"Gentlemen, the basic lineup has been determined now. Goalkeepers: Wang Dalei, Liu Zhenli, Zhang Lu. Guards Feng Xiaoting, Deng Zhuoxiang, Cui Nanri, Rong Hao, Dai Lin. Midfielders Zhao Xuri, Hao Junmin, Chen Tao, Yu Dabao, Feng Renliang, Wang Yongpo. Forward Yang Xu, Dong Fangzhuo, Zhu Ting, Xu Zhan. 18 people. There are three over-age players and one player of the right age has not been confirmed."

Assistant coach Chi Shangbin and Su Maozhen turned their attention to Jose, and the Dutchman's speech was of great importance.

"There are a few overseas players who can choose from: Sun Jihai, Shao Jiayi, Zheng Zhi, Li Tie..."

Master Yang looked at Jose in confusion. This guy has never spoken so unrighteously.

Seeing that the Dutch did not express their opinions, Chi Shangbin said instead: "The current lineup has fewer defense lines. Li Weifeng is pretty good, so you can consider it."

There has been a lot of debate in China about the candidates for three over-age players. Li Weifeng, who performed well in the league, has a high voice for being selected. Because according to the data statistics system and point system given by Mr. Yang, Li Weifeng ranks among the top in all aspects of data. However, since Mr. Yang formed the national team, Mr. Yang has seemed to have been automatically ignored by Mr. Yang and has never been selected on the roster.

Su Maozhen joined the coaching team in 2007. This rough-looking Shandong man passed the B-level coaching training after retirement and went to Manchester United to study twice. He is a rare learning talent in the Chinese football circle. As for his career, Mr. Yang, who knows many behind the scenes, sighed. His straightforward personality and focused belief made Mr. Yang choose Su Maozhen as an assistant coach.

"I think Han Peng on the forward line is a good choice. There must be a player in the midfield, so Zheng Zhi can." Su Maozhen's words were straightforward.

"Then add Han Peng and Zheng Zhi." From a friendly perspective, Yang Shishi and Shao Jiayi in Germany have been intimate. They have been in touch for so many years. Zheng Zhi, who belongs to Zhu Guanghu's disciple, is far away from him and has not had much interaction. The two are the purest working relationship. However, in terms of competition, there are no shortages of organizers like Wang Yongpo and Chen Tao in the midfield of the National Olympic Team, so they finally chose Zheng Zhi. Yang Shishi paused, "As for Li Weifeng, let me think about it again." The relationship between Yang Shishi and Li Weifeng has not been good since taking over the national team. No one said anything when Yang Shishi won, but people always mentioned this name when they lost. Joining Li Weifeng is not only the embarrassment of "slapping himself", but also the influence of their influence among young players. The core of the Chinese team should not be on the back line.

Some people have questioned Mr. Yang's behavior, believing that he did not follow the rules, and set up the point model himself but did not abide by it. However, Mr. Yang's position as the head coach was stable, so such a weak questioning voice was automatically blocked. In Mr. Yang's words, "The door of the national team is open to everyone, and the point rules are just a reference. Li Weifeng is an excellent player, and I think he will be selected for the national team at the right time." So there is no shortage of good central defenders at this stage, and Li Weifeng's red and yellow card deducted him a lot of points.

Just as Master Yang was hesitating, Jose finally couldn't hold it in. He turned on the computer and clicked on a video, and tapped the desktop with his fingers.

"I want you to see this. I'm 14 years old and named Leonardo Redon. The Chinese name is Li Leidong. My father is an officer at the Chinese Embassy in Germany."

Everyone turned their eyes to the video: A small player skillfully controlled the ball, and the picture was full of scenes of him playing with his opponent's rushing to shoot.

As the picture changed, the boy's opponent turned into a tall and powerful adult player, and he did not lose his advantage in the high-intensity confrontation. Everyone widened their eyes and the boy's talent was simply amazing.

“Where’s the location?”

"Front midfielder or forward?"

