When Xiao Qian decided to engage in football, he didn't skimp on hardware preparations.
If a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tools.
This is his motto.
However, in order to successfully carry out the football youth training program, in addition to hardware, software must not fall behind.
In software, the most important thing is ideological work.
Football is not a complimentary word in the minds of Chinese people.
In the minds of many people, today's football is just like online games a few years later, a waste that poisons children.
Youth training without public support cannot bear fruit.
Therefore, Xiao Qian and the Black Province Football Association have to fight a tough battle to make the significance of developing football penetrate into the minds of the people across the province.
Although the Football Association has done a lot of publicity work and created a lot of momentum, the response from the people is very small, and they know that this work is not easy to do.
"As the same saying goes, come from the masses, go to the masses. How many people can listen to our propaganda from above? We need to go among the masses, understand their thoughts, and at the same time convey our thoughts. Only then can we
It’s like communicating.”
Chu Dayou cheered up and asked: "Then what preparations do we need to make? There are so many schools, parents and people all over the province. If we go there one by one, I'm afraid we won't be able to finish the work in a few years.
"
Xiao Qian had already thought of a strategy.
"It doesn't have to be so troublesome. We first find a school as a model, and at the same time determine the way we communicate. Then through TV broadcasts, supplemented by visits by other staff, we can achieve the greatest publicity
Already."
Because the work of the Football Association is supported by the Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial Government, all preparations went very smoothly.
Black Province Satellite TV also sent a capable camera team to follow the shooting, led by a deputy editor of the news department named Wang.
On the last day of June, Xiao Qian and his group walked into Jingwei Primary School in Daoli District.
Parents of the first grade students in the school have been notified and have sent representatives one after another.
For a time, the school auditorium was packed with people.
The parents gathered together and talked a lot, and their words were obviously full of complaints about the football youth training.
During this period, the news that Black Province was going to comprehensively launch football youth training seemed to have grown wings and had already spread throughout the province. However, for many parents, this made them very angry.
They also hope that the children at home will study hard and have a good future.
Play football?
Kick grandma!
Amidst the chaotic sounds, Xiao Qian appeared on the stage, holding a microphone in his hand, and suddenly became the focus of the audience.
When they saw this beautiful young man, who looked like a star, the parents looked at each other, wondering which song he was singing.
"Hello, parents and friends. Let me introduce myself. My name is Xiao Qian. I am one of the promoters of football youth training in our province."
Well, after hearing what he said, the parents below became even more dissatisfied.
This is too young.
If you have no hair on your lips, you won’t be able to do things well!
Isn’t this using our children as guinea pigs?
Seeing the more chaotic sounds below, Xiao Qian was not impatient and quickly took the initiative thanks to the microphone in his hand.
"I invite you here today because I want to discuss with you whether it is okay to conduct football youth training?"
"no!"
A big man yelled while tearing his neck, which was echoed by many people.
Xiao Qian laughed and didn't feel dissatisfied, so she simply used this person as an example.
"Sir, can you tell me why it doesn't work?"
Someone handed him a microphone, apparently asking him to speak.
But the man was quite impulsive when he shouted, and now he found that everyone was looking over, especially the bright camera in front of him, as if his soul had been taken away, and he was stunned.
Xiao Qian guided me gently and gently.
"Today's exchange meeting will be related to the future of your children, so I still hope that everyone can speak freely and let the Football Association know everyone's thoughts so that we can better solve the problem, right?"
When he mentioned the child, the parent's weakness was touched and his courage immediately doubled.
"I object. What kind of football are you playing? It's just bullshit. Who can play football with any seriousness?"
"good!"
A group of people cheered, obviously these words also represented the thoughts of many people.
Xiao Qian asked with a smile: "Sir, have you ever seen any unruly people playing football? Aren't all unruly people playing hooligans?"
The voices below fell silent instantly, and many people laughed out loud.
But thinking about Xiao Qian's words, they had to admit that they seemed to be right.
It is said that serious people do not play football, but there seems to be no irregularity among those who play football.
The man was so choked by these words that he groaned for a long time before he became stubborn.
"Anyway, it's not okay to let my children play football. If they play that thing, will they starve to death in the future?"
"That is, if you don't study hard and play bad football, what will you do in the future?"
Xiao Qian was obviously fully prepared and asked: "Sir, with all due respect, may I ask what you do for a living?"
The man scratched his neck and said a little proudly: "Yeah, I work at the railway section."
"Hey, I'm still a railway employee. The job is good!"
Xiao Qian gave him a thumbs up, and the compliment was sincere.
The railway department was originally a good organization, but in this era of widespread layoffs, it is basically an iron rice bowl.
But Xiao Qian's purpose was obviously not to praise him.
"Then how much is your monthly salary?"
I didn't expect Xiao Qian to ask such detailed questions. The man was a little flustered, but he still said honestly: "More than two thousand a month."
These words aroused the exclamation of the parents, and many people looked over with envy in their eyes.
In the Black Province at the beginning of the 21st century, there were really not many jobs that paid more than 2,000 a month.
That man was also very proud, but he didn't notice Xiao Qian's insidiousness.
Xiao Qian slightly raised his voice, this time to supplement his identity.
"I forgot to tell you that I actually have another identity, and that is the shareholder of the Spanish Real Madrid Club."
"Wow……"
Before he finished speaking, many parents exclaimed.
Obviously there are still fans, and of course they know what Real Madrid means.
Xiao Qian ignored the exclamation and looked directly at the parent of the railway employee.
"In Real Madrid, one of our players earns a weekly salary of 50,000 euros, which is 500,000 RMB. For four weeks a month, his salary is 2 million RMB. Mr. Do you think playing football and
Compared to you, who is more promising?"
What he said made the man dumbfounded and completely dumbfounded.
One week's salary is only 500,000 yuan, which is completely beyond his imagination.
Some people originally thought that Xiao Qian was bragging, but after parents who were fans gave them some popular science, everyone realized that this was actually true.
You can earn two million yuan a month playing football...
This is much more than many of them earn in a lifetime.
Now the idea that football is useless has been completely shattered.
However, Xiao Qian came to communicate with the parents, not to bully others. So after breaking the paradox of having no future in football, Xiao Qian's tone became calmer.
"Of course, to earn two million yuan a month, you have to be the best player in the world. But there are very few such players, and we can't expect our children to grow up to be that great, right?
?”
These words made the parents feel much more comfortable, and they all nodded, feeling that Xiao Qian didn't seem so annoying anymore.
As for the idea that there is no future in football, parents no longer mention it.
At this time, everyone's minds had been aroused by Xiao Qian, and they had changed from their original mindless opposition to wanting to see what this football youth training plan was all about.
It can be said that Xiao Qian's battle has just begun until this moment.
"I know that everyone is worried and thinks that playing football will delay their studies. If their children fail to play football in the future and study poorly, then their life will be completely delayed. Right?"
Xiao Qian understood the problems of Chinese-style parents very well, so he focused on Qicun as soon as he opened his mouth.
Sure enough, the audience was full of echoes, along with many people’s complaints.
Xiao Qian waved her hands, trying her best to make her words heard clearly by the parents.
"In this regard, I can only tell you, don't worry. Basically few of your children can play football well."
There was an uproar below.
Everyone including the Football Association and the TV station were dumbfounded.
We are not here to promote football youth training. If you put it this way, wouldn’t parents be even less willing to let their children play football?
