The strongest winger

Chapter 193 Recognition
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“请铭记这一刻！在BJ时间的2005年6月25号凌晨4点18分26秒……我们闯进了2005年荷兰世青赛的半决赛，中华人民共和国万岁！！咳咳——”

Huang Jianxiang dragged his hoarse throat, and after yelling out the last sentence, he began to cough non-stop. It is estimated that his throat has burst from excitement.

At the same time, the director of the Willem II Stadium also pointed the camera at Aiello. There is no doubt that he is the best player in this game. His three goals completely defeated the Bullfighting Army and helped the team reach the semi-finals of the World Youth Championship.

It took a long time before David Silva accepted the defeat of the game and got up from the turf. When he was about to walk to the locker room with his head down, he was stopped by someone.

"David, can you change your jersey?"

David Silva raised his head following the sound, and what caught his eyes was the familiar face, the wretched smile——I couldn’t help being amused by the smile, and chuckled lightly. Although he didn’t speak, the movement of his hands didn’t stop. He took off his sweat-stained jersey, handed it to Ai Luo, and said:
"You guy, can you stop being so against the sky?"

"Hey... I said, I want this championship!"

Ai Luo did not answer David Silva's words directly, but this sentence was more uncomfortable than a direct answer, so the latter frowned subconsciously after hearing this sentence, but then thought that his best friend was not such a person?A little powerful but also very arrogant, anyway, it is not a particularly embarrassing thing to lose to him who is in a bad state.

David Silva rolled his eyes at him, then turned around and walked back, carrying the No. 7 jersey of the Chinese National Youth Team on his shoulders, walking slowly away...

This scene of exchanging jerseys with players of the Spanish National Youth Team is not uncommon after the game. Cesc Fabregas took the initiative to find Chen Tao to exchange jerseys. To be honest, he was very surprised by the number 10 of the Chinese National Youth Team. He felt that he was not a traditional Chinese player, but more like a Spanish player with delicate feet.

"Seeing this scene reminds me of the 02 World Cup in Korea and Japan. When we lost 0:4 to Brazil, the Brazilian players refused to exchange jerseys with our players. Now you can see...the opponents took the initiative to exchange jerseys with us. From another perspective, we have already been recognized by the opponents. Come on, boys of the National Youth Team."

Although Huang Jianxiang's voice was completely hoarse, after a short rest, he still stuck to his post. He was really a passionate ace commentator.

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After the boys of the Chinese National Youth Team changed their jerseys with the players of the Spanish National Youth Team, they followed the captain Feng Xiaoting to the stand of the Chinese cheering group and thanked them for their continuous support.

The boys of the Chinese National Youth Team also know that from the first group stage of the World Youth Championship, most of the fans actually came to see the top scorer of La Liga, Ai Luo, but as the team performed better and better, the fans who really cheered for the Chinese National Youth Team came.

In the beginning, Germany, Belgium, and Denmark near the Netherlands rushed over. Later, even northern and southern Europe, and some even flew over from Russia to watch the game. Many fans even rushed over from China temporarily, just to be able to cheer on the home team through their own shouts on the spot!

Seeing the five-star red flag fluttering high on the field of the World Youth Championship, the fans are sincerely happy. They can see their home country's team galloping in the 1/8 finals and 1/4 finals on such an important stage in their lifetime, and this game won again, and the semi-finals will follow...

Some people even lamented how lucky they were to be born in this golden generation of the national youth team.

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"Should we renew the contract for this Chinese kid?"

Soler turned off the LCD TV in the office, looked at the general manager of the team, Carboni, and asked.

"Hey - I think David should be brought into the conversation..."

Carboni deserves to be the old fox of Longjiu Mall. Regarding such a sensitive issue, he directly threw the topic to the team's sports director Rufete.

Of course, Rufete also knew that Carboni was causing trouble, so he smiled, "Haha... I'm only in charge of player transfers. It seems that it's not my turn to take care of player renewals, right?"

Sorel looked at the two people in front of him, smiled secretly, then coughed dryly, stretched out his right arm, and signaled the two to stop talking, and the two of them did not speak tacitly, and looked at the boss in front of them.

"I believe that after the end of La Liga last season, there should be half a mountain of buying faxes on David's desk?" Soler said.

Rufete nodded subconsciously. He didn't lie about this. Almost every day, a new offer is placed on his desk at home, and each one is higher than the other.

Soler continued: "Do you two think you should give him a salary increase? Or accept offers from other clubs??"

