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Seventy-three scattered the powerless Chang Cheng

The sky was overcast, as if someone owed God a large amount of money and still hadn't paid it back. The sports center and training ground were empty. The gray, square Football Association building looked like a huge piece of stone that had gone through countless

The tombstones were somewhat dilapidated due to the wind and rain. Only the red lanterns hanging on the doors still retained a hint of the New Year atmosphere, giving the whole building a hint of life.

Chang Cheng's mood was the same as that of God. He lowered his head and walked in circles around the familiar training ground alone with a sullen face. He walked faster and faster, gradually accelerated, and ran faster and faster. Finally,

Chang Cheng roared and sprinted around the training ground with all his strength until he collapsed on the turf of the training ground.

After a while, Chang Cheng, who had recovered a little, sighed, got up and walked back. As soon as he passed the deserted entrance of the Football Association building, he heard a voice from behind.

"Eh? Coach Chang?"

Chang Cheng turned around and found that it was Director Jiang who was in charge of grassroots football, Jiang Tao.

Jiang Tao also didn't expect to meet a bewildered Chang Cheng at the gate of the Football Association at this time.

"Director Jiang." Chang Cheng responded politely.

"Why are you here?"

"It's okay, come here and run around twice." Chang Cheng said.

"Oh, are you okay?" Jiang Tao couldn't connect the current Chang Cheng with the high-spirited Chang Cheng before.

"Okay."

"Where are you leading the team now?"

"I'm going back to Moral Education Primary School." Chang Cheng wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Oh," Jiang Tao looked at the sweat still dripping from Chang Cheng's forehead, "How many laps have you run? Don't catch a cold if you are sweating."

"It's okay, just cool down. You can calm down."

"Yes, this incident made me feel..." Jiang Tao didn't say any more. He could hear the resentment in Chang Cheng's words. Not to mention Chang Cheng, even he was angry. We could have reconciled well.

These like-minded friends worked hard on campus football together. But as soon as this incident happened, the benchmark of Jiangcheng U15 was gone, and campus football became a bubble. His efforts were instantly wiped out.

"Stop standing here, go to my office, which is air-conditioned. Change your clothes by the way, I have a new set of bottoming shirts there." Seeing that Chang Cheng had no idea of ​​going back, Jiang Tao suggested.

"No." Chang Cheng looked at the Football Association building with mixed emotions. This was the place where his dream began, and it was also the place that made him feel disgusted.

Jiang Tao didn't know what Chang Cheng was thinking, so he said: "There are not many people inside now, they are all on duty. Now they have not even passed fifteen, and those people just clicked and went back." Jiang Tao also laughed at himself when he said this.

He smiled and said, "I'm here to order a cup of tea too. But it's good to meet you. Let's go up and sit down and drink some hot tea." After saying that, he took Chang Cheng directly to his office.

There are not many things in Director Jiang's office, except for the desk, two single sofas side by side against the wall, a bookcase, and a word hanging on the wall that reads "Diligence can make up for weakness."

Jiang Tao turned on the air conditioner. The air conditioner was good and the whole office felt warm immediately. Then Jiang Tao took out a set of bottoming shirts from a cabinet under the bookcase and handed them to Chang Cheng.

"This is new. I just bought it. It hasn't been opened yet. Let's put it on first."

Chang Cheng took the bottoming shirt and glanced down at the cabinet with the door open. Inside was a pair of new Nike football shoes, a pair of kneepads, an uninflated football, and a pump next to the ball.

"These shoes are good." Chang Cheng couldn't help but praise them.

"Hey, I'm just an equipment guy. I can't play well, so I can't compare with you." Jiang Tao chuckled.

"Zhang Jie just wants a pair." Chang Cheng seemed to be talking to himself.

"Zhang Jie?" Jiang Tao was stunned, and several people flashed through his mind, "Zhang Jie from Jiangcheng U15?"

"Yes, I wonder how they are doing now?"

"They are not bad. Most of them went to a certain province after the New Year. Only a few who went to the general middle school stayed. I heard that they were treated well, with food and accommodation included. They lived in a two-person dormitory and the environment was good. They were in the province

The leaders attach great importance to this team and provide very good conditions. They value it even more than the adult team." Jiang Tao said as best he could, "And they hired foreign teachers from Spain, who are of very high standard..."

"In other words, Feng Yaxin, Wei Tao, and Zhang Jie didn't go? And Zhang Chengyu, Li Wei, and Zhang Zhuo didn't go either?" Chang Cheng interrupted Jiang Tao.

Jiang Tao sighed and smiled bitterly: "They didn't go. Feng Yaxin and the others are unwilling to give up their studies because they believe what you said is right. Zhang Chengyu and the others are not wanted by others because they are too young."

"Then where are you going to arrange for them to go?"

"I don't know. I heard that Lu Yin and Bu Fan are interested in them."

Chang Cheng was silent for a while, then opened the unopened bottoming shirt in his hand, spread it out and saw that this bottoming shirt was made with fine workmanship, with a big hook on the chest and the Nike logo. Chang Cheng asked: "Isn't this expensive?

