Football: The immortal legend on the green field

Jiang Sisi looked at the handsome boy with nice wheat-colored skin in front of her, and her heart beat faster than usual.

In her eyes, the boy who came over with Coach Guo was simply perfect—tall and handsome. Unlike Dai Zhao's melancholy eyes, the boy was more calm and generous. When he smiled, his teeth were as white as jade, and his eyes were like stars in the sky shining. Even his hair, which was casually combed back, looked so beautiful, messy and unruly, exuding a wild flavor. When he wore the loose and baggy sportswear that others wore, he looked lazy and sexy...

Who says wearing sportswear is ugly? It’s the person wearing the sportswear who is ugly!

Oh my god! How should I choose? Both are so good...

Jiang Sisi became more and more fascinated as she watched. Just when she was about to muster up the courage to approach them, the boy came up to them and said, "Come on, let's weigh the kids you've been training for half a month."

She just opened her mouth to strike up a conversation, but the boy beat her to it by saying, "Ma'am, if you want to pursue my senior brother, please wait until the training is over! It's class time now."

Then he smiled and waved at her, grabbed Dai Zhao who was still preparing to explain, turned around and ran away unsteadily.

Jiang Sisi's face turned red, and she felt a little regretful and annoyed. Why was she so busy being infatuated with him that she forgot the most important thing?

However, when she saw Shen Bin's hips swaying with his steps, her eyes became dazed again - even if he looked lazy, he was still so handsome, it was amazing!

Jiang Xin finished the training and successfully got the autograph. He couldn't wait to pull his sister away. He didn't want his sister to stay here any longer. If she stayed any longer, her soul would be seduced away by Coach Dai...

Jiang Sisi, who was pulled away by Jiang Xin, broke free from her brother's hand and asked for his autograph. "So his name is Shen Bin! How come he is even more handsome than Brother Zhao! Is this fair?" She kept looking back after she finished her sigh.

She had originally planned to invite Dai Zhao out on a date today, but when she saw Shen Bin hesitate for a moment, she lost the best time. Now she was ready to turn back but suddenly lost her courage.

"Don't be such a fangirl. If you want to pursue Coach Dai, you still have a chance. But if you want to pursue Shen Bin, it's wishful thinking. Shen Bin's partner is Fan Bingbing..."

The other children were picked up by their parents one after another. A few children whose parents had no time to pick up their children because the journey was far or their parents were busy at work climbed into Yu Jinsong's car again and were taken home by Yu Jinsong.

The stadium where the football training class was held gradually returned to its quietness and desolation.

The sun was setting, and the shadows of a row of makeshift houses beside the court were stretched out very long and projected onto the court. It was already very late, and if the lights were not turned on, it would be impossible to play football here at night.

The training class coached by Guo naturally has no money to pay the high electricity bill. The lighting of the stadium consumes a lot of electricity, so it is closed at night. In fact, if there are many children coming to learn to play football at night, it is not impossible to pay some electricity bills and open a class at night, but there is no such source of students.

In fact, Guo Jianping's football training class only has two classes on Saturday and Sunday afternoons. There are not so many children interested in football, and there are only a handful of parents willing to spend money to send their children to play football. Guo Jiangping had a glimmer of hope at the beginning of this training class, but when he saw the children who came here, he knew there was not much hope.

The current situation of Chinese football is just like this shabby and simple stadium. No one wants to have anything to do with football. If you really send your child to play football, your life will be ruined. No biological parent wants to do such a thing.

For ordinary families, the monthly training fee of 500 yuan is still too high. In China, the richest 0.01% own 80% of the wealth. Their children all have bright futures. If their parents are officials, their children will also be officials in the future. If their parents are in business, their children will also be presidents of large groups. How could they send their children to suffer this?

The lower 5% of middle-class families own 15% of the society's wealth. Their children are the ones that Guo Jiangping tricked into playing football. Moreover, the parents who can send their children to play football are those among this group who have a passion for football. Therefore, it is not surprising that there are only 5000 children playing football in China every year.

Where do the poor families, which account for 95% of the country's population, get the extra expenses of 500 yuan per month? Although their population now reaches 13 billion, how much money does each person have when things calm down? The family income will be enough for daily expenses. If they want to buy a house, get married, or see a doctor, they will still have to go into debt.

Therefore, the football school opened by Shen Bin is aimed at the 95% of the 30% and the poor families. They can truly receive completely free education, completely free food, clothing, housing and transportation, and are still willing to send their children to play football.

Shen Bin helped Guo Jiangping and Dai Zhao put all the training equipment into the warehouse. After Guo Jiangping locked the door and took the key, Dai Zhao was preparing to go out for dinner with Shen Bin.

At this moment, Dai Zhao was pulled by Guo Jiangping.

"what do you think?"

Seeing the serious look on Coach Guo's face, Dai Zhao was a little surprised and a little flustered, and quickly explained: "I really have no interest in Jiang Xin's sister, old man, don't think too much. Don't worry, I will never do anything to tarnish the reputation of our training class..."

Shen Bin standing aside almost laughed to death. Coach Guo obviously didn't mean to ask about relationships between men and women, and Dai Zhao obviously thought it was wrong.

Guo Jiangping didn't expect Dai Zhao to answer like this. He slapped Dai Zhao's butt in annoyance and said, "What are you thinking about? That's not what I'm asking about!"

Dai Zhao patted his chest and let out a long sigh, "Don't get me wrong, I really don't put my mind on women."

"I'm asking about your future plans!"

Guo Jiangping was not surprised by his attitude, and did not even try to persuade him. Instead, he proposed another plan: "If you still have a desire to play football, then listen to Shen Bin and go to the Netherlands to try your luck. If you really have lost your fighting spirit, then go get a coaching certificate and become a coach."

Dai Zhao frowned: "I am not fit to be a coach. I can't even manage myself, how can I manage others?"

The two of them were simply "fighting the enemy with generals and covering the water with earth". Dai Zhao would reject Guo Haiping's proposals with various reasons.

Guo Jiangping smiled, "People say that no one knows a son better than his father. You and your brother have been dependent on each other since you were young. You are willing to tell me everything that is on your mind. I don't know you. If a domestic club wants you, you will go there happily. But Shen Bin suggested that you go to the Netherlands to make a living. You are afraid of the unknown environment and the uncertainty of the future. You are also afraid of ruining your friend's reputation and getting your friend into trouble. Do you still want to play football? If you do, you should go to Europe to try your luck. The domestic football environment is not suitable for a straightforward person like you."

Shen Bin also advised at the right time, "Guo's words are right. The football there is purer. There is no match-fixing, no refereeing, and no football association leaders who accept bribes. Maybe some people have racist tendencies, but are we worse off than black people? There is only one original sin there, and that is being rude."