"It seems to be a libero in the frontcourt. The coach didn't give him a fixed role."

"I'll go, why is this kid's skills so good? How can Germany train players with such excellent skills?"

Jose rolled his eyes: "My teacher Adriansey discovered the child. He was only 8 years old when he found him. It's a pity that he couldn't help him apply for Dutch citizenship, otherwise I would have had a midfield core for ten years in the Netherlands."

Master Yang also rolled his eyes: "How can our great Celestial people be naturalized in other countries? (Don't recognize dual nationality.) He is the only one, take this child to see the world!"

Su Maozhen and Chi Shangbin looked at each other and gave a thumbs up in their hearts: In such an important game, take a 14-year-old child to see the world. You should know that this is the Olympics. The new Football Association leadership team specifically emphasized the importance of this game in private. However, Mr. Yang's position in the Chinese football world was so transcendent that he could not defeat the leaders of the Chinese Football Association. It is really true that no matter how the situation changes, I will remain unshakable. It is said that there are leaders above to protect... You know what your surname is.

"There is still one place that exceeds the age."

"Li Weifeng," said Yang. In this way, the 22-person list of the National Olympic Team participating in the 2008 Olympic Games was officially established.

When Mr. Yang and Chi Shangbin walked out of the office, Mr. Yang kindly patted Mr. Yang on the shoulder: "I sent the address book to your email address, don't forget to call the players."

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Beijing in August shocked the world. The grand opening ceremony of the Olympic Games made the British grit their teeth - you are all so awesome, how can we play?

The Olympic football stadium is the new battlefield for Mr. Yang. In this group stage, the Chinese team, Belgium, Brazil and New Zealand were assigned to a group. The venue for the game was the Chinese team's blessed land - Shenyang Wulihe Sports Center.

Since May, the Chinese National Olympic Team has gathered in Shenyang for pre-match training. All overseas players of the right age have returned to the team, and young talents from the domestic league have also been added.

The media were amazed by Mr. Yang's recruitment of a 14-year-old player. What can such a young player do? Just like Walcott, he sat on the bench and watched the World Cup?

Lei Dong was not uncomfortable at all on the training ground, and his every move was quite like a general.

"This kid is not bad." Jose stood proudly next to Master Yang.

"No, awesome guy."

"Can he really play?"

"I'm afraid I can't. Because this is the effect I want - if the media pays attention to this child, they will pay less attention to others and less pressure on us."

Jose grabbed his hair and muttered, "Yang, no wonder you can win the second place in the Champions League. If you lead a strong team, you probably have won the championship now."

Master Yang looked at the field and his thoughts floated to the Champions League.

Irving was wearing a red No. 10 back, Martins's heartfelt flip after scoring the goal, and the tears left by Dong Fangzhuo after he finally shot the penalty kick. Scenes replayed in front of him like a movie.

"By the way, have you received the invitation now? Where will you go after preparing for the Olympics?"

"There are several companies, Wigan, Tottenham, and Palermo, Italy, and Naples."

"Tsk tsk~ It's really good. Decide to go to which one?"

"Not yet, I want to take a year or two off like Mourinho. I've been too tired in the past two years. Maybe I can't tell if I go to lead the youth team."

"Damn, are you going to steal my business?"

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Chelsea's boss Abu is actually a chef. One of his best dishes is called "smash-frying coach". After experiencing Grant and Scolari, the impatient boss flew to Italy.

"I want to meet Prime Minister Berlusconi, I want to meet him." Abu naturally has the capital to say such things now. Since Shevchenko's transfer, the two people have known each other, a chaebol that is rich and a thief in Italy, and a tycoon with great power in Italy. The two seem to find that they can cooperate in multiple fields. As for the purpose of this time, it is related to another person.

Ancelotti Ann's last season can only be described as dismal. He was eliminated early in the Champions League, and the sixth ranking in the league made the club miss the Champions League, and he won all the way except for a Club World Cup champion.

