At the dinner, many old leaders and coaches came. Of course, the main one was Gao Hongbo, followed by Wang Ai. After all, Wang Ai had won so many major awards, it was almost impossible to invite so many people, and
The award that Lao Gao won as the best coach of the past 50 years is... much more eye-catching.
Fortunately, Lao Gao also had a "protective umbrella". Xu Genbao, who came all the way from Shanghai to watch the excitement, pointed at the wine table: "What are you doing? What are you doing? Bullying my apprentice who has no teacher? He can teach well because I teach well.
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"Dang Dang!" Marshal Nian next to Xu Genbao tapped the ground with his cane and said with a smile on his face: "I think Xiao Xu is right."
"Haha." Wang Ai, who was opposite Marshal Nian, burst into laughter upon hearing the sound.
Wang Ai's laughter was equivalent to annotating Nian Dashuai's "Internet Age Humor", and everyone suddenly understood and burst into laughter.
Halfway through the dinner, Liu Chunming waved to Wang Ai, who walked over and sat down: "What instructions does the leader have?"
Liu Chunming wiped his hands and took out a few documents from his backpack and gave them to Wang Ai: "Go back and read the draft. If there are no big problems, it will be promulgated when you guys finish the winter camp."
"Why does the winter camp have to end?" Wang Ai muttered, taking the file, flipping through it and being startled: "Such a big move?"
Lao Liu held the food and drank the wine without raising his head: "How dare I disobey the order you, the Asian football king, gave me? It took me only half a year to get it out. I'm so sorry for you."
Wang Ai ignored Lao Liu's weirdness and instead praised: "What a courageous person. Do you think this is separated from the management and office? Is it part of the reform of the Football Association? In fact, I think it will have to be done like this sooner or later. Superiors
The leaders have high hopes for football reform."
"What should I say?" Lao Liu raised his head and drank a glass of wine.
"Shenzhen is responsible for economic reform, and football is responsible for sports reform." Wang Ai said confidently: "They are both experimental fields, and they all bear the function of groping and exploring. Therefore, professional reform starts with football, and the next step of reform must also start with football.
It would be wrong if you don’t leave, but it is right if you leave.”
Old Liu put down the cup in his left hand and the chopsticks in his right hand, and thought for a moment: "So, you are following the trend of history."
When Lao Liu got excited, he started talking in Tianjin dialect.
Wang Ai hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, how could I have such foresight? But you said, was the advice I gave you at the beginning correct? The announcement of the basic selection standards for national teams at all levels can reduce the shady things here? Yes.
Improving the credibility of national brands at all levels? Especially our football? It has such a big impact, and the attention is so high. It is still at the forefront of reform. It is leaking inside and outside. What's wrong with improving the credibility? Besides, this selection standard is just an entry standard.
There are enough people who can play in the professional league. Our standards are not high and we have given the future coaching staff full freedom. This is equivalent to welding a power grid under the national team to ensure that those who can come in in the future are pretty much the same. This has
What’s wrong? In fact, isn’t this equivalent to the Anti-Secession Law?”
Lao Liu called Wang Ai and nodded frequently.
"Also, this is equivalent to setting a benchmark for the national youth training, so that the lowest-level football teenagers can have evidence to follow, so as not to choose the wrong direction and waste their time. What's wrong with this? This is equivalent to saving money for the whole country.
Manpower and resources, this is a great achievement." Wang Ai said with emotion: "In the future, not only will the youth selection be more efficient, but there will also be a side effect, that is, in the future, if the national brand fails to play well, the people will be able to take it easy. For example,
There are 1.3 billion people who can't select 11 people. At that time, even if the Football Association didn't openly scold them, they could still encourage some reporters to spray them back. You all said that we couldn't select them, as if there was a hidden gem in the ocean, or even
You are like this yourself, then you can check the selection list yourself to see if you are good enough? Or who do you think is good enough? You see, this is much easier."
Old Liu pondered and wondered what he was thinking, and heard Wang Ai still muttering: "Actually, I don't believe in any hermit master. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, all the mountains, forests, lakes and seas in the country were searched, including the Shaolin Temple and the Tianshi Mansion.
If you really want to turn things upside down, if you really have the legendary ability to fly up and down, fly on land, and have the strength to carry a tripod, you would have been sent to the national team long ago. So if you really can't beat him, that means there really is no such person in the whole of China."
Old Liu was thinking about things as usual, and Fan Zhiyi, who was diagonally across the table, took over the conversation: "That's not right, I have actually seen an expert. That year, I was introduced by a friend and saw a monk floating in the air with my own eyes.
Sit cross-legged."
Wang Ai didn't even think about it: "Fake."
"Really." Lao Fan waved his hand: "It was just hanging there. I even went under his butt and touched it. There was nothing there, not transparent or covered by black cloth."
"Is he leaning on a stick?" Zhu Guanghu suddenly interrupted.
Fan Zhiyi nodded fiercely: "The one he is leaning on is said to be the magic weapon he carries with him. But his focus is not on the stick, that's it."
Fan Zhiyi said, spreading his right arm to hold the stick: "That's it. It's quite far away from the body. It's just a stick, and I can't hold it even if I put it under it. How good is the sense of balance? What's more, it's so far away from the body.
Far away does not conform to the laws of physics at all."
Watching Lao Fan and others having a heated discussion, Wang Ai turned around and looked at the cafeteria of the Football Association, and suddenly slapped his hands: "Isn't it just the levitation technique? I'll show you one!"
"Really or not?" Ma Dong shouted: "All the people here today are leaders. If you dare to fool everyone, you won't be able to get out of this door."
"And!" Wang Ai stood up, waved his hand, turned around and saw Lao Gao's son: "Eldest nephew, come here."
Lao Gao's son stubbornly came over and called Uncle Wang. Wang Ai was as happy as a child: "Come, follow me, and that Ma Dong, Lao Chen, Li Jun, come here."
Wang Ai led a few people to a display stand on the wall of the cafeteria. This was set up after Wang Ai won the Golden Globe Award and World Footballer. It was used to display the Golden Globe Award trophy and the imitation of the World Footballer trophy.
Wang Ai asked his eldest nephew to stand here, and asked Li Jun and Chen Yang to go to the cafeteria and borrow a large piece of cloth from the kitchen to cover it.
Hearing that Wang Ai was going to perform the levitation technique, the leaders and coaches who were enjoying themselves looked over one after another. Wang Ai smiled and handed over his hands: "Today we, the men, are arriving in the capital for the first time. We have tight financial arrangements, so we have to show off our ancestral magic skills.
Second, if you have money, you can help me make money; if you don’t have money, you can help me make money!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked into the big cloth. After a few minutes, the big cloth was opened. Everyone saw Lao Gao's son wearing Wang Ai's Inter Milan coat, holding an iron rod far away, and crossing his legs upright.
in the air.
There was a sound of air-conditioning in the cafeteria.
