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Chapter 447 The Wizard of Oz (3)

 "I am happy to hear that Comrade Wang Ai, a Chinese football player, won the second silver ball award in the 2006 Golden Ball Awards, breaking the historical record of Chinese and Asian football players and winning important honors for the whole of China and Asia. Here, I would like to extend my warm congratulations and cordial condolences to the Chinese Football Association and Wang Ai himself!"

When Wang Ai saw this, he was very proud of his face. The congratulatory messages from these three companies were usually only sent to the collective. The ones given to individuals must be at least the first place in the Olympics or the World Championships, or the breakthrough or very important first. It is very rare for Wang Ai to get congratulatory messages after getting a second one.

Wang Ai remembers that when Liu Xiang won the gold medal at the Athens Olympics two years ago, these three companies sent him a special congratulatory message. It was the first gold medal in the men's events in the history of track and field, and it was also the most important sprint! How about Yao Ming? He is so famous, but he didn't receive a congratulatory message from the national character!

Old Liu and Lao Gao looked at Wang Ai and scratched his head and said nothing. This former boy has achieved achievements and honors that they have never achieved before. It is really a mixed feeling. It is also a blessing that the relationship is good, otherwise how can you care?

Wang Ai looked down and continued to read. There was also a second paragraph of the congratulatory message: "In the past year, Chinese football players represented by Comrade Wang Ai lived up to the trust of the motherland and the expectations of the people. With firm belief and high fighting spirit, they challenged themselves and fought tenaciously, and achieved great success in the World Cup and European League. They greatly inspire the national spirit, enhance national pride, inspire the patriotic enthusiasm of the people across the country, including overseas Chinese, show the international community the style of Chinese sports athletes and the charm of Chinese culture, and have won high praise from the international community."

The third paragraph is: "I hope that Chinese football players, including Comrade Wang Ai, will continue to work hard and achieve better results!"

Then there are the names and official seals of the General Administration of Sports of China, the All-China Sports Federation, and the Chinese Olympic Organizing Committee, as well as the year, month and day.

Wang Ai put down the congratulatory message and shook his head: "I'm so awesome."

Lao Gao and Lao Liu had the same expression: he smiled and frowned, can you be more serious?

Wang Ai packed up the congratulatory message and prepared to go home to seal it for collection. In the past, he received many congratulatory messages from the Football Association, Youth Department, General Administration of Sports, and even from Liaoning Province, Liaoyang City, and Renmin University, but none of them were of this level and had an important position.

This is the first time for Wang Ai, and it is also the first time for these three companies. They have never sent congratulatory messages to anyone in the men's football team before. Moreover, Wang Ai will get another silver ball in the future, but there will be no congratulatory messages. Of course, if Wang Ai can get the golden ball or even the Golden Ball Award, then he will probably have to give a few congratulatory messages to him.

That's so awesome, every time it's breakthrough and very important.

The congratulatory message was closed, and Wang Ai looked up at the two of them: "Is there anything wrong? I'll go back to sleep and I'll train tomorrow."

Lao Gao tilted his head and stared: "It's not over, right? Take it out!"

Lao Liu's expression was also a little anxious. It seemed that business time had passed and it was another personal time. Wang Ai couldn't continue to tease, so he opened his trolley box, pinched the silver ball with one hand and put it on the table. Lao Gao, Lao Liu and Ma Dong came over to watch together.

"Oh, it's so bright."

"That's right, look at it, it seems to be crystalline? Looks like the colors are not uniform, natural crystal?"

"It seems like this is knocked down from that crystal mine and then a ball is inlaid."

"Oh, so heavy?"

Old Liu held the trophy in both hands and wanted to pick it up and see what it was like below. He couldn't help but sink his hands. If Ma Dong hadn't held it up and smashed his feet, this thing would be more than ten kilograms, and you wouldn't be able to hold it if you didn't have some strength. Of course, for those who practice sports, it's not bad, but it's just that watching others take it from TV, so I underestimated it.

"This thing is not pure silver, right?" Old Liu was too impatient to speak at this moment.

Wang Ai had to explain: "No, there is a layer of silver plated on the outside, but it is said that it is quite thick, and the silver is not worth the money. Inside, there are two brass hemisphere welded together, hollow."

"Oh oh." Old Liu responded hurriedly, raised the trophy and looked at Wang Ai's name carefully through the light. Only this name is the real basis. Sure enough, it was engraved on it: "ai wang, china, 2006".

"Oh, it's true!" Lao Gao stopped thinking.

Wang Ai stood aside and smiled at the three fools, his heart full of warmth, all of whom were happy for him.

After a long time, the three of them finished watching it, and they were still a little unsatisfied. The surface of the trophy was very smooth and cold and hard. Is that just a polished metal ball? The claws of the three of them were touching it a little disgusting.

Wang Ai looked at the three people who were reluctant to speak and smiled: "Please take a picture. Anyway, those kids will definitely take photos tomorrow, and it will be rare to have a chance."

"This is not good." Liu Chunming smiled and rubbed his hands.

"What's wrong with it? I am a member of the National Olympic Team now, you are my coaches, and I have achieved success. Even if it is the European League, it cannot be said that it has nothing to do with you. Besides, my achievements today are also related to my improvement in the national youth team and national youth team before."

Old Liu nodded, suddenly turned his head to look at Gao Hongbo, and said with emotion: "Xiao Gao is the first contribution in this regard. If you hadn't gone to Renmin University to poach people, he might have probably come out at any time."

Lao Gao laughed and his eyes were gone, and he was still calm: "I didn't teach him much, the key is that he worked hard on himself. Even without me, he would be able to emerge sooner or later."

Lao Liu shook his head: "This is the reason, but if he keeps practicing by himself, he will not grow so fast. He only played football for more than ten years, and it will be different if he delayed two or three years. At the beginning, if he didn't enter the 84th National Youth League, he wouldn't have the chance to go to the last World Cup. If he didn't go to the last World Cup, he would probably not have the chance to go to La Coruña. If he didn't go to La Coruña, he wouldn't be able to go to Chelsea today. This is all in one link."

"that……"

Hearing this, Wang Ai interrupted Lao Gao's humility and said sincerely: "Guide Gao, I think what Director Liu said is right. If you didn't come to me to find me, I would have been exploring and practicing by myself. It would definitely not be like this today. You and Director Liu are well deserved. You should not be humble. 86 National Young Master is also very important to me. It is my inseparable growth stage that constitutes today's trophy. I compare you, from you, to Director Gao, and Director Xu and others' teaching styles and priorities, and learn from each other, so that I can be today."

After saying that, Wang Ai blinked: "I said that, are you two moved?"
Chapter completed!
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