Return to China.

The Chinese team was warmly welcomed outside the airport, and tens of thousands of fans greeted them at the airport gate. This is another crazy thing for Chinese fans after winning the gold medal in the Olympics. They were not so excited to win the Asian Cup before. The reason is very simple. The Federation Cup is world-class, and the Chinese team defeated the world champion and European champion France!

Not an Asian-level Japanese team, how can you not go crazy?!

Almost the entire Chinese media are reporting on the Chinese men's football team, and no sports can overwhelm them. Everyone has become a hero in the minds of the Chinese people.

However, Zheng Zhi did not follow the large army to attend the celebration banquet in the capital, but instead directly connected back to Chenyang at the airport. He missed his parents and hadn't seen him for almost a year.

Originally, he wanted to take his parents to Italy to live, but his parents refused to agree, saying that he had been used to living in China and that his relatives and friends were also in China. What was the difference between going abroad and living in a nursing home? Zheng Zhi had no choice but to give up. However, his career has just begun, and I believe that if nothing unexpected happens in the next ten years, he will play football in Europe, which means that he can only meet his parents a few times a year.

As soon as I got home, my parents had already prepared the meal and waited for him.

However, there were three strangers at the dinner table today, not relatives, and Zheng Zhi had never seen them. There was a very beautiful girl sitting directly opposite her. There were two middle-aged people sitting next to her, and they should be the girl’s parents.

Big eyes, long legs, ponytail, and a typical Shenyang girl when she opens her mouth. She looks about the same age as him?

During the meal, Zheng Ma kept talking with the other party.

When Zheng Zhi saw this situation, it felt like a blind date banquet?

Do both parents want to match them?

This is really deadly.

Sure enough, Zheng's mother gradually brought the topic to Zheng Zhi and the girl, becoming more and more explicit.

With respect for his parents, Zheng Zhi did not stop all this. It was just a meal, so there was no big problem. Besides, they all came to their home for dinner, so how could they not give them face?

However, after nearly two hours of eating, Zheng Zhi couldn't help it. He quickly sent a message to Wang Liang and asked Wang Liang to call him quickly.

As soon as the cell phone rang, Zheng Zhi immediately answered the phone. Before Wang Liang could speak, he started talking by himself.

"Ah, that's so serious?"

"Okay, I'll go over and take a look now, wait, I'll go over now."

Bang,

He hung up the phone. Wang Liang on the other end of the phone looked confused and didn't understand what Zheng Zhi meant. He didn't even speak, but Zheng Zhi hung up after he had been beating all the time. What's so serious? Where are you going?

"Sorry, there is something wrong with the school. I said that a player was seriously injured in playing football. I want to go over and take a look now."

“That kid is very important to the school.”

"My parents, uncles and aunts, keep eating slowly."

"this……"

Dad Zheng rolled his eyes. Is it such a coincidence?

What does it have to do with your serious injury? No matter how big the matter is, there is a principal? What can you, the chairman? Thinking about it, you know that Zheng Zhi wants to escape.

But Zheng Zhi said so, and it was difficult for him to stop Zheng Zhi.

I can only say that Zheng Zhi means not wanting to go on blind dates? But this is what Zheng Ma means, he doesn't care...

Zheng Zhi fled and took a taxi to the football school after leaving the door. He really wanted to go to the football school to see Gao Fengwen, and those little guys Huang Bowen, but he just happened to find an excuse.

Although he came by a taxi and was very low-key, he was immediately recognized by the players after entering the football school. Feng Xiaoting first discovered him and pulled Huang Bowen and screamed, "Ah, Zheng Zhi! It seems Zheng Zhi!"

"Principal Zheng!"

"Principal Zheng!"

Feng Xiaoting really dared to shout, and immediately rushed up and stood in front of Zheng Zhi excitedly.

Huang Bowen is much more courageous and dare not come over.

"You are Feng Xiaoting."

Zheng Zhi also smiled. Feng Xiaoting is so familiar with his face, he has a sweet mouth and a boldness. No wonder he can go to Korea in the future...

"Principal Zheng, do you remember me? Hehe."

"Of course I remember, I often watch your training videos. That's Huang Bowen. Huang Bowen, come here."

Huang Bowen was shocked. Principal Zheng even knew his name? It’s amazing!

The younger Huang Bowen walked over shyly and whispered: "Hello, Principal Zheng."

"Why are you so small? You're not a girl, just shout louder!" Zheng Zhi suddenly tensed his face.

Huang Bowen pulled his neck, "Hello Principal Zheng!"

The sound is indeed much louder.

“That’s right.”

"Didn't you train today? What time is it?" Zheng Zhi asked.

