In the office of Yang Wenlong's football training class, the dilapidated coffee table was cleaned up and served with meals from the takeaway. Four people sat around the coffee table and were chatting while eating.

The four people present were Gao Zheng and Gao Zheng's mentor Yang Wenlong, as well as Zhao Ju, and Yang Wenlong's friend Guo Wei.

It is said that Gao Zheng "feasted" them, but they never thought they would be in such a place, such a "feast"...

"...I have an idea, old man, how about making your training class bigger?" Gao Zheng suddenly said.

Yang Wenlong glared at him: "Why do you think it's broken here?"

Zhao Ju shrunk his neck, he was afraid that the old man was angry, and stared at him with a bell-shaped. When they played football under the old man since childhood, as long as the old man glared, everyone would dare not breathe.

But there are always exceptions.

Gao Zheng said with a smile: "Yeah, it's too broken."

"Your kid!" Yang Wenlong habitually grabbed the broom. He caught an empty room and found that there was no broom in the house. When cleaning the house just now, Gao Zheng threw it outside the door-obviously this kid has been since then Prepare in advance.

He didn’t catch the broom, still staring at Gao Zheng: "You can feed me even in this broken place!"

"That's right, Xiao Gao. You don't want to see this place broken. After you have advertised a few times, there are still a lot of students. Now there are more people learning to play here than before..." Guo Wei and Yang Wenlong He is a good friend and also helps Yang Wenlong speak.

Gao Zheng smiled and said, "I know, Uncle Guo, there must be no problem in supporting the old man and the maid of honor. But old man, are you doing this football training class, just to feed yourself?"

He turned his head to look at his teacher, still smiling on his face, but his eyes and questions were very sharp.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a bit awkward.

Guo Wei originally wanted to say something in the round, but he had a high EQ while walking in the mall all year round. Naturally, he knew that it was not when he intervened, so he sat quietly watching Gao Zheng and Yang Wenlong.

Yang Wenlong continued to stare: "Isn't it right to feed myself?"

"Yes, very right. But old man, others are such people, you are not such a person." Gao Zheng continued to stare at Yang Wenlong, his attitude was almost rude to others. "You are not the kind of person who does a job just to earn a salary to feed yourself."

This time Yang Wenlong continued to stare at Gao Zheng, but said nothing.

"Why did you come here after I went to Milan? Surely it's not because the mother-in-law missed home so easily?"

"I know……"

As soon as Zhao Ju opened his mouth, Yang Wenlong stared at him: "Shut up!"

Zhao Ju narrowed his neck and sat back again, daring not to say anything.

"Actually, I also know, old man."

Hearing Gao Zheng saying this, Yang Wenlong's eyes that were enough to kill again turned to Zhao Ju. Zhao Zhao, who was sitting on the sidelines, quickly waved his hand: "Not what I said! Really not..."

Guo Wei also looked at Yang Wenlong curiously. He only met Yang Wenlong after he moved to this city. He didn't know about Lao Yang's previous experience, because Lao Yang never elaborated.

Gao Zheng told Lao Yang when he asked him for help. He didn't know that the genius boy who went to AC Milan at that young age turned out to be a proud disciple who was trained by Lao Yang.

Faced with Gao Zheng's staring eyes and Guo Wei's curious glance, Yang Wenlong defeated and he sighed: "It's no big deal either, it's not that the two players who changed their age to play the National Games were reported to them, offending the leader Well. Leaders need achievements. I let the leader’s achievements disappear, and I’m not willing to admit mistakes. Then go..."

"Ah, what's the matter?" Guo Wei was surprised. He heard Lao Yang say this for the first time.

In fact, he has always been curious. Why would a coach who can train such a good player like Gao Zheng fall to the point of starting a small football training class in this broken place...

Unexpectedly, it was because he offended the local leaders.

"It was this matter that made Director Yang leave us..." Zhao Ju nodded.

"Old man, was the leader who forced you to leave surnamed Sun?" Gao Zheng asked.

"That's the grandson!" Zhao Ju answered Yang Wenlong, very angry. "That grandson is now the deputy director of the Sports Bureau there. God is really not long-eyed, so the grandson can be the deputy director..."

"Hey. This time I went back, he wanted to see me again, but I refused." Gao Zheng smiled.

Guo Wei was a little worried: "Xiao Gao, you still have to be careful. Others say they are also officials. You don't give others face, be careful. They give you a stumbling block..."

Gao Zheng hasn't said anything yet. Yang Wenlong next to him swears: "Guan Fart! Can he manage Gao Zheng? Gao Zheng plays football abroad, he plays professional football, and it's not in the system. What did he get? If he really tripped Gao Zheng, that's okay, I'll see how he died..."

Guo Wei said again: "Also, you are now in this position of fame, are you afraid of the deputy director of a local sports bureau?"

Gao Zheng did not continue to discuss the Director Sun, but said to Yang Wenlong: "I know that old man you are not the kind of people who live together, so I said if you want to make your football training class bigger? Did you leave? Forced, then start again now."

Yang Wenlong waved his hand: "You play well, don't worry about my things..."

"I don't affect this thing if I play football well. Old man, I tell you the serious thing. Zhao and I both know that you have a set for teaching children to play football, but this broken place really allows you to play it. Yes, I don’t believe you are so willing to waste time here. Who said that you want to train talents for Chinese football?"

