Six hundred and twentieth chapters you have to be elegant (nine)

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 Wang Ai changed his clothes and started training with his teammates. Lao Shen was standing aside and looking at him with his hands behind his back. Others didn't pay attention to him, but Jose was different. He just took a casual glance and smelled the smell of his colleagues from Lao Shen.

After asking about it, I heard that it was brought by Wang Ai...

In fact, the Chinese Football Association discussed with Chelsea this year about sending people to study, but it didn't happen later. In essence, he has no objection to colleagues visiting Cobham, as long as they are not sent by opponents, it doesn't matter.

There was a nutritious meal at Cobham at noon, but Wang Ai didn't eat it. He had lunch at home, rested, and came back with Lao Shen in the afternoon. In fact, Lao Shen was not unfamiliar with Jose's training. Wang Ai had trained Lao Gao's Chelsea before.

He also watched and analyzed the video. The only shortcoming in the video was that the shooting location was relatively far away and the conversation could not be heard clearly. This time there was a live "recording". Even though Lao Shen did not understand English, Lian Meng

Even if you take a guess, you can figure it out.

The sun was setting, and the day's training was over. Wang Ai strolled out, while Lao Shen carried a pair of shoes, a bag, a ball, and bowed his waist. He had a vulgar expression and followed every step. Anyway, he was pretending to be the same.

As for his true identity, even if people couldn't guess it in the morning, they understood it in the afternoon. The training was actually quite boring. Those who could see the meaning from it were all experts. It was just that it didn't matter, so they just pretended not to know, so his old Shen

You have to play the role to the end, so that people can't stand it and capture the bag on the spot. If it is really spread that the former head coach of the Chinese Olympic team went to Chelsea's closed training ground to peek, it would be a scandal!

No one is allowed to enter Cobham without a pass. If Yan Zhu, Zhao Dan and Kang Si do not show their identity cards, they are too familiar with them, not without them.

After leaving the gate, Wang Ai hurriedly took over the sneakers and football. He couldn't really get too involved in the drama and treat Lao Shen as a follower. The coach thing is called a teacher in one day, not to mention that Lao Shen really treats Wang Ai.

Yes, even though it made him furious at first, he was still willing to face it.

Lao Shen was not polite. After passing the football, he looked back at Cobham: "What a great place!"

Wang Ai nodded and didn't ask him if he had gained anything. He didn't understand the coach's job anyway. Since Lao Shen had been watching it all day long, it meant that he didn't watch it in vain.

Tomorrow, Shen will return to Tübingen with Schlapner. Now Wang Ai's transfer issue is deadlocked here. As long as Jose firmly disagrees, Chelsea will have no way to make a move. Wang Ai has done everything he can.

, since meeting Peter Kenyon that day, Schlapner officially rejected the club's contract extension invitation on behalf of Wang Ai.

Now, Wang Ai is passive and can only wait and see what the next step will be.

After dinner, the family chatted and ate in the backyard. The setting sun behind the oak trees cast its goose-yellow light onto the earth, falling on people, making them so warm that they didn’t even want to move their fingers. In the evening outside London, it was quiet and lazy, with a few waxwings vibrating.

The pair of wings returned in the sunset, making their neighbors, a few red squirrels, shrink in shock. A breeze blew by, and the water surface of the swimming pool underfoot, where Kangsi had just turned on the colored lights, caused ripples... Wang Ai suddenly

She was in a trance and didn't know where she was. Shen Xiangfu was still reminiscing about the past with several young audience members: "Yesterday, when I said I was a big star, who was still curling his lips? Do you also think that his forehead is shiny?"

Is this old man bragging?"

Kang Si tilted her head and looked at Shen Xiangfu curiously. Yan Zhu and Zhao Dan smiled and said nothing. Xu Qinglian, who was sitting opposite Lao Shen, smiled and said: "I wasn't there when you played football. I really don't know your deeds. Are you... famous?"

"Hey!" Shen Xiangfu pointed at Xu Qinglian: "You girl! Who looks down on me, and you look down on me too?"

Xu Qinglian quickly shook her head: "No, how can I? I really don't know your story. In fact, if he didn't insist on playing football, I wouldn't know much about football."

"No wonder." Lao Shen nodded: "At that time, Jia Xiuquan, Chi Shangbin and I went to Japan to play football together. Don't think that we went to work. In fact, we supported the construction of backward areas. You still Don’t laugh, our Chinese football was indeed better than Japanese football at that time, and it was much better. Let’s put it this way, we really stepped up our game and scored as many goals as we wanted. At that time, our football was not professional yet. We also stress that friendship comes first, and many competitions are done in moderation. So when we went to Japan, it was different from when we go to Europe now. We were not trained. For example, I was 31 when I went to Japan. What else was there for training? It was considered to be a performance. Yure, the Football Association is also taking care of us veterans who have fought for the country for many years, thinking that while we can still move, we can go abroad to make good money for a few years."

"How much do you earn? It must be a lot, Japan is very developed." Xu Qinglian asked immediately.

"Uh...not much, not much."

"How much is not more?" Xu Qinglian continued to ask reluctantly. She finally figured it out. Director Shen was approachable and easy to talk to, so he was a lot more arrogant.

Lao Shen sighed: "How should I put it? Logically speaking, it was indeed a good sum of money back then. Da Chi and I are different. He went there on his own, and I was invited by the Japanese team, so I had everything. The house and salary are quite comfortable. Ann stipulated that my monthly salary is 300,000 yen, but after deducting various taxes, I will be left with about 2,000 US dollars in the end."

Xu Qinglian frowned, Yan Zhu and Zhao Dan remained calm, Wang Ai continued to wander, only Kang Si shouted: "So few?"

Old Shen was embarrassed. He knew that this little girl was "that one"'s assistant, but she was different from ordinary assistants. Others were just followers, not reminders. This little girl was equivalent to Wang Ai's family member. Old Shen saw it with his own eyes today. During lunch, the little girl took a bite of cake and a mouthful of preserves. She felt thirsty and pointed her finger at Wang Ai to ask for a drink of water. Wang Ai rushed to get a drink and came back.

Although this is a trivial matter, it can be seen from it that there is no clear hierarchy between the two of them, and Old Shen Yinran heard that this girl's background was not simple, so he did not glare at Xu Qinglian like that. In his opinion, Xiao Xu is a junior, so there is no need to be too polite.

It was Yan Zhu who explained: "At that time, Chinese people earned less. Let's put it this way, when Director Shen went to Japan in 1988, urban workers in our country, oh, they were relatively high-income people, and the amount they could get in a month was It’s only around 100 dollars, which is only 27 US dollars according to the exchange rate at that time. Director Shen’s income is 74 times our per capita income, which is not low.”

Lao Shen laughed loudly when he heard this: "So, I am really a big star. When I first went to Fujitsu, they all thought that although you were the main force of the Chinese team that year, are you okay? I will use it in training and competition right away.

Tell them I'm okay!"

"Really or fake? Don't bully our little ones?" Xu Qinglian said with a smile.


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