Bang!

After a long time, no one said anything, Song Shiwan slapped like an applause, as if the crew was responsible for the field work of the board.

"Since you have finished saying everything you should say, let me say a few words."

When Song Shiwan turned his head to look at everyone, there were almost no player wearing Leeds team badge sportswear waiting for his answer: "If you can't believe it just because my skin color makes you worry and can't believe it, I don't think it's a serious problem. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem like this. Do you know what I think of first when I hear your words?"

This is a simple pause without any skill in the conversation, but this pause makes all players more focused.

"I heard a kind of constant complaint like BABY after losing her mother!" Speaking of this, Song Shiwan suddenly turned around and shouted in the open space: "Mommy, where is my clothes!" "Mommy, my underwear is gone!!!" "Mommy, I am in a bad mood and feel that my family is not safe!!!"

All the players' faces turned completely dark, just as they hated Song Shiwan at this moment.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Want to rush up and beat me up? Oh, God, I promise that you will forget this idea after listening to what I will say next, but want to... kill me!"

Song Shiwan said this time without stopping, "You feel wronged, you feel abandoned, you think you are the most innocent person in the world, right? You won one game after another, Middlesbrough, Liverpool... The club kept causing trouble for you at this time. Assistant coach punched Lee Bowyer, the head coach resigned angrily. There is no more unlucky player in the Premier League than you..."

Song Shiwan's attitude changed without any urgency. He immediately burst out and shouted: "Hurry up and forget your shit-like thoughts like you!"

"Because you are not worthy! Yes, I said, you are not worthy, you are not worthy, you are not worthy even the most unlucky person in the world!!!"

"Do you want to know the situation where I walked onto the court with a contract and finally became the head coach but you suspected and despised me?" Song Shiwan took out the calculator from his pocket, and his whole body changed at this moment.

Radbey kept listening, knowing that at this moment, he began to concentrate completely, and Song would be in trouble? He didn't believe it, he felt that Song was much lucky than them. It was simply incomprehensible to describe a Chinese man who could become the head coach of Leeds. If this was not the goddess of luck who fell in love with him, what else could it be?

"Since 1997, Leeds has invested a total of 126 million yuan. Including the cost of stadium maintenance, staff salaries, etc., it is nearly 140 million yuan. Except for less than 10 million pounds of which are Leeds' deposits, every other penny is a loan. What about now? I have 78.9 million yuan left in my debts. Five years later, after we sold Ferdinand, Viduka, and Lee Bowyer, we still owed the bank 78.9 million yuan! Who will pay this money? It's not you Radbey, not you Woodgate, nor you Robbie Keane, it's me! The head coach who may not necessarily bring victory and championship in your eyes, China Song!"

"This is just the current situation of the club. Do you know what I get?" Song Shiwan directly opened his contract and said: "A weekly salary of 8,500 pounds, I am only less than 2,200 pounds higher than Milner!"

"The most interesting thing is that whether it is Deselli or Camoranesi, there will be a franchise press conference in two days, and I have nothing! There is no press conference, no media publicity, and no photo with the chairman when signing the contract!!"

"If I were like you, should I really ask?"

Song Shiwan turned around and shouted at the office building: "Sir, give me a diaper!!!"

puff!!

hehe……

The players' emotions finally eased, but Song Shiwan's words were not over yet.

"What am I doing like this? No! Then what am I doing? I am accepting your doubts. After your doubts, there are also fans' questions and media's doubts. I have never trusted me very much. If it weren't for the questioning of the board of directors who would not have given me a contract at all! If these questions were not suppressed again and again, let alone being the head coach in Leeds, I'm afraid I will be stopped by fans on the road and beaten up tomorrow."

"Where are you?"

"I'm worried that my skin is white, yellow, and black. I'm considering whether a person who once led you to defeat Liverpool is trustworthy, and wondering if he can help you continue to improve!!!"

Song Shiwan slowly walked to Radbe, suddenly his hands popped up, pushed Radbe hard, and staggered and asked, "Captain Radbe, are you a professional player? Answer me!!!"

"Yes!" After Radbey stabilized his body, he glared at Song Shiwan.

"Then why don't you think about how to restore your interception ability on the backline at your peak? That one-to-one winning rate of 80% at peak once made the whole of Europe tremble. If the Radbey in my hand was the one I was from then on, I would dare to give you a main position!"

"But what about you? You are not professional at all. A professional player should show his best self when the club is not in any danger. Once the club encounters a crisis, he will show a better self, whether for himself or for the club, even if it is for himself, even if it is for himself, in the transfer market after the club collapses!"

Radbey's eyes became weaker. He could not face the data given by Song Shiwan, because after a season, his one-on-one success rate was less than 70% now!! Song Shiwan did not say that this was completely save face for himself who had the captain status.

Song Shiwan moved his footsteps to Woodgate, looking at one of the best central defenders in the Premier League today and said: "Jonathan, do you think the training and the game are not the same? Do you think it is luck for me to defeat Liverpool, and it is the strength to help you improve on the training ground, right? So you are full of questions about me, are you starting to doubt your future, right?"

Bang!

Song Shiwan also pushed Woodgate and said, "Then why don't you help me? Are you not confident enough in yourself? If you are the best in the Premier League, you dare to make such a promise. Even if the head coach really doesn't work, you can support Leeds' defense. Do you dare to say such things now? Then, did your previous question to me distrust me or yourself!!"

"You, you, and you!!!"

Song Shiwan pushed all the way, starting from Fowler to Milner, roaring without letting go: "What does it matter if I am the only coach? I have the most detailed data about you. What do you think of you? I see it completely. I don't think I do this in my daily training? So who is the name that is called the most in the training ground on weekdays? It's Song!!!"

"If I were you, I would be at ease to help the new head coach and help him through the crisis. Even if the new head coach is fired, you will have a very professional reputation. Otherwise, what will your result?"

Song Shiwan pretended to chat with others and said, "Hey Sir Ferguson, what do you think of those kids in Leeds?"

"Don't mention them to me, they even respect their head coach!"

Song Shiwan took a step back and looked at everyone and shouted: "What will you do then? Your value is getting lower and lower, and eventually when no one cares about it, it becomes everyone's memory. With your habit of spending thousands of pounds when you open a bottle of wine, the problem you will face at that time is which is more important, life or life pressure! Only one person will give you the answer, and this person is called reality!!"

It became quiet, the entire training ground was quiet, only Song Shiwan was talking, and the rest chose to remain silent.

"Why don't you talk anymore? Ah!!!"

"Can I only want to change my skin to attract your interest?"

Radbey stood up and said, "Head, we can train with peace of mind without asking any questions, but we also hope you can understand that players need victory to support their confidence..."

"No problem, I will bring one training after another." Song Shiwan looked at the training ground where the atmosphere finally eased, without saying anything at all: "OK, the speech ended, the training began, Radbey, warmed up with the back line, today's training subject is one-on-one. The midfielder was led by Barty to practice and sent a straight pass single shot to the forward. The forward's responsible breakthrough training was led by Fowler!"

"GO!GO! Go and warm up!"

When all the players started jogging, Radbe passed by Song Shiwan and said, "Head, I can respect you, but my trust has a deadline. If I can't see hope in the game a week later, then I will apply for a transfer!"
Chapter completed!