Yes, Avram·Grant came over. He was very depressed and angry, but the official from the Football Association just called him and he understood.
Indeed, his action was a bit disgusting to the audience, but it was not so serious if he just poured water from a bottle. He was pouring water from his mouth, which was particularly disgusting.
Even though he Avram·Grant served as Chelsea's firefighting coach in the 07-08 season and brought Chelsea to In the UEFA Champions League finals, he was inevitably punished because Premier League had just opened up the China market and its commercial value had greatly increased, so he had to pay attention to his image.
Therefore, Avram·Grant sat on the stage depressed, and the reporters in the audience couldn't wait to ask questions.
Reporter: "Mr. Avram, why are you pouring water on the camera?"
Avram thought for a moment, "Here I must apologize to the global audience. My reckless behavior brought an unhealthy perception to the TV broadcast. This was my mistake and I apologize here."
Secondly, I want to apologize to my club and players because my wrong behavior caused me to be fined and affected the mood of the team, which ultimately led to the failure of the game.
Please rest assured that in future games, I will strictly restrain my own behavior and not discredit the league or embarrass the club.
Thank you everyone for taking up your time. I have nothing to say about the competition, that's it, see you next time."
Avram After saying that, he left.
It's not okay if he doesn't leave. He really doesn't know if he doesn't leave. How can he still accept reporters' lingering questions?
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Premier League After the third round, there will be ten days of international competition days. On the international competition days, the Europe Cup qualifiers will begin.
In the Manchester United array, Rooney, Ferdinand, Vidić, Evra, Berbatov... dragging their suitcases one by one, rushed to the country L'Équipe arrived.
Carrington Training Ground suddenly became empty.
Zhang Kuang has no national team duties and he has ten days of vacation.
So, he decided to secretly go back to the country. He really wanted to go back to the country. Although he had no relatives when he returned and could only go and see Coach Wu, he still had no roots in the country, not even a house.
He can rent a house or even stay in a hotel at Europe, but he must have roots in China, right?
So, when he returned to the hotel, he asked the three beauties if they were interested in going back to China with him for a walk.
It's a pity that the three women are about to start school and have no time to go out and play. Although they all have strong backgrounds, they are still interested in reading.
It mainly comes from the pressure within the family. You can be embarrassed in front of outsiders, but you cannot be embarrassed in front of your brothers, sisters, cousins or cousins in the family.
Just as Zhang Kuang was packing up to return to China, the final transfer windows of the five major leagues were closing at an accelerated pace. Some rumors had been widely circulated in the past few days, but they were just rumors after all.
These have nothing to do with Zhang Kuang. Only coaches like Ferguson care about the player updates of each team and consider what else needs to be added to their own team.
After all, Zhang Kuang's strength is there, so how can we win the championship more securely? What are the team's shortcomings? Should we introduce new players and recall some loan players who have performed well outside?
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August 30, Hong Kong International Airport.
Zhang Kuang was wearing a baseball cap and a black T-shirt, pushing his suitcase out of the arrivals hall.
Zhang Kuang did not stop at Hong Kong and transferred directly to the mainland at the airport.
On the outskirts of a certain mainland city, there is an inconspicuous football training school.
Zhang Kuang Standing at the entrance of the football school, looking at the rusty iron door, it seemed like he was back ten years ago.
He was eight years old at the time, as thin as a bamboo pole, and was picked out from a group of children by Wu Guohua.
"This kid has some ruthlessness." Wu Guohua said at the time.
Zhang Kuang smiled, opened the door and walked in.
The football school is still the same as before, with several dusty teaching buildings and a bumpy football field. The grass on the sidelines is higher than the knees.
There are more than a dozen children training on the court, the oldest is fifteen or sixteen years old, and the youngest is seven or eight years old.
Wearing white washed jerseys, they ran on the dusty field, shouting each other's names, sweat dripping on the cracked earth.
Standing on the sidelines was a nearly sixty-year-old man, wearing a gray sports coat, with his hands folded across his chest and his eyes sharp.
Wu Guohua.
Zhang Kuang stood on the sidelines without speaking.
Wu Guohua saw him first.
"Zhang Kuang?"
Zhang Kuang smiled, "Coach, long time no see."
Wu Guohua was stunned for a moment, then strode over and hugged him.
"You kid, why are you back?" His voice was a little trembling.
"On international matches, I will come back and take a look at the players who are not wanted by the national team."
Wu Guohua let go of him and looked up and down.
"You're getting stronger. Did you practice less at Premier League?"
"It's okay."
"Okay?" Wu Guohua smiled, "You are really thick-skinned. Don't think I don't know. You haven't trained much at all. Forget it, it's up to you. Let's go into the office and chat."
