Football: The immortal legend on the green field

Zhang Jilong and Havelange talked for nearly half an hour before they ended. "FIFA is still very tolerant of the naturalization of players. Mr. Havelange suggested that if we want to improve the competitiveness of Chinese football through naturalization, we must implement it as soon as possible.

Some FIFA members have criticized the chaos of naturalization in countries around the world. According to him, some people have proposed to increase the length of time a player has lived in a country from two years to five years, and there will also be restrictions on bloodline. There is still debate about whether the nationality of the naturalized country must be within three generations or five generations. However, he also told me that the new naturalization policy has not yet entered the formal discussion stage, and it will take more than three years to come up with a specific plan.

Also, he told me that the vast majority of FIFA members still hope that we can enter the World Cup finals as a normal practice to increase the proportion of the population involved in football. He will call Blatter and ask him to relax and simplify the process of naturalization approval in China as much as possible.

You see, my task is completed, now let's see how to proceed?"

Yan Shiduo first showed a happy expression, then fell silent. The office was quiet for a moment, and everyone was stumped by the question of ancestry. It seemed a bit weird to say that a big black African man had Chinese ancestry.

Meng Jie saw that the scene was a bit depressing, and half-jokingly said: "It would be great if we could prove that he is a descendant of Kunlun slaves who were trafficked by Jews in the Tang Dynasty. But even if we can prove that he is a descendant of Kunlun slaves, it doesn't make sense! How can a Kunlun slave return to Africa after arriving in the Tang Dynasty?"

"Forget it! In order to make long-term profits, the Jews were afraid that the blacks would reproduce in our country and affect the price, so they castrated all the blacks before transporting them to China. How could there be any offspring? Both the history of the Tang Dynasty and the history of Arabia have clear records. This can't be fooled!"

Gao Haiyang is also helpless about his wife's imagination. Although his wife was born into a wealthy family, she does not have the temperament of many girls of the same type. However, she has a magical imagination and often comes up with some strange ideas.

The conversation between the young couple reminded An Shaokang, "It would be better if the players you want to naturalize are Kenyan."

Yan Shiduo was already at his wit's end and didn't want to miss any opportunity. "Oh! What do you have to say? Tell me!"

An Shaokang began to tell everyone a bizarre story, "My good friend Hu Mingya is the first secretary of the Chinese Embassy in Kenya. In March of this year, he received a mysterious letter. The content of the letter was all composed of Chinese characters, but the strange thing was that not only was the content of the letter written in classical Chinese, but the writer was actually an African girl named Sharif.

The letter said that she was a descendant of the famous Chinese figure Zheng He.

Sharif was born in Xiyu Village on Pattai Island in Mombasa, Kenya. His family was relatively poor and he had four other brothers and sisters.

When Sharif was young, her mother often told her that their family was of Chinese descent, which made Sharif very curious, and she began to try to understand her family's origins.

Later, Sharif learned that there was a legend about Zheng He that had been circulating in the local area. As early as 600 years ago, when Zheng He sailed to the West, a ship in Zheng He's fleet ran aground and sank near Patthai Island. The sailors on the ship came to Patthai Island after the ship sank.

Then a misunderstanding arose between the crew and the local natives, and with the crew's kindness, the natives realized that they had good intentions.

Although both sides were suspicious of each other during the negotiations, the sailors eventually settled down here smoothly and began to reproduce.

The descendants of the sailors continued to live there until the last century. More than a hundred years ago, the British came, and they were not as friendly as the Chinese.

As soon as the British arrived, they began to capture the islanders and wanted to sell them to America. They also put up some resistance, but in the face of modern muskets, their spears and swords were no match for the British. After just one conflict, the residents of Patay Island were defeated.

Fortunately, the residents of the island were not pure Africans. Some of them could even write some Chinese characters. When the British attacked, the elders of the island arranged for some women and children to retreat to the African continent. Sharif's great-grandfather was one of the elders on the island. His family did not retreat with the main force. Instead, they all stayed to resist the invaders.

