There is a team called the Friendship Team

Chapter 79 Interview with Qilu Football School
After hanging up the phone, Guan Mingming checked the schedule of the Tianjin Super League on her mobile phone.

It has been verified and confirmed that the key match of the next round of the Tianjin Super League is indeed the Friendship Team vs. Jinbin Bilingual United Team!

Guan Mingming was overjoyed, but considering that she was a weak girl after all and had never had a close relationship with Shi Jie, she was a little unsafe, so she called her "little brother" Bai Guohua and contacted "Old Bai" to go with her To Tianjin.

And Lao Bai is currently in the principal's room of Shandong WF Qilu Football School.

He wants to make a news report that specifically introduces the Qilu Football School, and promotes the Qilu Football School that has silently contributed to Chinese football for many years, so that more fans can truly understand how difficult and difficult the youth training of Chinese football is. easy.

"Okay, got it, Sister Guan, see you soon." After Bai Guohua understood what Guan Mingming meant, he quickly hung up the phone, turned his head and said with an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, Mr. Han. I just had something to do with work. , hurry up. I kept you waiting..."

"It's okay, it doesn't matter, work is the most important thing. Understand, understand." The Han Gong thoughtfully said.

I saw him with benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes, about 60 years old, sitting upright like a kind old man.

This Han Gong is now the temporary principal of Qilu Football School, and he has just taken office not long ago.

He used to be the principal of Qilu Football School. Later, due to his outstanding performance in managing the school, he was promoted to other positions in order to better contribute to the group.

Recently, the principal of Qilu Football School was transferred to Shandong Qilu Football Club as the general manager. The position of principal cannot be vacant, so the old principal Han Gong, who will retire in less than a year, was temporarily transferred back.

Bai Guohua subconsciously adjusted his glasses, and continued: "Well, Mr. Han, let's continue the interview just now... You said that the WF Cup will be expanded? In fact, the WF Cup is now a boutique intercontinental club invitation event that has taken shape. It has a certain reputation and influence in the world."

"Well, yes, but this is far from enough. Do you know our original intention of establishing the WF Cup? It is to increase competition opportunities for youth training players, so that players can communicate, learn and improve more with foreign opponents through competitions. But even so, there are still too few opportunities for our youth players to play games. This problem does not only exist in Qilu Football School, but also in the echelons of all domestic clubs. You know, many Japanese and Korean players come from campus football. Yes, he must be regarded as an amateur player here, but he plays more games a year than the players in the serious K-League and J-League. Therefore, as soon as his players come out, they are on the same level as professional players in terms of experience. Almost, it can be seamlessly connected. But our players, due to the lack of competition opportunities, to put it bluntly, even if there are good seedlings, they have already been "deadborn" and have no ability to replace the old players. It's not just about strength, it's more about experience..." Mr. Han spoke eloquently, and he spoke clearly and logically.

Bai Guohua nodded in agreement frequently, took notes carefully, and enriched his football vision.

The interview is over.

Bai Guohua couldn't help giving Han Gong a thumbs up, and said: "Han Gong, you really understand football, you have actually done research, and you have studied the youth training in various countries. At present, the so-called football and youth training bosses in China, There are really few who know as much as you. Even me, a football reporter, must learn a lot from you."

"Hey, it's serious, it's serious. We don't know the situation of other clubs, and it's hard to say. But as far as Qilu Football School is concerned, I really don't want to retire. I haven't done enough. I hope to give full play to the remaining heat and give more to the country. A few talents." Han Gong said with a smile.

Indeed, starting from the national team with players in the 83rd class, the Qilu Football School has continuously provided talents for the national team. Shandong Qilu Football Club has always been a major provider of national football, and it can be called the cradle of domestic football elites.

Bai Guohua clasped his fists and bowed, admiring Han Gong very much in his heart.

"Hey, Guohua, what is this for? Let's go, I'll take you around the football school." Han Gong said kindly.

"En." Bai Guohua nodded.

Immediately, the two took a turn in the football school.

The two walked to a training ground.

At this time, in the training ground, a training match had just ended.

Han Gong and Bai Guohua stopped to watch and saw a young player running out of the training ground, covering his face and crying.

Running under a big tree, the little player stopped, supported the big tree with his hands and cried, tears pouring down like rain.

Han Gong and Bai Guohua didn't know why, so they stepped forward to care about the young players.

"Young player, what's wrong with you?" Bai Guohua asked.

When the little player heard an adult's voice, he turned around and wanted to run away.

Bai Guohua grabbed the young player and said, "If you just want to be a deserter, then don't play football!"

The little player burst into tears and shouted: "Our team lost 1 to 6, and my teammates said that I was responsible for it. I am a 'crap'..."

"What?" Bai Guohua and Han Gong were startled, and suddenly there was an unknown fire in their hearts.

As we all know, football is a sport of teamwork, and the most important thing is mutual trust among teammates.

But in our Chinese football, players often like to fight alone and play football with themselves as the center. Once the score falls behind, it is not uncommon to complain to each other. This is a big shackle that hinders the development of our football.

"Which training team do you belong to? I'll go to the team with you to judge." Han Gong said.

The young player didn't seem to know Han Gong, so he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked up at Han Gong with big eyes, and said, "Thank you uncle, no need, I am Chen Jiexi, a player from Zhongneng U17. I just stick to my own kick." The style of the ball, maybe my ability is not enough, so I can’t be recognized by everyone. I will work hard to do better in the future, and it will be fine.”

"This..." Han Gong and Bai Guohua were surprised.

They were amazed at the child's ability to regulate his own emotions. He was obviously crying just now, but suddenly he calmed down.

In addition, this kid is a player of Zhongneng Football Club, and he just came to Qilu Football School to participate in the invitational match, and it is inconvenient for Han Gong to interfere with other clubs' affairs.

Chen Jiexi waved to Han Gong and Bai Guohua, turned around and ran back to the training ground, back to his team.

Han Gong sighed silently: "Although I have never seen this player play football, my instinct tells me that he is a talent."

"Yes, I may understand what you're thinking, this little guy has a twist (persistence, stubbornness) in his bones!" Bai Guohua agreed.

"Yeah." Han Gong smiled, regretting that he had sent his assistant Zou Haibin away during the interview just now, otherwise he could ask Haibin to record it and pay attention to this player.

Afterwards, the two continued to hang around, Han Gong told Bai Guohua a lot of anecdotes about the football school, and the two chatted happily.

In the evening, Bai Guohua rushed to Tianjin overnight, and took a day off in Tianjin on Friday to recharge his batteries so that he could report on the "Battle of Tianwangshan" in the Tianjin Super League on Saturday.

(End of this chapter)