Zhang Kuang smiled and did not answer.
Zhang Kuang followed Wu Guohua into the office, and then many faculty members saw Zhang Kuang, and Zhang Kuang greeted them one by one.
Someone wanted to come and ask for autographs and photos, but was scolded by Wu Guohua, but Zhang Kuang promised to take photos and sign autographs with them later.
After arriving at the office, Wu Guohua poured a cup of tea for Zhang Kuang.
"Coach Wu, how many children do you still have to take care of now?" Zhang Kuang asked.
"More than thirty." Wu Guohua said, "From eight to sixteen years old, they are divided into three echelons."
"Are there enough funds?"
Wu Guohua was silent for two seconds, and then smiled.
"Enough is enough, everything is barely holding on. Let's not talk about it. It's not like you don't know what football is like in China.
Since the accident happened at the beginning of this year, it has become increasingly difficult to earn a living." Wu Guohua finished speaking and took a sip of water from his old and peeling thermos cup.
Zhang Kuang nodded.
He turned his head and glanced at the children on the field outside the window. Their sneakers were badly worn, and some of the toes were torn. They had to wrap them with tape several times and continue to wear them.
"Coach, how long until you retire? I'll take you to Europe later. Haven't you always wanted to see how the wealthy Europe trains young players? I'll take you there to see."
Wu Guohua smiled and waved.
"Forget it, forget it, what can I do? Can I still afford a youth training system like Europe? Even if I can afford such a youth training system, how many of the children who come out can study abroad like you?
Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer children playing football. Why? There is no need for children from rich families to take this path of football. Children with no money cannot afford to train their children to take this path.
In addition, the environment in China is like this. Unless the child is particularly fond of football, or the father is particularly fond of football, who would take this path?"
Zhang Kuang was silent for a long time after listening.
He is thinking about one thing.
Before he traveled through time, Dong Lu started a project called "Football Juniors", which did not charge training fees for children or sign contracts. It only supported a group of children through website rewards and commercial sponsorships.
But Dong Lu had no money and no certificate, so it was very hard.
He is different.
He is rich and has a strong ability to make money in the future.
But youth training cannot rely on one person's temporary investment, but requires a long-term operational plan.
So what kind of method can make the youth training run in the long term? Zhang Kuang looked at the children on the court in a daze, and suddenly a white light flashed, and he seemed to have suddenly figured out something.
"Coach," Zhang Kuang started, "If I provide money to build a football school and you become the principal, will you do it?"
Wu Guohua was stunned.
"You contribute money? How much can you contribute? How many years can you contribute? What if you can't make any money in the future? Borrow money and put it in?"
"Coach, listen to me first." Zhang Kuang said, "I pay and you contribute. I want to build a football school that does not charge tuition. Not only does it not charge tuition, but all their food and accommodation in the school as well as the jerseys and shoes used for training are free.
The most important thing is that I also pay them wages and bonuses. I..."
"Wait a minute, you said you not only train for free, but also pay? Are you crazy? Do you know how much money it costs to invest?"
"Coach, please listen to me. As long as the child is selected into our football school, he will receive a basic salary of 1,500 per month. If he is selected into the first team and becomes a substitute, he will receive a bonus."
Zhang Kuang said, "Coach, if football becomes a thing that can make money, rather than something that costs the family money, do you think parents will dare to send their children here?"
Wu Guohua stared at him for five seconds, then shook his head.
"You kid, are you kidding me? Don't say you'll pay them a basic salary or bonus. I don't know how many students we can recruit just on the condition that we don't charge tuition fees.
The key is that if you do this, how do you maintain financial balance? By investing money every year to support it? By training players and collecting high youth training fees?"
"I never joke, I don't plan to charge any youth training fees." Zhang Kuang said, "This is how I think about maintaining financial balance. First, with my personal investment, I only need to spend one advertising endorsement fee, which is enough to support the youth training expenses of 100 children for a year.
I can accept more than ten advertising endorsements a year, and the cost of each advertising is 3-5 million euros, which is equivalent to 30-50 million yuan. Is it not enough to raise a hundred children?
This is the first point, and the second point is that we sign contracts with the children, no tuition fees, no youth training fees, and no transfer obstacles for them.
However, if they enter a professional team in the future and they have played professionally for five years, they only need to donate a portion of their endorsement fees to the school. If they do not have advertising endorsements, they can donate one quarter of their salary. Of course, this is not mandatory, it is voluntary. As long as they have the nerve not to donate, then they will not donate.
The third point is that we can raise donations and attract investment from the society. For example, if we create a website, we will regularly post children's training and competitions. If fans want to support them, we can give them a reward.
If our children do well in competitions and a company wants to sponsor jersey advertising, that's fine too."