Later, seeing that all the tribesmen had left safely, the elders hid several women and a dozen children in a cave, thus avoiding capture and massacre by the British. The others were either killed or captured by the British and taken to the ship. The women and children only came out after the British left.

By Sharif's generation, there were only four families left on the island. They were all descendants of the sailors, and they continued with traditional Chinese customs.

These sailors have always taught their descendants to be kind to others, so they have lived in harmony with the indigenous people who came to the island later, and helped the locals develop, and this has continued to this day.

In order to distinguish them, the locals call people with Chinese ancestry "Wafamo", and Sharif belongs to this group. "

After hearing this story, Zhang Jilong immediately grasped the key point. "You mean that most of the descendants of the Chinese crew members have fled to the African continent? The British did not just arrest people on the island. How could they let go of the natives on the African continent? Our descendants are influenced and educated by their ancestors. They know better how to avoid danger and seek good fortune. In that case, would the African natives know how to protect the women and children and retreat? Would these people who retreated cross the entire Africa and come to Côte d'Ivoire on the west coast?"

Gao Haiyang stared at Yan Shiduo in a daze, "Will this work?"

Gao Haiyang thought to himself, this is too ridiculous!

An Shaokang thought this plan was feasible. As a diplomat, he knew how mean and shameless countries were in both communication and conflict. "They think the environment in Cote d'Ivoire is good, and they want to settle down. It depends on how we operate. If the Football Association starts from this aspect, I will call Hu Mingya and cooperate with the Football Association to play a show."

……

December 12th is Christmas Eve for Westerners, and tomorrow is Christmas. When Shen Bin walked out of the airport exit, he immediately saw Li Yan waving at him in the welcoming crowd. Shen Bin pulled his baseball cap down and said, "Brother! You look familiar to me! You look like Shen Bin who played football in the Netherlands."

A fat man looked at Shen Bin with suspicion, "Dude, you got the wrong guy. The Dutch league isn't over yet!"

The fat man shook his head. "I don't think so, but you and Shen Bin do look a bit alike."

Shen Bin hurriedly came to Li Yan. The two knew that if they didn't leave, they might be recognized by the fans. Without much communication, they hurried out of the hall and walked towards the parking lot.

"Last month, I handed over 300,000 yuan in principal plus 100,000 yuan in interest to Dai Zhao. He now often helps out at the football school run by former coach Guo Jiangping in the suburbs of Shenyang. I don't know what he does specifically. If you want to find him, you can only ask Coach Guo." Li Yan drove to the hotel while communicating with Shen Bin who was sitting in the passenger seat.

……

Time goes back to a month ago.

Dai Zhao came back from the bank. He had just gone to a nearby bank and transferred the money Li Yan gave him to Mai Yi, An Longbiao and Wang Dong, 100,000 yuan each. He deposited 80,000 yuan for himself and took 20,000 yuan back to the dry cleaners.

Some time ago, his eldest sister told him that they could run this small dry cleaning shop together. Although the income was not much, it was enough to support him.

However, he was unwilling to do so. Although he actually paid for his eldest sister to open the dry cleaning shop, his eldest sister had her own family after all, and the shop was actually the common property of the couple. The eldest sister's statement alone could not really count.

Of course he knew that if he insisted on sharing the shop with his eldest sister's family, his brother-in-law Chen Gang would not directly oppose it, but he also knew that Chen Gang's doing so would definitely bring conflicts to his eldest sister's family - he was sure that Chen Gang would never willingly give him half of the shop.

When Chen Gang found that he could not stop this, given his brother-in-law's temper, even if he didn't say anything to her face, he would find reasons behind her back to vent his resentment on her.

Therefore, as long as he agrees to my eldest sister, the peaceful days of my eldest sister's family will be over!

At that time, she had to choose between herself, her husband and family, and her siblings. What choice would she make? But no matter what she decided, she would be a victim...

So he couldn't accept his elder sister's advice.

Dai Zhao picked up a pen, left a farewell letter and 20,000 yuan in cash for his elder sister, and while his elder sister was picking up the children from the kindergarten, he simply packed a few clothes and dragged his suitcase towards the long-distance bus station.