Yang Wenlong was amused: "Don't mention Chinese football to me, I see more of those broken things than you!"

Gao Zheng didn't argue with Yang Wenlong, but nodded: "Okay, let's not mention Chinese football, even if we don't cultivate talents for Chinese football, is it always right to teach children to play?"

"Am I teaching?"

"How many children can teach in this place?"

"The place is so big, the coach is just me, and I can't teach if there is more."

"Who says you want to teach here?"

"Your kid is so loud now, where are you going to teach? Are you going to rebuild the football school?"

Gao Zheng waved his hand: "That cost is too high, and I don't want to do it."

"Then what are you going to do?" Yang Wenlong was very strange.

And not only him, Guo Wei and Zhao Ju are very strange, they stared at Gao Zheng curiously, wanting to know the answer from him.

"I think... old man, you see you on this weekday, usually half a day on workdays, the children have to go to school, and no one comes to learn football, that is, there are only people on the weekends, five days a week, this place is wasted, you give it in vain The rent, but it can't produce value. I want to re-adjust the course, usually let those adults who want to play football come to the court to take a game, charge them some money, provide them with water and venue, let them play The ball. It doesn’t delay you teaching your kids to play football this weekend..."

"You just want to pay attention to this?" Yang Wenlong said coldly looking at Gao Zheng.

"You listened to me, old man. I wanted to set up a football training company, but instead of relying on these two football fields to train children to play football, I sent the grass-roots coaches to the school and went to various elementary schools to establish football with them. Training courses, using the school’s existing venues and students to build football interest classes. We have coaches and some training facilities to teach elementary students to play football..."

Gao Zheng said while listening to Guo Wei, he didn't care much at first, but the more he listened, the more he became enchanted. He heard his eyes light up here.

"In this way, we have invested less, the costs can be controlled, and we can expand the business. You know, the old man and you are gold signs. A coach who can train me is willing to teach children in elementary school. Are they happy to play football? Are they happy? Are parents happy? Are they happy?"

Guo Wei also stood up at this time to express his support for Gao Zheng: "The proposal of Xiao Gao is very idea. It is just now that the country has begun to attach great importance to campus football, but many of our campus football is still limited to let the children hold the football At the point of doing football exercises, there is a lack of talent training for a real professional system. Many schools actually suffer from not knowing how to engage in football. They and the professional football training system seem to be two completely unrelated worlds. So I think Xiao Gao’s idea is good, No matter whether it is policy or feasibility..."

Yang Wenlong turned to look at Guo Wei, a little surprised: "Is he really talking nonsense?"

"Hey, old man, don't underestimate me!"

"I thought you knew how to play football..."

"I've seen the world anyway!"

Guo Wei also nodded: "I can hear that Xiao Gao has thought about it seriously, not a whim of his brain. Perhaps Xiao Gao has not studied any market data or entrepreneurial experience, but as a A successful professional player, I believe his intuition must be accurate."

This time, Zhao Ju was also surprised. He did not expect that Guo Wei, an entrepreneur, would give such a high evaluation to Zheng Ge in business. If in football, no matter how other people brag about his brother, he will never be surprised. But he really didn't expect that his brother actually had business acumen...Bang brother was omnipotent!

Gao Zheng was also very proud: "I said I was talking about serious things!"

"Lao Yang, I think Xiao Gao’s words can really be seriously considered. You may need to run in person early and get tired. But later on the right track, you can become the head coach of the training coach, and the coach you train will go again. Various schools serve as youth coaches..."

"I think it makes sense. Youge and Yang guided you to be the gold signboard of this company. You don't even need to play any ads. When you talk about it, you are the one you cultivated. Everyone is sure to believe you..." Zhao Ju is also nearby. chime in.

But Yang Wenlong shook his head: "This kid wasn't cultivated by me. Master led the door to practice personally. His current achievement has nothing to do with me..."

"Why doesn't it matter?" Gao Zheng retorted. "It wasn't you who left me, can I have today?"

"Then I just led you into the door..."

"If it were not you who insisted on letting me go to the ground and not letting me rely on the body, can I have such excellent foot skills today? To know that when I saw my body, almost a coach asked me to play on the body, if I Believe them, then I might really have to give up football after I was seriously injured. What does that mean? It means that you have a unique vision and are good at teaching students according to their aptitude. And besides me, haven't you trained many professional players?"

Yang Wenlong heard the words "professional player" and glanced at Zhao Ju. Zhao Ju bowed his head in shame.

"Of course the most important reason is, old man, I know how much you care about teaching children to play football. Although you always scold them, you actually like to teach children to play football. I think this is better than anything All are important. If we want to teach children to play football, not to make them professional players in the future, but to make them like football. And this needs to be done by a coach who likes to teach them to play football. In my mind, Old man, you are the best one."

Yang Wenlong no longer squinted at Gao Zheng, he fell into silence.

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PS, the content of this chapter is a projection of one of my ideas. Gao Zheng's idea is actually my idea.

Even if it is YY, it is a kind of thinking about campus football.

We are too short of children to play football, these are the reserve forces of our Chinese football.

But we still lack primary coaches who teach children to play football. They are hematopoietic. Without enough good youth football coaches, we don't have enough good young players.

I can't do anything about real football, so I can only do a little work on Chinese football in the world I built according to my ideas...

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