Godfather of national football

Chapter 257 Celebrating the Spring Festival ([-])
At the beginning of the party, there were two well-timed songs "Good Day" and "Go Home and Have a Look", and then there were some performances with Northeast characteristics.

This kind of party does not need to be professional, what you see is simplicity and excitement.And Li Guo's job is also very simple. When applause is needed, Li Zibing can just give him a hand.

Looking at it, Li Guo felt his eyelids getting heavier and sleepy bugs rushed up. Li Guo fell asleep and began to have sweet dreams. In the dream, he won the World Cup, but for some reason, he was already very old in the dream, even older than Lippi.

Suddenly someone pushed Li Guo, Li Guo hurriedly shouted "Okay" and applauded, but turned his head to see that it was not Li Zibing who pushed him, but Cui San whom he had seen during the day.

"Director Li, I'm damned, I'm blind,"

This Cui San is an honest man, during the day he misunderstood Li Guo, Li Guo had forgotten about it, and he himself was still worried about it.

"It's all right!"

Then I saw Cui San's hands rubbing and rubbing on the cotton-padded jacket, apparently something was wrong, Li Guo asked curiously: "Did you ask me for something?"

Cui San nodded.

"Say it."

Li Guo thought to himself that he wanted an autograph, a jersey, or... money?Unlikely, it must be something anyway.

As a result, something unexpected happened, Cui San suddenly pulled out a container from under the chair, which looked like a sauce jar.

"Director Li, there is nothing else in the house, so you take this jar of stupid sauce, don't dislike it."

Li Guo thought I'd be damned, this stupid sauce is soy sauce, it's delicious to eat, but how can I take it back with such a jar?
"Cui San, it's not realistic for me to move away."

Cui San seemed a little disappointed, he wanted to give Li Guo something, but the only thing he could get out was this vat of stupid sauce, but Li Guo didn't want it.

"Cui San, when I came here, even if I came here empty-handed, I would have been half dead on the road. If I carried this sauce jar on my back when I left, then I would really have died with honor."

Cui San chuckled, and stuffed the sauce jar back under the chair.

"Do you have anything to ask me, if you have something, just tell me." Li Guo is a person who is very good at observing words and expressions.

"Guide Li, I want to send my child to play football, where do you think I should send it?"

Li Guo knows that Evergrande's youth training is second to none in China, but the tuition fees are also expensive. Luneng's youth training is also good, and the price is cheaper.

So Li Guo introduced the domestic youth training situation to Cui San, fearing that Cui San would not remember it, Li Guo promised to write it down for him.

In fact, there is another thing, both of them are clear, that is, with Cui San's financial conditions, he can only support one child to play football.

"Cui San, don't blame me for being fast-talking. I'm afraid it will be difficult for both children to play football."

Cui Sanyi patted his thigh: "That's right, but the palms and backs of the hands are all flesh."

Li Guo nodded.

"Then which of the two brothers do you think likes football more? You know, football is not a game. Unless you really love it, it's better not to touch it."

Li Guo read a story in his previous life. When he was in junior high school, a child clamored to go to Evergrande Football School. His family’s financial conditions were not bad, so he was sent there. But a year later, he gave up and went home to study again. Like most children, he took the college entrance examination.

Because many kids just think playing football is cool, but they don’t know the hard work involved. For example, the youth training is boring basic skills training, which is no different from being a soldier. Think about it.

Cui San didn't know either, he only knew that his two sons liked football, so he said honestly, "I don't know."

Li Guo said, "I have an idea."

"You say!"

"You go back and tell the two of them that Li Guo promised to give them a gift, football or a game console, but they can only choose one. Whoever chooses football, then you can send him to play football."

Li Guo knows that for the vast majority of children, game consoles are a great temptation, no less than the marshal of the canopy seeing Sister Chang'e. If he can withstand this, then this child may really be a material for playing football.

Cui San wrote it down, and then asked: "Instructor Li, I really don't have anything, why don't you take my donkey away when you leave."

Li Guo's forehead was sweating, and he patted Cui San, "The Football Association has discipline, and we can't ask the masses to give needles and stitches, otherwise I will be fired."

Cui Sanxin agreed and nodded, "Director Li, I'll go back first."

"You don't want to watch?" Li Guo pointed to the stands.

Cui San chuckled: "It's the same show every year, with the same old girls, I'm tired of watching it."

Li Guo snorted and almost laughed impolitely.

"Okay, then you go."

As soon as Cui San left, Cui Shikui came in right after him, and he seemed to have something to do, because he had a sad face.

"What difficulties did the village chief encounter?"

Cui Shikui's forehead was sweating, "This year's Spring Festival Gala, the people are very dissatisfied."

Li Guo looked up, there were people eating melon seeds, chattering, and the most ridiculous thing was that there was an old man doing Tai Chi.

"That's right, so the Spring Festival Gala needs to be innovative."

Cui Shikui continued: "How about Li guiding you to go up and say a few words to save the ratings?"

"Damn," Li Guo thought, "I won't go to Ha Wen's Spring Festival Gala, what?"

But I saw Cui Shikui, a burly man in front of him, showing a Labrador expression, which was pitiful. Li Guo wanted to refuse, but...

"It's such a big place, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back."

As soon as Cui Shikui heard that there was a door, "It's okay," and then pulled out a thick and thick stick from behind, "Whoever dares to disrespect Director Li is to disrespect me!"

"Damn," Li Guo thought to himself, Li Zibing couldn't help but chuckled, and said in a low voice, "Get yourself in."

Li Guo turned to Cui Shikui, "Okay, let me say a few words."

The village chief yelled, and stopped eating melon seeds, and stopped chattering, and the white crane spread its wings and stopped in the air with a Tai Chi move over there.

Li Guo walked onto the stage, but he really didn't know what to say on this occasion, so he quickly started talking about some jokes on Weibo.

"Sister Feng, do you know?"

The audience in the audience shook their heads.

"What about Sister Fu Rong?"

The audience in the audience still shook their heads.

"Sister Zhilin always knows, right?"

But everyone still shook their heads.

"Then what do you know?"

"Sister Chang'e!" Everyone said in unison.

Li Guo's forehead was sweating, and it seemed that the joke couldn't be continued. At this moment, someone from the audience shouted—Director Li, let's put on a show.

As a result, everyone shouted one after another, yes, show, show, show.

Li Guo looked at the village head, meaning that it is time to coerce him now!

(End of this chapter)