Chapter Thirteen Above the Blue Clouds (3)

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 In the 94th echelon of Anshan Liao Shao, Zhang Yinzhen introduced several children to Wang Ai, one was the captain Zhang Xingbo, one was the forward Xue Zhiwen, one was the forward Liu Yuhao, and the other was the defender Niu Luyuan. Wang Ai

As if he had some impression, Zhang Yin pointed to the three children and said, "You have met before. I took them to London to watch your Champions League game 5 years ago."

Wang Ai said "Oh" before he remembered. Seeing the excited expressions of the three 15-year-old children, Wang Ai was also very happy. He had just watched the team training match arranged by Zhang Yin, and his performance was indeed outstanding, and at a glance

Looking at the bodies of the three children, they are a little dark and thin, but considering that the three children are growing up, it is unlikely that they will become muscular.

Besides, if a 14 or 5-year-old kid has big muscles, he won't be able to grow taller.

While chatting here, Huang Xin got the physical data of the three children over there. After reading it, he handed it to Wang Ai. Wang Ai flipped through the detailed data such as weight, height, strength, speed, agility, bone age, etc. listed by the team doctor.

Combined with the technical performance of the three children just now, we have a good idea.

After the three children returned to the team, Zhang Yin walked with Wang Ai and said: "When the 1994 National Youth League was formed, they didn't take a fancy to these kids. I was a little angry, but later I figured it out.

, anyway, our children’s level is here, sooner or later they will be able to play in the Chinese Super League.”

Wang Ai snorted and waved to the children who were looking at him: "Younger junior is nothing. It's a selection. If you don't get selected, you won't be selected. By the way, what are you going to do with these three in the future?"

?Should they be sent to Liaoning Youth League for further training or sent directly to a foreign country? By the way, how are the parents of these three children?"

Zhang Yin put his hands behind his back and lowered his head and thought for a while: "The family is okay, my parents are not overbearing and unreasonable, and they understand the fact that we signed an extremely long agreement."

Having said this, Zhang Yin raised his head and smiled: "Come to think of it, these three children are all here for me. They have little reputation."

Wang Ai also laughed: "Director Zhang, if I were of this age and had some talent, I would have to come for you."

"If possible, I hope they stay in Liaoning Youth League and then enter the first team to play in the Chinese Super League as soon as possible." Zhang Yin said seriously to Wang Ai: "We have communicated with Mertesacker a lot in the past few years. Basically, the German youth training

We have done all the requirements, and asking them to go abroad now will not improve much. So I think it is better to go up step by step, what do you think?"

Wang Ai thought for a while and said: "It's okay. Going abroad too early can easily lead to mental problems. Whether it's because you stop having fun or you're tempted by various temptations, it's not good. Speaking of which, our talent training is based on conscience, but

There are too many bad people out there. By the way, how was your cultural class? Did you take the national conditions class?"

Zhang Yin nodded: "The Anshan Education Bureau gave us a establishment called Anshan Football Primary School. Some teachers were transferred from the Education Bureau to teach classes. The class hours and examinations are the same as those of regular primary schools. We hired national conditions classes from the Anshan Party School.

I've hired someone to give it to you. You can look through their outline when you have time. Anyway, I don't think there's anything wrong with it."

"Speaking of which, I actually took a look." Wang Ai laughed: "The ideological world is very chaotic. Not to mention the mountains are high and the emperor is far away. Even the responsible institutions in Beijing are also in chaos. It's outrageous. If the young star we have spent countless efforts to train has anti-communist and anti-China thoughts in his heart, then we might as well not teach him."

Zhang Yin shook his head and said nothing. He knew that he had never taken Wang Ai with him for a day, and Wang Ai was also known as a "young thinker" in terms of thinking, so he could only let him talk.

At Fushun Sports School, Principal Yu Ming also "contributed" to a few very good players, but they were all concentrated in the 96-year-old group, namely forward Sun Zhaoliang, forward Wang Xinyu and Wang Tianci. Wang Ai went from appearance to physical data, from technical display to confrontation We reviewed the performance and talked with Yu Ming.

Yu Ming also mentioned the fact that several children failed to be selected as national juniors. He is a very gentle person, but he also sounded a bit aggrieved: "When we formed the team the year before last, people came to look at it, ate a meal and then left. Then he never came again. Later, when the list was announced, I looked at it and thought, okay, there is not a single Liaoshen player, not even a single player from Dalian. There's none?"

Wang Ai raised his eyebrows and looked at Yu Ming: "On purpose?"

Yu Ming shook his head: "I don't know, I can't say."

Wang Ai sat on the plastic coaching bench on the sidelines of Fushun Football School. He tapped the armrest with his fingers and thought for a while. He took out the phone and put it in the palm of his hand: "Principal Yu, you know, I am the deputy minister of the Youth Department, and the current minister Liu Chunming is my director back then. Coach, we have been together for many years. As long as I make this call, the national youth coach can be sent over immediately. It is not a problem to send two people. Now I will let you consider whether I should make this call."

Yu Ming smiled, smoothed his hair, put his arms on his thighs and looked at the jubilant children in the field: "It's better not to fight, you are too powerful, as long as you make a slight statement, you will definitely mobilize the troops. It is not impossible to replace the coach sometimes. Although our goal was achieved, it also left hidden dangers for the future of several children."

Wang Ai grunted and put away the phone, still thinking about how to handle this matter. Is there someone who deliberately or deliberately ignored to suppress the Liaoshen faction in Chinese football, or even came directly to him, trying to suppress the "王子" "Head", Yu Ming said slowly from the side: "Anyway, the national youth team and the national youth team have not improved them much, and it is nothing to play against foreign teams. We invite the Tubingen youth team to play every year After a few games and experience, the most important thing next is to grow step by step and not encourage growth or suppress growth."

Wang Ai turned to look at Yu Ming who was calm and smiled: "Okay, principal, you have the final say. These children are your disciples. You should train them well. If you feel wronged, tell me. Tell the people around me It's the same thing. Our future is very bright. If we can't do it at home, we can go abroad. If our children are really well-educated and they are really good, they can go directly to Tübingen to play in the Bundesliga B. If they can't arrange it there, I will take them. With my children coming to the door in person, Bayern, Inter Milan, Deportivo, Chelsea, and even Real Madrid, Barcelona and Manchester United all have to give me some face. I said it doesn’t matter if I join the senior team, but joining a youth team is nothing at all.”

Speaking of this, Wang Ai pointed to the children who were still competing fiercely on the court and showed off their skills and said with a smile: "To others, an invitation to a trial training is like celebrating the New Year, but to us, it is just a phone call.

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