Jucho, 33 years old, the last footballer of the East Germany, was the hero of the double in Dresden, after the reunification of the two Germanys, he switched to Galatasaray in Turkey for a season, and then returned to Germany, successively joined Jena, Hannover 96, and this season under the call of Hefner to Chemnitz.

However, the trip to Chemnitz could well turn out to be the darkest season of his career.

When he stood at the door of Yang Cheng's office, he raised his hand and wanted to knock on the door, but his hand stayed in the air and he couldn't knock on it for a long time.

He is 33 years old, but the head coach sitting in it is only 23 years old, 10 years younger than him, and sometimes he feels unconvinced, he has been playing football for so many years, but in the end he is not as good as a fledgling kid?

But when he thought of Yang Cheng's courage in the training ground, he hesitated again.

He's been through a lot of teams, he's been through a lot of managers, he's been through some of the professional footballs, so he knows that nothing has ever ended well with a manager, especially in East Germany.

Thinking of this, he knocked on the door.

He is 33 years old, mature, and he has begun to look ahead and backward in everything, and will not act recklessly like young people.

Yang Cheng sat in the office waiting for him, and when he saw Ju Qiao coming in, he immediately motioned for him to sit down in front of him.

"Last season's Bundesliga, you scored a total of 16 goals, but so far this season, you have scored 6 ......" Yang Cheng raised a file in his hand, said while looking at it, and then put it down and stared at Ju Qiao, "Can you tell me, what's going on?" Let's talk like a friend! ”

Ju Qiao shrugged, he really didn't have much to say.

As a striker, but he couldn't score, he felt that he had no excuse.

"I'm a head coach and I used to follow the first team when I was in the second team, and I know you have a habit of training on your own after every day, and even when you go back to the club to train during the holidays to stay in shape, am I right?"

Ju Qiao was a little surprised, because he really didn't expect that Yang Cheng would know about these efforts he had made.

"If a striker doesn't score, I don't think the blame is necessarily on the striker, it could be the midfielder, and I've heard a very interesting statistic that when a team can create 15 good scoring chances in a game, even the worst scorer can score; But when a team can only create a handful of chances in a game, no matter how good the scorers are, they can't do anything. ”

Yang Cheng's words made Ju Qiao a little moved, he originally thought that Yang Cheng was coming to him for trouble, after all, he was the favorite general of the predecessor Hei Funa, and it was a well-known thing that Yang Cheng and Hei Fu Na were not on the right path, but he didn't expect Yang Cheng to take the initiative to defend him.

"I have reason to believe that you are an excellent professional player, and I also know very well that many East German players in the team are looking forward to you, I called you here today, just to tell you, I hope you can play your professionalism and lead the team well!"

Ju Qiao is the captain of the team personally appointed by Blackner, and Yang Cheng does not want to replace him, after all, he has a lot of influence in the East German region, especially in the hearts of many East German players in the team.

After looking at Yang Cheng seriously, Ju Qiao nodded and agreed, "I will do my best!" Then he didn't seem to be willing to talk to Yang Cheng more, "If there is nothing else, I'll go out first!" ”

Yang Cheng nodded first, and Ju Qiao got up and was about to go out.

"By the way, Thorson, you'll be 34 years old by the end of the season, right?" Yang Cheng asked suddenly.

Ju Qiao was stunned for a moment, and stood still, but did not turn around, just stood there quietly.

Yang Cheng got up from his seat and walked around the desk and came out, "I heard that when you were in Dresden before, you and Kirsten were teammates, what?" Now that Kiersten is doing well at Bayer Leverkusen and turning purple, what do you think? ”

When he spoke, Yang Cheng sat down on the sofa in the office casually, looking very casual and sneering slightly.

Ju Qiao still didn't look back, but his fists were clenched tightly, and the green tendons were exposed.

He was the last East German footballer of the year, while Kirsten was the second-to-last, both of whom were top stars during their time in the GDR, but after the reunification of the two Germanys, Kirsten went to Bayer Leverkusen and Gücjo went to Turkey, and since then they have taken two very different paths.

In Guccio's heart, he has always had a thorn, that is, many people doubt his ability, thinking that the reason why he was able to win the East German Footballer of the Year in his last season was because Kirsten left the team, so he has always been very unwilling to do this, because during his time in East Germany, the number of goals scored was much higher than that of Kirsten, and he always believed that he was no worse than anyone else.

Now that he has been counted down by Yang Cheng in person, not to mention how big the fire in his heart is.

"If it were me, then I would definitely want to kill myself, because I never thought I would lose to anyone, but ......" Yang Cheng sighed, not to mention how annoying it looked, "It's a pity, time is not waiting for me, Kirsten is now a striker in the Bundesliga, the 93-year-old Bundesliga Footballer, last season in the Bundesliga was also very stable, it is difficult to beat him!" ”

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Ju Qiao asked in a deep voice, he was already very patient.

Yang Cheng smiled disappreciatively, "I just want to see if you still have fighting spirit, and if you still want to do something, for example, like Kirsten, to prove the latest chapter of martial arts yourself, or, you are just willing to accept the status quo, planning to waste a few more years, and end up uneventful!" ”

Jucho didn't speak, but he could see that his body was shaking.

"You think everything I said to the reporter at the Free Press was a fart? You think I'm going to make a big deal out of it for no reason? Don't be stupid, I'm not crazy, what I say is the truth, everything I want and hope for! ”

"Everyone thinks that we are relegated, everyone thinks that it is impossible for us to want to be relegated, but I just want to do this impossibility and tell the world that there will be no impossible until the end!"

Yang Cheng stood up from the sofa, slowly paced to Ju Qiao's side, and patted his right shoulder heavily, as if he was an old friend.

"Everyone, whether it's a manager or a player, always wants to leave as many glorious deeds as possible in their career, as much as possible to leave a proud story to remember in the future, and I am and you are the same!"

"The reason why I tell you this is that I just want you to come home tonight, lie in bed, before going to bed, close your eyes, silently reflect on your career, what else have you had besides the controversial East German footballer of the year? No! ”

"Now, Thorson, there is a very good opportunity in front of you now, which is to work with me to lead Chemnitz to relegation, and even to qualify for the first division, and I believe that if the team completes this great miracle this season and accomplishes this impossible task, the whole world will be shocked."

"Many, many years later, when groups of new fans come in, the old fans will pat their chests and tell these rookies that in the 95/96 season, Chemnitz only got 4 points in the first 21 rounds, but won all the last 13 rounds with an impossible miracle, not only succeeded in relegation, but even completed the great cause of the first division."

When he said this, Yang Cheng pointed at Ju Qiao, and then pointed at himself, "And you, and me, and every player in the club, are the creators of this great cause!" ”

"I believe that this is the best chance to prove you in the latest chapter of the martial arts! And only in this way will you have no regrets in your career! ”

Yang Cheng gently patted Ju Qiao's shoulder a few times, signaling that he could think about it for a while, and then returned to the desk and sat down.

Ju Qiao stood silently for more than a minute before leaving.

Not long after he left, Jankoller, a Czech high-ranking man, knocked on the door and entered.