Chapter 20 Unwilling Teens! (Repair)

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 Lao Gao left first, leaving Wang Ai alone in the quiet room.

Wang Ai thought for a long time and gradually figured it out. Lao Gao said it right. Having yourself and not having yourself are two different things! He led the young people to a higher starting point and platform, and he continued to train hard.

It also inspires young people who are already competitive to work harder. Then, the future of Chinese football will definitely be better!

After Wang Ai figured it out, he pushed the door open and went out. He was shocked to find that all the national junior team members were waiting quietly in the opposite room. When they heard the door ring, they rushed out one after another.

Everyone opened their mouths but no one spoke, and there was an eerie silence in the corridor.

They knew that the boss was disappointed, when they saw the boss's effortless performance, when they saw the boss's somewhat lonely expression and back, when they saw Director Gao enter Wang Ai's room with a sad look on his face.

They know that Wang Ai really can't do anything to them: even if you are the top scorer in the national college entrance examination, even if you have a master's degree or a doctorate from a Chinese university or a foreign university, even if you are the top scorer of the Asian Youth League and the core of the National Youth League, even if we don't practice well

What can you do to us? But the boss didn’t criticize them because the boss was already very good, and now he has made such progress and worked so hard, and then compared himself...

The young man's shame overflowed strongly in his heart.

"Okay, Director Gao said, your progress is not small to begin with. Everyone's progress speed is at different age groups. I am a little faster today, and you will catch up when you reach the age tomorrow."

Seeing that the comfort effect was not very good, Wang Ai could only shake his head: "Okay, I brought a gift to each of you from Germany. I originally wanted to give it to you later, but seeing how you are now, I had to give it to you in advance.

You guys, I’ll make you happy! Come, come, everyone has a share, if you don’t want it, there will be nothing!”

Only then did the friends become happy, their voices grew louder and louder, and they gradually began to laugh.

Wang Ai dragged over his big travel bag. When he went upstairs, several people carried it up together. It was very heavy.

Opening the zipper, Wang Aixian took out a square and exquisite box. After opening the box, there were forty Lingmei fountain pens, a luxury jewelry that is popular in Germany with its simple style!

The second gift is a Tübingen youth team uniform, one set for each person.

The third gift is a German national team uniform and an Adidas football, one set for each person.

The fourth gift is a box of HARVEY candies for each person.

Wang Ai's gift was carefully chosen. It was strange to give the pen to the football players, but it expressed Wang Ai's hope that they could learn a little culture. Tübingen team uniforms encourage them to demand themselves according to the standards of professional players. German team uniforms

It is a pure souvenir. After all, it is an authentic uniform of the world's top team, and the same goes for football. Candy is for them to eat themselves or as a tool to please girls, as they like.

"Long live the boss!" Zeng Cheng shouted vaguely while chewing candy.

Others, especially the older team members, looked at the candies with confused expressions. After Wang Ai winked, they all figured out the real purpose. Only Zeng Cheng, who was too young, thought they were for himself.

Everyone distributed the gifts and happily went to the banquet hall together. The boss was really interesting. He brought us so many gifts and even thought of us when he went to Germany!

After the team members left first, Wang Ai dug out the bottom of his baggage, took out two exquisite boxes, and ran to Cheng Wei excitedly: "Senior sister, this is for you, I picked it out for a long time!"

Cheng Wei said in surprise: "And my gift?"

"Of course!" Wang Ai said with his head held high: "The basketball you stole from Uncle Cheng is now the treasure of our family! It was used by Marshal He Long, and my dad didn't let me touch it!"

"Actually, it was just a basketball that the marshal patted casually, otherwise he would have entered the museum long ago." Cheng Wei explained.

"I know, but that was taken by Marshal He Long! It is Uncle Cheng's collection. It is said that Uncle Cheng was so angry that he didn't talk to you for a month?"

"Good junior brother!" Cheng Wei smiled like a flower: "It's not in vain that I hurt you. What are these?"

"This is the clothes of ESCADA from Germany. It is suitable for spring and autumn. It looks wild and is the style of clothing worn by German nobles in the past when they were hunting. This box is cosmetics from Dr. Hauschka. Look at this.

, are skin care products, this is facial cleanser, this is repair cream, this..."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I don't speak German. I'm going to find a piece of paper. You can write it down for me and I'll stick it on it, just in case I make a mistake."

