At 11:20 p.m., after exchanging jerseys with an unknown player from the Jordan team, Wang Ai walked to the sidelines. Jia Xiuquan patted Wang Ai's shoulder cordially and wanted to praise him, but suddenly he didn't know what to say.
. He suddenly remembered that with his achievements in football, it seemed that it was not enough to comment condescendingly on Wang Ai, not to mention that his direct superior of the National Youth Team was the Youth Department of the Chinese Football Association, and Wang Ai was the deputy minister...
Of course, no one took this seriously. The worry between Wang Ai's brows was faintly visible, and he didn't say anything. He smiled and returned to the locker room. While taking a shower, listening to the excited voices of his teammates, Wang Ai sighed secretly, it was really
A group of people who are not nervous.
Back at the hotel, Jia Xiuquan did not hold a meeting all night, but asked everyone to go back to their rooms to rest. The Football Association reimbursed Wang Ai personally for his travel expenses, but his security and assistants could not be taken care of, and the head coach did not receive such treatment. But in the housing
They still provided convenience, Wang Ai and Zhao Dan shared a room, Yan Zhu and the deputy team leader shared a room, and Kang Si received preferential treatment and stayed in a room by herself, next to Wang Ai.
When he woke up again, Wang Ai felt that all his strength was back. Although he scored two goals yesterday, the strength of the Jordanian youth team was just that. Wang Ai could have scored more, but his condition was not very good. For example, in the second
It was an amazing goal. In fact, if Wang Ai's lob shot was normal, the opponent's goalkeeper wouldn't be able to stop it at all. However, Wang Ai didn't control the last kick well and went too far, so he was a little hasty when he shot the lob.
Although the movements may seem perfect to outsiders, they are actually quite different from Wang Ai's usual abilities. Fortunately, there was no training yesterday, so I played for half an hour and had a good night's sleep, so I recovered.
I spent half an hour on the treadmill in the hotel gym. I couldn't help it. The smell outside the hotel was really unbearable. You can't run in a public toilet and an aqua toilet. It was too disgusting. As for the training ground rented by the National Youth League, Wang Ai couldn't stand it.
I know it can't be opened early in the morning.
After breakfast, Jia Xiuquan took everyone to a summary meeting of yesterday's game and gave Wang Ai a good meal. Although Wang Ai was full of words, he couldn't get angry, so he could only endure it. Finally, he still had some useful information, but with
After the summary meeting sent by Jose, Wang Yongpo and Hao Junmin came to his room at noon.
The two laughing and joking people entered the room and found that Wang Ai's face suddenly changed and he felt bad. As expected, Wang Ai said: "What's going on with you two? How did the ball get kicked like that? Yong Po, were you there before?"
How clever are you at the front of the penalty area? I can see the characteristics of Li Jinyu from you. Director Gao and Director Liu have trained you in this direction. Look at what you played yesterday. Where did all your cleverness go? And you, Junmin,
Your breakthrough speed on that wing is no slower than mine, and your left foot is fast and accurate. Think about it, how many breakthroughs did you make yesterday? How much worse is the landing point?"
The two of them held their hands behind their backs and lowered their heads, not daring to say a word.
Wang Ai looked at the two brothers and sighed in his heart. After all, it's not what it used to be. The two of them are now in the National Youth, National Olympics and even the new generation national team. They are no longer the little brothers and transparent ones they used to be. That is Wang Ai.
I can still scold them here. If they were other people of the same age, it would be better for them to just throw away their faces and leave. After all, they are young and are still being sought after everywhere, so it is inevitable to be arrogant.
Although they have not lost contact over the years, it seems that they have finally distanced themselves from each other. At that time, Wang Ai could not only scold them, but also be prepared for them to talk back. But after all, they are not the square-headed and square-brained Chen Tao, who is so carefree.
Zhao Xuri dared to hang out with Wang Ai at any time, but now it would be troublesome to remain silent like this.
"There are no outsiders in the room now, just us three brothers. You and I are welcome. I'm not bragging. Back then, our 84 and 86 national juniors were definitely the best players of our age in the world. At that time, I
I just thought, when we grow up, ah? We teenagers will be world champions. If we go all the way, I dare not even think about the Hercules Cup!"
Speaking of this, Wang Ai threw a bottle of mineral water to the two of them, asked them to sit down and said: "Later, everyone went their own way. I went abroad, and you are now playing in the professional league.
. Objectively speaking, you have made progress than before, but the progress is slower. Yong Bo, Gao Lin, that kid scored 16 goals in Tübingen last season and is the main center. If he has to return to China at his level, any player in our Chinese Super League
The team can all play center, right? What about you, are you still a substitute in Shandong? Junmin and Chen Tao have already established themselves in Deportivo. Your technical potential is not worse than his, but you are also a substitute in Shandong, right? Technical awareness and other aspects
Son, let’s go to the training ground later and I’ll test you. First, I’ll ask you what happened yesterday and in the past few games. Why am I looking at you so awkwardly? You two, tell me.”
When Hao Junmin heard this, he grinned: "Boss, you have let us talk, but in fact there is nothing we can do about it. At that time, I was the national junior. I don't know about the 84 national juniors. I will say that our 86 national juniors, Liu
The guidance was strict, but we could also have fun. I think we were a bit like a combination of Germany and Brazil. We had the strict tactical discipline of the German team, but also the flexibility and personal flash of the Brazilian team, especially you, the boss, you always
When you get energetic, you go crazy and kick. Everyone in your circle is familiar with you, and everyone can cooperate when you go crazy. In turn, you are also familiar with all of us. If you lead us all, whoever is in good condition today will also come.
Hey, you can also put up a fight, won't we slowly make progress as a whole? But now, if Yongpo and I want to have fun, no one else can get along except us. Yesterday, we both had separate differences in the first half.
There is only one dangerous breakthrough. As long as someone catches it, the goal will be scored, but no one else can catch it. What do you think the two of us should do? We have to make do with it!"
Wang Yongpo also spoke: "Boss, it's true. We were very happy when we first came here. To be honest, we also want to lead this team to do a good job. Boss, you are so busy. If I can't let you come back, I won't let you come back.
Let’s wait until the World Youth Championship. At the level of the Asian Youth Championship, it’s like anti-aircraft cannons to kill mosquitoes when you come back. But when we got together, we found that between us and them, the technology aside, the main thing was the thinking, which was completely wrong. They were still the same as when we were kids.
The way we accepted it, we hung out with you and Chen Tao and the others, and our ideas of playing football were completely different. We had to find ways to recruit, right? But people didn’t listen to us. If you were the boss, they wouldn’t dare to refuse.
Listen, but we two can't hold them down now. Do you think Director Jia can let the big guys follow the two of us, or let the two of us follow the big guys? So, really, boss, we two are too strong now, so fuck