There are two big drunkards in the national team, one is Mao Jianqing and the other is Yan Song. This is the reason why these two talented players have fallen so quickly. But since I met Wang Ai, especially when I saw Wang Ai's disregard for human feelings.
After searching the dormitory and throwing away all Mao Jianqing's wine bottles, Yan Song silently did not dare to drink.
Wang Ai made many opponents fearful on the court, and made many teammates feel guilty on the court.
He doesn’t drink, smoke, whore, fight, or even go to restaurants or bars. When an outstanding leader appears in the crowd, everyone’s attention will be attracted to him. The more successful he is, the more his
Everything is easier for others to imitate and follow.
Without Wang Ai, Mao Jianqing and Yan Song are the "ceilings" of Chinese football in their respective fields. With no one to learn from and no one to imitate, they will indulge themselves. But when Wang Ai appeared and turned them into the "second line",
They couldn't relax. After joining the heroic team of the 85 National Youth League, both their mentality and habits went through a process of eliminating the bad and retaining the good.
Otherwise, the 85 National Youth League won’t let you play!
After Wang Ai broke through the dimensional wall between the Chinese League and the five major leagues, the upward path for all Chinese players has been opened up unprecedentedly. Except for a few people who really don't want to improve or have personal reasons, the progress of the entire Chinese football has accelerated.
"Okay, let's end the meeting. Let's go back and have a good rest. Tomorrow afternoon we will have a collision with the strongest person on earth."
Seeing Lao Gao announcing the adjournment of the meeting, everyone stood up one after another. Wang Ai exhaled heavily through his nose and walked out with the flow of people. He couldn't help but look around. In the evaluation of the outside world, this was of course Gao Hongbo's team, but under Wang Ai's
In Ai's opinion, this is also his team. It was he who accompanied these people to grow up, it was he who continued to persevere because of them on countless tired nights, it was he who picked these people to be sent to Europe for training, and it was he who passed through countless
The goal led the team to Durban and the Spanish team.
While I was thinking about it, the boss behind me shouted: "Wang Ai, wait a minute."
Everyone was gone, and Lao Gao didn't rush to speak. He opened the window of the conference room, stood downwind and lit a cigarette: "I see you have been so distracted these days. What's wrong? Are you regretting it?"
Wang Ai shook his head: "It has to be like this no matter what."
Lao Gao nodded silently, took a deep breath, then spit it out the window, and then looked back: "But don't forget, I am the head coach of this national team. If the goal is not achieved, I will bear the responsibility."
It's not your turn to carry it. Your brother-in-law can still carry it on his small shoulders."
Wang Ai chuckled, and Lao Gao also smiled and shook his head: "Okay, don't think about it. You don't need to think too much when the matter comes. Just do it. You will be on the field in less than 20 hours. The leader will not give instructions when it comes.
Are you ready? Just give it a try, I feel like you are thinking too much now, which may suppress your present state."
Wang Ai frowned: "It's quite a bit."
"How about you go find Leonie?"
Wang Ai rolled his eyes, turned around and left. Lao Gao was at his wits end and actually made fun of him about this matter.
The next morning, the wind was nice and sunny, and everyone went to the middle school Qiuchang for the last tactical drill. The main team was the starting team in the afternoon, and the substitutes tried their best to play the technical characteristics of the Spanish team. Lao Gao commanded the main team, and Li Bing commanded the main team.
The substitute team was fighting hard.
On the sidelines, Yan Shiduo and Zhang Jilong stood side by side.
Zhang Jilong looked at it for a while and commented: "Don't mention it, the one led by Li Bing is quite similar."
"It's just their true colors." Yan Shiduo said calmly: "They are very similar to Spain. Think about their playing style when they play in the World Junior Championship and World Youth Championship."
Zhang Jilong thought for a while, nodded and said: "That's right, they were really aggressive like the wind at that time."
"Yes." Yan Shiduo also said with emotion: "At that time, I hoped that they could grow up well and keep it up. Unexpectedly, last year's Confederations Cup, the Spanish team beat 2:4, and then
By forcing them to grow up for a second time, they became more relaxed and relaxed, and became a bit like the old national team."
Seeing Zhang Jilong frowning silently, Yan Shiduo smiled and said: "Don't worry, they are just forced by Spain and have no choice. This is specifically to restrain Spain, but except for Xiao Wang'er, they are worse than Spain."
, if we play the same way as Spain, we will not be able to beat them. In other words, at most we will be evenly matched. But if we switch to other opponents, they will still be able to do the same thing they did in the past."
"Are you saying that their plan is to completely defeat Spain and not give their opponents any chance?"
"Yeah." Yan Shiduo nodded calmly: "Only in this way can we say that winning the World Cup is not bragging."
"This is more ambitious than what they tell the outside world."
Yan Shiduo chuckled and said: "Are you afraid that the outside world won't be able to accept it for a while? We can't say that we will defeat Spain reliably. After all, no one in the world dares to say that. Although there are many people who plan this way, our past results were too poor.
There is still a gap in the hearts of fans, society and leaders. Otherwise, based on our hard power, there should not be any doubts."
Zhang Jilong puffed up his chest and looked at the players sweating on the green turf with his hands behind his back: "It will be better in the future, it will be better in the future, there will be more and better in the future."
Yan Shiduo turned to look at this colleague who had been engaged in international diplomacy for a long time with interest, and said with profound meaning: "The world should adapt to China's existence and China's strength... let them start with football."
At 3:30 in the afternoon, fans at the Durban Stadium were still entering the stadium, and reporters in the stands were still adjusting the equipment. The Chinese and Spanish teams had already entered the stadium low-key and started to warm up. The Chinese team was on the right side of the main stand, and the Spanish team was on the right side of the main stand.
On the left. According to the arrangement of the organizing committee, this game is considered the "home court" of the Spanish team, so they wear dark red home jerseys, while the Chinese team wears ivory white away jerseys.
At 3:45, the two sides put away the ball and returned to their respective locker rooms along the player tunnel, waiting for the game to officially start. The players on both sides did not say hello at this time, even Wang Ai, Chen Tao and Torres, who had played against each other many times.
nor.
The Spanish team is also somewhat nervous. They may not have any feelings for the "Chinese team", but if they say they have no feelings for "Wang Ai" either, they would be lying to themselves.
A few minutes later, in the visiting team's locker room, officials from the organizing committee knocked on the door. Everyone who had finished getting their equipment ready for the last time stood up in silence. Fan Zhiyi suddenly said with a smile: "Captain Wang, don't you want to say something?"
Wang Ai turned around, looked at the eyes staring at him, and suddenly smiled, and then, a smile also flowed from these eyes.
"You believed in me in the past." Wang Ai chuckled: "Now, I believe in you."
