Reborn on Top of Football

Even if it is the Junior World Cup, the boys will eventually grow up!

CCTV five live broadcasts at the airport! In the ocean of flowers, in the tide of applause, the young team members stepped off the plane one by one and took over the young pioneers' flowers. Among them, Wang Ai, who was exactly 14 years old, returned a young Pioneer ceremony solemnly to the young Pioneers!

Wang Ai's illegal establishment of the Second National Junior Pioneer Team has actually received the approval of the Young Workers 'Committee. On the day of the Asian Championship, the Young Workers' Committee knew from other channels that the teenagers were wearing Vietnam with red scarves! Therefore, Wang Ai at the World Junior Championships this time is the captain of the "China National Junior Men's Football Team Young Pioneer Team" who is actually registered with the Young Workers' Committee. In fact, according to the number of young pioneers in the country, there are only about 10 people. At most, a team can be established, but who makes the country younger? Treatment can be poor, the level cannot be low! Besides, Wang Ai said that he was the "captain", and the Young Workers' Committee would do something special. Anyway, it was also the temporary young team, so it was Wang Ai. Therefore, in addition to the people in the football industry and the press this time, two people in charge of the Young Workers' Committee were very special.

Although the Young Workers' Committee is relatively low-key, it is also part of a well-organized party organization. Therefore, when the representative of the Young Workers' Committee is speaking, other sports people and the press can only watch the training honestly. I do n’t dare to say a nonsense. The Young Workers ’Committee is low-key and low-key. Dare to say that you are not under the leadership of the Young Workers' Committee? Rebellion!

In the afternoon, a grand celebration party was held in the Football Management Center, and the leaders of the Sports Bureau and the Football Association respectively gave warm speeches. Wang Ai came to power on behalf of Guo Shao to receive commendation, and the big one was the bonus. Although the national team has spent a lot of money this year, it is not inferior to the thousands of national youth. Although the weight of the World Junior Championship is limited, the key is that you ca n’t buy much money, so the Football Association has a big hand. Swing, the national team prize money for auspicious: eight million! Wang Ai was happy with a big check! Last year, the Asian Youth Championship only gave 500,000, and according to the plan, Wang Ai was given 30,000. Wang Ai simply didn't need a point. This time, I can see the money back.

In fact, this is not a big head. The real big head is still behind. Who gives it? Enterprises give, society gives, groups give. Even if it is a poor and unfunded youth work committee, the honorary title of a national outstanding young pioneer team must be awarded to this national youth team! No matter how poor, squeezing your teeth, you can squeeze out eight thousand dollars! If you feel embarrassed, even ask for help from the Communist Youth League!

Of course, all this has nothing to do with Wang Ai. After the World Junior Games, he quickly returned to Germany. The regional leagues have been running for a month. At that time, Lao Gao, Zhou Haibin, Zhao Xuri, and Chen Tao will lead It ’s okay for the young people to make reports everywhere and get the money. This team of members has worked hard for several years and did n’t take a penny home. The little money of the Asian young champion is not enough to pay for their usual training!

In the evening, the young people gathered for dinner. The leaders knew that they could not play well in this country. Besides, the national team still had a lot of things, so after a brief speech, the dragonfly drank some water and drank.

As soon as they left, Wang Ai jumped onto the table first: "Brothers, sing Zhaige"!

Zhou Haibin waved with a big hand: "Ready, Qi, the king sent me to visit the mountains, toured the Nanshan and Beishan ..."

With a smile on his face, Lao Gao sent away the satisfied leaders in turn, returned to the banquet hall, pushed the door, and found that Wang Ai and his team members were tapping on the stage with their shoulders.

As soon as Lao Gao came in, Wang Ai applauded twice. Lao Gao was puzzled and found that the team members bent over and bowed their heads, and then came up with a bunch of AK-47!

"Fire!" Wang Ai shouted, and then, numerous beer water lines shot at Lao Gao. As for the team leader, when I saw Wang Ai secretly instructing someone to bring the squirt gun hidden in the training room of the elementary school, he ran directly. , I am older, and catching cold easily catches a cold!

Lao Gao's man was hard to beat with four hands, and fled with his head.

After drinking, Wang Ai shouted, "The enemy will be off!" Leading the young members of the team waving the water gun out of the banquet hall, Lao Gao might have guessed that Wang Ai would chase him dead. Anyway, the young team members can't see who's who is drunk and hazy, anyway, if they catch someone, they will be stunned!

This serious football sports management center is messy, and there are messy young players and beer jets flying around.

After more than half an hour of trouble, the young team members ran out of food, and came to the training ground in unison, looking at the night sky in Beijing, three years of journey, countless tired days, and finally got the coveted dream honor.

Unfortunately, the summit is the end. Everyone is so crazy today because everyone knows that this honorable national youth team will be disbanded.

"Boss, I can't bear you!" Zhao Xuri first ran over and hugged Wang Ai and started sulking. Teammates came running to hug and cry.

Lao Gao and the leader looked up at the crying teenagers on the training ground upstairs, and silently wiped away their tears. They were also reluctant to let the children go, but the football team was like this, there was always gathering.

"High guidance, you ..."

"Well, I heard." Lao Gao said.

The emotions of the teenagers were almost exhausted. Wang Ai patted his teammates: "We have received all the honors we can get. Our country is the most brilliant one in the history of New China. We have created China. The history of football. So do n’t regret it. It ’s time to separate. Maybe we can no longer fight side by side in this life, but we will never forget the days and nights of the third year of the country.

As Wang Ai said, the tears of the team members were coming down again.

"Hey!" Wang Ai smiled suddenly, and the long habit made the team members suddenly look at the boss with tears of hope.

"I said how stupid are your idiots? Did you cry like this when the younger state was dissolved?"

"Boss, what do you mean!" Zhao Xuri said aggrieved.

"Hey, I ask you, have we grown up in these two years?"

"Yeah, you were only 12 in 1999, so high, I was only 15!" Zhao Xuri made a one-meter-four height.

Wang Ai shoved Zhao Xuri's head in a bad mood: "Go home and cry, I'll go to the National Youth Team next year!"

"Huh?" The players listened to it, and couldn't react.

Wang Aiyi sarcastically said: "A group of idiots without a mind, let you read more books one by one as if forcing you to take medicine. Tell you, we are grown up, the young people are dissolved, we should enter the national youth! We have less achievements in the country, and the position of the national youth can still be less of us? Cry shit, great prospects are waiting for us! Except for Zhao Xuri, do you want to join me to the national youth team, Shi Qing, come again? "

"Yes!" The tears in the corners of the players' eyes did not dry, but they shouted the highest voice on the training ground.

After Zhao Xuri was pushed away by Wang Ai, he was speechless. Suddenly frowned at this time: "Boss, have you already known about Guoqing?"

"Ah, ah," Wang Ai gaped.

"Boss!" Zhao Xuri stepped forward and asked, "Did you already know that our country was disbanded and you can enter the national youth, and everyone did not separate and regroup to fight again?"

"Ah," Wang Ai swallowed, and looked at the teammates who were stunned by Qi Qi: "Then, what, me, I didn't remember it at the time, I ..."

"You lied to me!" Zhao Xuri screamed indignantly: "You lied to me again! You are a college student, you must have known for a long time, you lied to me for crying for a long time, my throat was dumb!"

Wang Ailin stepped back, swinging his hands: "No, Lao Zhao, me he, me ..."

"Boss!" Zhao Xuri face interrupted Wang Ai, shook his head and gritted his teeth: "I fight with you!"