On the way back to the hotel, the Chinese delegation laughed happily in the van.
"Brother Fan, your trophy is too ugly, don't you think I'm pretty?" Wang Ai showed off the crystal trophy in front of Fan Zhiyi. This year's Asian Footballer Championship trophy is a golden man swinging his arms.
Although it is quite artistic, it looks weird. If it is not a football award, you can say it is an award for floor exercise, figure skating or even dancing. Relatively speaking, the trophy for the best newcomer is much better-looking, at least
Not too out of the ordinary.
"Brother Fan, let's switch. I will carry forward my style and give you the good-looking one."
"Hey!" Fan Zhiyi held the trophy and did not let go: "Why are you in a hurry? As long as you perform well, you will have a chance to win the award in the future. Besides, what is the use of me giving it to you? The AFC has announced it."
"Then give it to me? I'll take it home, pry off the statuette, and put it on the turntable. Let me tell you, your trophy this year is definitely the AFC's discrimination against you. It means you are not a football player, but a football player."
Dancing."
Fan Zhiyi, who was shocked by the grand prize and whose IQ was not very high, looked at others in confusion, and heard Zhang Jilong, the vice president of the AFC who was returning in the same car in the front row, turned around and said: "Xiao Fan, don't listen to his nonsense, last year's trophy was like this too! I said
Xiao Wang, don’t be ignorant, let me tell you, a player can win the Asian Footballer Award multiple times, but the Best Newcomer Award can only be won once.”
"Hey, yes!" Wang Ai suddenly realized, turned to Fan Zhiyi and shouted: "Brother Fan, I almost told you to lie!"
"Hey, you scoundrel! Whenever I lied to you, you have to change it yourself."
There were lots of laughter along the way, but of course Qu Bo and Dewey were a little disappointed. In last year's World Youth Championship, the Chinese team met the eventual champion Argentina, but unfortunately stopped in the top 16. It is a rare good result for the Chinese team in recent years. It is a pity that the World Youth Championship
At the World Junior Championships three months after the competition, the Chinese national junior team went all the way and played a triumphant song. To be able to win the championship under all kinds of unfavorable circumstances, in this competition for the best rookie of the year within the Chinese team, the two can be considered losers.
They are convinced. At least the strong attacking power of the national youth team is incomparable to them. After all, in the World Youth Championship last June, they faced Argentina, although they expressed their grievances. However, they scored two goals in three games and competed with the national team.
Averaging less than three goals per game is really far behind.
When they arrived at the hotel, everyone dispersed. Ma Mingyu put his arm around Wang Ai's shoulders and whispered, "Follow me to Leader Zhu's place."
"What are you doing?" Wang Ai raised his eyes.
"What are you doing? Are you trying to show your boss that you are still reasonable? Leader Zhu didn't say anything to you. He just warned you a few words. These are also good words. Look at you and you even sang it. What do you want the leader to do in the future?
Work?"
"Can I sing a song and make the leader fall off the stage?" Wang Ai made a fuss.
"You're being unreasonable, aren't you?" Lao Ma put his hands on his waist and glared at Wang Ai: "You have a master's degree and a doctorate from Germany, but you don't understand this? Besides, you really don't want to play in the World Cup?"
"I can't lose my temper!" Wang Ai said angrily.
"Hey, you still know how to lose face? Then tell me, what did you say during the meeting of the National Youth League, and the people below are going against you, can you get rid of your face? Now you know you want to lose face?" Lao Ma said earnestly: "Xiao Xiao
Wang, I know you have opinions about the Football Association. To be honest, who of us can’t have opinions? They all have opinions about themselves. It’s normal to have opinions, but you can’t deny that most people are sincere in their work. Maybe
Their working methods and working ideas are different from yours, but you can't beat them to death with a stick. Can't you communicate well? If you don't communicate, can't you talk well? In fact, Xiao Wang, your treatment is already very good.
Do you know? In our football circle, you are also a well-known person. The Football Association is afraid that you will make a mistake, so it is very lenient to you. "
Speaking of this, Lao Ma sighed: "You don't know how much pressure Director Gao and Team Leader Yang have put on because of you. Many of us, especially the old people in the circle, can't see you as a kid, so we all criticize them.
You're spoiled. If your grades weren't really good, both of their futures would have been affected by you. Xiao Wang, you are not alone now, you are part of a large group of people, you know? Your teammates from the national junior team
, your master, friends, and your players are all influenced by you. Besides..."
Ma Mingyu scratched his head, looked around and said in a low voice: "When you grow up in the future, you will have to deal with the Football Association often. Don't you want to bring your former national junior teammates to play games together? Who does the national team want and who doesn't?
, the main players also have a say. Liaoning Football Club is yours, so you don’t want to give your players a better future? This cannot be bypassed by the Football Association. Even if you can’t have a good relationship, at least you can’t make a bad reputation.”
Wang Ai scratched his head. He knows the way. Wang Ai never thought of these things. He is also used to doing whatever he wants under the protection of Director Gao and Leader Yang. He said that he was spoiled by them. It really means that.
.I am friends with Lao Gao, and I am used to trying to undermine each other, so I don’t take the officials of the Football Association seriously. Today I opened my mouth to sing because I have been resentful of some of the Football Association’s working ideas and working methods for a long time.
The aggrieved Wang Ai was pushed by Ma Mingyu to the door of Zhu Heyuan's room. As soon as he opened the door, Team Leader Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled broadly: "Xiao Wang, Ma'er, are you here? Come on, come in and sit in the room."
"Leader Zhu..."
"Hey no!"
Just when Wang Ai struggled to speak, Zhu Heyuan waved his hand: "Xiao Wang, please don't apologize to me. I was also at fault for what happened today."
Wang Ai and Ma Mingyu were stunned.
Zhu Heyuan smiled calmly. On the way back to the hotel, Zhu Heyuan was reflecting. Although he was very angry when the incident happened. But after he calmed down, Zhu Heyuan wondered whether the conflict was his own problem. Although Wang Ai was in Guo Shao
Although they are not obedient, the good results of the junior high school students are definitely directly related to Wang Ai. It is he who drives and inspires the creativity and fighting spirit of these children, and it is he who often reverses the outcome at critical moments.
In football, apart from issues of principle, the highest criterion for measuring success is always victory or defeat.
"Xiao Wang, I'm relatively old." Zhu Heyuan smiled and pointed at his head: "Things are inevitably rigid. When professionalization began in 1994, I was already almost thirty. People of your generation are like horses.
They are different. They grew up in a semi-military environment and have become accustomed to the military style of following orders in all actions. But your group of players is different. You are freer, more independent, and more accustomed to expressing your own ideas.
To be honest, if you hadn't choked me today, I really wouldn't have noticed the difference between you. As the leader of the national team, you need to have different working methods for athletes with different characteristics. My methods are still stuck in the last century."
Half an hour later, a proud Ma Mingyu walked in the corridor with his head held high. The effect of today's communication was unexpectedly good, and Team Leader Zhu's attitude was unexpectedly good!
After seeing off the two of them, Team Leader Zhu smiled self-deprecatingly in the room, lit a cigarette and looked out the window at the tower cranes in Pudong with dark shadows in the night. How could he have forgotten a nickname for those born in the 1980s? The only-child generation is called "
The "little emperor" is a completely different generation from those born in the 1970s or even the 1960s. The term "generation gap" is becoming popular in society. It seems that working methods must be adjusted in time in the future.
This chapter has been completed!