"Game? What kind of game do they have?"
Zhang Kuang smiled, "Coach, that's because there are no domestic competitions, and if you win a domestic competition, the fans don't feel much.
So what if the children in our school go to compete with Manchester United's U15s and win? What if they go to compete with Real Madrid and Barcelona's U17s and win? What if they go to play in Europe's youth training league and win?
What I think is that our football training should not only invite Europe top youth training coaches, but also use competitions as a substitute for training. We should not just do it behind closed doors, but whenever there are games outside, we will try our best to participate."
Wu Guohua opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
His eyes were red.
"Zhang Kuang, do you know what you are talking about? Your cake painting is so beautiful, what if..."
"Coach, what's the last chance in China football today?" Zhang Kuang stood up, "Coach, we can't change the current domestic football environment, so we'll do what we can."
Wu Guohua: "Do you know how many people's interests you will offend by doing this? You train football boys without charging tuition fees and you also give out money. How can you let the domestic football schools survive?
How do you let the coaching staff or internal management of those professional clubs survive? They make money by squeezing players. If you suddenly stop collecting money and give out money, you will be extinct from this system. Not only you, but even the children you train will never be able to enter the national team."
Zhang Kuang was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly realized that he was still too idealistic. He could not join China national football team or enter the domestic league, but children from football schools had to enter China national football team, and some who could not play in Shanghai foreign leagues had to enter the domestic league.
Wu Guohua sighed, "Zhang Kuang, your idea is good, but the domestic environment is like this. There are many things you don't understand. In the football industry chain, too many people rely on this to suck blood.
Once you cut off their path from the source, it is like killing their parents and cutting off their future. Now that you are playing football abroad, you have not cut yourself off from the country, and you have not touched their interests. At most, you are excluded. No one else can do anything about it, so forget it.
But if you put your hands into their interest chain, have you ever thought about the consequences? Zhang Kuang, I know you want to do something, but the price... Oh, not really, not really, don't think about it, just play football abroad."
Zhang Kuang was stunned for a moment and then fell silent.
The two were silent for a while, then someone knocked on the door, it was a staff member.
"Zhang Kuang, I heard that you are back. Please sign your name for me. That boy of mine is your fan."
Zhang Kuang smiled, "Okay, where to sign? By the way, just call everyone from the school who wants to sign, and I will sign for them one by one."
Next, Zhang Kuang signed autographs and took photos with many people at the school. Finally, he also donated five million to the school on his behalf.
During dinner in the evening, Zhang Kuang gave Wu Guohua a gift.
Wu Guohua opened the box and was stunned.
It's a watch.
"How much does this watch cost?" Wu Guohua asked.
"Not much money, one hundred thousand euros."
"How much? Ten, one hundred thousand euros? Well, isn't that nearly one million yuan?"
"Coach, without you, I wouldn't be where I am today." Zhang Kuang said, "One hundred thousand euros may seem expensive to you, but to me, it's just three days' salary, so this watch is just a token of my gratitude. You must accept it."
Wu Guohua stared at the watch for a long time, and then carefully put it back into the box.
"Okay, I'll accept it, and you'll be able to make a living." He said, "But you're not allowed to give me such expensive things again. I have a bad heart."
Zhang Kuang smiled.
The next day, Zhang Kuang did not stay in his hometown, he flew to Shenzhen. When he arrived at Shenzhen, he went straight to Nanshan District's Overseas Chinese Town Villas, entered the sales office of this villa, called his name to see the house, and after screening, he took a fancy to a villa.
The villa he was interested in was near the lake, covering an area of more than 700 square meters, with a construction area of more than 400 square meters, a garden of about 300 square meters, three floors above ground, one underground floor, seven bedrooms and three living rooms, and a private swimming pool.
Price: RMB 48 million.
Zhang Kuang looked around and wanted to swipe his card on the spot, but part of his money was invested in stocks. In fact, he only had about 1 million pounds on him now, which is just over 10 million yuan equivalent.
"I want this set, can I pay it in installments?"
The girl from the real estate agency was stunned for a moment, then nodded wildly.
"Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Zhang, you can definitely do it in installments. I will go through the procedures right away."
Zhang Kuang After signing the contract, he stood on the balcony of the villa and looked at the sea in the distance.
He finally has roots in the country and no longer has to wonder where he went when he comes back.
Why choose Shenzhen?
He doesn't know, just based on his feeling. A place where a number of domestic top technology companies have been born. I believe the atmosphere here is a science and engineering atmosphere. I like to be down-to-earth.
The most important thing is that it is also close to Hong Kong, making it more convenient to connect with things overseas.
Zhang Kuang stayed at Shenzhen for two days, bought furniture, decorated the villa, and entrusted the house to a housekeeping company to clean it once a week.
