Chapter 1822 Short-term goals

"My goal...I want to win the World Cup for my country."

After Luo Kai finished speaking, he saw that Balia was stunned.

His reaction to Barea was not surprising, because it was a normal reaction for anyone who heard that the Chinese team was going to win the World Cup.

Then he would hear Balia's exclamation.

Or ridicule.

but no.

Barea, who came back to his senses, gave him a thumbs up: "Nice job, Luo! This is indeed a very, very, very lofty goal. It is worth fighting for the entire career."

This friend's reaction made Luo Kai a little bit embarrassed:

When Hu Lai said that, the first reaction of our own fans was ridicule, questioning, and abuse, but they didn't believe it... No, it's normal not to believe it, but they didn't even encourage it.

But the Chinese fans cannot be blamed for this.

Because at that time, Chinese football really didn't let people see even a glimmer of hope.

At that time, the Chinese team once again failed in the 2022 Qatar World Cup qualifiers.

Anyone, not even the craziest Chinese fan, would dare to imagine that the Chinese team will win the World Cup one day.

So...Although he said the same goal, he still lost to Hu Lai.

Because he said these words when Chinese football was already able to vaguely see the dawn, the courage and confidence required were completely different from those of Hu Lai back then.

At that time, let alone he didn't dare to say it, he didn't even dare to think about it.

So the gap between me and him is not because he came to Europe to play football.

But since then... I am not as good as him.

Thinking of this, despite the encouragement and praise from his friend Ricardo Balia, Luo Kai was not happy at all.

He forced a smile and thanked Barea for his encouragement.

Balia had no idea what kind of twists and turns Luo Kai had gone through in his heart.

He put his arms around Luo Kai and squeezed Luo Kai's shoulders: "In this way, I should also modify my goal to lead Portugal to win the World Cup. Because if I can win the World Cup, then I can definitely get the 'Golden Ball' gentlemen'!"

"But the World Cup only happens every four years, Ricardo. 'Mr. Ballon d'Or' comes every year. If you count on winning the World Cup and getting 'Mr. Ballon d'Or', then you only have one chance every four years. " Luo Kai persuaded.

"Ah, yes. If I can help Tramed win the Premier League and the Champions League, then I can also become 'Mr. Golden Ball'!" Barea thought for a while and said: "Well, world champion It’s a long-term goal, so let’s set a short-term goal first.”

"Short-term goals?"

"Yes, the short-term goal is to help the team win the Premier League and Champions League this season first!"

Because they have already been eliminated in the FA Cup and the League Cup, Tramed only has the league and Champions League titles left to compete for this season.

This time it was Luo Kai's turn to look at Balia in surprise.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"No..." Luo Kai laughed when he came back to his senses, "Very well, let's aim for the 'Double Crown'."

He thought for a while and then asked, "Do you need to tell other teammates?"

"No." Balia shook his head. "Not everyone likes this kind of oppressive goal. Telling them in advance will make them nervous. It's just the two of us working together and running the team forward. When we drag them all to run After getting up, it’s up to them!”

Balia was proud of his plan.

Luo Kai was moved by what he said, and he thought about what it would be like if he was the double champion this season.

Maybe that would be the first time he didn't have to take advantage of the time when Hu Lai didn't have a game, to be on the hot search...

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Watching his son bow his head to eat, Chen Hantang finally said after a long time of mental preparation: "I have discussed with your mother. After this World Cup is over, I will not be here to accompany you."

Chen Xingyi stopped, looked up at his father, nodded and said, "You really should go back to accompany my mother."

Chen Hantang was a little sad: "Why don't you keep it?"

"Dad, don't go."

"No, I still have to go."

Chen Xingyi spread his hands: "Look, you just follow a procedure."

Chen Hantang said with a smile: "Actually, I was very hesitant. I called your mother the other day and said that I wanted to go back, but I didn't want to go back."

"Why hesitate?" Chen Xingyi asked curiously.

"Isn't this missing you?"

"Heh..." Chen Xingyi grinned.

Chen Hantang didn't care about his son's attitude. The father and son had been getting along like this for a long time, and they had long been used to it.

