Reborn on Top of Football

"Do you really think it's time?" Zhao Junzhe, who was walking into the house with a grilled meat plate, looked at Bai Guanghai who was also holding a grilled fish plate: "I was surprised when I heard it, I didn't expect it at all."

Old Bai snorted and glanced back at the former little brother who was still busy: "He just thinks too much, in fact, it should have been like this. Do you count Maradona as having more achievements than him? Except for the World Cup champion Except for one time, you count the others. How many league titles, cup titles, and intercontinental titles have you won?”

"Lao Ma is not a top player in the world. Only Bailey and Beckenbauer are certified by FIFA. Old Ma is from the third world because he is good with us, so we hold him." Zhao Junzhe accompanied Lao Bai into the restaurant and put down the plate: "Do you think, if he is the football champion, does Ronaldo count? Ronaldinho counts? Pirlo counts? Zidane counts?"

"It's different. In terms of personal skills and personal performance, Lao Ma is a lot ahead of others." Lao Bai put his arms around Zhao Junzhe's shoulder and walked out: "Lao Ma's contribution to the development of football is an epoch-making, the group of people you mentioned. In fact, he is a successor, not a pioneer. He is equivalent to raising the aesthetics of football to a new height, and it is also because his football rules have changed. Protect attacking players, and don't allow shovels from behind, isn't it all like this? "

"You have to say that." Zhao Junzhe stopped, picked up the plate next to the barbecue again and went back with Lao Bai: "Pele is one of the founders of modern football, Lao Ma has raised the level and level of football. , is a contributor to perfect rules, what does Xiao Wang have? Did FIFA not change the rules because of him?"

"Are you stubborn?" Lao Bai turned his face ruthlessly: "Comprehensive, comprehensive! To be fair, are you afraid of his personal data? Do you think anyone other than him can score more than 80 league games in a year? The ball? Messi is almost perfect with his personal skills surpassing Maradona, right? Can he be? Is it enough? And it's still playing steadily for many years, and the individual honor and collective honor are soft?"

Zhao Junzhe giggled, "I just want to figure out what the opponents think."

"Who knows what they think?" Lao Bai put down his plate and glanced outside, and found that Wang Ai was already cleaning up the barbecue, so he walked to the kitchen and took some washed vegetables and fruits from Leoni and put them on the dining table. He sat next to Zhao Junzhe again: "My daughter-in-law reminded me that I had this idea. I had nothing to do that day and told her about what happened four years ago. We were preparing for the battle at BJ, and one day Nie Weiping came to see her. We. At that time, I went home and told my dad, you know my dad loves to play chess, and then I talked about his past, saying that in that era when the whole society was shocked by Japan's economy and technology, Nie Weiping suddenly emerged in the game of Go. The world broke the Japanese blockade and won an unprecedented major victory. In order to inspire and boost morale, the chess institute awarded him the title of chess master.”

Zhao Junzhe listened with a smile, picked up a piece of meat and tasted it, Lao Bai also reached out and ate a piece: "Isn't this just like my father's words, and then my daughter-in-law said after listening to it, if it's like this, then little Wanger What he has brought to the country over the years is not small, the chess institute can give Nie Weiping a chess master, but can’t the Football Association give him the champion?”

"Ah, it's from here." Zhao Junzhe was taken aback.

"As soon as I heard it made sense! How big is the impact of football? How much has it boosted our country and nation's self-confidence? Although it is not the social background of China's backwardness in many fields in the 1980s, Xiao Wang's stage is more Kuan, his opponent is stronger. You said he is just like Jackie Chan in a few years. He is the most famous Chinese overseas? Here... ah, are intangible assets still small?" Lao Bai asked Wang Ai's footsteps. After entering the room, he approached Zhao Junzhe and whispered in his ear: "I didn't find anyone to figure it out, but I intuitively feel the same. I asked my dad to let him recall his excitement back then and how he looked at him now. The mood, he said, is almost the same, because he couldn't sleep well at night, and he couldn't recover for a long time, so I gave my opinion to the Football Association."

Leoni, who had been holding her chin on the opposite side of the two and listening to the conversation, coughed, and Lao Bai noticed that Wang Ai had come to the front, and waved his hand without blushing: "Don't always talk about me, that is, I don't mention others. I also have to mention that my phone has rang hundreds of times in the past few days. Although some **** called me shameless, none of them objected to my proposal. People didn’t think about it before, but you always say We need to strengthen our self-confidence, are you self-confident? You should be the source and reference of self-confidence, if you are inappropriate and you shrink back, how can ordinary people further improve their self-confidence?”

Zhao Junzhe's eyes lit up when he heard the sound: This is considered to have stabbed Xiao Wanger's rib bone! By using the way of man to treat his body, Lao Bai's magical power of fighting poison with poison has come a long way.

Sure enough, Wang Ai was at a loss for words again. After a long delay, he vaguely stated that he wanted to talk about it after he retired. He also said that he was tired of all kinds of off-field battles. . In the end, he was frustrated and said that he wanted to hide for a while, but now he was stabbed in the front by the best buddy.

After talking for a long time, the two insisted that neither of them could persuade the other. Lao Bai insisted that he would still say so when the Football Association asked him, and Wang Ai was sure that he would definitely refuse.

After dinner, Wang Ai went to training. Zhao Junzhe and Bai Guanghai were still talking about it when they were going to sleep in the dormitory assigned to them. Lao Bai meant that it would depend on how determined the Football Association is now. As a middle-level cadre of the Football Association, Xiao Wanger is also a member of the national team. In theory, he is not qualified to refuse the honorary title granted by the Football Association. If the Football Association asks his opinion, it is a kind of respect, and it does not mean that his opinion shall prevail. If the Football Association really thinks this thing can be done, then just announce it directly, can he go back?

The next morning, Lao Bai died and begged Bailai to sneak into Wang Ai's security team and escorted him to Newcastle. Zhao Junzhe did not go to accompany his father to continue to take care of the children in the Manchester City youth team. However, when he returned to Wang Ai's house to pick up things at noon, he accidentally met Wang Ai's manager in China, who had seldom heard news in the past two years, and Shi Wenjun, the former boss of the Stupid Company.

It seems that the dusty and dusty, is it specially to attend the awards ceremony?

Shi Wenjun asked him about the training camp and said that he really came to accompany him to the award ceremony. It was only the last words that Wenjun said that aroused Zhao Junzhe's curiosity. She told the coach of Young Master Liao that she might work in Transcendence Sports in the future.