He will come back to live in this villa during the holidays and will not treat it as a decoration.
On September 4th, he came to Hong Kong. At that time, Hong Kong had not yet taken down the neon signs, and it still smelled like fireworks.
It's just that you have to speak English to him in this damn place, they will look down on you if you speak Mandarin.
It's really a hell of a place. People have a sense of inferiority when they become slaves, and they think they have a sense of superiority when they become slaves. They think that being their own master is not as good as being a colonial dog of the United Kingdom people.
This is an unreasonable distortion of collective human nature that makes people unable to understand.
No matter, Zhang Kuang is just a football player, why does it matter?
He bought a flight ticket to Manchester on September 6th, which allowed him to spend two days shopping here. On that day, he went to Mong Kok, Central, Causeway Bay and other places that appeared in the movie. After returning to the hotel, someone suddenly stopped him in the hotel lobby.
Zhang Kuang was stunned for a moment. This beautiful woman was... a little impressed. How did she recognize herself in disguise?
"Zhang Kuang, you may not know me, my name is Guo Jingjing, I am a jump..."
"Ah, it's you, why do you look so familiar? You're not, oh, by the way, you're not married yet." Zhang Kuang suddenly remembered that Guo Jingjing was not married yet, and she was not Mrs. He now.
However, it's soon.
"Haha, it's coming soon, it's coming soon." Guo Jingjing said with a hearty smile.
At this time, He Qigang came over to shake hands with Zhang Kuang in a gentlemanly manner.
"Hello, Mr. Zhang, I didn't expect to meet you at Hong Kong. Are you transferring flights at Hong Kong, or did you come here specifically to play?" He Qigang asked.
Zhang Kuang: "Both. I just returned to China and then came to Hong Kong for a connecting flight, but I also want to spend two days here."
He Qigang: "Oh, that's it. Since Hong Kong is here, we must treat you to a meal. Let's go. Let's go. Jingjing and I just happened to come over for dinner. Let's have something together."
Zhang Kuang: "Ah? Wouldn't that ruin your date?"
He Qigang: "Haha, no, no, Jingjing is a very casual person, not so particular."
Guo Jingjing: "Let's go, let's go, Zhang Kuang, it's just a meal."
So, Zhang Kuang was dragged to the Peninsula Hotel's third floor for dinner by the two of them.
Originally, Zhang Kuang was not familiar with them, but they were both celebrities in the sports circle, and Guo Jingjing and He Qigang both had generous and generous personalities, so the three of them had a very special chat in less than half an hour.
We chatted from the sports circle to the investment circle, and even from the investment circle to the shady circle. While chatting, Zhang Kuang also complained a few words about the poor quality of mainland football.
Then it led to the fact that he originally wanted to start a youth training program when he returned to China, but found that if his youth training program was implemented, it would cut off people, which immediately made him extremely disappointed.
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention. He Qigang asked what the hell is going on?
Zhang Kuang told him what he thought. Guo Jingjing and He Qigang were surprised after hearing it.
Guo Jingjing: "Brother, you have a good idea. If players can make money from the moment they are selected, how many good prospects will come to play football? China Football is still worried about not having outstanding players?"
Zhang Kuang smiled bitterly, "That's what you say, but it's difficult to implement. If I do this, I personally am not afraid of what others will do to me. The key is that the future of those players will be difficult."
He Qigang nodded thoughtfully. "No matter what, it's a good idea. Mr. Zhang, you don't have to be discouraged. What if there is another solution?"
Zhang Kuang shook his head. "I can't think of any good plan, and there is no big tree behind me. This kind of resistance is the resistance of the entire industry chain from top to bottom, and it is not something I can withstand personally."
He Qigang: "Mr. Zhang, leave your phone number and I will ask you later. My family knows some people in the sports circle."
Zhang Kuang suddenly realized, yes, but it's useless. He Qigang How can one Hong Kong person shake up such a big network in the mainland? Even if the top management tries to sell his family's face, he still can't be open to one side.
You know, the football world has not changed in the future, let alone He Qigang?
"Okay, ask me if you have time. If you can't do it, forget it. I won't force you."
He Qigang:"Okay."
Zhang Kuang never expected that he would meet and get to know the couple Guo Jingjing and He Qigang at Hong Kong, and then they would have dinner together and talk so much.
The next day, he enjoyed some special treatment under the arrangement of He Qigang. After boarding the plane, he also received attentive service from the stewardess. Although Zhang Kuang was very satisfied with this attentive service, in general, he flew to Manchester with a little regret when he returned to China this time.
After returning to Manchester, Zhang Kuang's first step was to make up for the days of practice. He couldn't stop practicing for too long, as this was the foundation of his future.