football light

Whether Tang Song is crazy or not, Wen Liangcheng is not sure, anyway, he thinks he is going crazy.

Although there are cracks in the cement floor, it is the cement floor of the fourth factory after all. It was able to carry the heavy trucks that transported large equipment back then. How can it be easily knocked open now?

Tang and Song jingled and pounded, and it took a long time to knock out a gap the size of a bowl.But that boy was still going on, even Wen Liangcheng could see that he was gritting his teeth and enduring the pain in his hand.

Wen Liangcheng couldn't stand it anymore, stepped forward and snatched the iron pick from Tang Song's hand, and stopped those tormenting voices.

"Tang Song, you can't build this stadium." Wen Liangcheng felt a little heartbroken when he saw the blisters in Tang Song's hands.

"It seems to be a bit difficult." Tang Song wiped his sweat, "But it's okay, I said back then that I can wait, and it is still the same now. If you can't finish one year, then you can take two years, and if you can't finish two years, you can take three years , it will be finished one day. Brother Wen, you said you won’t make trouble.”

"That's not the problem!" Wen Liangcheng pulled Tang Song aside and sat down, "Do you know who I was before I came here? I am a professional player, I have studied football courses, and I know a little about the operation of the club. It’s easy for you to build a training ground, and it’s easy for you to play amateur leagues, but what about after that?”

"Afterwards, we will play in the professional league." Tang Song said with a smile, "Isn't it equally simple?"

"It's so easy!"

Wen Liangcheng felt that he was not fast, but crazy.Unlike Lin Yutong, he didn't think too much about it, so he took a stone and wrote some data on the ground.

"Let me do the math for you, let's do it ideally."

"First of all, the establishment of a professional team, even a low-level league, must have a first-team team and several youth training echelons of different age groups in the framework of the team. The training and maintenance of the youth training echelon will cost a lot of money every year. Less money, right? Then to participate in the competition, now the domestic clubs are renting venues, the venue fee, security fee, and event organization fee for each game, all of which have to be paid by the club. Then, players’ salaries, players’ transfer fees Expenditures, the expenses of the team's operations... After a year, it will cost astronomical figures!"

"Now do you know why domestic teams are basically raised by enterprises and sports committees? Because the club itself cannot survive alone! And if you want to establish a team, who do you rely on? The fourth factory? impossible."

After Wen Liangcheng finished writing, even he was taken aback. He knew that a team spent money, but he didn't expect that it would cost so much money. Every step a player takes on the field is the energy released by the burning of money.

"I know." Tang Song still looked indifferent, "But you miscalculated the expenditure. In the future, we will have our own stadium and don't need to rent it. Besides, you didn't calculate the income. Build the stadium that belongs to the team. Finally, all the surrounding stores will be managed by ourselves. As long as we have good results and a large number of viewers, this is a good income. Then the ticket income for each game, the annual broadcast dividends, ranking rewards, sponsorship commercial contracts... As long as our results are good, the figures are also astronomical. Isn’t there a foreign club that has survived like this?”

Tang and Song erased the data on the ground with their feet, leaving no traces.

Wen Liangcheng's expression was astonished. He always thought that Tang Song was just naive, but he didn't want Tang Song to think more carefully than him!

"So, we will succeed." Tang Song smiled and picked up the pickaxe.

"Tang Song! Don't you think about failure? You also know that all of this must be based on good performance, but no team can maintain the best form all the time, let alone a newly established team! You only need one season If your grades fluctuate, you will face bankruptcy!"

"Did you know?" Tang Song swung down the iron pick, sparks splashed with his dripping sweat, "If you don't want to fail, you have to work harder to prevent it from happening. Just being afraid is not enough."

The sound of jingling sounded again, and every time the iron pick fell, it seemed to hit Wen Liangcheng's heart.He didn't have the courage to tell Tang Song that in China, even if a team maintains a high level of competition, it is very likely that it will still lose money.Inexplicably, he was a little afraid to destroy Tang Song's dream.

Or maybe, even if he told Tang Song this, Tang Song would still do it.

"But you are alone now." Wen Liangcheng only said in a low voice.

"Someone will come soon, and the players from Factory [-] are already preparing." Tang Song didn't even raise his head.

"Even if they can play football with dreams like you, do you have a coach in the fourth factory? To bring out such a team, in addition to the players, the level of the coach is also very important. Can your fourth factory afford such a coach ?"

Tang Song suddenly stopped and looked at Wen Liangcheng in a daze, as if he also knew that this was their biggest difficulty at present, and it was insurmountable.It's hard to find such a coach, who can keep the team at a very high level of competition. There are only so few people on the entire planet, and those coaches, without exception, will not come to the fourth factory to coach.

"What identity did you say you were?" Tang Song asked slowly.

"I'm going to be the coach of the No. [-] Middle School team soon, and I have a coaching certificate. Believe me, I can lead the No. [-] Middle School to win the championship." Wen Liangcheng felt that he was about to succeed when he heard Tang Song's dry tone. .Because this shows that Tang Song is being tortured in his heart, as long as the torture is over, Tang Song will go back to school to play football obediently.

