The four hundred and twenty-fifth festival is cool and autumn (5)
Lao Gao had no choice but to analyze and compare the strength of the national team and the opponents that he had just skipped in the report. The old man nodded as he listened. When Lao Gao finished speaking, Wang Aicai added with a smile: "It's because seniors like you can't even think of it.
, so we want to find an opportunity to release the information in advance to save the time when the supply of Suxiao Jiuxin Pills exceeds the demand."
Nian Weisi pointed at Wang Ai and patted Wang Ai on the head as he came over: "You are really a young man, but I like you like this. You don't treat me like an old man or a waste, but
You treat me like a peer and a friend. I have such a great reputation. When I come to my house, you behave yourself and are annoying. You are the better boy."
Wang Ai took his head back and continued to smile: "Don't you have to look at the person? You are an approachable person, so I dare to be presumptuous, right? If you want to be a powerful official, I have to wear diapers."
The old man smiled and waved his hands: "No, don't tease me. I am more conscious when I listen to you than when I listen to Guo Degang. Wife? Wife, bring me a few glasses of water."
After the old lady Huang Guohui came in with a smile and brought a few drinks, and was quickly picked up by Lao Gao and Wang Ai, she heard Nian Weisi say: "These two boys, Xiao Gao can't do it, it's too boring, I still like Xiao Wang
This kid makes people happy and is more interesting than playing games."
Mrs. Huang walked forward with a smile: "Do you really want to compete for the championship next year?"
Lao Gao and Wang Ai nodded together, very seriously.
Mrs. Huang sighed: "In 2001, the national team entered the World Cup. Xiao Nie, oh, it was Nie Weiping, invited a few people to drink a bottle of Lao Maotai. It is said that the national leader gave him a bottle of Sidu."
I brought it back when I was in Chishui. How precious do you think it is? But then, the results got better and better, but Moutai is gone. You really want to win the championship next year, let alone winning a few times with the champion..."
Lao Gao and Wang Ai laughed together, and Mrs. Huang shook her head: "I really have to remind you, especially the elderly, who are emotionally excited, like this, and care about it and can't let it go. If they are so good, they can easily go wrong."
Lao Gao nodded: "This is also the reason why we are considering announcing it in advance, to give everyone a buffer. In fact, winning the championship does not mean anything. It can only be said that we have caught up with this wave of good seeds. Next time, we will not say no after that.
Okay. Commander Nian, you also know that our youth competitions have not gone well in the past few years."
Marshal Nian nodded: "Yes, when I think of this, my excitement fades a lot. Little Wang'er, what do you think?"
"After catching up with our group and winning a few championships, even the heaviest ones don't mean anything. In the final analysis, Chinese football has not become stronger as a whole. Just like the women's football team, it won the World Cup runner-up once and then it will last forever.
Downturn. From the perspective of the fundamental purpose of football, which is to bring happiness to the people, it is still far from achieving the goal."
What Wang Ai said made Marshal Nian nod frequently. He pointed at Wang Ai and said to his wife: "This is the reason why I like this kid. Although he is the best football player, his perspective is never limited to the football field."
Mrs. Huang walked to Wang Ai and sat down, holding Wang Ai's hand: "Little Wang, please continue."
Wang Ai smiled and looked at the few people in the room: "If Chinese football wants to be strong, as the old saying goes, everything starts from childhood. But it cannot be as simple and crude as in the past, nor can it rely on the past system, but the people
There is a desire to appreciate football, and it is necessary for the country to allow people to participate in physical exercise, so work still needs to be done. We hope that our group of people can realize the century-old football dream, um, the highest dream. Then, we all still have to
Let’s start from scratch so that football can truly and effectively serve the people.”
After listening to this, Marshal Nian pondered for a moment and suddenly said: "Little Wang'er, logically I shouldn't mention this matter, but since you have said this, and since you hope that football can better serve the country and the people, then I
That’s presumptuous.”
Wang Ailian shook his head and waved his hands: "What's the difference between the two of us? Just say it."
Lao Gao was chatting happily at this time, and said after finishing his attack: "Then you have to listen."
Wang Ai frowned: "I will listen to you if you are right."
Lao Gao pointed at Wang Ai and said to the elder: "Look, what kind of child is this? When you took care of my master, how could my master be like this when he took me? I would be very upset if I took him."
The old man laughed: "Of course young people in the new era must have the characteristics of the new era, and our country is developing too fast. The lives of Genbao and I are not very different. When it comes to yours
Things have changed a lot since then. For example, when I brought Genbao up, I never asked him not to watch TV. I couldn't help it, we didn't have it at home at that time, how about you?"
Lao Gao also laughed: "I often get scolded for this."
Marshal Nian looked at Wang Ai: "What I want to tell you is that as the best player in Chinese football and the most versatile player, you can also shoot, dribble, break through, support, and even run without the ball.
The one with the best heading skills, well, he is one of the best in the world. Have you ever thought about handing over your skills to more people? I'm not talking about your teammates. I know everything about your internal situation from Genbao.
Have you heard about it there? I mainly mean your descendants?"
"My descendant?" Wang Ai said doubtfully, "I'm only 23."
Seeing the old man's stern face, Wang Ai quickly apologized and smiled: "I understand what you mean. You plan to cultivate more young princes so that Chinese football can be passed down in an orderly manner and we can achieve good results after this group of people."
The old man's anger turned into joy: "Yes, that's what I mean. Do you have any thoughts on this? It seems that you don't intend to keep it secret, right? I know about you and the Youth Development Foundation."
"Strictly speaking, I don't intend to keep it secret." Wang Ai shook his head and his expression became serious: "But there are also practical difficulties. For example, some of my training methods and training attitude cannot be kept secret even if I want to. I am in the national team, the national team
The Olympic team, the National Youth Team, and the National Junior Team all came here in this way. There were hundreds of teammates who trained with me, and even more watched me train. So I didn’t keep this aspect secret.
There is no need to keep it secret."
The old man nodded, and Wang Ai continued: "But for some of my technical secrets, such as the way the stone ball exerts force, which is my unique technical secret, I don't plan to spread it. It's not that I'm afraid that others will know it, or even better than others.
I am more outstanding to cover up, I am not doing it for this reputation. Rather, my reputation not only belongs to myself, but also to the country, to those children in the mountains who are looking forward to good classrooms, good textbooks and even recess meals, to those thousands of
Thousands of poor families.”
The atmosphere in the room became heavy, and Wang Ai concluded: "I don't know if others will do it like me if they know it."
