know who Gao Hongbo had called, but he hoped that his complaints to Gao Hongbo could add fuel to the fire and help Wei Le.

Li Jianjun had too many expectations for this young coach whom he had never met.

Although Li Jianjun was reluctant to admit it, he knew that even if Yang Qi, who was already 20 years old, returned to the Beijing Tenglong team after the suspension period and quickly started in the U23 team, and quickly caught up with the two years he owed, it would be difficult to fulfill his talent. But the 21-year-old Wei Le began to walk towards the coaching seat, and he had plenty of time to hone himself.

20 minutes had passed in the second half of the game, and the external courtyard was slow to open the situation, and gradually lost the rhythm of bombardment at the beginning of the second half.

Campbell became more and more anxious.

He thought that scoring a few more goals would be as easy as cutting melons and vegetables, but the reality was that the morale-boosting Law School team pressed hard, making it difficult for him to even get the ball.

Wintersal was even more frustrated. After he tried to pass the ball to Campbell, Li Bing blocked the ball and Campbell turned around and yelled at him. Although Wintersal was a little unhappy, he just raised his hand to apologize and hoped that the other party would calm down.

Wei Le saw the emotional problems of the players on the field clearly. He kept clapping and encouraged the players to continue to do their job of defense. He knew that if they continued to consume like this, the opponent's physical strength and morale would be greatly impacted.

The first effort is strong, the second is weak, and the third is exhausted. This principle can also be applied to footballOn the court, he could see that the morale of the outer courtyard was "declining", and this might be a good opportunity to launch a counterattack!

After the outer courtyard midfielder Luo Hai passed the ball directly to Thiago, Thiago was eager to break through, but was intercepted by Han Yang and Wang Chen. After Wang Chen received the ball, he looked around and passed the ball to Li Bing who was retreating to respond. Li Bing had already seen Zhao Pingping's position and turned around to make a long pass!

Wei Le was excited, this was an opportunity!

Zhao Pingping waited for a long time, and finally saw the ball flying towards him, and he was even more excited. He leaned on Luo Hai and jumped up. Luo Hai saw that the situation was not right, so he also jumped up in a hurry and bumped into Zhao Pingping!

But he felt as if he had hit a concrete wall. Zhao Pingping was not moved at all, and he headed the ball to Liu Ziyu who came in front of him. Liu Ziyu received the ball, and in front of him was their back line except Luo Hai!

This is the effect of counterattack! The increasingly impatient Foreign Affairs College team began to press forward involuntarily, and the two full-backs had already stood in front of the midfield line. The emptiness of the back line is the opportunity for the Law School team!

When Yang Qi saw Li Bing kicking, he began to consciously "move" to the rib space, but this did not attract the attention of the opponent's defender. When Liu Ziyu got the ball, he suddenly raised his left arm and shouted, and his steps became faster, passing through the huge space between the rib center back and the full-back, and ran towards the penalty area!

Liu Ziyu's pass was not passed to Yang Qi's feet, but passed between the two center backs! Yang Qi bypassed a center back and just met this extremely accurate through pass!

Facing the goalkeeper, Yang Qi felt that this was simply no challenge! After he received the ball, he was not in a hurry to shoot, and when the goalkeeper's attack was in front of him, Yang Qi rubbed the bottom of the ball with his toes.

The goalkeeper saw in despair that the football flew over his head, and he tried his best to stretch his hand, but he couldn't touch the ball at all.

Just like that, the football bounced into the goal!

A lob shot!

The Foreign Affairs College bombarded for nearly 20 minutes without scoring a single goal, while the Law School counterattacked in less than a minute and scored a goal!

2-1! The Law School overtook the score!