Lao Gao, who went out and boarded the car, talked with Wang Ai for a while and then both fell silent. After a while, Lao Gao sighed: "Some people really don't know if they are enemy or friendly."

: "Hey, can't see China is good? Okay, I won't scold them this time, let them be rampant, wait until June..."

Hearing this, Lao Gao, who was driving a broken Toyota, couldn't help but turned his head and looked at Wang Ai with a sullen tone: "Do you hate them, oh, this group of people who are called and called Gongzhi so much?"

"Wang Jingwei, do you hate it?" Wang Ai asked unhappyly.

Lao Gao opened his mouth and was silent.

Instead, Wang Ai came to talk about Xing: "Let’s say, every one of my bourgeois pups has become a communist, but there is a group of proletarian dogs... children, more capitalists than me! We were all proletarians before. The internationalists of China, now the other way round, are all bourgeois internationalists."

"I'm telling you!" Wang Ai pulled Lao Gao's sleeves: "We have some think tanks, do you guess so? I think that the Chinese are not civilized and the Chinese civilization is not advanced. They have been advising the central government to open up immigration and let European whites. Come and reform our bloodline, what are you talking about! Sometimes I really want to give up everything and kill them."

Lao Gao still steadily controlled the steering wheel: "If you have this breath, you can play the World Cup well. Your goal is achieved, and it is better than anything else."

"Ah yes!" Wang Ai shook his fist: "I want to destroy them spiritually. The more they look down on China, Chinese people, and Chinese civilization, the more I have to support them. I will torture them spiritually and make them lose their faith. , Lost hope, lost ideals, and finally couldn't survive, and queued up on the rooftop! I'll set off firecrackers then!

Lao Gao was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "So, you absolutely don't support the naturalization policy?"

"Who dares to mention this, I am at odds with him!"

"But Japan has been there for a long time. After all, your next generation's performance is not good. It makes people worry that introducing some foreign high-level athletes can pass a period of danger."

"Do we love China or achievements?" Wang Ai immediately asked, "Children don't think of being ugly, dogs don't think of being poor at home. There were countless patriots running around in old China, let alone today?"

"It's even a Chinese citizen after naturalization."

"No!" Wang Ai still shook his head: "The spiritual Chinese talent is Chinese. The ancients also said that Yidi enters Huaxia, China. This entry is not a physical addition, but a spiritual addition, identifying with Chinese language, culture, and culture. Food, politics, and eagerly willing to live in this country forever and future generations, and also willing to give everything for this country, are more dedicated than the native Chinese, and I admit that he is Chinese. Football. Are naturalized Chinese people? No, they are experts in essence! But if it is something related to the national economy and the people’s livelihood, we can introduce foreign experts. After all, we have to live with this thing. Is football enough for the national economy and the people’s livelihood? If the country abandons the red line of 1.8 billion acres of arable land and builds a golf course at will, the weakness of Chinese football is not a question of race, but a question of the stage of development. It’s like golf. You promise that in less than twenty years, Chinese golfers will be able to rule the world, but the price is that China’s food prices are soaring, and the country’s vital lifeline is controlled by foreigners. The people, especially the bottom, can’t eat enough. less?"

Lao Gao once again called Wang Aitong to be silent.

"Chinese football will really fail in the future. We will explain to the people why we can't and get the people's understanding." Wang Ai breathed a sigh of relief: "But regardless of whether the people understand or not, we can't build a foreign gun team. Come back to comfort ourselves and paralyze the people. The Chinese people don't need this. We have struggled from the edge of death to this day. What we rely on is calmness and objectivity, what we rely on is facing the cruel reality and dripping blood, not by spiritual opium!"

"Okay, I get it." Lao Gao smiled: "You..."

Wang Ai shook his head and looked at Lao Gao: "Guide Gao, I will tell you very seriously, please go back and tell those who asked you to tell me this, I don’t care who he is, I don’t care what he has to do with me, as long as he If you dare to push this, even if he is dead, I will have to pee on his tombstone."

Lao Gao Xiaoxiao shook his head: "Which is so complicated, you're home now, take a good rest and come to Xiannongtan tomorrow."

Wang Ai hummed open the car door and said before leaving: "By the way, we probably can't hide this from Director Wei, but he won't open it. Above..."

Wang Ai pointed his finger at the sky: "I have already reported it through Zhao Dan's channel. No matter how messy the outside is, our head will know it well, so we can just sit on the Diaoyutai."

Old Gao nodded: "Okay, I see."

Seeing Wang Ai's figure disappearing in the door, Lao Gao sighed, took out a box of red clouds from the hand table and lit one, and took a deep breath. He didn't expect Wang Ai's attitude to be so fierce and tough. , Leave no room. It is a kind of exuberant national and national pride. Although there is no lack of young people’s self-confidence and even arrogance, it is not like reality that they would rather fall and get up on their own instead of others’ support. They would rather be scolded and persevere to the end. The determination to compromise still made Lao Gao's hand tremble.

"What he means is that even if China loses, it can let the people face up to the problem, find the problem, and then make steady progress. If the Huaer Yangjian team is hired, it will conceal the problem and let our people lose it. Pleasure, unwilling to struggle, unwilling to face up to the problem, face up to the reality, on the contrary, it hurts the national spirit and will cause even greater problems in the future." Lao Gao said on the phone: "It should be the first time he has spoken to me so harshly. I can feel that even if I want to mention this, he will turn his face... No! He is ready to turn his face with me."

"Neither can you?" asked in surprise over there.

Lao Gao grinned: "He is a high-achieving student at Renmin University, aren't all the people coming from that place like this? Once you encounter a principled problem, you have to lean back on personal feelings or something."

I don’t know if it’s admiration or sarcasm, "I really am a communist."

Lao Gao didn't say a word, and he didn't feel much taste there, so he chatted a few words and hung up the phone.

Lao Gao drove out of the car for a while, and suddenly he was exhausted, so he stopped again and pulled out the phone and sent a text message to Wang Ai: "I am also a proud Chinese!"