Wow!

  When Yang Cheng opened his eyes again, what he saw was a big mouth with thick lips like a chrysanthemum in full bloom. He was so frightened that he sat up from the ground at once, but accidentally bumped his forehead against the German giant who was about to give him artificial respiration.

  The world is spinning around me and it hurts so much Im going to die!

  "Haha, Tim, I guess you didnt brush your teeth this morning and your bad breath just woke him up. Otherwise, we were calling out to him earlier but he wouldnt wake up. As soon as you prepared to give him CPR, he was startled awake!"

  A group of people next to them were laughing and joking around.

  Yang Cheng looked up, only to see unfamiliar faces whizzing by in front of him like a revolving lantern, sometimes blurry and sometimes clear, but the dull ache emanating from his chest had not stopped.

  "Cough...cough..." He wanted to shout, but couldnt make a sound.

  Fortunately, at this time, the team doctor rushed forward and pulled Tim Hanks, "Okay, Tim, stop doing CPR, or youll be pressing him to death!"

  Then the team doctor took a flashlight and shone it into Yang Chengs pupils, stimulating him to quickly close his eyes.

  "How are you feeling, young Chinese man? Can you hear me speaking?" The team doctor asked with a smile.

  Yang Chengs whole body had no energy, but he barely nodded his chin.

  "Do you know where this is? Do you know what happened?"

  Yang Cheng almost wanted to close his eyes and sleep, but was called awake by the team doctor again, shaking his head.

  "TMD, Reinhardts blow was really vicious, almost got a shock!" The team doctor complained.

  "No wonder, the teams current situation is terrible, Reinhart is in a bad mood, under tremendous pressure, and yet he was questioned by this newcomer about his tactics and abilities, who can bear it!" Someone next to him sighed.

  "No matter how you say it, Reinhardt was also a famous national player in the GDR era, and after retiring, he became an equally famous head coach. In his first year as a team leader, he won the double crown of the GDR First Division League, the golden medal-winning coach at the peak of Dresden, Sommer and Kirsten were all his generals under his command. How could such a person lose to an unknown little kid?"

  "But this Chinese kid is really something, he actually dared to grab Reinhardt, and the result was a big fight, not to mention getting punched, but also being demoted to the youth team. I reckon if it wasnt for him having an UEFA-recognized A-level coaching certificate, Reinhardt would have kicked him out long ago!"

  "Haha, not firing him might not be a good thing either. Didnt Reinhardt say that if this kid cant lead the youth team to avoid relegation this season, he wont get a single penny? Isnt that equivalent to working for free?"

  "Hes probably trying to force this kid out!"

  "I think this kid is stubborn and wont back down, he said it himself, he wants to go all the way with Reinhardt!"

  "Haha, yeah, I went all out, but he punched me and I fell to the ground!"

  "Its really hard to believe, Reinhart is already over 50 years old, but his fists are still so hard, maintaining the same ferocity as during the East German era. This kid looks refined and elegant, with a good appearance, but fighting against Reinhart, no chance!"

  Everyone was chatting with each other over there, while Yang Cheng, who had fallen to the ground, closed his eyes and listened carefully. As a result, he soon discovered something very unfortunate.

  He made it through!

  From 2011 through to 1995, from China to Germany!

  And he listened to these people talking, and roughly guessed what had happened to himself, being beaten!

  Whats up with that old guy named Reinhardt?

  East Germany? Isnt that just the former GDR?

  Wasnt the Berlin Wall knocked down in 1989? Who still calls it East Germany now?

  And, where is this place?

  He tried very hard to understand these things, but gradually he found that there were too many things rushing out of his mind, like waves, one after another, leaving him overwhelmed.

  Too many things flooded into his mind all at once, causing a short circuit in an instant, just like a computer crash.

  Yang Chengs last consciousness was a message, gathering information of players from all over the world...

  What is this and what?

  Then he thoroughly fainted!

  …………

  ………….

  When Yang Cheng woke up again, he found himself lying on a soft bed. The splitting headache had improved a lot, but there were still many things in his mind that hadnt been digested, and it was very uncomfortable.

  That big pile of messy stuff needs to be sorted out, its really hard work, but Yang Cheng has no choice but to do so, he doesnt want to become a fool, muddle-headed, so he carefully combs through it, step by step.

  First, he found out that the owner of this body he occupied after crossing over in Munich, Germany was also named Yang Cheng. In his consciousness, the two looked exactly alike, 23 years old, from China, with the same hometown and parents as Yang Cheng, except that he had come to Germany on his own during university to study at Leipzig University.

