Reborn on top of football

On the way back to the hotel, the Chinese delegation laughed and laughed in the van.

"Brother Fan, your trophy is too ugly, do you think I look so pretty?" Wang Ai showed off the crystal trophy in front of Fan Zhiyi with the crystal trophy in his hand.This year's Asian Footballer's Champion Trophy is a golden man with arms swinging. Although it is quite artistic, it looks weird.If you don't talk about football awards, you can talk about iyu gymnastics, figure skating or even dancing awards.Relatively speaking, the best newcomer trophy looks a lot better, at least not too out of the ordinary.

"Brother Fan, let's change. I will promote my style and give you the good-looking one."

"Hey!" Fan Zhiyi held the trophy tightly: "Why are you in a hurry? As long as you perform well, you will have a chance to win the award in the future. Besides, what's the use of me giving you, the AFC has announced it."

"Then you give it to me? I'll take it home and pry off the golden man and set it on the turntable. Let me tell you, your trophy this year is definitely discriminated against by the AFC. It means that you are not a football player, but a football player." Dancing."

Fan Zhiyi, who was impacted by the award and whose IQ is not very online, looked at others suspiciously, and then heard Zhang Jilong, the vice chairman of the AFC returning from the same car in the front row, turn his head and say: "Fan, don't listen to his nonsense, last year's trophy is the same! I said Wang Don’t you know what’s good or bad, let me tell you, a player of the Asian Footballer can win many times, but the best rookie award can only be won once by one person.”

"Hey, yes!" Wang Ai suddenly realized, and turned to Fan Zhiyi and shouted: "Brother Fan, I almost told you to lie!"

"Hey you rascal! Whenever I lied to you, you have to change it yourself."

There were laughs and laughter along the way. Of course, Qu Bo and Dewey were a little disappointed. In last year's World Youth Championship, the Chinese team met the final champion Argentina. It was a pity that they stopped in the top 16. It can be regarded as a rare good result for the Chinese team in recent years.It's a pity that in the World Junior Championships three months later, the Chinese juniors passed all the way and played triumphant songs.Being able to win back the championship under all kinds of unfavorable circumstances, the two are convinced that they lost in this competition for the best rookie of the year within the Chinese team.At least the strong offensive power of the national youth is incomparable to them. After all, their World Youth Championship in June last year, they were wronged and met Argentina, but they scored two goals in three games, and they averaged three goals per game with the national youth. A goal is really far away.

When they arrived at the hotel, everyone dispersed. Ma Mingyu put his arm around Wang Ai's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Follow me to see Team Leader Zhu."

"What are you doing?" Wang Ai raised his eyes.

"What are you doing? It's reasonable for you to show the leader's face? Leader Zhu didn't say anything about you, but just warned you, which is also a good thing. You just sang it directly. What do you ask the leader to do in the future? Work?"

"I can sing a song to get the leader off the stage?" Wang Ai was surprised.

"It's unreasonable, isn't it?" The old horse stuck his waist and stared at Wang Ai: "You are a master of rda, a doctor of Germany, you don't understand this at all? Besides, you really don't want to play in the World Cup?"

"I can't lose face!" Wang Ai said angrily.

"Hey, do you still know how to lose face? Then tell me, what did you say during the junior junior meeting, and the people below are against you, can you get your face down? Now you know how to lose face?" The old horse said earnestly: "Wang , I know you have opinions on the Football Association. To be honest, who can have no opinion? They all have opinions on themselves. It is normal to have opinions, but you cannot deny that most people really do their jobs. Maybe they The working methods and thinking of work are different from yours, but you can’t beat people to death with a stick, can’t you communicate well? Ah, don’t communicate, can’t you talk well? In fact, Wang, your treatment is already very good, you know? ? In our football circle, you can be regarded as a well-known person, and the Football Association is afraid that you will be a donkey, so it is lenient enough for you."

Speaking of this, Lao Ma sighed: "You don't even know how much pressure Director Gao and Team Leader Yang have put on because of you. Many of us, especially the old people in the circle, can't have the same knowledge as your child, so we all criticize them for saying that you are a child. You are spoiled. If your grades are not really good, the future of both of them will be affected by you. Wang, you are not alone now, you are a large group of people, you know? Your junior teammates, Your coaches, your friends, your players are all influenced by you. Besides..."

Ma Mingyu scratched his head, looked left and right for no one, and said in a low voice: "In the future, when you grow up, you will have to deal with the Football Association often, so you don't want to bring your old school boy with you."