As the general manager who oversees the team's finances, Caboni is of course more inclined towards the latter. After all, Ai Luo was cultivated by the team without spending a penny, but...of course he would not directly say to sell. The boss asked this question, and he must be inclined to the former, so he said evasively: "What do you mean?"

Soler didn't shy away, and said directly: "I am more inclined to renew the contract, but what level of annual salary do you think he should reach?"

"But... it seems that the professional contract was signed only this year?"

Carbone couldn't help but say something.

Soler also expected someone to answer this way, so he smiled and said: "That professional contract can't match his current ability at all. I'm afraid... If other teams know how he is treated in our team, he will probably leave Valencia in a short time..."

Immediately, both Carboni and Rufete fell into deep thought.

Seeing that both of them lowered their heads, Soler was obviously thinking, and he didn't bother the two of them, and he also entered into his own thinking.

Compared with the hesitation of the two, Soler still prefers to renew Aiello with a high salary. After all, this kid can be regarded as his blessing. Stayed in the UEFA Champions League qualifying position next season, and overfulfilled the task, defending the UEFA Cup champion.

This made him more and more partial to this Chinese kid. He felt that it was impossible to keep this kid with an annual salary of less than 100 million euros, so a contract extension and salary increase were urgent, but the team did not belong to him alone.

"Maximum salary is definitely impossible, otherwise the team's salary structure will be disrupted, and the second grade should be almost the same." Carboni said after pondering for nearly 2 minutes.

"Well, I think this is feasible too."

Sports director Rufete also nodded.

second grade?Soler still felt that Ai Luo's contribution to the team was not worth it, and shook his head, "Let's talk about this matter after the World Youth Championship is over, if..."

Soler is more inclined to give Aiello the team's first-level annual salary. After all, his contribution is there, and he is only 19 years old. Now he has performed so well in the World Youth Championship. Thinking of this, he sighed again. After all, Valencia is not a top giant. According to Aiello's current performance, it will be a matter of time before he goes to a giant.

All the team can do now is keep him on as long as possible...

"Ask Enrique to come to my office..."

In the end, the matter of renewing Ai Luo's contract and raising his salary came to an end for the time being.

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The next day, the Chinese National Youth Team drove to Utrecht, the city where they had just arrived in the Netherlands, because three days later they would play a semi-final with Morocco from Africa.

Utrecht can be said to be the blessed land of the Chinese National Youth Team. In the three group matches, they scored more goals in each game than in one game. They also 'cultivated' many Dutch fans here.

At 02:30 in the afternoon, the team watched a game together in the conference room of the hotel where they stayed, the quarter-finals between the host Netherlands and the African Eagles Nigeria.

What is interesting about this game is that Nigeria opened the scoring in less than 1 minute of the first half, and the host Netherlands team also equalized the score in less than 1 minute of the second half, and then neither side was able to score.

In the end, they had to enter a penalty shootout, and the two sides even played penalty kicks to the No.12 round. In the end, the African Eagles Nigeria had the last laugh and defeated the host Netherlands with a total score of 11:10.

At 07:30 in the evening, Krautchen organized his team members to watch the last quarter-final match. Argentina played against Brazil. This game can be said to be Messi’s personal performance match. In the first half, the team still trailed Brazil 1:4. In the second half, Messi seemed to be a different person. He personally staged a hat-trick, helping the team reverse Brazil 0:2 and enter the semi-finals.

Seeing that Argentina entered the semi-finals, Aiello finally breathed a sigh of relief. Now the four teams that have entered the semi-finals, only the Argentina team led by Messi, was regarded as his opponent. He even ignored the Nigeria team led by Mikel.

He firmly believes that Argentina can win the championship in the previous life, and Argentina can also beat Nigeria to enter the final in this life.

Only in this way, the final will become more meaningful when the Chinese National Youth Team defeats Morocco to enter the final.

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"Brothers, do you have confidence in reaching the finals?"

After watching the last quarter-final match, Ai Luo suddenly stood up and asked.

finals?

A group of people looked at each other.

"Don't forget, we're already in the semi-finals!"

Looking at a group of teammates looking at each other in blank dismay, Ai Luo said again.

boom! !

Immediately, everyone thought, yes!We have already entered the semi-finals, don't we have confidence in the finals? ?

"Of course I have confidence!!!"

"Morocco counts as Diao?"

"We want to win the championship!!!"

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champion?

Thinking of this, everyone knows that the championship doesn't seem so far away!

Gradually, the eyes of the group of teammates who were looking at each other changed from calm to extremely greedy in an instant, just like a gambler eager to win, and at the same time there were two bright lights in his eyes.

We want champions!
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