Reborn on Top of Football

Vol 8 Chapter 464: Holding the sky with one hand (4)

That night, intense love and lingering feelings lingered until early morning.

In Leonie's words: If you make me hate you, there will be no sadness of separation.

The next morning, the lion showed no signs of sadness. I don't know if it was really driven away or if it was just for fun. It sent Wang Ai and Kang Si out of the courtyard in a very cheerful manner. When Wang Ai got in the car and was about to leave, she accidentally saw a row of children peeping on the third floor of her home. She felt reluctant to leave and waved after getting off the car.

After a long delay, Wang Ai and Kang Si got in the car again. This shows the difference between men and women. Wang Hongzhuang is wiping tears, but her elder brother is not. The two elder brothers are strong, while the two younger brothers are ignorant. Kangsi was cruel when she left Wang Beihai and felt uncomfortable for a while after getting in the car.

When the car arrived at the airport, Marissa waved in the distance. Zhao Junzhe ran over with a group of children in a lively manner. The children looked at Wang Ai cautiously and excitedly in front of them. This is another year of the Liao Young League. The best team went to Europe for winter camp.

Since Wang Ai issued the call six years ago, the international players of the national team at that time have basically persisted. Although there have been many changes during this period, for example, some have changed the date due to temporary matters, some have downsized due to controversy, some have had a falling out with partner clubs and changed venues, and some have even stopped running for a year or two. But no matter what, this significant activity is still carried out silently.

Everyone insisted, and Wang Ai had no reason not to. In the past six years, more than 100 young hopefuls from the Liaoshen area have followed him to see the world's top clubs. The earliest batch of best-developed players have already played in the Chinese Super League, and those with average development are also in the youth team. Even if half of them have changed careers, that special week and special journey are still unforgettable memories for them.

If these seeds are sown, Wang Ai doesn't know how many will bear fruit, but he knows that as long as he perseveres in sowing, there will be a harvest.

The arrival of the children cleared up Kangsi's entanglement. She got busy helping to clear customs and guide through the VIP channel. Finally, she got off the tall "Textile Female Worker" and said, "You have to work hard. An airplane like this is possible as long as you work hard." I hope so."

Wang Ai looked at the flames dancing in the children's eyes with a smile, but in his heart he was wondering how far his eldest son and second son, who had already shown some football talents, could go, and whether he would have the opportunity to follow him to Europe in this capacity. Fan.

There were more than 20 extra passengers, and the plane was not crowded at all. Zhao Junzhe asked his assistant and team doctor to settle the curious children. He came to Wang Ai in the front cabin and looked around: "Where are the younger siblings?"

"Something happened temporarily, and it will take a while." Wang Ai pushed a bottle of drink to Zhao Junzhe: "Even if I'm busy at home, I guess I have to go to Europe to be busy. I can hardly accompany me in the second half of the season."

Zhao Junzhe smiled and said: "Professor Xu is also a great person, so it's normal to be busy."

Wang Ai shook his head: "How are you lately?"

"It's all good."

At this time, the plane began to taxi. Wang Ai watched the familiar scenery outside the window gradually disappear and gradually turned into white clouds. Finally, his heart felt empty. He started chatting with Zhao Junzhe about these children. Wang Ai was still very interested. watched the game video that Zhao Junzhe brought with him.

He is usually too busy. In the winter camps of the past few years, Wang Ai basically brought the children to have a meal and a class at home, and then sent them to the club's youth training to receive training. Even if he personally teaches these children at his current rank, he is afraid that these children will not be able to bear it.

Is it okay to say "Wang Ai's disciple"? This is the time when you are developing your skills, so you must not be arrogant.

It was already late at night when we arrived in Madrid. Wang Ai personally watched Marissa take the children into the hotel before returning home.

Real Madrid played a Copa del Rey away game last night, easily 3:0. Half of the main players are back. Wang Ai has already communicated with Zidane. Two days later it will be an away game against Celta Vigo, and Wang Ai is going to go as a substitute.

The house was a lot deserted. The dormitory on the second floor was three-quarters empty, not to mention the third floor. Only Wang Ai and Kang Si felt like they were alone. Both of them were a little tired and there wasn't much to do, so they drank some water and fell asleep.

On the morning of the 6th, Wang Ai went to the hotel to take the children home after a meeting. After communicating with Zhao Junzhe, he gave a tactical analysis class. The analysis was the recent 4:4 draw in the El Clasico.

Wang Ai talked about it in detail from multiple perspectives such as personal skills, organizational tactics, timing of substitutions, physical consumption, psychological awareness, etc. This talk lasted more than three hours. Because the time was too long, many links such as breaks and lunch had to be included in the middle. Not to mention the children, even Zhao Junzhe and his assistant were tired of listening.

"Your level has improved again." Zhao Junzhe chatted with Wang Ai while eating a big meal at lunch: "Compared with the past two years, it sounds much more tiring."

"Maybe it's because I took the coaching certificate and became the dean?" Wang Ai apologized: "I also know that I am quite wordy now. In the next step, I will improve my level as soon as possible and make it simpler and more direct."

"Hey, goodbye!" Zhao Junzhe waved his hand quickly: "Please give us a way to survive. Don't even let me understand by then. I am your teammate, your senior, and now I am also a football worker. I won't understand." If you know that, you won’t laugh to death.”

Wang Ai grinned and nodded, and after a while he suddenly said: "Brother Zhao, you should go to the professional team to train. Staying in the youth team is not conducive to improving your level."

Zhao Junzhe's eating speed slowed down, and it was not until the afternoon that Wang Ai took them into the Real Madrid Center and was personally welcomed by Zidane. They were arranged by a dedicated person to visit, arrange dormitories, meet with youth training coaches, and join. Zhao Junzhe also No answer was given.

Wang Ai didn't just say it casually, Zhao Junzhe is Wang Ai's core team member in the Beyond Sports-Liaozu-Liaohu team. They got along well back then, and now they basically work together. Wang Ai certainly hopes that Zhao Junzhe's skills will improve. Bigger is better. Just as Lao Gao is facing Wang Ai today, Wang Ai also hopes to face Zhao Junzhe tomorrow.

But this also depends on personal wishes. It’s not impossible if the youth training coach does a good job. Isn’t Zhang Yin promoted from here? It's just that Zhao Junzhe has been working for several years and still hasn't been able to copy the path of his "father", so Wang Aicai suggested that he try another track.

"How are you feeling today?" As soon as she got home in the evening, Kangsi played the role of a wife and asked after her welfare.

"You know, I just came back and my condition is very average." Wang Ai shook his head: "I have to be a substitute for a few games before I can go back."

"That's fine." Kang Si served Wang Ai a meal: "At this point, you have to deal with off-site matters. At least you use your energy on business and recover quickly."

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