.Still not changing it.”

"No, this is free, and it's a gift from other teams. Just put it on, don't worry."

"I'm really disappointed. I don't understand why a primary school coach's betting on football would involve Jiangcheng U15, a championship team. Director Jiang, you have been involved in football for so many years, can you tell me why?

Chang Cheng asked reluctantly.

"You want to know?"

"think!"

"The truth may make you disappointed and lose confidence in football."

"tell me."

"Okay." Jiang Tao sat on the sofa and patted the sofa next to him to signal Chang Cheng to sit down. "Actually, Chairman Wang had no intention of selling the team at first. It was just that the man named Zhang came to him and invited him to a meal.

meal."

"Can you sell Jiangcheng U15 in one meal?"

"Listen to me," Jiang Tao patted the armrest of the sofa, "The person named Zhang originally followed Chairman Wang, and later became closer to Vice Chairman Qi. It's just that this person is good at flirting with others, and he has good popularity with both parties, so

Both sides value him. The current situation is that Chairman Wang's term is coming soon, and he has enough capital for promotion now. He will report to the Sports Bureau just after his term ends. So he only wants stability now.

The man surnamed Zhang seized on this and complained bitterly to Chairman Wang. He said that your team was unruly and unruly. He also revealed all the old things that happened in the past, such as Liao Chen's thing and you.

He talked about playing against Zhang Boqing and other messy things, and directly labeled your team as restless elements. In this way, Chairman Wang was worried that something would happen to you. Taking advantage of the Huang Jing incident to ferment,

It's time to get rid of the team.

But don’t mention it. The team has only been established for less than a year, and how much trouble it has caused. There is no one in the entire team who is not a thorn."

"I am the biggest thorn in the side. What Chairman Wang is worried about is not that the team is restless. What he is worried about is me, the biggest thorn in the side." Chang Cheng smiled bitterly, "Director Jiang, as a coach in the past few years, apart from leading the team in games, he is also

You have to argue with them. This is self-evident."

"You know, then why do you still go against them?"

"There are some things you can give in to, and there are some things you can't give in to."

"You..., this..." Jiang Tao was speechless.

"Director Jiang, I know you are good for me. I like football, love it, and like to watch the children play and get better and better. But football has its own development laws. If you don't follow the development laws of football, you will not be allowed to play football.

Even ten years is useless. Let alone ten years, even a hundred years will be the same.

Let’s not talk about distant countries, let’s talk about small Japan. Were you afraid of Japan in the 1970s and 1980s? What about now? They have been conducting youth training in a down-to-earth manner for more than ten or twenty years. There are more people playing football, and naturally there are more talents.

Duo. Now they no longer regard us as their opponents. Their goal is to focus on strong European teams.

What about us? We finally have a group of good players, and we sell them at a discount. We are doing things with hammers and sticks, and now no one wants to play football. How can we find talents? We keep talking all day and night.

Vigorously develop football and specifically set some five-year goals and ten-year goals. Is it useful? If you can't win, you still can't win! When the game comes, it will be the first opening game, the second life-and-death battle, and the third battle for honor.

Finally, I went home in despair. What the hell!" Chang Cheng became more and more excited as he spoke, and in the end he didn't even know what he was talking about.

"It's the same as when I first started playing football. I don't follow their rules." Director Jiang looked at the eloquent and sweaty face and couldn't help but sigh secretly, with a hint of helplessness on his face, "So, after doing all this,

In the 2000s, I was still a small director, still in charge of grassroots football in society."

In the end, Chang Cheng didn't take Jiang Tao's bottoming shirt and went back covered in sweat.

A few days later, on the Lantern Festival, the 15th day of the first lunar month, Chang Cheng received a fairly good news while packing his things in the equipment room of the former training ground. Feng Yaxin and six others were accepted by Bufan U15. I heard that their

The coach was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. Chang Cheng was also relieved. The head coach of Bufan U15, that is, the Spanish old man, was very high-level. Several young players could learn good things from him.

"What are you going to do now? Just leave like this?" The person who asked him was Xu Tao, who brought the news.

"Lead the team." Chang Cheng smiled. Although he still had a grudge in his heart, he looked past it. What happened has happened, so let it go."

"Still in moral education primary school?"

"Of course, I'm still the head coach of Moral Education Primary School."

"Are you planning to teach in primary schools for the rest of your life?" Xu Tao asked reluctantly, he did not want Chang Cheng to decline.

"While teaching children, I am preparing to take the B-level coaching exam. Director Zhou told me that I am now qualified to take the exam. I just have to go to the last level." Chang Cheng didn't have many things, so he quickly put them all in his backpack. Chang Cheng

He picked up his backpack and said, "Brother Xu, I'm leaving first. Come to my place for guidance when you have time."

"Come on, can I still guide you?" Xu Tao patted Chang Cheng on the back, "When you get the B level, I will recommend you to join a professional club."
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