Five hundred and eighty-two chapters are free, free and easy (Act 1: Bottomless Black)
If you definitely can't beat it, then you might as well retain some dignity; if you definitely can't beat it... it's good to be the runner-up in the World Cup. Isn't the women's football team also the runner-up in the World Cup?
There are not many men's events in China that can tie with women's events, let alone football, which is always a challenge.
In these ten years, we have made enough progress; in these ten years, we have already produced world-class stars; in these ten years, we have set too many Chinese football records; in these ten years... we might as well leave it to future generations.
Breakthrough, okay?
It was not only Wang Ai who was tossing and turning, but also Lao Gao, Yan Shiduo, and many more people.
According to Wang Ai's sports theory: All those with high commercial value belong to developed countries, and all those with low commercial value can only rely on our population base to select athletes with good enough talent. Because projects with low commercial value, Western developed capital
Socialist countries will not invest because it is unprofitable... We have the advantage.
This is an extremely cruel, true, and cold-blooded sports theory, but since Wang Ai said it piecemeal on multiple occasions, it has been believed by more and more people.
Football and men's football are undoubtedly the most valuable competitive sports in the world. China's professionalization time is only 16 years. From the horizontal comparison of first-line national teams, to leagues, to registered players, to young players to venues, any
The competitive level of Wang Ai's sports theory is not on the same level as his opponents.
"I'm in a trance." At the dinner, Wang Ai suddenly woke up when he noticed the gentle gaze of the woman next to him, and whispered sideways.
"It's nothing." Huang Xin pursed her lips, her smile was really sweet as she looked much richer.
"Tell me about it?" Huang Xin glanced around the banquet hall. Ever since she appeared in front of everyone with a pregnant belly and came to South Africa without a male companion, even the most obtuse person can understand who her child is.
.So...she looked away anyway, it was only a matter of time since she agreed.
"Do you think I'll be pregnant for three years?"
Wang Ai smiled: "I just made a simple calculation in my mind about the salaries of our players, and I feel..."
"Shouldn't the transfer fee be calculated? Worth?"
"Usually the transfer fee is equal to the total salary during the contract period, which is about five years, but it will fluctuate because of the different needs of the buyer and the seller, so the salary is a more accurate reflection of the strength. It's just that the salary is often kept secret to outsiders, but to outsiders
Let me tell you..." At this point Wang Ai shrugged: "Even if you don't tell me, I can estimate it."
"Then what's the result?"
"I have 13 million, Chen Tao has 3 million, Lao Bai has 3 million, Lao Luo has 2.8 million, Brother Zhi has 1.3 million, Zhao Xuri has 1.3 million, Zhou Haibin has 1.2 million, Feng Xiaoting has 1.1 million, Lao Sun has 1 million, Gao Lin has 900,000, and Dong Fangzhuo has 900,000
, others...except for my per capita annual salary of just over 1 million, the whole team's combined salary is about 35 million." Speaking of this, Wang Ai shook his head: "Xavi is 7.5 million, Iniesta is 7 million, Torres is 7 million, Puyol is
"No, it has something to do with skin color, and..." Wang Ai retorted subconsciously, and only halfway through did he notice that Huang Xin was covering her mouth and smiling.
So he stared and waved his fist, but when his fist fell, it turned into a gentle caress. Huang Xin silently pulled Wang Ai's hand down: "The German team is also worth more than the Chinese team, right?"
"It's also very thrilling. If the German team hadn't adapted to our tactics and consumed too much in the opening stage, I'm afraid there wouldn't have been a penalty kick at the end, and it would have been overtime. But the Spanish team wouldn't have given us this
Opportunities, group matches, will never happen now." Wang Ai opened his hands and clapped his hands: "All the famous football players in China are giving us advice, and everyone in Spain will do the same. We are also better in terms of intellectual resources.
But they, even with the tactics we created, cannot withstand the analysis of professional coaches across Spain, I think they have figured it out a long time ago."
"What about your tactics against Spain?"
"It's still like that. We have been researching it for more than a year, and it is impossible for Bosque to create another one."
“So, it’s just that the Spanish team’s tactical interpretation of the Chinese team has caught up, right?”
"Then the tactical advantage we originally had will be gone."
"Hmm." Huang Xin adjusted her sitting posture and gracefully held her chin: "It's become an unobstructed free throw, right?"
"Uh..." Wang Ai laughed and shook his head. Huang Xin was speechless and had nothing to say, but he did feel more relaxed.
When Huang Xin came back from helping Huang Xin go to the toilet, the banquet was reaching its climax. The art groups who were also invited to come to the dinner to perform in the afternoon, especially the children of diplomats and Chinese-funded enterprise cadres and workers, had eaten and drank enough.
"Overtime" is being held for the national team members: they stand in the middle of the ground again and perform a chorus.
The children's innocent voices, immature expressions and innocent love freed Wang Ai from overthinking. His teammates and their parents, like him, sat in front of the children and clapped their hands in excitement.
I also sang a duet with the children. For example, everyone can sing the Xinjiang children's song "Our Motherland is a Garden".
At ten o'clock in the evening, the children's team boarded a special bus to bid farewell to the team members. Also leaving were family members. Wang Ai's father did not come this time because he was attending the G20 in Toronto a few days ago.
The leaders will hold their fourth summit, and will soon go to Russia to sign an agreement. This year, the Sino-Russian oil pipeline finally went into trial operation. Russia’s ambition as a major country is unwilling to become a source of raw materials for China. After all, it cannot live up to its ambition.
So this time only Ai Xiaoqing came, and even Ai Xiaoqing didn't show much kindness to her son. When she was helping Huang Xin away at night, she gave Wang Ai a fierce look, and Wang Ai could only giggle in embarrassment.
This is already the case, what else can be done?
What do you dare to do to me? Hum!
On the second day after arriving in Johannesburg, a tactical meeting was held. First, the predictions for the finals from major European sports newspapers published in the past few days were distributed. The Chinese side was quite pessimistic: only 20% predicted that China would win. Even the betting companies gave
The odds also support this.
Having studied Spain many times, everyone was not in much mood to discuss it, so they just listened to Lao Gao analyze it one by one until he finished.
"Put down your random thoughts!" Lao Gao suddenly knocked on the table: "Don't forget why we came, and don't forget who came to me and forced Lao Liu and me a year ago. What? You will be satisfied the second time.
Who is it that always claims that it is a championship team? We have survived the World Junior Championships, World Youth Championships, Asian Games, Olympic Games, and Asian Cup, but in this last step, we are going to have diarrhea?"