Sure enough, Tang Song immediately held his hand tightly, with tears in his eyes: "Brother Wen, aren't you the coach? Come to our fourth factory and be a real head coach!"

Tang Song was very excited.He thought it was a coincidence, and was worried that that person was too old, so a young one ran over.

Wen Liangcheng looked at Tang Song with bulging eyes, he couldn't figure it out, he came here to persuade Tang Song to join the school team, why was Tang Song persuaded to go to the team of the fourth factory instead?After a long time, he had the strength to pull out his hand, cursed: "Crazy!" Then he turned and left.

When passing through the reception room, Wen Liangcheng was still angry and complained to Lao Zhang: "No one is in charge of your fourth factory? This kind of lunatic should be sent to a mental hospital!"

Lao Zhangtou grinned, and said enthusiastically, "Teacher Wen, walk slowly, and come here often in the future."

"Crazy! Crazy! They're all lunatics!" Wen Liangcheng yelled, and ran away without daring to turn his head.

Behind him, the sound of jingling came continuously, as if an invisible beast was coming to grab him back.

In the end, he failed to escape the claws of evil.All night long, he seemed to be able to hear the constant knocking.When he was awake, when he was half asleep, when he was dreaming.

Wen Liangcheng was in a trance when he went to school the next day, and the picture of Tang and Song holding a pickaxe always appeared in front of him.

"Brother Wen, come and be our coach. With this pickaxe, I will surely win you a champion." Not only was there a picture, but he could even hear Tang Song's voice.

"Mr. Wen, do you drink water?" A teacher in the office asked.

"No, no, no, I don't want a champion..." Wen Liangcheng was shocked and slid directly from the chair to the floor.

"Mr. Wen, I asked you if you drink water." The teachers in the office all covered their faces with books and smiled.They thought the new teacher was very funny. Before the school team played a game, they began to give in to the champion Kong Rong.

"Oh, thank you." Wen Liangcheng remembered that he had already arrived at the school, not still in the fourth factory.

When Wen Liangcheng drank the water, Lin Yutong came to him.

"It seems that you have already gone to him."

"I'd rather not know him." Empress Wen Liangcheng was terrified.

"Me too." Lin Yutong was indignant.

"I've already made a plan for the training of the school team." Since neither of them wanted to mention Tang and Song, Wen Liangcheng took care of the left and right.

"I will assist you to implement it." Lin Yutong nodded, and took the form from Wen Liangcheng.

"That..." Wen Liangcheng said hesitantly, "I will continue to work hard on Tang and Song's side, that child may be a little hot-headed, and he will be fine after a while."

"I advise you not to go again, you don't know how scary that person is. If you want to continue to be a physical education teacher, you'd better stay away from him. This is my last advice to you." Lin Yutong resolutely Shake your head.

The horror of Tang and Song Dynasties?Wen Liangcheng felt that Tang and Song were indeed a little stubborn, but they couldn't reach the level that Lin Yutong said.He decided to go again in the afternoon. The day Tang Song was tired from knocking was the day he successfully persuaded Tang Song to return to the school team.

Since Tang and Song are persistent, he must be more persistent than Tang and Song.He has come all the way and never gave up.

So, in the next few days, Wen Liangcheng ran to the fourth factory as soon as school was over.At first he went in to have a look, but then he didn't dare to go in. He stayed far away and could still hear the movement inside.

One day, two days... five full days have passed, and there is still no rest.

On the afternoon of the fifth day, Wen Liangcheng, who was illuminated by the setting sun, felt that he was already a little nervous.

"Dude, do you have a cigarette?"

At this time, a fat man stopped beside him on a tricycle and came up to ask him to borrow cigarettes.

"I don't have one. If you have one, you can share one with me." Wen Liangcheng controlled it very well. In his career, he would only smoke one when he couldn't avoid it. Today, he is very want to smoke.

"I don't smoke either." The fat man shook his head, "but I really want to have one."

The two immediately found a common topic.

"You were disturbed by that voice too?" Wen Liangcheng asked curiously.

"Yeah..." Fatty sighed, "I can hear that voice when I deliver food every day, it's annoying to death."

Wen Liangcheng is not stupid, the fourth factory is in the suburbs of Linyuan City, how could the food deliverers send it here?Therefore, he guessed that the relationship between Fatty and Tang Song was unusual, so he couldn't help asking: "When do you think that voice will stop?"

The fat man looked up at the sky, and said sadly, "I can stop tomorrow."

"Why?" Wen Liangcheng was a little surprised. Tomorrow is Saturday. Does Tang and Song have to rest on the weekend when they knock on the concrete floor?
"There's a game tomorrow that he has to watch."

"What about after that?" Wen Liangcheng also heard that a team is coming to Yuan City for a tour, and what he cares about is the day when Tang and Song really stop.

"After that? Ask me, I'll ask who! That's a lunatic, who knows when he'll be there!" The fat man was suddenly furious, and fled on three wheels.

Wen Liangcheng is a little upset, why don't you just talk about it?Why are you running so fast!
However, after a few seconds, Wen Liangcheng also started running.

The noise was so tormenting that Wen Liangcheng couldn't stand it anymore.