Reborn on Top of Football

Vol 5 Chapter 467: ?Advancing in the artillery fire (7)

This is the first time that Wang Ai has shown their ambitions to the outside world on behalf of Gao Jiajun, and it shocked the well-informed Xinhua News Agency reporters. This very elegant reporter in his thirties looked at Wang Ai and subconsciously pushed his glasses: "Champion? Hercules Cup? You guys?"

"Yes." Wang Ai nodded calmly, and asked, "Why do we have to watch other people touch it over and over again?"

"Oh, I didn't mean that." Savoring the fierceness hidden in Wang Ai's tone, the reporter quickly explained: "I mean, it's too unexpected, this goal is too unexpected."

"Yes, but we should think about it." Wang Ai said hardly: "We have been working on it for a period of time."

The reporter took a deep breath and calmed down slowly: "I admit that the Chinese men's football team has indeed undergone earth-shaking changes in the past ten years, and the speed of progress has exceeded many people's expectations. But frankly speaking, it is far from your goal. People’s psychological expectations are still a long way away. After all, the best result in Asia is only South Korea’s 2002 semi-finals. No one has ever done it. It is generally believed that Japanese football is better than Chinese football. Developed and more complete mechanisms. People would not expect us to achieve it in advance before Japan did it."

Speaking of this, the reporter specially emphasized: "This is not arrogant, it is a very realistic observation."

Wang Ai nodded: "Your media and the general public have your observations, and we have our observations. The best generation of Chinese football is our 1985 national youth group. In the last World Cup, we only got it when we tried our skills for the first time. In the quarterfinals, we should be more mature next year and we should hit a higher goal."

The reporter thought for a while and couldn't help but nodded: "What are the difficulties? How likely is it to be realized?"

Wang Ai shook his head: "There are a lot of difficulties. Simply put, how do we adapt to this goal? To win the World Cup, we have to play seven games, and how to distribute our physical fitness is something we have never done before. Will it be too slow to lead to halfway outs? Consider. What kind of strategy the opponent will launch against us is still unknown. It is also difficult to say whether our group will maintain a good state by then. This is all difficult. As for the possibility of realization, I cannot be very accurate. It is expected that we can only say that we are trying our best, and our entire work arrangement is organized around this goal."

The reporter was silent for a while, and seemed to be still digesting this incredible news.

"You and I are talking about this here as a friend or as a captain of the national team?"

"Both." Wang Ai smiled: "The latter is the main one."

The reporter nodded knowingly, and let out a sigh of relief: "Looking at it, you really intend to break the boat. Have you ever thought about the result once it is not achieved?"

"Otherwise, we feel that we are not strong enough. Although we should have enough confidence when we analyze and examine ourselves on paper, we still feel not enough."

What Wang Ai said was a bit abstract, and the reporter understood after having a taste: "Then, after it is realized? Have you ever thought about how to celebrate? Have you thought about how to respond to unprecedented praise and welcome? National and Asian?"

Wang Ai chuckles: "I haven't thought about it specifically. If it can be realized, I am afraid that we will not forget it. It depends on the arrangement of the superior. In short, for our group of people, we have already got what we deserve. We all have what we have, so we, oh, me and my teammates, and high-level coaches, don’t have much interest in thinking about it."

"You are noble."

"Hey, I can't talk about it, it's mainly because we are used to something. For us, the pure joy of winning the championship and the process of hard work may make us a little more excited, and let us have a sense of accomplishment and gain."

"You are only fourth in the Confederations Cup. There is still a gap between this result and your predetermined goal."

"Yes, but in our opinion, the Confederations Cup is a warm-up match for the World Cup. In fact, its positioning is also the same. It's just that we haven't won a championship, so we are very eager, and it has invisibly distorted the nature of this game. Like many warm-up matches, our media and fans are more concerned about the outcome than they are concerned about our progress."

"As far as I know, just a few days after the World Cup group draw ceremony?"

Wang Ai nodded: "Yes, the day before the national derby."

"What are your expectations? With whom is it more advantageous to be in a group?"

"I don't know, I can't tell. What's going on after half a year, it's too early to say which group is more advantageous now. What's more..." Speaking of this, Wang Ai raised his chest: "Our goal is the championship, and we should have it too. The reason is not the same as before in the group stage with trembling, every game is played like the finals, that is doomed to not go far.

The reporter was stunned for a moment, and then laughed at himself: "It looks like, my thinking really hasn't changed. I ask you one last thing, do you really plan to let me publish this answer? I always feel that this pressure he will be beaten. A little bit."

Wang Aizheng nodded his head: "In fact, we had already announced the idea to the outside world, but we didn't find the right opportunity. As for the pressure, we can't take care of it."

"From what you mean, it seems that you are very urgent? Why? More than two hundred countries and regions around the world have won the World Cup, and there are less than ten countries. Many countries have worked hard for hundreds of years and still have nothing."

"For a country, a hundred years is no more than a flash, but for us football players, ten years is a lifetime. The country can not worry, but we can't worry. The country has its goals, and we also have our pursuits. In short, Give it a try and try it." Wang Ai made a gesture: "What else can I pursue? For those of us, what else can we pursue besides this? Don't try, it's dead. Not eye-catching."

"Okay." The reporter smiled wryly and shook his head.

Wang Ai also smiled: "Let’s go downstairs to eat. Don’t you want to go to the base to see? After a while, I’ll ask you to go to the base to play football. As long as you don’t bring a camera, you can do anything. To you."

After a short break after the meal, Wang Ai really took the reporter into the base. He also found a pair of sneakers and an unnumbered team uniform for the reporter, and let him play for a while. After the team training was over, Wang Ai deliberately came over to play with him for a while.

In the evening, a satisfied reporter said goodbye to Wang Ai. A few hours later, the news that the Chinese national team would win the World Cup next year was exploded in the Chinese online community.

Almost instantly, the comments on Wang Ai's defeat at the Golden Globes were wiped out.

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