Lao Gao, who was ignored, looked awkwardly at the two brothers and sisters busy working there, and couldn't help coughing: "Wang Ai, is there anyone else?"

Wang Ai curled his lips: "There may be some tatters left in the bag. You can dig through it yourself later."

After writing Chinese labels on the cosmetics, Wang Ai left first. Lao Gao was not polite and directly bent down to take out Wang Ai's luggage bag.

After a long while, Lao Gao held a Hugo Boss business suit, a belt, shoes and a Montblanc pen, and said nothing for a long time.

"Isn't this considered a bribe?" Cheng Wei asked in a low voice.

Lao Gao was shocked when he heard the sound, shook his head and smiled: "It's quite expensive. If we put it together, I guess 30,000 yuan can't stop it. Have you heard of the Northern Paper Group? It's run by his father. Don't look at him. He doesn't usually do it.

It's a real wealthy family. Besides, what can I do by bribing a national junior coach? Do you want to join the national junior team or seek the main position? Okay, don't worry, he just likes us, and I'm willing to accept it.

Your blessing. Didn't you forget that he donated 20 million to Renmin University before he left?"

"Well, I still have good taste!" Cheng Wei said proudly.

Lao Gao smiled and said: "Let's go to dinner too. In fact, the gifts given to the team members are not cheap. Two thousand per person is not enough. In Germany, a set of genuine jerseys and shorts can cost less than a thousand. That football

It costs several hundred yuan, a pen costs several hundred yuan, and the packaging of the candies is not cheap. For these thirty people, 50,000 to 60,000 yuan was just thrown away without a word. So, we don’t have to think too much, just

Become a big eater!"

The teammates had not seen each other for a long time and received exquisite gifts. While eating and chatting, Wang Ai vividly recounted his experience in Germany for the past six months and also asked about the experiences of his teammates, especially Zhou Haibin and others who are about to enter the first team.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the dinner ended. Today was considered a small team reception banquet for Wang Ai, otherwise it would have been over long ago. After the meal, everyone walked around the edge of the stadium for more than half an hour to digest, and practiced for two more times.

When the hour was almost ten o'clock, everyone returned to their rooms to rest. Wang Ai came late, so it was a private room. Besides, Wang Ai had always been an assistant coach at the National Junior High School, so no one had any objection to living in a private room.

It was quiet in the corridor, and the door of Chen Tao and Zhao Xuri opened quietly. After the two took a shower, they put on full equipment and prepared to go downstairs to practice more. As soon as they reached the stairs, Zhou Haibin, who was neatly dressed, opened the door and the three of them opened the door.

They were all stunned.

"You too?"

"you also?"

Both sides spoke at the same time and smiled at the same time: Let’s go!

As he walked, he muttered: "Boss is progressing too fast. If he doesn't practice more, he won't even be qualified to be a teammate."

Just as he was talking, the rooms of Yin Liangyi, Cao Di, Dai Qinhua, Guo Liang, Yu Yang and others all opened in unison. As soon as the team members tiptoed out, they were startled by the silent crowd in the corridor! They looked at each other.

The look is a bit funny.

Slowly, an inexplicable emotion flowed among everyone. Most of them had been training together for two or three years, and the tacit understanding on the court also extended to their thoughts and life.

Don’t let Wang Ai fall behind! You have to work hard! If you fall behind, practice more to catch up!

When everyone was about to go downstairs, the young player Gao Lin, who heard the commotion, put his head around and asked Zhou Haibin to pull his head out: "Hurry up and change your jerseys and shoes and go downstairs to practice more!"

When Gao Lin, Wang Yongbai, Zeng Cheng and other second-term national juniors came downstairs, Zhou Haibin criticized them: "How much progress have you made, boss? You still have the energy to sleep! If you don't catch up quickly, you will be even less able to catch up in the future."

At the same time, in Wang Ai's dark room, Lao Gao crossed his legs and burst out laughing!

"Okay! I admit that I underestimated these guys, and they are quite sympathetic!" Wang Ai said in annoyance and relief: "But let's talk about it first, can you handle things smoothly? Don't be bald when the time comes.

Affecting my authority!”

Lao Gao looked sideways at Wang Ai without saying a word.

"Okay, this is a harp!" Wang Ai muttered.

In Gelsenkirchen, Germany, Ozil had just woken up when the phone rang. He answered the call in a daze. When he heard Wang Ai's voice, he woke up and was about to hang up the phone.

"Mesut! If you dare to hang up on me, I will call Mr. Mustafa!"


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