Vol 6 Chapter 13: Above the Clouds (3)

In the 94 echelon of Anshan Liaoshao, Zhang Yinzhen introduced several children to Wang Ai, one is captain Zhang Xingbo, one is forward Xue Zhiwen, one is forward Liu Yuhao, and the other is defender Niu Luyuan. Wang Ai seemed to be in a daze. Zhang Yin pointed to the three children and said: "You met, I took them to London to watch your Champions League game 5 years ago."
Wang Ai just remembered with a "Oh". Seeing the excited expressions of the three 15-year-olds, Wang Ai was also very happy. I just watched the team training match arranged by Zhang Yin, and the performance was really outstanding. I took a rough look at the bodies of the three children. They were a little dark and thin, but considering that the three children are just growing up, it is unlikely. Become a muscle stick.
Besides, children of 14 and 5 won't grow taller if they have muscles.
While chatting here, Huang Xin got the physical data of the three children over there, and then gave it to Wang Ai after reading it. Wang Ai flipped through the detailed data on weight, height, strength, speed, agility, bone age and so on listed by the team doctor, combined with the skills performance of the three children just now, and he knew it well.
When the three children returned to the team, Zhang Yin was walking with Wang Ai and said: "When the 94th National Academy was formed, they didn’t look at these children. I was a little angry. Then I figured it out. , Anyway, our children are at this level, and sooner or later they will be able to play in the Super League."
Wang Ai gave a hum, and waved at the children who were watching him: "The junior is not a big deal. It is a selection in nature. If you didn't choose it, you didn't choose it. By the way, what do you plan to do with these three in the future? Is it sent to Liaoqing for further training or directly to a foreign country? By the way, how about the parents of these three children?"
Zhang Yin held his hands on his back and lowered his head for a while and thought: "Family is okay. My parents are not arrogant and unreasonable. They also understand the matter of signing a super long agreement."
Speaking of this, Zhang Yin raised his head and smiled: "Speaking of which, these three children are all coming to me, Bo has a small name."
Wang Ai also laughed: "Director Zhang, if I am of this age and have a bit of talent, I have to come at you too."
"If possible, I hope they stay in Liaoqing, and then enter the first team early to play in the Super League." Zhang Yin said seriously to Wang Ai: "In the past few years, we have not lost communication with Mertesacker, basically the German youth training. We are all required to do it, and it will not be much better for them to go abroad now. So I think it is better to go up step by step. What do you think?"
Wang Ai thought for a while and said: "It's okay. It’s easy to go abroad too early and there are problems with your psyche. It doesn’t matter whether it’s because you don’t practice, or you are tempted by all kinds of temptations. Speaking of which, our talent training is about conscience, but There are too many bad people outside. By the way, how is your culture class? Have you been in the national conditions class?"
Zhang Yin nodded: "The Anshan Bureau of Education gave us an organization called Anshan Football Primary School. Some teachers were transferred from the Bureau of Education to give lessons. The hours and exams are the same as those in regular primary schools. For the national conditions class, we invite us from the Anshan Party School. If you have someone to come and give it to you, you can flip through their outline when you have time. Anyway, I don’t think there is any problem."
"Speaking of it, I really took a look." Wang Ai laughed: "This world of thought is very chaotic, not to mention that the emperor is far below the mountain. Even the responsible institutions in Beijing are also chaotic. It's not plausible. Don't we have spent countless efforts to cultivate young stars, but they have anti-communist and anti-Chinese thoughts in their hearts, then we might as well not teach him."
Zhang Yin shook his head and didn't say anything. He knew he hadn't taken Wang Ai in a day, and Wang Ai was also known as a "young thinker" in thinking, so he could only let him say it.
In Fushun Sports School, Principal Yu Ming also "contributed" several very good ones, but they were all concentrated in the 96-year-old group, namely forward Sun Zhaoliang, forward Wang Xinyu and Wang Tianci. Wang Ai inspected everything from appearance to physical data, from technical display to confrontation performance, and also talked with Yu Ming.
Yu Ming also mentioned a few children who were not elected as a national junior. He was a very gentle person, but he was also a bit aggrieved: "When the team was formed the year before, people came to look at them and left after eating a meal. After that, I never came again. Later, the list was announced. I took a look, okay, there is no player from Liaoshen, not even one from Dalian. There's none?"
Wang Ai raised his brows and looked at Yu Ming: "Intentionally?"
Yu Ming shook his head: "I don't know, it's not good to say."
Wang Ai was sitting on the plastic coach bench on the sidelines of the Fushun Football School. He tapped his fingers on the armrests and thought for a while. He took out the phone and placed it in his palm: "You know, President Yu, I am the vice minister of the Youth Department. The current minister Liu Chunming's guidance is mine back then. Coach, we have been together for many years. As long as I make this call, I will be able to get the junior coach over immediately. It is not a problem to send two people there. I now let you consider whether I want to make this call."
Yu Ming smiled, stroked his hair smoothly, put his arms on his lap and looked at the jubilant children in the court: "Stop playing, you are too strong, as long as you express your attitude, you will definitely be inviting people. It is not impossible to change coaches at that time. Although our goal has been achieved, it also left hidden dangers for the future of several children."
Wang Ai put away the phone, and he was still wondering how to do it well, whether someone deliberately or deliberately ignored and suppressed the Liaoshen faction in Chinese football, or even came directly at him, trying to suppress the "King" "Head", Yu Ming said slowly from the side: "Anyway, the national youth and the national youth have not improved them much. It is nothing to play against foreign teams. We invite the Tubingen Junior Team to play every year. After a few games, I have experience, and the most important thing is to grow up step by step, not to promote growth, not to suppress growth."
Wang Ai turned his head and looked at Yu Ming, who was calm, and smiled: "Well, the principal has the final say. These children are all your children and soldiers. You should train them well. If you are wronged, tell me and the people around me. It’s the same. Our future is very promising. If we can’t do it in China, we can go abroad. If the children really need to be trained, they should go directly to Tubingen to play German B. If there is no arrangement there, I’ll take it. With the children coming to the door in person, Bayern, Inter Milan, Deportivo, Chelsea, and even Real Madrid, Barcelona, ​​Manchester United, etc., have to give me some face. I said it doesn’t count to enter the senior team, but it’s not a big deal to enter a youth team."
Speaking of this, Wang Ai pointed to the children who were still in the fierce competition and showed themselves with a smile: "For others, a trial invitation is like a Chinese New Year, but for us, it is not just a phone call. Thing?"