The phone just hung up and immediately rang again.
Li Tiancheng picked it up and looked at it, and quickly wiped his face: "Mom, didn't you just call last night? Is there something wrong?"
"Chengcheng." Xu Jingfang covered her phone and carefully looked around. Li Yuanchao was staring at the newspaper. He didn't seem to care at all. If his ears were not so straight, it would be more like: "I heard that you are going to treason?"
Li Tiancheng was caught off guard, choked on his saliva, and coughed violently...
After coughing for a while, he returned to normal: "Mom, you are my real mother, and you would never bury someone like this!"
"Didn't I say that after reading online news?" Xu Jingfang suddenly became a little embarrassed.
"What did they say again?" Li Tiancheng suddenly tensed up. Although these hateful guys can't affect him, they can always disgust his family.
"Oh, this time they just said it was possible." Xu Jingfang reacted: "They said that many European football powers are planning to naturalize you, and they said it in a decent way. They also said that Spain had the upper hand and so on."
"Oh, it's rare that there is no chaos." Li Tiancheng answered subconsciously.
"It really happened." Xu Jingfang's tone suddenly increased. Li Yuanchao immediately threw down the newspaper and turned to look this way: "I can tell you that although my mother doesn't understand football, my parents also follow everything about football.
You, it’s up to you to make your own decision, but this won’t work!”
"mom……"
"What the hell," Xu Jingfang said angrily, "This matter is non-negotiable. Your great-grandfather was a guerrilla, your grandfather fought against the United States and aided Korea, and your father fought back against Vietnam. Our family has strong roots. We must not betray the country because of football. The World Cup
No way, your great-grandfather faced twenty gold bars back then..."
"Mom, mom..." Li Tiancheng interrupted quickly. This old story sounded endless: "Mom, I said it happened, but I didn't say I agreed!"
"I didn't agree!" Xu Jingfang softened her tone, and Li Yuanchao picked up the newspaper again: "You kid, you didn't tell me earlier, you scared me, I tell you son, this means your grandpa doesn't know how to surf the Internet, otherwise this
His old man called him right now. Fortunately, I asked you for confirmation first, otherwise the matter would have been a big deal."
"Yes, yes, thank you mom for being so generous."
"That is……"
…
Li Tiancheng hung up the phone, let out a sigh of relief, and relaxed his whole body. As expected, his mother is his only nemesis.
"Boss, what's wrong?" Xiao Xie saw Li Tiancheng put down his mobile phone and walked over again.
"It's nothing." Li Tiancheng smiled brightly and heartily: "Thank you, brother."
"exist."
"I'm going to become the national football team, the Chinese national football team!" Li Tiancheng said decisively: "Brother Xie, help me call Jose."
"Yes." Xiao Xie turned around and left without hesitation.
Waiting for Jose to arrive, Li Tiancheng reorganized his thoughts and finally nodded. This was indeed the final decision.
"Jose." Li Tiancheng looked at Jose steadily and watched him walk in front of him.
"I am a Chinese first, and then a football player. I hope to represent my country. Maybe the Chinese men's football team is not worth mentioning, but it is a supreme honor to represent China. I want to accept the call-up for the Chinese national team!"
"Okay." Jose nodded and exhaled, and the sound of exhalation was clearly audible: "I understand, I will reply to the Spanish Football Association immediately."
Jose relaxed completely: "Although this is a pity, at least there will be no economic losses."
"After receiving the notice from the club, it's time to contact Brother Hai. It would be good to go together." Li Tiancheng began to look forward to a career in the national team.
"You seem to be impressed by this person?" Jose was a little confused. Li didn't accept other people's personalities just because he was a compatriot.
"This is a person with ideas. We talked about Chinese football." Li Tiancheng talked about the content of the two people's chat. Of course, it was only a rough summary.
"This is pretty much what I was thinking." Jose raised his hands and was about to cross his fingers when he realized there was no table in front of him. He crossed his hands across his chest and said, "The Chinese Football Association is oriented towards the results of the national team. This is a typical Olympic model; you are
What a compatriot said is that the football industry is the core, which is the sports industry model."
"All football powers are the result of vigorously developing the football industry with professional leagues as the center, without exception!"
"And this is why I said that I underestimated the difficulty. China doesn't care about the sports industry at all. Chinese people don't like sports at all. It is too difficult to develop the football industry in China. It is simply a hell of a difficulty."
"How could we not like sports? Every time we go to the Olympics or the World Cup, the crowds of people are not just talkative!" Li Tiancheng frowned.
"You also said that it is the Olympic Games and the World Cup. How many of your strong Olympic sports are accessible to ordinary people, and what is the penetration rate? After all, there is no professional sports industry in China." Jose was still very sure: "You are not
If you love sports, you are just patriotic, and the sense of national honor is what you care about most."
Seeing that Li Tiancheng was still not convinced and seemed to want to say something else, Jose continued: "I'm not going to argue with you today. If Chinese football wants to develop, it must start from the professional league. Do you agree with this?"
Li Tiancheng nodded, this is correct.
"I just want to remind you that it is very difficult to promote the progress of Chinese football starting from the league. It is much more difficult than we originally expected. You must be mentally prepared."
Li Tiancheng stared at Jose, who looked back frankly without flinching.
"Okay, I remember." Li Tiancheng nodded: "Isn't it a bit early to consider this now? It will be too late to talk about this after I win the Golden Globe Award."
Jose nodded, it's a bit difficult. Not only must the performance be undisputedly excellent, but also the World Cup and European Cup years must be avoided. Even the Asian Cup, I don't know if it will be a help or a hindrance.
While he was deep in thought, his cell phone rang. Jose walked aside and answered the phone.
"plum!"
"What." Li Tiancheng was a little bored. He was about to take a few long shots to relieve his boredom when he heard Jose calling him. He turned back to look at Jose, still a little surprised. Haven't you finished talking?
"I received a notice from Liverpool Club. The call letter from the Chinese Football Association has arrived. I have replied to them that you will accept the call!" Jose said with a solemn expression: "This matter is settled."
"Okay," Li Tiancheng said with a relaxed expression, "I'll ask Brother Hai when he will set off."
Li Tiancheng's decision was conveyed to several places instantly.
Spain, Madrid, in an office of the Spanish Football Federation, a Mediterranean man put down the fax in his hand and chuckled: "This kid is still young, but there is still a chance. He will soon know how dangerous society is. Fortunately, the international football team
The federation has changed the rules.”
In a room in the CCTV building in the imperial capital of China, Liu Jianhong laughed loudly: "I said Li Tiancheng would not be confused!"
Liverpool, Melwood training base, Paco walked into the office: "Rafa, Li's agent replied that Li has decided to accept the call-up from the Chinese Football Association and return to Asia to participate in the World Cup preliminaries."
Benitez was writing quickly at his desk and nodded to express his acceptance.
Paco had long been accustomed to his behavior and didn't care. He just complained to himself: "Hell, we can't even organize training when the international match day comes."
"This is a wealthy club, isn't it?" Benitez finally raised his head: "Don't talk about this. Although we lost the last game, it also verified our idea. We are suitable to play 4231. Now we need to continue
Push forward.”
Paco:……
Okay, workaholics, let's move on.
Picking up the videotape and heading towards the machine: "There are still many problems with the players' movements..."