World Cup of Great Powers

In the reception room, Qi Changsheng and a middle-aged man in his 40s were sitting in front of each other.

An eight or nine-year-old boy stood by the wall, curiously looking at the medals and photos on the wall.

Qi Huansheng was well dressed and neatly dressed.

Although sitting on the sofa and waiting.

But only half of his bum was on the edge of the couch.

In this way, it is convenient to stand up and greet the leader immediately when seeing the leader.

The middle-aged man who was walking with him was wearing a sweatshirt, and he seemed to be the junior of Qi Desheng.

The appearance of the two of them in the reception room was very similar to that of a student who called their parents to come after doing something wrong.

"Mr. Qi, Zeng Zheng hasn't come yet, did he leave us here on purpose to show us off!"

The middle-aged man was the first to be unable to sit still, approaching Qi Desheng and whispering:
"Ms. Qi, you are so arrogant when you don't see Mianer. After you meet Mianer, you might as well humiliate us!"

"Let me see, let's go back first!"

Two years ago, Zeng Zheng forced the ducks to be put on the shelves in order to attract firepower to help Qi Misheng.

But I never thought that Zeng Zheng would survive the Jedi and create a miracle in the World Cup.

In this way, Qi Misheng became a representative of the "negative model" in the eyes of the fans.

In the past two years, every time Zeng Zheng led his team to win the championship, Qi Feisheng would be dragged out by the media to "whip his corpse".

Under these irresponsible criticisms from the media and fans, the two who had little contact with each other had no reason to meet.

In the past two years, the two have never violated the river water.

Now that Qi Feisheng suddenly took the liberty to pay a visit, he might indeed be ridiculed by Zeng Zheng.

"Xiao Li, don't talk nonsense!"

Qi Misheng's face was serious: "You are almost forty, you have to judge things by yourself!"

"Ms. Qi, but."

"But what? Coach Zeng is not the kind of person the media says!"

After Qi Misheng scolded, seeing that the young man's attention was still on the photo, he lowered his voice.

"Xiao Li, don't always pay attention to the surface of everything. Don't listen to what other people say."

"I have been in touch with Coach Zeng for a long time."

"Although he is a bit arrogant, according to Lao Jin and the others, Coach Zeng is easy to get along with."

"And this time, you don't think about yourself, you have to think about Xiao Chi."

As soon as he heard the word "Xiao Chi", the middle-aged man immediately slumped on the sofa like a deflated ball.

Looking at the boy with shining eyes in front of the wall, the middle-aged man sighed.

"Hey, if this kid is half as capable as I was back then, he wouldn't be what he is today."

Speaking of which, Zeng Zheng didn't know what the purpose of Qi Feisheng came to find him this time.

After hearing that he brought a child with him, he was even more undecided.

After observing outside for a while, he opened the door and entered.

"Aah!"

"Coach Qi is here, and I'm sorry for the disappointment."

Seeing Zeng Zheng enter the room, Qi Feisheng jumped up and bounced off the sofa.

"Coach Zeng, where are you talking?"

Qi Feisheng smiled all over his face, and stepped forward to shake hands with Zeng Zheng.

"Coach Zeng is a very busy person. I am very grateful that he can take time out of his busy schedule to see me, an old man."

Zeng Zheng raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

What the media and fans say is all gossip.

But looking at Qi Feisheng's posture today, it is obvious that he has something to ask for from himself!

After resigning from the national team in 97, Qi Misheng went to Wuhan Yaqi to help her successfully relegation.

This season, he entered Yunnan Hongta again.

If Zeng Zheng's Jianglong team hadn't taken the lead, Hongta might have made it to A this season.

So don't look at how the fans look down on Qi Dusheng, but in the industry, Da Qi is still very powerful.

There is no need to face yourself with a low profile.

"What did Coach Qi say?"

Zeng Zheng smiled slightly, "In the past two years, I have been around those young guys, and I don't have much time."

"To be honest, if Coach Qi doesn't come today, I'm planning to take the initiative to pay a visit next year!"

Qi Feisheng raised his eyebrows when he heard the words.

He didn't think it was just simple polite words from Zeng Zheng.

Combined with the previous news from the industry, Qi Huansheng thought to himself: Sure enough, this kid is going to lead the national football team!

After guessing this relationship, Qi Kaisheng's attitude became more polite.

He is also the coach of the national team.

He is the "don't get angry" that everyone scolds; while Zeng Zheng is the "magic coach" that everyone loves.

It can't be compared at all!
After exchanging pleasantries, Zeng Zheng looked at the middle-aged man beside Qi Feisheng and asked, "Coach Qi, who is this?"

Before Qi could make a sound, the middle-aged man offered his hand.

