road to victory

Chapter 117
"Mr. Wiltord, let's start." Vincent deliberately ignored Pires.

Le Maire got up at this time and began to adjust the video, from the first scene where Wiltord was cut off after touching the ball, until he was replaced by Vincent.

"Is there anything I want to add to you just now? Mr. Wiltord" Fan Shang asked Wiltord after the video was over, seeing that Wiltord still looked like I was doing well, "Roger, since this is the case, You do it."

Le Maire didn't rub the sand in his eyes, and he wasn't used to mistakes at all. Facing Wiltord's education for a while, his tone was not harsh, but like a teacher correcting a student's mistakes. Mel can always find a lot of problems. In the end, Le Maire became more and more excited, belittling Wiltord's performance as useless, a complete burden to the team, and a rat shit that ruined a good pot of soup.

Fan Shang felt that what Le Maire said was a bit too much, but Fan Shang was already determined to punish Wiltord, so he was not afraid of going too far.

The original disdainful expression on Wiltord's face began to slowly change. He didn't expect that his performance was really so bad. Le Maire's every sentence was well-founded, which made Wiltord himself start to waver. , "Is it really a poor performance?" Wiltord repeated in his heart.But then he thought again, "It's because my teammates didn't give me better support. Yes, if I can pass the ball to a better position, I can definitely score." .

Fan Shang was still happy when he saw Wiltord's expression eased just now. This guy seems to be saveable, but seeing him like this again, his heart sank again.It seems that Wiltord will not cry until he sees the coffin, and he will not die until he reaches the Yellow River.It must be a strong drug.

After Le Maire finished commenting on Wiltord's performance throughout the game, it was Vincent's turn, "Mr. Wiltord, do you think what Roger said just now is correct?"

"No, no, no, none of this is my fault, it's the lack of support from the midfielder. If I had more chances, I would definitely score." Wiltord shook his hands, still not acknowledging him There was a problem with the performance of the last game.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's do an experiment." Fan Shang breathed out, he didn't want to get into too much trouble with Wiltord, "I'll give you three games, you go to the reserve team, I'll let you They keep passing the ball to you in the game and give you opportunities, as long as you can score more than two goals in each of the three games, you will always be Bordeaux's first-choice striker in the games after this season."

After hearing what Fan Shang said, Pires was a little moved. He finally raised his head and looked at Fan Shang with a questioning look.Of course Fan Shang would not say, I have no other candidates for your position, you must give me a good kick, if you give up the pick, I will be paralyzed on the left.

When he heard that it was only temporary, he could tailor tactics for him. Most importantly, if he could score two goals per game, he would become the main force in Bordeaux. , which made him very tempted.

Fan Shang met Pires' gaze, looked at him firmly, and added a nod.Pires finally spoke, and the final reason was so simple that it was hard to say.

Although Fan Shang was very happy with Wiltord's agreement, he couldn't understand why Wiltord was so interested in entering the national team. After contacting him, Fan Shang didn't find any serious patriotic thoughts in Wiltord. I know, the reason is very simple. His agent often tells him in front of him how much a certain country pays players for the year to motivate him, which makes Wiltord have infinite yearning for the national team.

Pires nodded, "Then when can I play?"

It turned out that after Pires came to Bordeaux, he didn’t have many friends. Occasionally, Wiltord sent a heroic post to invite his teammates to go clubbing. Pires might be bored by himself, so he really accepted the invitation. Several people in Wiltord's car.After going back and forth like this, Wiltord, who likes to show more, became the leader of the four after spilling some silver. Before the last game, Wiltord specifically asked Pires to pass him more passes during the game. In this way, Wiltord scored and Pires assisted, and both of them performed in the European arena.

In fact, Pires is a family man, but his wife, Naselei, is a TV program producer. Now she did not follow Pires to Bordeaux, so Pires will go out with Wiltord and his friends.

Le Maire nodded helplessly, then walked out of the conference room, pretending to do what Fan Shang ordered.Now there are only two people left in the room, Fan Shang and Pires, and Fan Shang is ready to have a heart-to-heart talk with Pires.

