Section 211 True Civilization (1)

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 Everyone’s life is in a certain historical process, either upward or downward, joyful, angry, humble, or arrogant, but most of the time it is impossible to clearly perceive it. It is precisely because of the absolute

Most of the time, it is impossible to perceive clearly, so people's performance is more direct, appropriate, and in line with the historical process. People's reactions are the projection of the historical process, and the stages of the historical process can be observed from people's reactions.

In China, about half of them look up to and look down on Western countries, very few look down, and almost none look down on them, so the overall attitude is actually to raise their heads at a 30-degree angle. And Wang Ai is one of the very few.

, on the surface he looks straight up, but privately he looks down, but deep down he actually looks down upon him. The reason for this mentality is not only a deeper understanding of being reborn and experiencing the same historical process twice, but also a long-term understanding of literature, history and philosophy.

Learning allows him to often look at daily life from a high-dimensional perspective.

It is precisely because of this quality that Wang Ai is uncomfortable with terms such as "foreigners" and "old Americans" that he comes into contact with in daily life. It is also because of this quality that he has become a very special person: an ordinary athlete,

When a coach sees a deputy ministerial-level official like Wei Di, he won't talk about anything else except about things in life, and he won't dare to talk if he wants to. But if Wang Ai dares to talk and can talk, he will naturally get something.

More pointers.

That night, Wang Ai lay in bed for a long time before falling asleep.

Unexpectedly, after arriving in El Salvador the next day, Vidi specifically talked to Wang Ai again because he was worried that he was too persistent in trying to achieve something, break something, and establish something through the next game. It was probably the look in Wang Ai's eyes when they parted last night.

The cold light aroused Wade's vigilance.

Before Wang Ai, there were individual athletes who performed abnormally when it was related to the hatred between the country and the family: some were good and some were bad. Such athletes are all passionate young people without exception. They should have reached higher heights, but it is a pity.

The current U.S. team is not enough to pose a major threat to the Chinese team. The best attitude to deal with it is to be normal. Although the game will definitely not be smooth sailing, after all, this is the World Cup, and every team that is "selected" does not care what they say.

Not to mention that they all have a championship heart. But with such strength, this national team, which Vidi cared about more than ten years ago like many people in the sports industry, has now lit up one Chinese team after another that has never been seen before.

With the championship achievements achieved, now the personnel are well-organized, the morale is strong, and the team is stable, making it almost impossible to fall at the first level of the knockout round.

At this time, if the core and soul figure becomes unstable due to factors other than sports, there will be no benefit at all. Even if he scores 5 goals in a game, so what? Can he still top two games in a game? This battle consumes too much.

, what to do next time.

Like a great chef, Wade carefully calculated the various resources of the national team and the level of investment in each step. Wang Ai naturally understood Wade's painstaking efforts and said that he would immediately adjust his mentality.

“Only when you have done your job well can you think about the outside world. Don’t sacrifice the basics for the sake of the weak.”

After coming out of Wei Di's office, Wang Ai walked downstairs to have lunch with a smile on his face. Qian Ziqiang followed quietly, and Wang Ai bared his teeth at him: "Ask the leader to criticize, haha."

Qian Ziqiang kept smiling: "It's not like that."

Wang Ai raised his head and smiled, took two steps and suddenly said: "There is a saying on the Internet that the greatest contempt is ignorance. Do you think it makes sense?"

"You can't even see the other party? In Northeastern proverb, this seems to be called not even looking at you?" Qian Ziqiang joked and affirmed: "Of course it makes sense. Strategically, you despise your opponent."

Wang Ai turned around and looked at Qian Ziqiang with a smile but not a smile: "I have received your kindness."

Qian Ziqiang couldn't help but smile and nod his head. He looked at Wang Ai's tall figure swaying forward, and couldn't help but think about his work and life beside Wang Ai in the past year. Suddenly he realized that he didn't know when.

In the beginning, the relationship between the two broke through the boundaries between employer and guard, and became like real friends. Perhaps as the senior Yan Zhu said, this is a truly good man who will always unknowingly release his uniqueness.

He has the charm to influence and transform the people around him, which ultimately leads to more and more travelers and a wider road.

Maybe I am one of the ignorant ones, one who follows him.

Two days later, training just ended in the afternoon before the game against the US team. When Wang Ai and his teammates walked to the locker room chatting and laughing, Ma Dong came up with his mobile phone: "Wang Ai, many fans are waiting outside the training ground.

Do you want to show your face?"

"Have you told the team leader?"

"The team leader said to let you make your own decision."

"Well, there's no problem, right?"

"I observed that there are mostly middle-aged and elderly fans, and there are many familiar faces, most of whom are leaders of fan organizations across the country." Speaking of this, Ma Dong smiled and put his arm around Wang Ai's shoulders: "Everyone thinks it's nothing in the group stage.

Problem, plus it’s too far away so I didn’t come. Now that we’re in the knockout rounds, there are more and more fans. I just heard them say they don’t plan to leave, and they will stay with us as long as we play.”

"Really?" Wang Ai pulled Wu Lei, who was about to run away: "Let's go together and see the world."

Wu Lei is not as confident as when he met Wang Ai when he was a child. At that time, he was encouraged by Xu Genbao to say that he would surpass you. Now he is a bit shy. When he heard the voice, he subconsciously asked: "Is it appropriate for me to go?"

"What's inappropriate?" Wang Ai asked back: "In your age group, you are the most concerned now. Let's go. These fans who came today should be relatively wealthy and can follow the national team for a long time. In the future, you

There may be many opportunities to interact with each other, so there is no harm in getting to know each other early."

When we walked to the front and turned a corner, we were only a dozen steps away from the gate. We could already see excited faces through the fence. The first of them had been in Brazil for a week, and the last of them arrived today. As senior fans, they

It also has its own secret information channels, which can obtain information that ordinary fans cannot obtain. Otherwise, the number of fans in Brazil has reached more than 10,000 at this time, and the national team would not be able to accommodate them.

Ma Dong himself is one of their contacts. Because he is from a non-professional background, Ma Dong does not have the vague arrogance of ordinary Football Association cadres. In addition, he has witnessed Wang Ai's rise step by step, and is even more senior than Lao Gao.

He has a good relationship with Wang Ai's family, so when Wang Ai is not in the country, he will be responsible for formally and informally communicating information to Wang Ai. Naturally, senior fans also understand, so they invited Wang Ai to come out to meet through him.

The moment Wang Ai's figure appeared on the Yong Road, a crowd surged outside the fence gate.


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