Reborn on Top of Football

Vol 8 Chapter 553: Traction (3)

"The situation of the Iranian team is certainly not as good as it was back then, but we should not underestimate it." Old Tang arranged tactics for everyone in the hotel: "This is the starting lineup for this game..."

Wang Ai is a bit out of his mind. In this Asian Cup, he has hardly used any brains. He basically just goes up and does it. No defender in Asia can stop him, or even put enough pressure on him. He has played three games so far. Eight goals were scored, but not a single direct free kick or penalty kick.

Wang Ai only opened one-third of his weapon arsenal, and he was able to compete with ease, but he couldn't exert his energy in what he was anxious about. The teammates have tried their best, in every aspect, but the level is just like this. Wang Ai not only couldn't find the feeling of Real Madrid in the national team, he couldn't even find the feeling of Depor, let alone the hearty feeling of Bayern.

Yesterday Xu Qinglian called BJ and said that the storytelling book had been printed. She was originally going to give a souvenir copy to the Sports Bureau, Football Association leaders and members of the review committee according to the list, and then pile it up in the college to slowly ferment. Unexpectedly, she did not meet Wang Ai this year. The big boss was interested and asked for a copy through Wang Bin.

I heard that Wang Ai printed it at his own expense and used it as a free reference book for the college. He even praised Wang Ai for being cautious and then asked for payment for the book. Wang Bin didn't ask for it, but asked for a book by the leader for Wang Ai. The leader signed it and then joked that Wang Ai owed him an autograph.

The goodwill of the big leader was of course very warm, but the big leader's attention made Wang Ai a little uneasy. He was afraid that there would be something bad in what he wrote, so he kept talking about things that Old Tang didn't care about.

A declining Chinese team met an Iranian team that had not revived for a long time. This was Wang Ai's self-mockery before the game. Of course, he still worked very hard in the game. Not only did he play the entire game, but he also achieved a hat trick once again.

Except for Wang Ai, both sides scored one goal each. Iran went to compete for third place. The Chinese team and Qatar met in the final.

At this time of the Asian Cup, Wang Ai really cheered up, and the response on the domestic Internet became really noisy. The general view of fans is: We can still do it in Asia.

It's only half a year before the World Cup, and it's still after the World Cup. The AFC's arrangement is very confusing. I don't know if Chairman Zhang Jilong, who will end his second term this year, doesn't want to do it anymore.

Wang Ai never heard that Lao Gao was dissatisfied with him. In fact, Zhang Jilong is regarded as the hidden fourth giant in Chinese football. He only kept silent because he had been working abroad for a long time and had no deep domestic foundation and could not play any fundamental role.

"Probably because the countries in West Asia are so powerful. Once they collectively want to do something, Chairman Zhang can't stop him." Old Tang chatted with Wang Ai after the game: "The most important thing about his position is the position itself. Keeping the position is more important than obtaining immediate benefits." important."

"Chairman Zhang was born in 1952 and is now 66 this year. I don't know how his health is."

"I heard it's okay."

Wang Ai was silent for a moment and shook his head: "How to arrange the finals?"

Old Tang was a little surprised, but he immediately followed up: "Gao Lin can play. I want him to try with Wei Shihao. Will you play the nine position behind?"

"Okay." Wang Ai nodded simply: "Gao Lin is big and fierce, and Wei Shihao is small and smart. They are a good partner."

"Well, Gao Lin and Wu Lei still can't find the feeling, so we can only try another person." Old Tang was a little regretful.

"Both of them have a fixed style. They are both able to carry the flag and be durable, but they are not able to deliver cannonballs."

"Well, it's just a pity Wu Lei. It would be nice if he had a relationship with you."

Wang Ai shrugged and stood up: "I'm back, Director Tang."

Regarding Zhang Jilong, Wang Ai can't say anything now. Whether he will continue to do it and how he will do it. In the past, Wang Ai was a junior and a player leader who could talk nonsense boldly. But now Wang Ai's actual status within the Chinese football system has exceeded that of the long-term Zhang Jilong is out there, so it’s hard to say anything. Unless Wang Ai wants to force someone, he can only wait for his own decision and then express his support.

Wang Ai couldn't say anything to Wu Lei. He was Mr. Jin Bosi's favorite disciple, and he was higher than himself in terms of seniority. It can’t be said that he grew up with himself under Mr. Jimbos’ command, right? Old Tang's words were said without thinking, but Wang Ai couldn't continue.

Wang Ai maintains enough respect for Mr. Jinbos who originally extended a helping hand.

Wu Lei was a stalwart in the early 1990s, and now he is 27. He is basically finalized and has no room for growth. It would have been okay if he had been two years earlier, but in the past two years, Jinyuan Football has been crazy. Young people want to make more money. Wrong, it's a pity that the last opportunity for improvement was missed. Although he is nagging about going abroad now, I am afraid that he himself understands that promotion is purely about that, and more about fulfilling his dream of studying abroad.

When Bai Guanghai and Wang Ai went abroad, he wasn't as old as him, and at that time, Lao Bai couldn't make it in the country and was in a desperate situation, so he followed Wang Ai to practice hard. Wu Lei, on the other hand, has a big business in China and is successful and famous, but he doesn't have the ambition.

This is also the reason why Wang Ai never took the initiative to tell Wu Lei about studying abroad. It was not that person, not that era, and not that environment.

Wei Shihao is the backbone of the post-90s generation, and this period is even worse. Apart from him, almost no one can join the national team and defeat these old guys who are ten years older than them. After returning from the World Cup last year, many people criticized Wang Ai and others on the Internet for occupying the quota for a long time and not giving young people room to come forward. In the end, I don’t know who was scolded and anonymously dumped a piece of national team physical data. Okay, running, Body fat, endurance, and explosive power all come from the old guy.

In terms of age and attitude, Wei Shihao is good. Wang Ai sometimes even thought about taking him with him, but later he looked at his income in the Guangdong team and asked about his income in Real Madrid.

"I'm out of ideas." Wang Ai and Kang Si chatted after arriving in Abu Dhabi and checking into the hotel: "I want to pass on my skills to my teammates nearby, but I can't."

"I think if you tell me, someone good will come to you."

"So what?" Wang Ai squinted: "I have worked hard for several years, but in the end I haven't made much money in the country. Do you think they can thank me? Besides, there are only a few people I can like, and most people Come to think of it, I can’t lead them either, so who can lead them if they can’t practice?”

"Every generation has its own mission, so you have less to worry about. No national team can always be at the top. You are happy enough to defend your title once." Kang Si poured a glass of water for Wang Ai: "Drink it, you're done." Shu Xin, you can't be so nervous all the time, our whole family depends on you."

"That's right. At worst, I'll write all my skills in a book!"

"You should look for opportunities to teach our children. All conditions can be met, and the basics are still very good."

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