"It's not that you go to the reserve team," Fan Shang explained, "you go to the reserve team now and let's do an experiment. This experiment lasts for 3 games. No matter what the result is, you will return to the first team. The first team has Competition tasks are not suitable for experiments, the reserve team has no performance requirements, you go, I will let them rearrange tactics for you, you can also participate, as long as you have requirements, we will satisfy you."

"As I said just now, it depends on your training. If you can satisfy me, I think it will be very fast."

"Okay, you go to training today, and I will take you to the reserve team after the end." Vincent was very straightforward, and then gave Wiltord a gesture of invitation.

Pires probably didn't expect Fan Shang to be able to talk to him like this, so he raised his head and glanced at Fan Shang, wanting to speak, but he muttered a few times, but still no sound came out.

Le Maire glanced back at Fan Shang, he did not expect Fan Shang to be so shameless that he would use this title to fool players.Did he know that Jacques was responsible for selecting players and formulating tactics for the national team, and he and Vincent would only give their opinions, and it was up to Jacques to accept it or not.

"Okay, boss, I know what to do." Pires' eyes at this moment have become more determined from the trance just now.

"OK, Robert, I understand." Fan Shang clapped his hands, "Do you want to continue like this now, or draw a line with them and return to the training ground to prove yourself?"

"Boss, I want to keep playing," whispered Pires

"Okay, no problem, but the next game will definitely not work. You need to work harder from now on, let me see your attitude in training, do you understand?" Vincent said

Vincent is an absolute pragmatist. Pires and Wiltord have different positions. He said this purely because he has no other good candidates to replace Pires' current position. As for the striker position, although Vincent has few choices , but Wiltord is certainly not the only one.

Fan Shang really couldn't bear it anymore, "Roger, do you know the contact information of the head coach of the disabled national team?" Le Maire was just standing by and watching the show, but he didn't expect to have something to do with him, "Roger"

Vincent ignored Le Maire and continued to stare at Wiltord.Wiltord originally came from Bordeaux, one reason is that he can participate in the European competition, and the other reason is that Vincent tricked him into speaking for him into the national team.Hearing this, even if it was the last straw that broke the camel's heart in Wiltord's heart, he nodded.

When Vincent called his name again, Le Maire finally reflected, "I don't know." He really didn't know, how could these people in the professional football circle care about these things.

"You want me to go to the reserve team?" Wiltord couldn't believe it

Vincent hoped that Wiltord would agree, so he would give him a better future, "Don't forget, the World Cup in 98 was at our doorstep, and Roger and I were both coaches of the national team."

Pires didn't speak, "Robert, your talent is definitely better than him, and your ability is also stronger than him. I originally wanted you and Vicente to form the strongest left in France, but what did you give me? It was the last match. Would you like Roger to give you some pointers?"

"I don't know, go ask now, ask Aimee, ask your other friends, I hope you can find his contact information in 10 minutes, I have an excellent player here to recommend him." Although Fan Shang and Le Mel spoke, but his eyes were fixed on Pires, Vincent really hoped that Pires would explode now.

Pires shook his head, but remained silent.Fan Shang was really angry at this time, I told you so much, why didn't you react at all, whether you accept it or not, just say something! "Robert, are you going to play in the Paralympics now? But you have to think clearly, the Paralympics are football for the blind, not football for the deaf!"

"Robert, you were a cheerful and sunny boy when you first came here, why are you like this now." Fan Shang now feels that he hates iron and steel. "Tell me why, Robert, you are different from Wiltord, I can give him up, but I really value you."

Wiltord shrugged, got up and left the conference room.Pires, who kept his head down, also wanted to go out, but was held back by Fan Shang's eyes.

"Robert, I'm very disappointed in you." Fan Shang showed a sad mood, "Aren't you a year older than him, why are you like his younger brother?" Fan Shang pointed to the direction where Wiltord went out .

"Then let's go to training." Vincent stood up, and Pires followed behind him. "Robert, recently I asked François to pay attention to see if there is a job suitable for Naselei. I think this will allow you to concentrate on the court."

Pires didn't expect Fan Shang to bring up this matter suddenly. Pires actually wanted Serena to come with him, but Serena was a bit of a strong woman. Ray come over.

Francois has many ways, and Fan Shang directly handed over this matter to him without his consent.

　The third update today, three updates on the first day of release, and two updates a day from tomorrow, thank you!

　　
　
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