Reborn on Top of Football

Vol 4 Chapter 502: Shuanglong Winning the Pearl (8)

Wang Ai was very low-key when he arrived at Laco. The city and the club were too important and friendly for him, so that Wang Ai felt sorry for the fans every time he came back. Even if he knows that his departure has nothing to do with morality, can someone be ruthless?

Wang Ai arrived in Lako at night. He didn't report it immediately. Instead, Xin Mayou revolved around the town. For two years, this town has Wang Ai's memory everywhere. In the night, Riazo, Wang Ai, who stayed in the hood for four years, stood for a long time, and his ears seemed to recall the cry of Spanish in those years.

Returning to Lako today, not only Wang Ai is remembered, but Yan Zhu, Zhao Dan, and Kang Si all have a taste. After all, football here is quite pure, but in Chelsea it is too complicated. Wang Ai did not intend to return here, just like an adult would not return to the cradle again, but he still feels good about it.

Just like the fans here today still miss Wang Ai.

The National Olympics was arranged in the dormitory of the Raco Youth Team. Not far away is the civilian stadium donated by Wang Ai. When Wang Ai arrived here, it was already more than nine o'clock in the night. This is located in the suburbs, away from the noisy downtown Raco atmosphere. The teammates picked up the lights at night on the training ground, and the group confrontation was in full swing. Old Gao stood alone to observe what Old Liu bowed his head to the bench.

When Wang Ai's figure appeared in the night and appeared on the sidelines with a smile, the game was about to break up. Fortunately, the boss drank a throat, which only strangled everyone's reins.

Behind Wang Ai is a huge suitcase. Teammates familiar with him know that the boss is here to give benefits.

At the end of February in Spain, it was quite cold, so Wang Ai was wearing a thick down jacket and underpants, while the teammates on the court were sweating in a thin jersey. Ever since Dong Fangzhuo pierced the illusion of "I am very powerful" with a sentence of "dragging the elders" on the way back to the Asian Games, the enthusiasm for preparing for the Olympic Games has soared.

After a while, the old man looked down at his watch, and he blew his whistle too late. A large group of people rushed over and rushed to the big box behind Wang Ai, opened it to distinguish for a while, and then picked their own taste and stuffed it.

In fact, sometimes Wang Ai is weird. Now that everyone is no longer short of money, the Super League team is also in the first team. How can you still eat your own food so hard?

"You know what, this is called white food!" Zhao Xuri said ambiguously with butter shortbread stuffed in his mouth.

"I think you are like an idiot!" Wang Ai pulled him over angrily: "I remember our current entry level for the Olympic Games is 6%, are you fat, surpassed?"

"Who said that?" Zhao Xuri immediately anxiously swallowed in twos and shouted: "I am only 3%, lower than you!"

"Not like it." Wang Ai patted Zhao Xuri's head puzzled: "Look at you round and round."

Zhao Xuri shook his head helplessly: "I knew you had to say this to me. I said that my body fat rate was low and no one believed it. They looked at my head round. But what can I do if I grow up like this? Besides, this is a bone, Look at my arms and legs?"

"It's a picture you made." Wang Ai let this topic go: "How are you and Mauro studying? I haven't paid much attention to your technology in the past two years."

"Do you understand?" Zhao Xuri squinted his eyes: "Do you understand the lower back?"

"I rely on!" Wang Ai was angry. "Don't leave for a while, let's practice!"

"Do you understand the lower back?" Zhao Xuri continued to ridicule.

"...I don't understand." Wang Ai gritted his teeth and grinned: "But I have all the waists I have lost. In Chelsea's copy, I brush Makelele all year round!"

"Makelele!" Zhao Xuri suddenly changed his expression: "Then what, boss, can you..."

"You come less!" Wang Ai immediately refused: "Mauro is retired, plus the peak of his career is not in the middle, so it is cheaper for me to invite Tübingen, Makrelai is still the best in the world. The interception midfielder, this year's World Cup runner-up France team is not strong? Reluctant to him, he has retired from the national team twice, and pulled it out again, I can't afford this kind of value."

"Oh." Zhao Xuri's mood fell for a second, and he rose again: "Then you practice with him all the year round, knowing his technical characteristics? Will you teach me later?"

"I understand?" Wang Ai squinted his eyes: "I understand the lower back?"

"You know!" Zhao Xuri nodded sharply: "The boss knows everything."

"Go, go!" Wang Ai pushed away Zhao Xuri and walked in front of Lao Gao, in front of his teammates: "High guide, I haven't come a few times, but I'm not idle, this time I took The technical summary of several well-known players in Chelsea, including my observations, hearing the coach's usual guidance, and writing down when chatting with them."

Lao Gao raised his chin: "Who are there?"

"Drogba, Lampard, Makelele, Essien, Ashley Cole, Terry, Barak, Robben."

"Bring it."

Wang Ai turned out a thick note from his carry-on bag, and old head looked down for a while: "It's still rough, and many of these things can be seen through the game, and it's not worth much."

Lao Gao's mouth was disgusted, but his hand was firmly grasped: "You come with me, I ask you to answer, we will refine this more. Lao Liu, you give the training to Ma Dong, let's study together, Fight for enrichment."

Old Liu promised to throw the whistle to Ma Dong, and said, "We must combine the characteristics of our team members to learn what we can learn, but not to strengthen it if we don't."

Lao Gao nodded and walked forward. This was the "secret mission" given to Wang Ai by Lao Gao, and Wang Ai was used as a spy. Anyway, this thing is not a secret, as long as the remaining snacks of a team can be collected. Others, Jose or players, certainly cannot reveal the core secrets, but as long as Wang Ai carefully observes and collects it, then goes to the "reverse engineering" of Lao Gao, the result will be 7788.

Anyway, Lao Gao is the best among the head coaches in China.

Going to the teaching and research section, facing the video of the game, Wang Ailian said that he was busy with the gesture for half a night, and then he talked about the three people. The old senior asked them even their weight. As I asked, I wondered who these valuable materials are mainly for, and I already know. Of course, these Wang Ai don't ask, no matter, he doesn't understand, the second is to respect the authority of Lao Gao, and the third is to rest assured.

On the morning of the next day, Wang Ai was left by Lao Gao in the teaching and research department, and his head was too big. After all, he was not a coach, and he did not understand it in detail. How can he bear the joint challenge of Lao Gao and Lao Liu?

Wang Ai racked his brain to remember, Lao Gao still sternly said: "You can't do such a thing, you have been in vain for half a year!"

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