  This is a famous old university in Germany, which has cultivated countless historical celebrities. Yang Cheng majored in computer science and football here, while the Leipzig Sports Academy is as famous as the Cologne Sports Academy, the former belongs to East Germany, and countless world sports celebrities from East Germany come from this university.

  Yang Chen obtained the UEFA A-level coaching certificate during his time at Leipzig University, which was not easy to come by. At that time in Germany, where coaching qualifications were generally undervalued, having such a certificate was highly prized, especially in East Germany where talent was scarce.

  According to the German Football Association, the head coach of the youth team must have a coaching certificate. However, in Chemnitz, which is known as the most advanced youth training camp in East Germany, there are 16 professional coaches, but none of them have a professional coaching certificate. The reason is simple: those with professional coaching certificates all went to West Germany to make a fortune, who would be willing to stay in East Germany?

  Yang Chen came to Chemnitz because of the invitation of his classmate Tim Hank, who is a native of Chemnitz and also studied at the Sports Academy of Leipzig University, majoring in Training Methods and Theory. He had also gone to the United States for an exchange and study program, but after returning, he gave up the lucrative salary in the West and chose to play for his hometown team.

  However, Tim Hanks and Yang Cheng were both rejected by head coach Reinhard Rolfes and others, who were former East German coaches. They were very resistant to so-called advanced knowledge at home and abroad. In their view, the role of a coach was to train players into disciplined soldiers, letting them fight bravely on the field.

  Yang Chen came to Chemnitz, saw Tim Hanks being excluded, and had also refuted Reinhard Kuhnert several times. Until today, the two quarreled again, Kuhnert couldnt outdo Yang Chen, got angry and made a bet with him, then said harsh words, saying that if Yang Chen cant lead the youth team to stay in the league, he wont get any salary.

  Yang Chen was also furious at that time, scolding him and saying that if he had the ability, Dresden would not have been relegated from the Bundesliga to the 2. Bundesliga several times under his hands, let alone facing bankruptcy now.

  Hei Fu was hit in the sore spot and directly gave Yang Cheng a punch, beating this Chinese kid who was reckless and impudent in his eyes to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

  Recalling what happened today, Yang Cheng also had a sense of resentment in his heart, feeling that Reinhardt was underestimating him, or even looking down on the old Yang Cheng, although this stemmed from East German coaches rejection of advanced technical and tactical levels, but ultimately he was targeting Yang Cheng.

  Apart from these, Yang Cheng also gained some understanding of his own body and discovered that he was actually a foreign language expert.

  According to UEFA regulations, in order to pass the A-level coaching certificate assessment, one must have proficiency in at least one foreign language. In Germany, German is considered a native language, so Yang Chen has no problem with it after being here for many years, so he must learn another foreign language.

  When Yang Cheng rummaged through his memories, he found that he was not only proficient in German, but also English and Italian were his strong suits. Communication in Spanish and Portuguese was also not a big problem for him.

  This made Yang Cheng excited, because he was very clear that mastering multiple foreign languages would at least give him more capital for his future.

  Even if youre not a head coach, you can still return home and be a translator, thats a high-paying job, much better than being a computer!

  Just as Yang Cheng had just tidied up his mind and felt a little more relaxed, a vague transparent interface suddenly popped up in his consciousness, clearly displaying a piece of information.

  "Local collection is complete, shall we expand the scope?"

  Then there are two options below, one "yes" and one "no", both in Chinese.

  Yang Cheng was puzzled about what this meant, hesitated about how to deal with it, and always felt that there was such an interface in his mind, although it didnt affect his life, but he always felt that something extra existed, so he casually tried choosing "yes".

  Yang Cheng had originally prepared himself for a good scolding, but unexpectedly it didnt happen. The interface suddenly disappeared, but soon another one popped up, "Whether to immediately start the [Super Coach Assistant System]?"

  Then there are two options below, "Yes" and "No".

  Yang Cheng hesitated for a moment, "Whats this Super Coach Assistant System? How did such a thing appear in my mind? Is it a gift from crossing over?"

  In a flash, Yang Cheng thought of some crossovers he had seen in his previous life, basically all of them were "buy one get one free", "buy big send small", could it be that this time was also the case?

  "After opening it, I hope nothing will go wrong. It wont be an endless stream, will it?" He looked at many things, afraid that he had opened something that would make him desperate."

  But if its not turned on, having this thing in ones own brain all the time doesnt seem like a good thing either!

  Just as Yang Cheng was hesitating, the dormitory door creaked open with a sound of unlocking, and then a German young man pushed the door open and came in.

  Yang Cheng recognized him at first glance as the German who was going to give him artificial respiration, Tim Hank!