Lao Gao and the others are at a loss as to how to use military thinking to analyze football, analyze ourselves and the enemy, and find problems. They are even skeptical, if Wang Ai hadn't insisted. But they still tend to use this method to boost the military morale of the players.
Morale allows them to dare to think and do without any regrets.
As for Professor Zhang and others, although they are enthusiastic about work, it is difficult to guarantee working hours. As doctoral supervisors and leaders of teaching and research groups, they often have to take on organizational tasks, appear on TV, and attend public events. How much energy can be allocated to them?
,Hard to say.
If the two sides get along well during the military training in July, and Professor Zhang and the others really arouse their enthusiasm for work, they may be more involved. On the contrary, it is just a 100,000 yuan project. After the research is completed, a paper will be published and that will be it.
No matter if you can use it or not!
Therefore, the core is still with Wang Ai.
It was he who not only felt that everyone had developed the self-confidence of "I can replace them" because of a series of good results, but also fell into self-doubt because of the long-term weakness of Chinese football, fearing to repeat the path of their predecessors in the competition. It was also he who deeply felt that the Chinese team
Compared with the world's top teams, even if the manpower is in place, the accumulation of team, football culture, and football experience are still far from enough. If it cannot be solved by itself, it has to find another way.
So, the two become one.
Of course, the most ideal thing is to learn and apply it, which can really play the role of tactical innovation, technological innovation, ideological innovation, and analytical innovation, so that this national team, which is already strong enough, can be reborn and form a team with clear ideas, proficient tactics, and superb technology.
, and a strong team with vision, methods, and ability that can formulate highly targeted methods for different opponents. It almost makes everyone no longer uneasy and can hold their heads high to face the great goals of the world's strongest teams.
stop.
And here, it lies in how much role Wang Ai can play.
It is conceivable that for two fields with huge differences to intersect and produce results, the key lies in how much enthusiasm his catalyst can inspire the two teams, and whether it can make each other work together in a month or a year.
How much tacit understanding has emerged over time. Not only have we made a leap in thinking, but we must also retain our original advantages.
Thinking of this, Wang Ai lost all sleep. He walked to the bed and looked down at the sleeping Leonie, and helped her pull the spy. He turned around and took a sweater from the closet, and gently opened the door.
The round moon is overhead, spreading cool light generously.
Wang Ai was just bare-chested, with his hands in the pockets of his sweatshirt, and his hair half raised in a daze.
In the darkness, Zhao Dan came quietly from the front yard and stood in the aisle between the back room and the front yard.
He didn't take a vacation for the time being when he returned to China because Yan Zhu was still in Milan to deal with follow-up matters. He and Yan Zhu both agreed that no matter what the situation, one person should stay by Wang Ai's side to maintain smooth communication with superiors in the most urgent situation.
.And Yan Zhu will have to be busy with the wedding when he comes back in a while. He can only go home to visit relatives this summer while Wang Ai is going to the National Defense University for military training.
He was resting in the front yard just now when he heard the security personnel on night shift in the monitoring room calling him, saying that Xiao Wanger had been up most of the night and was observing the sky in the backyard.
He got up immediately. He was vaguely aware of the recent trends of the national team. When the national team coaching staff discussed it in Milan, they did not deliberately hide it from him. Apart from being shocked, he could only abide by the security personnel.
His duty is not to hear, not to speak, not to see.
But he always understood what a glorious achievement it was and what a difficult challenge it was.
Xiao Wang, who has reached the pinnacle of Chinese football players, continues to climb.
Brazil, Argentina, France, Germany, Spain, Italy, in front of these teams that are as powerful as the Olympian gods, the Chinese team is just a mortal. But when this mortal coveted the crown of the gods, he raised his sword and pointed at the throne of the gods.
When the gods appeared, whether he was immediately drowned by thunderbolts, flames, or floods, or whether he was really replaced with scars all over his body, he made the souls of onlookers tremble.
Zhao Dan stood silently in the shadow of the wall, looking at Wang Ai who looked like a sculpture. On this quiet summer night, who knew that this 1.9-meter-nine young man was brewing a storm that would overthrow the world's football world? Who knew
Who knew that he had forgotten the recent Inter Milan Triple Crown, Serie A, Champions League, and Europe's three golden boots? Who knew that this young man in his prime was worried about growing old and was eager to break out into the most brilliant show of his life?
With its brilliance, will it write a new chapter in the history of Chinese sports?
In his spare time, Zhao Dan also browsed the Internet, and when he wanted to, he would look up comments about his employers. Many of them were humorous jokes such as "The emperor uses golden hoes", but they were also copied from other celebrities.
Not very good stuff.
When he thought of this, Zhao Dan sighed softly, unexpectedly waking up Wang Ai who was in a state of dementia.
"Old Zhao, did I provoke you?"
"It's okay, I'm not sleepy anyway."
"Then, come with me for a walk." Wang Ai zipped up the sweater: "I feel upset."
Zhao Dan nodded silently and checked the equipment on his body. The two walked to the front yard and found that the lights in the main room were on. Ai Xiaoqing came out with her clothes on: "What's the matter, son?"
"It's okay, Mom." Wang Ai smiled: "I can't sleep, so let's take a walk."
Ai Xiaoqing frowned and looked at his son. Seeing the worry on his brow, he knew that he was worried about the national team again. He couldn't persuade him even if he tried, so he walked through the middle courtyard to the security room: "Old Fan? You
Let’s go out for a walk with Xiao Wang.”
After finishing speaking, he glanced at Wang Ai: "Come back early, aren't you leaving tomorrow?"
Wang Ai nodded and smiled: "Mom, I'm just strolling around, you go back to sleep."
Ai Xiaoqing put on her clothes and went back. Wang Ai turned to look at the security room. A middle-aged fat man with a round head and a round head walked out with a smile. At first glance, he looked like Fan Wei, but after a closer look, he also looked like Fan Wei.
This man's name is Fan Yucheng, a native of Jiangxi. He served in the army in Liaoyang. When he retired from the army in 2005, he had already reached the rank of battalion commander. According to his rank, he can be assigned to the position of section chief of various bureaus in the city and the position of director of the county. But this
Maybe he got tired of being an official and became an ordinary traffic policeman.
He was cheerful all day long and could just do whatever he wanted. Wang Bin heard about such a person during a chat with the municipal armed forces minister, and was moved because Lao Fan was engaged in military security in the army.
And he did a pretty good job. According to the information vaguely revealed by the Minister of Armed Forces, this guy is very capable.
He was capable and gentle, which was a rare talent for Wang Bin who was hungry for talents at that time.
So, I personally went to the door and invited such a person out.
Because this man usually smiled and looked like Fan Wei, he got the nickname "Fan Debiao".
This chapter has been completed!