"Hi Coach Zeng, my name is Li Huajun, and I'm Teacher Qi's student."

"This is my son, named Li Xiongchi."

"Xiaochi, come here and call Uncle Zeng."

The young man who was pulled out from behind by Li Huajun had been staring at Zeng Zheng with wide eyes ever since Zeng Zheng entered the house.

After being called by his name now, he felt a little awkward.

"Hello, Uncle Zeng."

Zeng Zheng nodded, but focused on the middle-aged man.

"Who did I think it was? It turned out to be a seal. I've been looking forward to it for a long time!"

The middle-aged man was taken aback.

He hadn't heard that title for many years.

"Seal", of course, is a nickname.

The current fans may not be very clear.

But all the fans of Van Basten and Romario know how shining Li Huajun's name was during the 83 World Youth Championship.

As the only Chinese in the best team of the World Youth Championship that year, Li Huajun is as famous as Van Basten, Bebeto, Romario and others, and is known as the "Six Hopeful Stars of the World".

Selected for the national team at the age of 20, he was the youngest international player in the history of the national team before Sun Jihai.

Then, Li Huajun's career was the same as that of all Chinese players in later generations.

Reached the pinnacle of life when he was young, and met the world's major football stars at one point.

Then, it went all the way down from there.

It is said that Li Huajun fell in love with Werder Bremen back then, but because of Zhuxie's policy of "not allowed to go abroad under the age of 28", he stayed in China.

After that, due to injuries, Li Huajun retired from the national team early at the age of 25.

The football genius who made a big splash in the World Youth Championship and made all opponents fearful with his "Z" eclipse.

Like countless examples of hurting Zhongyong, he disappeared from people's sight directly after he bid farewell to football in 92.

Zeng Zheng never expected that such a talented international player would appear in front of him in this way today.

"you know me?"

"That's needless to say!"

Zeng Zheng laughed.

"When I played against Saudi Arabia in 84, I still can't forget the goal you scored after three players in a row, Brother Li!"

Hearing Zeng Zheng's praise, Li Huajun felt embarrassed.

There is a huge difference between Zeng Zheng's boldness and the powerful villain in his heart. At this moment, he has scolded those unscrupulous media 180 times in his heart!

"Coach Zeng, that's all in the past, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning."

Li Huajun also quickly lowered his posture, "In the final analysis, Coach Zeng is still capable."

"World Youth Champion!"

"Back in the day, we didn't even dare to think about it!"

Zeng Zheng also laughed when he heard the words.

"The champion is kicked out by the players, and I followed suit."

After letting go of Li Huajun's hand, Zeng Zheng invited:

"Coach Qi came all the way this time, haven't you eaten yet?"

"It's just time for dinner."

"When you get here, don't be polite to me."

"Let me also do my best to be a landlord!"

Qi Feisheng grimaced when he heard this, "Then I'll trouble Coach Zeng."

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Eat and eat, drink and drink.

Qi Misheng took a sip of his hangover tea, and said softly, "Coach Zeng, to tell you the truth, this time Hua Jun and I came here because we really wanted to ask for something."

bother you for something.

Zeng Zheng wiped his mouth, knowing that the main event was coming.

Immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks and patted his chest to assure: "Coach Qi is too polite!"

"Just say anything."

"As long as it's within my ability, Zeng can definitely do it!"

Qi and Li looked at each other, and the latter said:

"Coach Zeng, let me tell you the truth."

"I retired so early, I actually changed my age."

Zeng Zheng nodded.

Not only football, this phenomenon was too common in the domestic sports circle at that time.

"In the past few years after retiring, I went to college and went into business, but after doing it, I feel that I am not this material."

"In addition, I can't let go of football, so under the persuasion of Teacher Qi, I thought about it and got a professional coach qualification certificate in the past two years."

"And when it comes to the national team, I am quite familiar with it. After all, I also played for it back then."

"Look, Coach Zeng, do you still need a deputy here?"

After hearing this, Zeng Zheng was stunned.

Good guy.

These people are really well informed!

According to Zhu Xie's meaning, his assistant coach for the national team will be announced at least after New Year's Day.

If you really transition to the national football team, it will be in the middle of the year.

Once Zeng Zheng becomes the coach of the national football team, he will definitely have his own coaching team.

Now that New Year's Day has not yet arrived, Qi Feisheng brought someone here to recommend himself.

It seems that I have to be mentally prepared in this regard.

After New Year's Day, this kind of thing is estimated to emerge in endlessly.

At that time, it is not certain that someone will use power to suppress him, or force someone to come in to him.

After Zeng Zheng thought about it briefly, he felt that Li Huajun still met his selection criteria.

He has certificates, qualifications, and a professional background, so he knows how to train players.

Not too different from my own age, it is easy to accept new things, and it is easier to understand my own tactical intentions.