"I'm going to have a break today. The principal said that today's class is to review yesterday's national team game. Everyone should take a good look at how the national team players in their positions play football."

"Oh? Interesting. Then Huang Bowen, tell me, what are your learning experiences?"

Zheng Zhi immediately asked a question along the topic.

"I think..." Huang Bowen grabbed his head, "I think my admiration for you is like the water of the Yellow River, surging endlessly..."

"Stop, be serious. Why do you admire me? You have watched too many movies by Stephen Chow?" Zheng Zhi was laughed secretly, but he didn't expect that Huang Bowen was also a funny guy.

"Principal, I'm serious. I think you are definitely the No1 in the world in the midfield. If the Chinese team can beat France, you are definitely the number one hero. I imitate you every day when playing football, but I think I can't learn it?"

Huang Bowen touched his head again, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Take it slowly and you will always grow. Practice the basic skills well, read more, learn more, and practice more. The goals must be set up, and you must be high enough, believe in yourself, and you can also become a world-class player in the future. When I was as old as you, I wouldn't have many things. You are only 14 years old, and you still have a few years to build yourself."

"And you, Feng Xiaoting, what do you think?" He turned his head and looked at Feng Xiaoting.

"I……"

"I want to learn from Fan Zhiyi. I want to be a central defender like him. I can stare at Ronaldo and Anelka."

Zheng Zhi rolled his eyes and said, "What are you learning from the captain? Don't learn from him. He was almost ruined by Ronaldo and the others. No, the goal is higher, at least you have to learn from Martini."

Well, Fan Zhiyi can't do it, he has to learn from Maldini...

"I remember if there was a Zhao Xuri, why didn't I see him today?"

"Then he fucking came to see him and stay with his mother."

"Oh, that's it. Well, that's all for today's talk, I'll go find the principal of the high school."

"Remember, you must play football well! Go abroad!"

Zheng Zhi instructed, then said goodbye to them and went to Gao Fengwen's office.

Gao Fengwen lowered his head and looked at the newspaper seriously. Zheng Zhi knocked on the door gently. Gao Fengwen looked up and was very happy.

"Oh, Zheng Zhi! You're back!"

Gao Fengwen quickly stood up and met Zheng Zhi, very excited.

"Oh, you guys played so well, you got the Federation Cup."

"You don't know, I almost cried at the moment of winning the championship! You guys really brought glory to the country."

After opening the conversation, Gao Fengwen couldn't stop.

"We won the Olympic Championship and Asian Cup last year. We thought we were amazing. I didn't expect you to even win the Federation Cup. It's amazing, it's amazing. Can you win the World Cup tomorrow? Haha."

Gao Fengwen quickly poured Zheng Zhi a cup of tea.

"It's very gratifying."

"I think I can finally retire, and Chinese football has finally gotten up."

"That's true... Mr. Gao, I still want to help me run a football school for another ten years. You can't retire." Zheng Zhi gently pulled his left arm.

"I'm here this time, I actually want to ask you for something."

"What's the matter? You ask me? Tell me, Zheng Zhi speaks, I'll definitely do it."

Zheng Zhi smiled, "Actually, I'm going to open a third football school in Wuzhou, Guangxi. I thought it would be great if you could go over to host it? I don't know if it's convenient for you. After all, you are the best candidate in terms of football schools."

"The third company?" Gao Fengwen was slightly stunned, and then laughed out loud.

"OK!"

"I want to open a company in the south, with many football talents in the south, but there is no good football school. I'll go ahead with this job! There's no problem."

"Ah, thank you so much, thank you so much! I will satisfy you if you always ask for it."

"What are the requirements? No requirements. If so, then you must lead this national team well, enter the World Cup finals, and don't lose the chain. It's best to get a good result, so that we old people will be happy."

"Ha, it's easy to qualify, we can definitely qualify. Then you can just sit in front of the TV and watch the game. As for the results, it depends on luck. We will definitely do our best. The results of the Federation Cup are actually nothing. France and Brazil have not come to the main players, so we can't be blinded by the champion."

Then Zheng Zhi sighed and said:

"Old Gao, in the next ten years, it depends on whether we can continue to produce blood for Chinese football. Otherwise, if the talents are withered, the national team's performance will also deteriorate. I always think that our current football model is unhealthy, but there are not many ways. I can only continue to expand the school, the more the better. Ten years, twenty years, thirty years..."

Gao Fengwen didn't keep answering, just listened and savored the meaning of Zheng Zhi's words. The football model is wrong, but it is helpless. At this stage, we can only do it within our ability. Unexpectedly, Zheng Zhi, who was young, thought about so much and did so much for Chinese football.

Then Zheng Zhi said, "Wu Di is ready to run some children abroad."
To be continued...