The conversation between Zhang Jilong and Wang Ai started in the head coach’s room. This room has not had an owner since Wang Baoshan was promoted due to illness. Both assistant coaches and assistant coaches are more accustomed to dealing with international affairs in their own rooms.
All the affairs of the youth team, big and small.
"How are your legs?" After Zhang Jilong sat down, he lowered his head and looked at Wang Ai's legs wrapped in gauze.
"The periosteum is a little injured." Wang Ai also lowered his head and glanced: "I really wasn't pretending this time."
"Well, I heard about it." Zhang Jilong nodded: "Zhao Xuri discovered it first when you came back from the press conference, right? It is said that there was blood all over the shoe?"
"It's not that exaggerated." Wang Ai said with a smile: "It bleeds a little, not much. As you know, the bone on the face is just a thin layer of skin. The shin guard was broken and punctured, so the periosteum was a little injured."
"Then, can I go to the finals tomorrow?"
"It's terrible, I don't know." Wang Ai shook his head: "My legs hurt a lot. I can't tell whether it's bone pain or nerve pain. I've also used up too much physical energy. Even if I'm in good condition, I won't be very good. I guess it's just a sudden thing."
"Well, that's fine. Anyway, we have entered the World Youth Championship. It would be better if we can enter. It doesn't matter if we can't. The Football Association doesn't ask you. Next, let's talk about what you said yesterday."
The two of them were sitting upright, which seemed like a negotiation, even though the power was not equal.
"First let me talk about the attitude of the Chinese Football Association. In addition to your recent request not to accept media interviews, in view of your failure to abide by team discipline yesterday, attend the press conference without permission, and make unauthorized remarks without authorization, the Football Association has studied it..."
Zhang Jilong looked at Wang Ai with a sullen face. Wang Ai was a little worried and a little unconvinced.
"Decided to suspend all subsidies during your stay in Doha!"
"What?" Wang Ai asked loudly.
"Huh?" Zhang Jilong snorted.
"I accept!" Wang Ai raised his hands: "7 US dollars a day, the total is less than 500 yuan. I paid it, do you need to pay more?"
"Be serious! We are talking on behalf of the organization!" Zhang Jilong glared at Wang Ai: "Let's talk about the situation at the AFC. The AFC attaches great importance to your remarks yesterday, and the technical committee analyzed the game overnight.
, it is confirmed that the referee's law enforcement does have a soft standard, and the Korean team does have a relatively obvious intention to maliciously injure people. Therefore, it was initially decided to punish the referee and issue an internal warning to the Korean team. Now, on behalf of the AFC, I will ask the parties concerned, too.
What other thoughts do you have about the complainant who made this public complaint?"
"That's it?" Wang Ai said in surprise: "After I said so much, I just gave the Korean team a warning?"
Zhang Jilong rolled his eyes and turned his head, exhaling fiercely. When he turned around, he still had to persuade: "Xiao Wang, don't you feel the influence of the Korean football community in the AFC? I am at most the vice president of the AFC.
, Zheng Meng must be the vice president of FIFA, you can always tell who is older and who is younger, right? Besides, the South Korean team just got the best result among Asian teams in this year's World Cup. If it were any other year, Xiao Wang, you would have been wronged
, I have to jump up and down to vent my anger on you no matter what, but I really can’t do that this year.”
"I still hope to severely dampen their spirit. Just let them go in such a careless way, and there will be more battles in the future!" Wang Ai muttered.
"Hey, are you really planning to defeat the South Korean team in just one game? South Korea has entered the finals of five consecutive World Cups from the 1986 World Cup to today, so we can beat them in just one or two games.
Is that so? What you think is too simple. It’s so easy to cross this hurdle, haha! I am 50 years old this year and you are only 14. Do you think the rest of us have never thought about it? Oh, let alone whether you are strong enough.
Whether it can be implemented, but at least this is what we have imagined." Zhang Jilong slapped the table: "The conclusion is that it is useless. Such a strong man cannot be defeated in a few games or even a few years. This is destined to be a long-term war.
.To be honest, saying that it is a war is a bit flattering to us. Our football strength is not as good as South Korea, and we are in a catch-up position. Otherwise, why do you think the Football Association launches the yoyo physical test? It is because when we compete with South Korea, we always focus on physical fitness.
You're at a loss. So, you, Dr. Wang Aiwang, don't underestimate the people of the world, don't think that everyone else is just a freeloader, and you are the only one worrying about the country and the people all day long!"
Wang Ai clicked his lips and let out a long sigh. Diplomats are indeed a profession that specializes in quarreling, but he was so retorted that he was rendered speechless.
When Zhang Jilong got angry, he felt relieved: "Why, do you have anything else to say? If not, I will retaliate against the AFC."
Wang Ai shook his head: "There is nothing more to say. I have to thank Vice Chairman Zhang for mediating. I understand, I understand. Without you, this result would not have happened. I will treat you to dinner tonight."
"Since you are a good talker, tell me, what do you want me to eat? I'm here to have a big meal today too!"
"Of course it's porridge, eight-treasure porridge, lotus seed porridge, preserved egg and lean meat porridge, whatever you want is available!"
"Just drink porridge?"
"You don't want to eat."
Wang Ai's attack on the Korean team was suppressed by the AFC and the Chinese Football Association, and it fell silent. However, Wang Ai's thorn has pierced the sky of the Chinese Football Association. In the AFC,
He is also very famous. As a professional player who plays in Europe and shines brightly, not only can the Chinese Football Association not destroy Wang Ai's job, but neither can the AFC. Instead, he has to be coaxed.
"That's right!" Zhang Jilong suddenly turned around before leaving and said: "I suggest that you'd better go to the finals tomorrow, even if it only takes a few minutes. It starts well and ends well. This year's national team, national junior team, national Olympic team, and national youth team are all because of
You have achieved the best results in history. You have done a lot, especially your performance in the World Cup, which brought glory to Asian football... Well, I won't say anything else. In short, you'd better go to the finals tomorrow.
After the game is over, you should go back to Germany, right? Perform well in the Bundesliga 2, especially in the UEFA Cup, and try to create a record for Chinese football. In this way, um... you can figure it out for yourself.
.”
"Hey, don't say half a word!" Wang Ai grabbed Zhang Jilong: "What's the good thing?"
Zhang Jilong finally couldn't help it, and smiled broadly: "I remember, you were the Best Newcomer in Asia last year, haha, you can figure out for yourself what's your turn next. Anyway, hey, don't pester me anymore.
No one can say for sure in the end, but I have great hope, haha. In short, you have to work hard for yourself, and stop talking nonsense. No one wants to give awards to people who criticize themselves, do you understand? Why does the Football Association let you
Shut up, do you understand?"
This chapter has been completed!