The most important thing is that even though he was brought by Qi Shaisheng, he does not belong to Qi Shaisheng's school.

On the contrary, Li Huajun, who has bid farewell to football for many years, is no longer remembered by many people in the football circle.

Such a person is very suitable to be his own team.

Although very satisfied with Li Huajun's situation, Zeng Zheng still smiled and said:

"Brother Li, you are joking."

"You are so capable, and you are doing things here, isn't that abdication!"

"Coach Qi has such a wide network of contacts, maybe A and B will ask you to lead the team in the next year!"

Seeing that there was something in Zeng Zheng's speech, Qi Disheng didn't hide it anymore.

"Coach Zeng, we are all bright people, so let me just say it straight."

"Everyone knows that Ladd is a good old man. He can lead the national team to play friendly matches and commercial matches, but if he really wants to play some intercontinental competitions, he will definitely not be able to achieve the results required by the above."

"And looking at today's football, apart from foreign teachers, there is no one else who is capable of leading the national team to achieve results, except you Zeng Zheng!"

"Plus the example of the little life next door is here."

"So I boldly guess that it will be a matter of time before you have coached your National Youth, National Olympics, and National Football Team."

"With such a big stall, how can you do it if you don't have any people around?"

"Although my student has been away from football for a long time, at least he is from a major and has studied in college."

"He is not old in the coaching world at his age, and it happens that you young people also have common topics."

"Although he doesn't understand your tactical layout yet, he has a vivid mind and can understand everything."

"I believe it won't be long before I can become your right-hand man!"

"Coach Zeng, I can't guarantee that I will have another student. In terms of football talent, my student has absolutely nothing to say!"

An old man who is over half a century old recommends a middle-aged man who is nearly forty years old to a man who is not yet 30 years old.

How to look how awkward.

But it's the truth!

The two sides have no intersection, let alone any relationship.

Don't look at both of them as Zeng Zheng's "predecessors".

But now in the football circle, the combination of these two people is really not as powerful as Zeng Zheng.

Seeing that Qi Feisheng threw out his old face to find him, Zeng Zheng was no longer vague.

"Since Coach Qi said so, I will also open the skylight and say something bright."

"Zhuxie is planning to ask me to lead the team in the Asian Cup, and I have accepted this matter."

Seeing Zeng Zheng admit it, their eyes lit up.

"But Coach Qi, you also know the rules of bamboo shoes."

"In every competition, there are more assistants and assistants than players!"

"What's more, this time I will be an assistant coach for Ladd first. When will I become the head coach? It's still a matter of two."

"Whether I can bring people, and how many people I can bring, depends on how many stalls the bamboo shoes have left for me."

"If I don't leave any of them"

"Coach Qi, I think you should know what I'm going to say?"

What Zeng Zheng meant was very clear.

A radish and a pit.

Zeng Zhengya pays for it out of his own pocket, and people with no means will not care if they bring a hundred bamboo shoes.

But if it is an official "teaching assistant", it is not Zeng Zheng who can make the decision.

Say nothing else.

For example, people like Jin Zhiyang, Chi Shangbin, and Sang Tingliang have no worse qualifications than Qi Chaisheng.

If they don't move the nest, a little Li Huajun really won't be able to squeeze in.

Now it depends on Li Huajun's own opinion.

Do you want to mix with Zeng Zheng in the name of the establishment, or do you want to gain experience and learn knowledge.

The private room fell into silence.

After a while, Li Huajun picked up the wine glass suddenly, and said in a deep voice:
"Coach Zeng!"

"I, Li Huajun, am not the kind of person who seeks enjoyment."

"Coach Zeng is not as good as me in football; but when it comes to coaching, I am far inferior to Coach Zeng."

"In the coaching world, I am just a primary school student who has just entered the industry, and I have a long way to go in the future!"

"I am willing to keep my feet on the ground, start from scratch, and accumulate a little bit of learning."

"The ancients said that there is a priority in learning the Tao, and there is a specialization in the arts."

"If Coach Zeng doesn't dislike it, I can sit back and forth, and it doesn't matter if I'm an apprentice!"

As he said that, Li Huajun raised his wine glass, and it seemed that he was about to perform the "teacher's ceremony".

How dare Zeng Zheng let him continue.

Qi Feisheng was still sitting next to him!
Standing up quickly, he also raised his glass.

"Brother Li is serious."

"What kind of apprentice is not an apprentice?"

"We just have different divisions of labor, the relationship between colleagues, the relationship between colleagues!"

Saying that, like Li Huajun, he drank the wine in his glass.

The word "colleague" is equivalent to Zeng Zheng's acceptance of the matter.

Qi Feisheng also let out a long sigh of relief when he heard the words.

