Vol 5 Chapter 393: Young (3)

On the afternoon of June 30, at Tokyo's Haneda Airport, a direct flight from South Africa to Japan stopped slowly.
In the business class, a team of men wearing Adi's light jackets stood up one after another, each carrying a bag, and walked out of the cabin in silence.
This is the second Chinese team returning from the Confederations Cup, and Wang Ai is at the top of the line.
After getting off the plane, everyone filed out, and not far ahead saw a group of people waving small five-star red flags. Lao Gao stopped and said: "Although we won 3 games first and then lost 2 games this time, we only got 4th place. But we have achieved the predetermined goal and achieved the best result of the Asian team so far. We will go to the hotel later. Summarize, get your energy up now!"
Wang Ai took a sigh of relief and straightened his waist. The team members followed suit. Many of the 23 people rubbed their faces and twisted their waists.
"Hello everyone!" Wang Ai was dressed in a red jacket, smiling and waving his hands, leading his teammates out.
The Chinese and overseas Chinese who welcomed the red flag did not dare to speak loudly, but the smile on their faces was sincere and warm.
"Goodbye, thank you!" After the two teams staggered, Wang Ai turned around and waved at everyone.
The journey is tiring and thousands of miles away, just a few words of greeting, and there is no way to do more.
On the bus sent by the Japanese Football Association, Wang Ai leaned on the window, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, drank and fell into contemplation, not being affected by the congested lane, recalling the game a few days ago.
Since defeating the European champion Spain 3:1, the popularity of the outside world has risen sharply, and even Schlapner almost rushed to South Africa. Now Inter Milan is facing another round of turmoil, winning the Champions League is not the end, the club and the players want more.
Schrappner was responsible for Wang Ai's contract renewal negotiations. Wang Ai had already entrusted him and Huang Xin with overall responsibility. But this time after Wang Ai and the others defeated Spain, there were more invitations for advertising cooperation. The most important thing is that Schrappner told Wang Ai that Ibrahimovic was leaving.
Ibrahimovic did not talk to Wang Ai, but Ibrahimovic’s agent and Schlappner exchanged information briefly through mutual friends: Ibrahim hopes to be more free.
Schlappner understood that although Ibrahimovic won the triple crown, he was not very happy. His position in Inter Milan, whether it is salary, advertising revenue, media attention or fans' hearts, is firmly placed in second place by Wang Ai.
The proud Slavs didn't want to be Pippen next to Jordan, but he couldn't get out of Wang Ai's shadow at Inter Milan. Except for his height, he has nothing to be proud of facing Wang Ai, and height is the thing he is the least lazy to mention. It is not what he tried to show his skills, his efforts, these things that impressed the judges.
Especially when he hesitated to see the Confederations Cup King Ai scored three goals over the head of Spain, he made up his mind, the next day like Moratti clearly expressed his transfer request.
Wang Ai said on the phone that I know, you don't use it.
He was not willing to let Schlappner, an old man, run for thousands of miles. Although Ibrahimovic had left, he felt regretful. To be honest, the two got along very well. They are not close friends or close friends, but as colleagues, teammates, and Iraqi friends. The cloth is absolutely qualified.
However, Wang Ai could do nothing about this matter, and did not plan to do anything. His responsibility for the Chinese team is already his limit, and he can't bear more. Besides, the matter is also considered to be caused by him. He said nothing at this time, so it is better to pretend not to know.
Since Ibrahimovic did not call him.
But in the subsequent Confederations Cup competition, there was a change.
First, in the game on June 21, 2-0 over New Zealand and advanced to the semi-finals with a record of three wins. The Chinese media madly sent more than 50 reporters to South Africa. But then, in the face of the second US team in Group B, the Chinese team lost. Although it was still 3:3 until the overtime, it finally fell short in the penalty shoot-out.
Approaching, in the third place match again met the Spanish team, which was also defeated by Brazil. This time, the Asian champion lost by 2:4. In the game, Wang Ai tried his best to score two goals, but the Chinese team was restricted everywhere in this game. The only two goals were almost forcibly won by Wang Ai, using his physical fitness and overall outstanding offense. ability.
The Chinese team's midfield and backcourt cannot be said to have collapsed, but it was tactically far behind and almost lost the game in a muddled manner.
Therefore, the Chinese team who won first and then lost, especially Wang Ai, who made a bold statement to win the Golden Boot before the game, was not in a good mood. It was once again after three years that he once again felt the cruelty of the top international competition. Expectations before the game are high, and expectations for next year are even higher. Whether a sudden defeat or a fiasco, or an unexpected and defeated fiasco, many teammates cannot accept.
At the end of the game, Gao Lin hugged Wang Ai and cried.
The provoked Wang Ai was also uncomfortable.
The football game is like this. Of the 32 teams in the World Cup, only one laughed last, and the others all went home crying.
This made Wang Ai's pressure even greater, although from Yan Shiduo to Director Liu, to higher-level leaders, to big leaders, they comforted him in various ways.
With 9 goals, Wang Ai won the Golden Boot and Silver Ball Award of this Confederations Cup. It is rare for him to "gamble" once. The two teams went directly to Japan to participate in the final World Cup qualifiers next year with the national team. The trophy of the match did not give him much comfort.
In order to immediately convene a comprehensive summary meeting, many of the international players who were originally scheduled to take a holiday, many were brought to Japan.
When he went to the hotel to put down his luggage, Wang Ai lay on his bed, looking at the ceiling with his hands on his pillow, still thinking about the reason for the loss of the game. Not meeting, the door knocked softly, and Kang Si came in with a head shrunk: "Dr. Wang, Director Gao wants you to go to the meeting."
"Okay." Wang Ai stood up, exhaled, and put on his shoes.
When she walked to the door, Conse asked carefully: "Are you okay?"
Wang Ai took a deep breath and squeezed a smile: "It must be good."
Kang Si bowed her head: "Oh."
Wang Ai stretched out his arm and hugged the girl's shoulder. She lost to Spain that day, and she even cried.
Oh my goodness, you are Spanish! Wrong crying kiss!
"Don't worry, I can't afford to lose." Wang Ai shook Kang Si's shoulder: "I lost both awards in 2005 and 2006, and I only won half of it in 2007. I worked hard enough, but others are also very good. Work hard. It's normal to lose, it's okay. I can think about it, and you have to think about it."
Kongsi just turned cloudy, and grabbed Wang Ai's hand: "I forgot to congratulate you. Well, I read the Chinese newspaper. You have 70 goals in 41 games on behalf of the Chinese team!"