In Berlusconi's secret palace, Abu and Berlusconi met frankly - a true frank meeting - the two were soaking naked in the artificial hot spring, drinking iced red wine comfortably. Behind them, a few ingenious bodyguards stood with their hands, and five or six almost naked beautiful women were sitting and gently massaged on the hot spring.

"I wonder, can you lend me the head coach for use?" After eating the special Italian seafood meal, Abu shook the red wine in his hand and got to the point.

Berlusconi took a sip of the cigar he handed over, looking puzzled: "Romain, you can invite any coach in the world for your wealth. Well, no one should include my head coach~"

"It's a pity that some coaches are not good at winning the Champions League."

"Haha, I didn't expect you to have such a great interest in that trophy."

"Things that have not been obtained are always the best." Abram did not hide his desire for the Champions League, which had reached a morbid level. It would be enough to win one or two league champions, and that would only be the king of England, but the European Champions League was the king of Europe. Standing at the peak of Europe, he looked down at the entire land like a tsar.

"You see, there are a few candidates that are good. For example, Mancini, who just resigned, the old Spanish man Bosque, and the Chinese man, what is the name? No matter what, they are all good coaches." Berlusconi seemed to be very enthusiastic about giving Abu's advice, but in fact he wanted to see how much capital Abu was preparing to spend. In his eyes, everything is actually possible, just to see if the price is appropriate. Shevchenko's transaction is actually a good start. In addition to the one in front of him, there is also the old man in Spain who likes to collect stars and a group of Arabs who have more money to build islands everywhere. The mortal enemy next door, who has a serious and bitter face and has been spending money like money, is now tightly covered his wallet and is not considered a rich man.

"How about his liquidated damages plus cash?" As a businessman who can turn from nothing to wealthy country, Abu gave a good price.

Berlusconi gently hugged a full-body woman and unbuttoned the bikini belt. "Roman, this is not enough. I think I can rent Sheva to me again?"

Abu showed a smile on his lips and cursed the old fox in his heart. Berlusconi looked greedy, but in fact he killed two birds with one stone. He didn't have to spend money to get someone suitable for the team, and won back the hearts of the fans. It was just that he wanted to pay the Ukrainians an extra salary - damn, the Ukrainians' salary is also tmd, okay?

"No problem." Abu nodded and grabbed the woman beside him in his hand. It seems that if this woman can get rid of her own fire tonight, she can recover some of the cost.

A few days later, Chelsea's official website announced that AC Milan's head coach Ancelotti arrived at Stamford Bridge. "I hope that under Ancelotti's leadership, the team can make a breakthrough in the Champions League."

"Good luck." Berlusconi silently wished Carlo Ancelotti in her heart, hoping that your meat would be stewed in Abu's pot for a longer time. "Who is the next head coach? Adriano (Galliani)?" Prime Minister Beg threw the problem to his assistant, the vice chairman of AC Milan.

"Murinho, how about it?"

"A good candidate. But it's a bit difficult, right?"

"That's my difficulty, you just need to pay."

"Oh? Hahahahaha" Berlusconi certainly knew Galliani's negotiation level very well. The Prime Minister blinked: "Don't we have Ancelotti's termination fee? It's enough."

Hahahaha, the two reached an agreement in a tacit way.

A few dozen days later, AC Milan's official website announced that the champion coach Mourinho, who had been unemployed at home for a long time, took over the team. Talking about the reason why he could accept coaching a team that could not participate in the Champions League. Mourinho said: "Champions League? We will participate next year. For me, the challenge is the most important thing. I lack a championship about Italy, right?"

Compared with AC Milan's high profile, Inter Milan has maintained quite stability. This year marks the centenary of Inter Milan. Although Morati and Mancini have some ideological differences, the latter has won three consecutive league championships, and changing coaches at such a critical moment is not a good choice.

[A new chapter has been opened, and someone guessed it correctly. This picture is written in a normal way, the story is slowly spread out, explaining the previous volume, and explaining the subsequent things. I love you~~]
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