This visit to Dalian was not in vain.

Li Huajun also had a happy expression on his face.

You know, Zeng Zheng can be regarded as the world's leading marshal today.

The traffic bonus of the World Cup and the World Youth Championship has made Zeng Zheng's reputation in the coaching world not lost to Hiddink, Van Gaal and the like.

Especially in Asia.

The Chinese team is not easy to play.

Now there is a "world famous coach" like Zeng Zheng.

At Zeng Zheng's age, at least for the next 20 years, the Chinese team will be the enemy of other Asian countries.

Even after seeing the Chinese team qualify for the Olympics, Australia, which originally wanted to leave the Oceania bamboo shoes, backed down.

Mou is eagerly waiting for next year's Olympic Games to observe the strength of the Chinese team at close range, and then re-evaluate the chances of qualifying for the World Series after joining the AFC.

If you can learn from Zeng Zheng, who will value the bamboo shoe system after graduation?
After drinking several more cups in succession, Li Huajun's alcohol also picked up.

"Coach Zeng, besides that, I have a ruthless feeling."

"Brother Li, just tell me what's going on!" Zeng Zheng was also a little drunk, "Your business is my business! If it doesn't work, you can bring your sister-in-law too, and I will rent a villa for your family in Zhuanghe !"

"That's not necessary!" Li Huajun shook his head repeatedly, then pointed to Li Xiongchi who was digging sea cucumbers beside him and said, "Coach Zeng, I want you to see him."

"he?"

"Yeah!" Li Huajun nodded, "My son is just 10 years old after the Chinese New Year."

"Influenced by me, this kid also liked playing football since he was a child."

"Take a look at his qualifications. Is it possible for him to be selected for the Jianglong youth team?"

Zeng Zheng also became interested when he heard it.

Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix.

The son of the best team in the World Youth Championship must not be far behind!

"Then I have to take a good look at it!"

As Zeng Zheng said, he stood up and walked unsteadily to Li Xiongchi.

Like a magic stick, he grabbed the little guy's arm and looked up.

"Coach Zeng, what are you?"

"Feel the child's bones." Zeng Zheng said nonsense.

When he heard that Zeng Zheng would touch his bones, Li Huajun said submissively: "Coach Zeng, I didn't change the age of the child. He was born in 90."

Zeng Zheng's candidate is surprisingly accurate, who knows if he was touched from the bone?
"Li Xiongchi, right? Don't be nervous."

"Uncle Zeng, let's see how your bones look."

Zeng Zheng touched it with a smile, and asked casually, "Do you know Uncle Zeng?"

"know!"

"How did you meet?"

"I met you on TV!"

"Oh? We met on TV? What did the TV say about me?"

"Say you are the head coach of the Chinese team!"

"Then do you want me to be your coach?"

"Think!" The young man nodded fiercely.

【Ding! 】

[Name: Li Xiongchi; Age 9; Gender: Male.

Tacit understanding: 0%
Talent: A
Body: Speed-A, Dexterity-A
Golf quotient: A
Focus: A]

Seeing this basic talent, Zeng Zheng sighed inwardly.

Genius is not so easy to find after all!

If Li Xiongchi's talent is fully realized, it is more than enough to play a top A in China.

But the problem is that he is Li Huajun's son!

This is not the only thing I expected from him!
Zeng Zheng recalled the news in his previous life that after two doctoral students from Tsinghua University and Peking University got married, their child failed the exam.

It seems that something like talent really has to be rewarded by God.

Seeing that Zeng Zheng didn't say anything for a long time, Li Huajun also showed anxiety.

When it comes to his son's future, Li Huajun is more nervous now than when he just found a job for himself.

"Coach Zeng, look at my son"

"The little guy is talented."

Zeng Zheng smiled and patted Li Xiongchi on the head.

"However, he is still too young. The youngest player in the Jianglong youth team is 16 years old."

Li Huajun's eyes darkened when he heard the words, "Okay, then let this kid practice for another five or six years."

Seeing that Li Huajun was a little disappointed, Zeng Zheng raised his eyebrows.

"Brother Li, although the youth team of the Jianglong team is still too early, my Huayuankou football school is just right."

"Football school?" Li Huajun was taken aback when he heard that.

"That's right!"

Zeng Zheng smiled slightly, his words were full of complacency.

"It's the youth training camp from before, did you see it?"

"How are the conditions?"

"I already have the teaching building and the turf."

"The certificates and so on have already been approved, and I have invited the teacher."

"Renovate after spring, and the football school will open in September!"

"If this child comes, he will be the first batch to enter school!"

Hearing this, Li Huajun was overjoyed.

"Coach Zeng, then it's a deal!"

"As soon as the school opens, I'll send this kid over immediately!"