Reborn on Top of Football

A few days later, the national team easily won the Maldives' dilapidated home court. Wang Ai played the whole game according to Tang Yaodong's request and was willing to be a ladder.

However, Wang Ai specially called Yu Dabao, who had ideas, to discuss the matter of studying abroad, but it didn't go well. Wang Ai wanted to drive newcomers to study abroad, but Yu Dabao asked him bluntly: "We children from ordinary families have worked so hard to come to this day, why should we continue to take risks? Just for the national team? Can you study abroad?" Will the national team take care of injuries and downturns?"

Wang Ai nodded silently, and said after a while: "Yes, since he is responsible for his career, no one has the position to criticize the younger generation for their choices."

Seeing that Dabao was emotionally moved, Wang Ai also rarely opened his heart: "Don't say that you are not well-known internationally, so what about our group of people? Except for me and a few who live in BJ, most of them are I live in my hometown. Although we are all stars in this line of work like literary stars, they play with their brains and we play with their bodies. They can become more popular as they get older. We have only been in the past ten years. After retiring, we are now compared to the **** no."

Yu Dabao nodded: "That's right, I practiced with dozens of people when I was young, but I'm the only one who has come to this day. Does such a high elimination rate allow me to make good money? If I really want to go out, it's equivalent to starting from scratch. We only have ten or so years, and the rest of our lives will depend on these ten or so years. Who dares to take risks? Anyway, whoever puts a lot of money in China and does not make money in a foreign country to earn uncertain small money, I admire him, and I would rather call him a cry hero."

Wang Ai smiled: "Yes, this is a real hero."

After finishing the conversation with Yu Dabao, Wang Ai thought about it for a long time, and once wanted to promote the road of "poor culture and rich martial arts", but he immediately denied it. The children of rich families in China are busy enjoying themselves while the good-for-nothing are busy taking over. Who cares about sports? Such hard work, such a low success rate, and prone to injuries?

In the end, it will be the children of the middle- and lower-class families, preferably the middle-class ones, the ones who are able to provide enough nutrition and training for the children, or the Liao Shao's model: signing long-term contracts and making big cadres.

But Liao Shao's model can be played without Liaozu, or without his own appeal and the "underpinning" system he built? Judging from the fact that Liaozu has been doing this all these years but there are very few followers, I am afraid that everyone feels that it will not work.

Then there is the Luneng Taishan model, but the difference between the Luneng model and the Liaozu model is only who gets the money, and there is no difference in the operating system, so it still cannot be promoted.

How about suppressing Jinyuan Football? As soon as this idea came up, Wang Ai extinguished it and couldn't suppress it. Don't talk about Wang Ai, Vidi can't hold back, you can't stop people from investing in clubs, right? Don't let the club give money, right? People want you to take care of it?

At least it's not the time yet, because the Football Association is not omnipotent. To suppress Jinyuan football, there must be enough public opinion support. That is to say, in the face of a wealthy and powerful group enterprise, the Football Association must rely on the power of the masses. Only when the masses can see that this road is dead, the Football Association can justify its actions.

But right now? No, everyone is still having fun.

Wang Ai thought to himself, even if he came out to appeal and some fans turned, but the counterattack from these large conglomerates would cause him heavy losses, and the current situation could not be saved...

This is called the trend of history, even if it is a tributary or countercurrent, it is still not something that individuals can fight against.

Full of worries, Wang Ai parted ways with his teammates in the Maldives, and took Chen Tao to board the plane to Madrid. The two brothers were also discussing on the plane. Chen Tao suggested that Wang Ai deduce it from his own experience. After all, he is the most successful player and the object of everyone’s favorite imitation and research. If you start from yourself and use yourself as an example, your appeal will be greater very strong.

Before further research, Madrid arrived, and the brothers' analysis had to stop there. Chen Tao patted Wang Ai on the shoulder: "Boss, don't think about that. There are so many people who worry about such a big China and such a big football association, but you are the only one who leads everyone forward. Don't lose the big because of small things. I But I heard that you are coming to Real Madrid this time, and the momentum is bigger than before, what will happen when the best club and the best striker meet, to be honest, I want to know.”

Wang Ai smiled relievedly: "It may not be the best expectation, but it certainly won't be the worst expectation."

Seeing Chen Tao pick up his luggage, Wang Ai couldn't help but said, "Leave in such a hurry? Why don't you stay in Madrid for a few days?"

Chen Tao turned back and smiled, "Did you forget that you are my boss? The boss took the staff absent from work, why can't I understand?"

Seeing what Wang Ai wanted to say, Chen Tao waved his hand: "Forget it, our buddies have a lifetime of business. We will retire from the military and fish together, grow vegetables together, and play whatever we want. Let's be busy now, just these few years gone."

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Chen Tao still left, Wang Ai sighed and said why Leoni didn't come? Just as he was about to make a call, the milky white bulletproof Iveco he was familiar with drove up. Wang Ai got into the car and patted the wall of the car: "I feel much more comfortable when I see this car, otherwise my eyes would be blackened." what."

Leonie smiled heartily: "Who told you not to tell the club? Otherwise, someone would have to be sent to pick you up."

Wang Ai shook his head: "We don't know everyone well. It's really embarrassing to go shopping together. I don't know what to say. Let me go home first and have an intuitive impression of Madrid before talking. At least we can chat about the weather."

"Oh, unfortunately, you really can't go home right away." Leoni pointed to the luxury hotel in front of her: "There is a small problem with the decoration of the home, and it has to be reworked. You have to stay in the hotel for a few days, um, almost one Week."

Wang Ai was surprised for a moment, and he said oh, but didn't ask the specific details, because it was useless to ask: "Where's Huang Xin? You don't know how to supervise work?"

"Someone must be there, right? After all, it's our home. The Spaniards are too flexible. If we hand it over to the Germans, we'll feel much more at ease."

"Well, I will fully convey this to Kang Si."

"She's not Spanish."

Arriving at the hotel while chatting and laughing, and arriving at the luxury suite on the top floor, Leoni looked out the window at night: "Did you have dinner tonight?"

"Eat something casually, how is the food and drink in this hotel?"

"Okay, can I order something?"

Wang Ai nodded, and Leoni went out to order people, simple steak, bread, and eggs.

"By the way, is Kang Si here?" Wang Ai asked while eating.

Leoni stared at Wang Ai for a while, then suddenly said: "You did a good job!"

"What?" Wang Ai's egg dropped on the table: "What happened to her?"