Reborn on Top of Football

The ideal of the little beauty is to be an artist, the ideal of the big beauty is to be a housewife, the ideal of the lion is to be a free Chinese, and the ideal of Huang Xin is... until the end she didn't explain it clearly, and was forced by Wang Ai Just say something nonsense "I have no ideal...my ideal is to be a fairy...".

Of course Wang Ai didn't believe it, so he cheered her up hard at night.

At breakfast the next day, Huang Xin finally remembered that when she was a child, she really wanted to travel abroad when she grew up, probably because she grew up in the environment of a foreign language school.

After Wang Ai finished listening, he immediately announced: "Because your ideal of only a little beauty has not been fully realized, you can start thinking about new ideals from now on. Only I can realize it, and I will definitely support it! Your life has been and I, and everyone are tied together, but the dream is not, you should live happier."

Huang Xin smiled, the little beauty was serious, and the lion was in a daze, but Xu Qinglian muttered in a low voice: "It's over, now we can't run away."

As a result, Wang Ai slapped her severely, and screamed in all directions.

In the morning, Huang Xin, Leo Ni and Xu Qinglian went to CY Sports Headquarters to listen to the general manager Li Jue's report on the expansion of the Lions Stadium. The little beauty went to the library of the Art Department of the University of Tubingen to find interesting art materials , Wang Ai simply packed up and went to the Tubingen Youth Club.

It was no secret that he came to Tubingen. The whole team had known it for a long time, but he never showed up, and Li Bing held down the players who wanted to make a pilgrimage. Today, Wang Ai consciously recovered. Of course, the point is that his going to Nyon to obtain a UEFA junior coaching certificate was exposed. Since he is capable of running so far, he has to go to such a nearby club.

In the spacious indoor training ground, Wang Ai sat on a bench beside the field and watched the players train happily. They can be called by name, and some of the main players can even remember their signature moves.

This makes the players train extra hard.

Today's Tübingen youth has no Chinese players, only the coach Li Bing is still sticking to it. The club has paid him 800,000 euros in salary and helped Gan Ping find a job in a Tübingen band. The younger generation of players are immersed in the domestic Jinyuan football world and can’t come out at all. Wu Lei, who has been tempted several times, has not moved yet. Wang Ai looks at the national football training class + overseas preschool that he has carefully built. There is not a single yellow face. There was a flash of sadness in my heart, and it was washed away immediately.

Jinyuan football cannot continue. When the external unhealthy cycle ends, it will inevitably lead to the end of the tide receding and the decline of the level of the new generation of players. No one can change this.

"Let's leave it to future generations." Wang Ai and Li Bing said this in the intermittent conversation.

The taciturn Li Bing nodded: "If you keep this foundation well, you will always be able to wait until reincarnation."

"Yes." Wang Ai patted his leg: "I think if I don't suffer any serious injuries, I can catch up with a new wave of players."

"On your civilian court." Li Bing still spoke briefly.

"Yeah, that's where the hope lies. I heard that many small competitions have been spontaneously organized around the stadium, and there are even leagues. Some clubs have also sent people to guide and train, and talents in twos and threes have been discovered."

"Liaozu do the best."

"That's right! If my club doesn't implement my proposition, it's okay? Besides, it doesn't take much trouble. It's just a garden of leeks. Why don't you go if you have the opportunity to pick up talents for nothing?"

Li Bing made Wang Ai happy, and finally talked a little more: "Aren't you the dean? Why are you going to take the coach certificate?"

"In the future, the college will be responsible for the domestic coach qualification examination, and may also undertake the AFC coach qualification examination." Wang Ai said with a smile: "You said that if I, the dean, do not have a certificate, how can I have the face to test others, so I will You have to take the test."

"Just because of this?" Li Bing was dumbfounded: "With your achievements, you don't have one and no one dares to say anything. I'm not talking about your achievements as a player. As we all know, you are one of the contributors to the Taiji Bagua Formation."

"Hey, it's good to have some, and the name is justified. Now I am famous and no one dares to choke with me, but once I retire and lose my reputation, I can't say for sure." Speaking of this, Wang Ai looked at Li Li carefully. Bing: "Let's talk about Director Li, you have also gone through such a process. Is there any young player who refuses to accept you?"

Li Bing smiled: "It's not enough right now. This group has basically seen me play football, so maybe in the future. But you are right, I am just an ordinary coach, and you are the headmaster of the coach, so the doubts you will encounter Definitely older than me."

Wang Ai sighed: "I don't want to drive ducks to the shelves, but Lao Gao forced me to do it."

"If you don't do it, who will do it? The sedan chair of Director Gao can't be lifted by ordinary people." Li Bing said quietly.

Wang Ai glanced at Li Bing: "Is there something in Director Li's words?"

Li Bing smiled: "No, as the first professional-born leader after professionalization, he can't do without strong people. By the way, tonight is the second game of the King's Cup between Real Madrid and Alavi. We are going to watch as a group. You come ?"

"Just look at it?"

"Tell me about it too? Real Madrid is the Brazilian team in the club. Everyone is very curious. You can also tell me about Zidane when you have the time? It just so happens that you are also a coach now. Help me improve from a coaching perspective?"

"I'm not that capable. I'm just a junior coach, and I don't even have the qualifications to coach in the Tubingen youth team."

Li Bing just smiled and didn't speak, Wang Ai nodded helplessly: "Well, I know how much to say, and you listen to what I say, after all, I have just started on the road."

After dinner, Wang Ai came to the conference room of the youth headquarters in Tubingen. Li Bing, one-third of the players of the first team, and two-thirds of the players of the second team were there. Everyone turned on the big TV and started watching the football.

It's a pity that Real Madrid went through the 20th round of La Liga in the absence of King Ai at the beginning of the month. After defeating Real Sociedad 3-0 neatly, their state fell again. Six days ago, the first leg of the Copa del Rey semi-final was tied by Alaves at the Bernabeu, but this time it was Alaves' land and they were defeated 1-0.

This made Wang Ai speechless for a while, everyone was waiting for him to brag, and this was the result?

"If you want to be here, it will not be the result." Li Bing comforted.

Wang Ai sighed, thinking that what you said was right, but I couldn't admit it!

"Real Madrid's state is not good, let everyone wait in vain." Wang Ai got up and came to the front of the conference room: "But since everyone is very curious about Real Madrid and my teammates, then I will combine their technical characteristics to give you an introduction. Analyze the game."