In the small conference room of the administrative building, Gao Yuan and his friends met the DB Brazilian coaching team who had been waiting here for a long time.

As soon as he entered the door, a middle-aged Brazilian uncle in charge greeted Han Peng and Liu Jindong.

"Han, Liu, hello!"

"Hello, Lao Baal!"

Han Peng and Liu Jindong shook hands enthusiastically with the Brazilian uncle, and even Liu Jindong hugged each other familiarly.

This uncle is the former head coach of the Brazilian DB team and a meritorious foreign aid Baalista in the history of the Taishan Club.

Baalsta is of epoch-making significance for Taishan Club. He is the first foreign aid in Taishan's history. He joined Taishan in 1998. Although he only stayed with the team for less than three years, he won the first double championship trophy in Chinese football history. After leaving Taishan, he played for Qinggang Mavericks, Daqin Guoli, Pengcheng Ping'an and many other A-level teams, which can be regarded as old friends of Chinese football.

Baal has an indissoluble bond with Taishan Football. To date, many fans believe that he is one of the best foreign players in Taishan Football history. After Taishan Club acquired Brazil DB, he hired Baalista to become the coach of the DB youth training team, and later became the coach of the first team.

Before Han Peng and Liu Jindong entered the first team, Baalsta left Taishan. They had never been teammates, but they met each other in the A League and had known each other for a long time. In addition, there were frequent exchanges between the two clubs since then, and there were many business contacts, so they were very familiar with each other.

"Old Baal, this is our boss, the team's coach Gao Yuan." Liu Jindong remembered that coach Gao Yuan was still left aside and quickly introduced.

Gao Yuan didn't care, and smiled and stretched out his hand, saying in Portuguese: "Hello, Mr. Ederson, I have long admired the name!"

Although Baalista had heard that the future boss was a young man, Gao Yuan's age was beyond his expectations, and the other party's Portuguese standard also surprised him. Although he was very surprised, he still politely held Gao Yuan's hand, "Hello, Mr. Coach. Just call me Baalista!"

Gao Yuan could feel the kindness of Old Bali, and the other party did not seem to be despising himself because he was young and Chinese.

Baalsta introduced several people around him to Gao Yuan.

The tall and oldest person in the house is Marquez, the former team's chief assistant coach. He is a veteran of the DB team. Before Taishan Club acquired DB, he served as a scout, youth training coach, assistant coach, head coach and other positions of DB team. After Balista as head coach, he was the second person in the team.

However, now due to Gao Yuan’s airborne, everyone’s position has dropped out of thin air, and he is no longer the chief assistant coach.

When Gao Yuan shook hands with him, he felt that the other party's hand had just rubbed him gently, and his eyes were full of arrogance.

This old guy is not easy to deal with! Gao Yuan made a judgment in his heart.

Afterwards, Gao Yuan shook hands with the remaining people.

The big bald man and his burly length are the team's assistant coach Garcia.

The thin man with brown curly hair is the team's physical coach Cazarelo.

The team's team doctor and physiotherapist Santos is a little bookish in his glasses.

At this point, the coaching team was all here.

When Gao Yuan shook hands, he observed their respective attributes, which were very good. If he could put them together, he would be a team that was always very combat-effective.

As the boss of this team, Gao Yuan only said a few scenes like "I hope everyone will work together and work together" for the first time. The road is far away and the horsepower will be seen. The future will be long and the days will be long, and we have to slowly get used to it in daily training competitions.

After the meeting, Yan Ruyu continued to lead Gao Yuan and others to familiarize themselves with the base environment. Several Brazilian coaches returned to the office together.

As soon as he sat down at the office, Marquez said angrily: "These damn Chinese people! They actually sent a child to be the head coach! What do they regard football as a game of capital?"

Santos advised: "I heard that this young man is a good coach. He just led the team to win the Reserve League championship in China!"

It would be fine if he didn't persuade him, but his persuasion aroused Marquez's anger: "What a bullshit reserve team! Does he have no experience in coaching the first team? He has never coached the first team in the Chinese football desert. Why do he come to Brazil to be a coach! This is Brazil! It's the football kingdom! What he wants to coach is a professional team that has been participating in the highest-level league of São Paulo State! Damn Chinese, do they think they can do whatever they want after investing money?! Do they think the São Paulo State League is the same garbage as the Chinese Super League? These proud and arrogant yellow monkeys don't know anything!"

Baalsta stopped him and said, "Marquez, pay attention to your words and deeds! I have played football in China before, and it impressed me there. Maybe their football level is indeed not high, but the people there are very humble and kind, and the development there is also changing with each passing day. It is a strong and friendly country, and I like it very much."

Marquez was still indignant, "The development of the economy and society is one thing, but football is another. They send echelons to the base every year. Everyone can see how good the level is. They are simply wasting resources! In my opinion, Chinese people are not suitable for playing football at all, let alone being coaches! How much effort has it taken to advance to the A1 League of São Paulo? Do you have the heart to see the team relegation? Baalsta, we all support you, and all Brazilian children also support you! Let go of your hands, I guarantee that everyone will only listen to you!"

"Enough!" Balista angrily slapped the desk in the office, "Marquez, stop talking nonsense! No matter who the head coach is, he represents Brazilian DB! We must obey his command, this is the basic ethics of a professional coach! I pretend that you didn't hear what you said today, but if you make similar remarks, I will report to the club!"

Marquezho stood up and said angrily: "Is it for myself? Is it for the DB club! It is for the dignity of Brazilian football! Do you have the heart to see that the Chinese are willing to relegate to the team?! Don't think I don't know. When I saw that young Chinese coach, each of you felt uncomfortable! It's just that you are cowards and don't admit it bravely like me!"

After saying that, he slammed the door angrily and left.

The remaining people in the room looked at each other, and no one spoke again, and they all left Baalsta's office in silence.

Baalista lit a cigarette and took a few irritable sips.

His mind was very confused. To be fair, he was also very unhappy about the reality that he worked hard to lead the team to upgrade but was picked by others. When he learned that the other party was a rookie coach with no professional first-team experience, he felt deeply worried about the team's future. But he finally chose to support the club's decision. He had a lot of feelings for Taishan Club and sincerely loved China thousands of miles away. He wanted to repay Taishan Club's kindness for his kindness and really wanted to help China improve its football competition level.

He thought of a few weeks ago, his good friend, former teammate, and now the executive vice president and head coach of Taishan Club. At that time, he asked the other party very worriedly whether this new young man could be trustworthy and whether he could help the team relegate. However, his old friend Li Xiaopeng gave himself a reassurance with his unique humor.

"Old Baal, do you think if I go to DB Club, can I lead the team to relegation?"

"Of course, my old friend! You are the 51st coach in the world after all!"

"Haha, don't make fun of me! But if you believe that I can lead the team to relegate, then Gao Yuan will be even more irritating!"

"Why?"

"Because this kid is much better than me!"

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Balista believed in his former teammate very much. In the A League, they were the most powerful guarantee for Taishan to win the double championship in the midfield, one left and one right. Li Xiaopeng's wisdom and ability to deal with people and things left a deep impression on him. Milutinovic, the head coach of the Chinese national team, once commented, "If there are any existing Chinese players in the future who can become an excellent coach, it must be Li Xiaopeng." (Real comment)

The reason why I came to DB Club was also due to the strong recommendation of this old teammate.

However, Gao Yuan is too young and cannot help but lack the experience of being a coach, and even has no experience as a player!

Can he really be as outstanding as Li Xiaopeng said?
Chapter completed!