Reborn on Top of Football

Zhao Junzhe was thankful that he had passed the exam for his coaching certificate a long time ago and also mourned for his domestic colleagues.

But he didn't dare to say anything. Those who had hoped that he would step down if he couldn't do it had lost their power. After so many thorns were transferred to the academy, they actually behaved themselves. Wang Ai has been the dean for a year, and his authority is getting stronger and stronger.

It is within his purview to change the methods, content and even the system of the national football coaching examination. As long as it is not too outrageous, or even if the reasons can be given, no one can stop it.

As for what the candidates think, it doesn't matter. Anyway, they will at most whisper in private and definitely smile on their faces. No one dares to try the consequences of offending Wang Ai. As long as he continues to have this bowl of rice in the future, he has to consider how long Wang Ai, the dean, can last.

The dean does not have a term of office!

Even those who have passed the exam dare not complain, because when he is happy, he may invalidate or downgrade all previous certificates and ask everyone to retake the exam. Coupled with the influence of his approval power on the entire football industry, his academy Long nicknamed the Big Three in Chinese football, there is no adulteration at all.

Zhao Junzhe didn't tell Wang Ai what he was thinking about, but Wang Ai could guess it. For him, there are two ways to do things in reverse. Pure light is impossible, and where there is light there is shadow, just as pocket sin can never disappear.

After chatting until midnight, the three brothers took a rest respectively.

The next morning, Chen Tao took the early morning ordinary flight back to Galicia, and Zhao Junzhe returned to Shenyang with more than 20 children. This time she was no longer a textile worker, but it was still Wang Ai who paid for the plane ticket. Winter camp learning depends on luck and hard work, but at least Wang Ai really paid for it.

Wang Ai can afford to spend two million for no reason.

Looking at the flight heading east, Wang Ai shook his head and put his arm around Kangsi's shoulders and got into the car.

Kangsi saw that he was in a bad mood: "Why, you haven't discovered the genius again?"

"Well, at most it's the Chinese Super League." Wang Ai shook his head: "The talent pool is fading terribly. I've worked so hard, but it's still not as good as before."

"It's hard to get back. Professionalism guarantees harvests despite droughts and floods, and you have no worries. Professionalism is a gamble. What if a genius comes out, right? Now that China is getting richer, parents don't want their children to gamble."

"Well, the hope now lies in free stadiums and low-level private leagues. The increase in the football population is real. There have been millions more registered players in recent years. I hope we can select enough talents. In the future, This has to be it, we rely on our population size and interest guidance to select the talented group with the highest success rate and minimize the opportunity cost."

"Is this something the dean considers?"

"Haha, it's something that the national team captain and super giant consider. The president doesn't think about this. It's not his stadium, so he shouldn't think about it."

Kang Si smiled and asked something else: "Real Madrid is going to be revived?"

"No, one successful game cannot reverse the overall downward trend."

"Then the rest of your life will be difficult."

"When did it stop being difficult?"

Three days later, Real Madrid faced their Copa del Rey opponent Legane at home. Benzema came back and scored a goal. Unfortunately, the instability of the defense led by Ramos broke out again and the opponent scored two goals. Fortunately, there was no chance at the last moment. Collapse, a false alarm.

Because Wang Ai scored four goals against his opponent in the last game, Wang Ai sat on the bench wrapped in thick clothes for the entire game and did not stand up once. The TV cameras gave him close-ups from time to time to care for the fans. Mood.

Two days later, in the league away game against Valencia, Real Madrid continued their good form from the previous round. With all members of the ABBC team present, they beat their opponent 7:1, in which Wang Ai completed a hat trick and an assist. The teammates completed the remaining 4 goals, and Real Madrid was relieved to get rid of "Wang Ai dependence syndrome."

But this joy was short-lived. Two days later, they faced Copa del Rey semi-final opponent Sevilla at the Bernabeu, and the two sides drew 1:1 in 90 minutes.

Wang Ai didn't play and didn't win. This made some people wonder if the last big win was achieved because Wang Ai played?

This speculation was denied by Wang Ai himself. After being blocked by reporters when he walked out of the stadium, he rarely said a true word: "Stop talking nonsense!"

Wang Ai is not happy that his teammates are playing like this. Now it is useless for him to perform alone as the savior many times. Apart from earning two more goal bonuses, there is almost no commercial help. He has already exhausted all the commercial resources that can be developed and obtained in the football world. Unless there is a new market, he will have to rely on off-field news.

In the league, although Real Madrid won a big victory in the last round, Barcelona still held on, but they only defeated Alaves 1:0. I don’t know if it was a temporary downturn, a coincidence, or it was really bad. But no one at Real Madrid dares to make wild guesses. Everyone is still suffering the consequences of their optimism at the beginning of the season.

On February 3, Real Madrid played against Levante in an away game. Wang Ai was kicked and injured in the first ten minutes and left the field. Although the referee gave the fouled player a yellow card, it did not help. Wang Ai clearly heard when he was lying on a stretcher and came to the sidelines. The boos in the audience were heard to be glad that he was gone.

The final result was a 2:2 draw.

20 hours later, Barcelona fought bravely in the away game and broke through the Spanish blockade. They defeated their opponent 2:1 and led Real Madrid by 2 points with one more game.

House seemingly endless rain!

The only good news is that the team doctor announced that Wang Ai can rest for two days and will not delay the second game of the King's Cup semi-finals three days later.

Two days later, Wang Ai really came into the game with full energy. Facing Sevilla's tight formation, he bravely chose to approach and attack. He used the role of shadow striker to shoot from close range in the penalty area several times, finally helping the team draw a 2:2 draw. The opponent ultimately relied on more away goals to advance to the final.

And waiting on the other side of the Copa del Rey is...

Barcelona: Yes, that’s right!

This season, the two sides are destined to be entangled to the end of the world.

Wang Ai was helpless among them. Why didn't he want to hug his thigh easily? However, he is now a thigh, being hugged by a bunch of people, and he is so half-hearted.

"Come on, they are all at home, now it's just the two of us, let's celebrate with a drink."

On the second night after returning from Seville, Wang Ai brought a bottle of Real Madrid red wine to the restaurant. Kangsi's eyes showed rejection. She reluctantly drank half a glass with Wang Ai and refused to drink it.

"You know I'm not an alcoholic, what are you afraid of?" Wang Ai, who came back from the gym late at night, suddenly jumped on the bed and held down Kangsi and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself if you drink too much." Kangsi pulled the quilt and said, "You'll hurt me."

Wang Ai laughed for a while and turned over to lie down: "I'm a little bored. The house is deserted. I can't eat or drink. I don't know how to celebrate when I'm happy."