He continued: "At first, I was really worried about you. But after watching your game against the Turin Bulls, I thought I could go back."

"Because my wings are stiff?"

"Your wings have hardened a long time ago..." Chen Hantang sighed. "It's really useless for me to stay here. I just cook for you every day, making me look like an old lady... The only advantage is to satisfy my own pleasure of watching the game live. At first, I was worried. You are not used to life here, after all, it is the first time you have traveled so far... Now that you are more open than me, there is no need for me to stay here. I can still accompany your mother when I go back, and it will not delay your finding a girl friend…"

It was normal at the beginning, but Chen Xingyi almost vomited when he heard it: "What the hell? What does it have to do with me looking for a girlfriend?"

Chen Hantang looked at his son who was in a panic, well, he panicked...

"I know, I'm at home, it's inconvenient for you to bring someone back..."

"Dad, don't talk about it like I'm looking for compensated dating, okay?"

"Ouch? Do you understand 'compensated dating'?"

"I... I'm going to be twenty-seven soon, Dad!"

"Alas..." Hearing this, Chen Hantang let out a long sigh.

"Why are you sighing again?"

"Time flies, you are almost twenty-seven. Sometimes I always think you are seventeen..."

"Dad, are you mocking me for being twenty-seven and not having a girlfriend, the same as when I was seventeen?" Chen Xingyi tentatively made his interpretation.

Chen Hantang waved his hand: "No, you think too much. I just feel that time flies so fast."

"Okay..." Chen Xingyi nodded, and continued to bury his head in his meal.

"But what you said makes sense. You're not ugly, why don't you have a girlfriend?"

Chen Xingyi really wanted to slap himself—let you interpret it blindly!

Fortunately, his father did not continue to discuss this issue in depth, but changed the subject: "After I leave, you are both free and not free. Freedom means that you can do whatever you want. If you are not free, you can do whatever you want." It depends on your self-awareness. But I think you should be able to do well."

"Don't worry, Dad." Chen Xingyi also raised his head and said seriously. "I still have this awareness."

Then he bowed his head to eat again.

As he was eating, he raised his head with a feeling in his heart, and saw that his father was still looking at him.

"Is there anything else?"

Chen Hantang shook his head: "No."

"Then you don't eat, just looking at me will be enough?"

Chen Hantang was overjoyed, he shook his head and said, "I can't get enough of it, but you can make me full... I mean before, when you were young."

"I was mad at you when I was young?" Chen Xingyi frowned.

He feels that he has always been "other people's child", sensible and well-behaved, and is the pride of his parents. His academic performance is good, so his mother objected to him taking the road of professional football. In football, his achievements also satisfied his father, who is a veteran football fan.

"Why not? When you were young, when you were very young, you especially liked to rummage through boxes and cabinets. Then you found out my private money, and gave it to your mother like a treasure..."

Chen Xingyi was embarrassed: "You remember such a small thing!"

Chen Hantang said viciously: "I can remember you forever!"

"As for?"

Chen Hantang, who was asked back by his son, did not answer right away, but took a deep breath first, then nodded slowly, and said in a tone of someone who has experienced it: "As for. When you get married in the future... you will know."

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Chen Xingyi didn't dare to refute his father anymore.

He remembered that brother Huan said that he was urged to marry before, when he was almost twenty-seven?

Sure enough, every young Chinese has to go through this stage, and it doesn't matter what your identity is.

He, Chen Xingyi, was able to conquer the "iceberg", but he couldn't escape the marriage urging from his parents...

Thinking of this, Chen Xingyi felt that it was better for his father to stay in China.

At least you don't have to always have someone nagging in your ear:

When did you leave the single?

When asked by Hu Lai, he could still point his **** back.

If my father asked me that, I really had to bear it...

Chen Hantang watched his son bow his head to eat, took out his mobile phone and typed to his wife:

"I told our son that he was reluctant to let me go and wanted me to stay for another season. But I rejected him. You can't just spend time with your son and not with your wife! I also took the opportunity to educate that kid so that He will love his wife like his father in the future!"

(end of this chapter)