Chapter 464: Holding the Sky with One Hand (4)

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That night, fierce love and lingering thoughts lingered until early morning.

In Leonie's words: If you make me hate you, there will be no sadness in parting.

The next morning, the lion showed no signs of sadness. I don't know if it was really driven away or if it was just playing. He sent Wang Ai and Kang Si to the courtyard gate in a very cheerful manner. When Wang Ai got in the car and was about to leave, he was unexpectedly surprised.

When I saw a row of children peeking in on the third floor of my house, I felt reluctant to leave. After getting off the car, I waved.

After a long delay, Wang Ai and Kangsi got into the car again. This showed the difference between men and women. Wang Hongzhuang was wiping tears, but her brother was not. The two brothers were strong, while the two brothers were ignorant.

Kangsi was cruel when she left Wang Beihai and felt uncomfortable for a while in the car.

When the car arrived at the airport, Marissa waved in the distance. Zhao Junzhe ran over with a group of children in a lively manner. The children looked at Wang Ai cautiously and excitedly in front of them. This is another year of the Liao Young League.

The best team went to Europe for winter camp.

Since Wang Ai issued the call six years ago, the international players of the national team at that time have basically persisted. Although there have been many changes in the process, for example, some have changed the date due to temporary matters, and some have reduced the size due to controversy.

, some had a falling out with their partner clubs and changed venues, and some even stopped running for a year or two. But no matter what, this meaningful event is still persisting silently.

Everyone insists, and Wang Ai has no reason not to insist. In the past six years, more than 100 young hopefuls from the Liaoshen area have followed him to experience the world's top clubs. The first batch of the best-developed ones have already played in the Chinese Super League.

In the youth team, even if half of them have changed careers, that special week and special journey are still unforgettable memories for them.

If these seeds are sown, Wang Ai doesn't know how many will blossom and bear fruit, but he knows that as long as he perseveres in sowing, he will surely gain something.

The arrival of the children cleared up Kangsi's entanglement. She got busy helping to clear the customs, guiding them through the VIP channel, and finally came to the tall "Textile Female Worker": "You have to work hard, such an aircraft is possible as long as you work hard."

I hope so."

Wang Ai looked at the flames dancing in the children's eyes with a smile, but in his heart he was thinking about how far his eldest son, who had already shown some football talent, could go, and whether his second son would have the opportunity to follow him to Europe in this capacity.

Fan.

There were more than 20 extra passengers, and the plane was not crowded at all. Zhao Junzhe asked his assistant and team doctor to settle the curious children. He came to Wang Ai in the front cabin and looked around: "Where are the younger siblings?"

"Something happened temporarily. It will take a while." Wang Ai pushed a bottle of drink to Zhao Junzhe: "Even if I am finished working at home, I guess I have to go to Europe to be busy. I will hardly be able to accompany me in the second half of the season."

Zhao Junzhe smiled and said: "Professor Xu is also a great person, so it's normal to be busy."

Wang Ai shook his head: "How are you lately?"

“It’s all good.”

At this time, the plane began to taxi. Wang Ai watched the familiar scenery outside the window gradually disappear and gradually turned into white clouds. Finally, his heart felt empty. He started chatting with Zhao Junzhe about these children. Wang Ai was still very interested.

watched the game video that Zhao Junzhe brought with him.

He is usually too busy. In the past few years of winter camp, Wang Ai basically brought the children to have a meal at home, take a class, and then sent them to the club's youth training to receive training. With his current rank, he will personally

When teaching these children, I am afraid that these children will not be able to bear it.

Is it okay to say "Wang Ai's disciple"? This is the time when you develop your skills, so you must not be arrogant.

It was already late at night when we arrived in Madrid. Wang Ai personally watched Marissa take the children into the hotel before returning home.

Real Madrid played a Copa del Rey away game last night, easily 3:0. The main players returned with less than half. Wang Ai had already communicated with Zidane. Two days later, it was an away game against Celta Vigo. Wang Ai was ready to substitute.

Go to identity.

The house was a lot deserted. Three-quarters of the dormitory on the second floor was empty, let alone the third floor. Wang Ai and Kang Si were the only ones who felt quite alone. Both of them were a little tired, and there was nothing to do, so they had a quick drink.

The water fell asleep.

On the morning of the 6th, Wang Ai went to the hotel to take the children home after a meeting. After communicating with Zhao Junzhe, he gave a tactical analysis class. The analysis was about the recent 4:4 draw in the El Clasico.

Wang Ai talked about it in detail from multiple perspectives such as personal skills, organizational tactics, timing of substitutions, physical consumption, and psychological awareness. This talk lasted more than three hours. Because the time was too long, he had to join the class in the middle.

There were breaks, lunches and many other aspects. Not to mention the children, even Zhao Junzhe and his assistant were very tired from listening.

"Your level has improved again." Zhao Junzhe chatted with Wang Ai while eating a big meal at lunch: "Compared with the past two years, it sounds much more tiring."

"Maybe it's because I took the coaching certificate and became the dean?" Wang Ai apologized: "I also know that I am quite wordy now. In the next step, I will improve my skills as soon as possible and make it simpler and more direct."

"Hey, farewell!" Zhao Junzhe waved his hand quickly: "Please give us a way to survive. Don't even let me understand by then. I am your teammate, your senior, and now I am also a football worker. I won't understand."

If you know that, you won’t laugh to death.”

Wang Ai grinned and nodded, and after a while he suddenly said: "Brother Zhao, you should go to the professional team to train. Staying in the youth team is not conducive to improving your level."

Zhao Junzhe's eating speed slowed down, and it was not until the afternoon that Wang Ai took them into the Real Madrid Center and was personally welcomed by Zidane. They visited the Real Madrid Center under special arrangements, arranged dormitories, met with the youth training coach, and joined. Zhao Junzhe also

No answer was given.

Wang Ai didn't just say it casually, Zhao Junzhe is Wang Ai's core team member in the Beyond Sports-Liaozu-Liaohu team. They got along well back then, and now they basically work together. Of course Wang Ai hopes Zhao Junzhe

The greater the ability, the better. Just as Lao Gao treats Wang Ai today, Wang Ai also hopes to treat Zhao Junzhe tomorrow.

But this also depends on personal wishes. It’s not impossible if the youth training coach does a good job. Wouldn’t Zhang Yin be promoted from here? It’s just that Zhao Junzhe has been working for several years and has never been able to copy the path of his “father”, so Wang Aicai suggested that he

Try another track.

"How are you feeling today?" As soon as she got home in the evening, Kang Si played the role of a wife and asked after her.

"You know, I just came back and my condition is very average." Wang Ai shook his head: "I have to be a substitute for a few games before I can go back."

"That's fine." Kang Si served Wang Ai a meal: "At this point, you have to deal with off-site matters. At least you put your energy into business and recovered quickly."


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