Chapter 1862 Believe it or not, I will slap you
When Director Zhu heard Wang Yi's words, he smiled warmly and said: "Wang Yi, you are still young. Many things here cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences."
"Listen to what I'm telling you. Although Pang Bo's current talent is very good, he is still young after all."
"With his talent, there will be a lot of opportunities to play for the national team in the future, and it will be a matter of time before he goes to play in the NBA. So for him, whether he is pursuing fame or fortune or anything else in the future, it will almost always be
It’s within easy reach.”
"But there are some players who don't have the talent like him. If they retire, they may only be able to run street vendors. Have you heard the news about Olympic champions selling their gold medals in recent years?"
"So I think it is most important to leave these opportunities to some players whose families are in difficulty. After all, they have worked hard for the country for more than ten or twenty years, and we should take care of them. If I talk to Pombo,
I believe he will agree with me."
Wang Yi didn't speak when he heard this. He lowered his head and ate while thinking.
He played in the CBA when he was a freshman. He only played in the CBA for a few months before going to the NBA, so he didn't know much about the Chinese language and some situations.
If he was talking to those Western reporters or NBA general managers, he would easily know whether this guy was sincere or lying to him.
But now he has to think about it and think it through.
Director Zhu said nothing, lowered his head and started eating.
He also looked so natural and calm when eating. In short, his whole person gave people a very comfortable feeling.
"I have little personal ability and cannot clean up this pot of rat shit, but I am here to express my attitude: I can't control other people, but if he doesn't participate in the game, I won't fight!"
Wang Yi immediately became angry and slapped the table.
Having said this, Director Zhu stared at Wang Yi with a gloomy face that seemed extremely stern:
"Put aside whatever personal concerns you have. After the game is over, I will resolve this matter with you face to face."
Then he pointed at Director Zhu's nose and cursed: "Believe it or not, I'm going to slap you with my fucking big mouth. What do you mean, a rat's excrement spoils a pot of soup? Tell me clearly who is that rat's excrement!"
"
"Then just tell me and let me understand."
"After so many years, this pot of rat droppings has never been cleaned up!"
Director Zhu seemed to be unable to bear it anymore after hearing this, and tapped the table again, but this time he used a little more force than before:
When Director Nazhu heard this, he still had a warm smile on his face.
Although he didn't look around, he could already imagine that all the players around him were looking at him.
Director Zhu did not expect that Wang Yi would dare to confront him in front of him.
"As for those veteran players who are injured or older, they have to retire when they should. This will be beneficial to the national team."
"Tell me that one rat excrement ruined a pot of soup, and tell me that it was originally a pot of rat excrement!"
Director Zhu did not say it, but patted the table with his hand:
"Wang Yi, don't give in. It's only half a month before the World Cup starts. Don't affect the progress of the whole team just because of you."
After Wang Yi thought for a moment, he continued:
"I think we should put national interests first. Our current goal is to revive the Chinese men's basketball team and win the championship, so we should select the most talented and capable players into the national team."
"Wang Yi, listen to me. I am doing this for your own good. You don't understand what's going on behind this. We can't just look at the surface of many things. If you know what's going on behind this, I believe you will understand me."
He looked up at the other players and said to Wang Yi:
"Wang Yi, the national team is not your national team alone, and you cannot let whoever you want to join join."
He looked a little confused and said angrily to Wang Yi:
"There are so many people waiting for you to come to the training camp. You finally came back, but in the end you lost your temper and refused to participate in the training, causing all the tactics to fail. Who can you tell me is that rat shit?"
After hearing this, Director Zhu smiled and said, "Yes, you have returned my words to me again. Wang Yi, this is not such a thing. You have not stayed in China for a long time. You have no idea about China's national conditions, human relations, etc."
I don’t know much about everything, but you just need to listen to me.”
Wang Yi still responded directly.
There was obviously a trace of anger in his eyes.
"Even if there are real family difficulties, we can let the organization help them solve it. Even if we don't want to trouble the organization, I can personally contribute money and set up a fund to specifically help those players who have family difficulties."
Wang Yi was also tough and responded directly:
"Okay, then I'll tell you a little bit about it. With Pangbo's talent and performance in the Asian Cup, I think anyone who's not blind can see it. Even foreign reporters have asked me about it many times during interviews.
How can we cooperate with Pang Bo in the World Cup? Even foreigners know that Pang Bing’s ability can definitely play in the World Cup, why can’t he do it with one of our own people?”
Wang Yi shook his head: "I said, if Pang Bo doesn't fight, I won't fight either."
Then Wang Yi slapped the chopsticks in his hand on the table, turned around and left angrily.
And the sound he made was louder than that of the instructor.
But there are other players around, so he can't get angry casually.
Coach Nazhu obviously didn’t expect that Wang Yi, a player, would dare to get angry in front of him, the top leader, and point his nose at himself and scold him in front of so many people.
Having said this, Wang Yi continued: "Let them step down and let talented and capable players come on. I believe that if I tell them, they will agree with me."
After a while, he finally spoke. This time, the smile on his face disappeared and turned a little gloomy, and his voice became deeper:
"As for their life after retirement, I think any player who can be selected for the national team should make a lot of money in the CBA. Even if they are not as good as NBA stars, they make a lot more than ordinary people.
There are many, so they shouldn’t have any family difficulties.”
Wang Yi didn’t give him a good look either, and responded directly:
"The national team is not your national team alone. It's not that you don't let anyone join if you don't want to join."
"Wang Yi, you don't want a mouse to ruin a pot of soup."
Wang Yi looked at Coach Na Zhu and said, "If you could convince me, of course I would listen to you, but obviously, you don't."
Director Nazhu couldn't help but slap his chopsticks on the table with a loud bang.
"Wang Yi, an unorganized and undisciplined player like you should be expelled from the national team!"
Wang Yi, who was about to walk out of the door, waved his hand fiercely without even turning his head: "If there are a bunch of worms like you in the national team, then it's okay not to wait!"
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