Vol 5 Chapter 376: Swearing Master's Expedition (6)

Lao Gao and others are at a loss as to how to use military thinking to analyze football, analyze the enemy and ourselves, and look for problems. Even suspicious, if not for Wang Ai's insistence. But they still tend to use this method to boost the morale of the team members, so that they dare to think and do without leaving any regrets.
As for Professor Zhang, despite their enthusiasm for work, working hours are difficult to guarantee. As a doctoral tutor and the leader of the teaching and research group, he often takes on organizational tasks on TV and attends public events. It is hard to say how much energy can be devoted to them.
If the two sides run smoothly during the military training in July, Professor Zhang and the others will really arouse their enthusiasm for work, and the degree of investment may be higher. On the contrary, it will be a project of 100,000 yuan. After the research is completed, the paper will be finished. Whether you can use it!
Therefore, the core is still on Wang Ai.
It is he who feels that everyone has given birth to the confidence of "I can replace it" because of a series of good results, and because of the long-term weakness of Chinese football, he has fallen into self-doubt, and is afraid of going back to the big game. He also deeply felt that compared with the world's strong teams, even if the manpower is in place, the team accumulation, football culture accumulation, and football experience accumulation are still far from enough. If the situation cannot be solved by himself, he has to find another way.
Thus, the two become one.
Of course, the most ideal is to learn and use. It really plays the role of tactical innovation, technological innovation, ideological innovation, and analytical innovation, so that this strong enough national team will be reborn and form a clear thinking, skilled tactics, and superb technology. , And able to formulate highly targeted methods for different opponents, a visionary, method, and capable team. It almost made everyone no longer feel uneasy and raised their heads to face the obstacles of the world's strong teams to the great goal.
And here, it also depends on how much effect Wang Ai can play.
It is conceivable that the key to the intersection of two extremely different fields and the achievement of results lies in how much his catalyst can inspire the work enthusiasm of the two teams, and how much enthusiasm it can make each other's work in a month or a year. How much tacit understanding arises in time. Not only to complete the ideological leap, but also to retain the original advantages.
Thinking of this, Wang Ai was completely sleepy, went to the bed and looked down at Leo Ni, who was sleeping, and helped her pull the spies. Turning to take a sweater from the closet, and gently pushing the door open, the round moon is on top of his head, generously sowing the cool light.
Wang Ai was so naked, with his hands in the pockets of his sweater, and his hair half-up.
In the darkness, Zhao Dan came quietly from the front yard and stood in the aisle between the back cover room and the front yard.
This time he returned to China and he did not have a holiday for the time being, because Yan Zhu was still in Milan to deal with follow-up matters. He and Yan Zhu acquiesced that no matter what the circumstance, they should leave a person next to Wang Ai to maintain smooth communication with their superiors in the most urgent situations. . In addition, Yan Zhu had to be busy with the wedding when he came back after a while. He could only take advantage of Wang Ai to go home to visit relatives during military training at the National Defense University this summer.
He was resting in the front yard just now. He heard the security personnel on night duty in the monitoring room call him, saying that Xiao Wanger was not sleeping in the middle of the night and was watching the sky in the back yard.
He immediately got up, and he knew the latest movement of the national team. In Milan, the national team coaching staff did not deliberately conceal from him when discussing together. In addition to his inner shock, he could only abide by the duties of the guards, not hearing, not talking, not watching.
But he always understood what a brilliant achievement and what a difficult challenge it was.
Xiao Wang, who has reached the apex of Chinese football players, continues to climb.
Brazil, Argentina, France, Germany, Spain, Italy, in front of these teams that are so strong that they look like the Olympian gods, the Chinese team is a mere mortal. But when this mortal coveted the crowns of the gods and pointed his sword at the gods on the throne, whether he was immediately submerged by thunderbolts, flames, or floods, or if he was really covered in scars instead, he let the bystanders take their place. The soul trembled.
Zhao Dan stood silently in the shadow of the wall, looking at Wang Ai who looked like a sculpture. In this quiet summer night, who knows that this 1.9-meter youth is brewing the turbulent waves that will overthrow the world football? Who knew that he had forgotten the Inter Milan triple crown not long ago, the Serie A, the Champions League, and the three European Golden Boots? Who knew that this young and graceful young man was worried about his old age and was urgently about to explode the most brilliant brilliance of his life and write a new chapter in the history of Chinese sports?
In his spare time, Zhao Dan also browsed the Internet. He would check his employer’s judgments as far as his was. Many of them are ridiculous jokes like "The Emperor Uses a Golden Hoe", but they are also unavoidably moved from other celebrities. Not great stuff.
Thinking of this, Zhao Dan sighed softly, and unexpectedly awakened Wang Ai who was in a state of dementia.
"Old Zhao, did you offend you?"
"It's okay, I'm not sleepy anyway."
"Then, walk with me." Wang Aila put on the zipper of the sweater: "I'm upset."
Zhao Dan nodded silently, and then checked his equipment. The two went to the front yard and found that the light in the main room was on. Ai Xiaoqing came out dressed in clothes: "What's the matter, son?"
"It's okay, Mom." Wang Ai smiled: "Can't sleep, just go shopping."
Ai Xiaoqing frowned and looked at his son. Seeing that the worry between his eyebrows was not cleared, he knew that he was worried about the national team again. He couldn't persuade him if he wanted to, so he stepped through the middle courtyard and went to the guard room: "Old Fan? You? Go out with Xiao Wang for a stroll."
After finishing talking, he glanced at Wang Ai: "Come back early, don't you want to leave tomorrow?"
Wang Ai nodded and smiled: "Mom, I'm just walking around, you can go back to sleep."
Ai Xiaoqing put on his clothes and went back. Wang Ai turned his head and looked at the security room. A middle-aged fat man with a round head and round brain came out with a round-headed smile. At first glance, he looked like Fan Wei, but when he looked closely, he also looked like Fan Wei.
The big name is Fan Yucheng, a native of Jiangxi, and he served as a soldier in Liaoyang. According to his rank, he can be assigned to the chiefs of various bureaus in the city, and to the position of chiefs of the county. But this one was probably too tired of being an official, and even ran to become an ordinary traffic policeman.
Don't talk about it all day long, just do whatever you want. When Wang Bin heard of such a man in a chat with the city’s armed forces minister, he was moved, because Lao Fan was doing military defense in the army, and he did quite well. According to the information disclosed by the Minister of the Armed Forces in a vague manner, this one is capable.
Capable and peaceful, this was a rare talent for Wang Bin, who was thirsty for talents at the time.
So, I personally went to the door and invited such a person out.
Because this person usually smiles and looks like Fan Wei, so he got the nickname "Fan Debiao."