Football: The immortal legend on the green field

Shen Bin chatted with Seidel for about ten minutes, and then the Coca-Cola person called Shen Yuanchao, who quickly ran to his son's room and handed him the phone.

Shen Bin had no choice but to hang up DeMio’s call and chat with the people from Coca-Cola.

Coca-Cola asked Shen Bin to explain the cause and process of the incident in detail.

Because Haarlem Athletic will definitely mobilize all media forces to launch a counterattack, Shen Bin himself and Star Sports alone cannot withstand this situation. That is the network accumulated by Neeskens in more than 13 years of professional football. If Coca-Cola wants to avoid being at a disadvantage in public opinion, it must take action to maintain Shen Bin's image, at least in Greater China and Southeast Asia. Since signing with Shen Bin, their performance in the Asia-Pacific region has increased by %, squeezing out a part of the market share of their old rival Pepsi.

"Can you beat Harlem Athletic in the media?" Shen Bin asked curiously.

"Tsk! Not to mention Haarlem, even Real Madrid, so what! If you join the Illuminati, I guarantee that no one would dare to do anything to you even if you kill Neeskens!" The Coca-Cola official told the truth.

"Neeskens is a thing of the past. You, Kobe, and Tiger Woods are the present. You have to know that even the gods of the sports world must be at their peak to have the influence of gods. Once you get old, all brands will leave you, including our Coca-Cola. The Rothschild elders are very optimistic about you. They hope that you will become a pioneer in entering China. As long as you join, you can do whatever you want in the world, unless you rape the Queen of England."

At first, Shen Bin knew nothing about the so-called Illuminati. He just heard from them that Einstein, the President of the United States, the world's richest man Bill Gates, the basketball god Michael Jordan, the music tycoon P. Diddy, Hollywood directors Spielberg and George Lucas, and movie star Will Smith were all their members.

Shen Bin was actually quite interested at first and was about to learn more about it, but when he heard him ask him to become a stepping stone to enter China, he immediately gave up his interest in joining.

Shen Bin didn't understand these tricks before, but he learned a lot from the quarrels.

After the Coca-Cola manager understood the situation, he asked Shen Bin about his future plans: "Shen Bin, are you willing to play for a big market team?"

"Can the company even get involved in this kind of thing?"

"Everything depends on human effort, Shen Bin. We will use all available resources and strength to help you with your transfer."

"I don't have any specific ideas about this matter. I have to listen to the opinions of the agency. If you are interested in participating, you can negotiate with Xingkong. After all, they are more professional than you and me."

"Kid, it seems that you have concerns about joining the Illuminati. That's fine. Here's a suggestion for you. You should put the market first. Only those who own a large market can build an empire."

Shen Bin was still listening to Coca-Cola's sermon, and his cell phone ringtone started playing Dao Lang's magnetic and clear voice again, "The first snow of 2002 came later than usual..."

Shen Bin was somewhat helpless and had to hurriedly say goodbye to Coca-Cola and answered the call from Ali Han in Beijing. "The quarrel between you and Neeskens has spread here. The Chinese are really hypocritical. The fans here overwhelmingly choose to support you, hahahaha...but many scholars have criticized you."

"Alright! The support of the fans is the most important. It seems that my efforts this year have not been in vain. At least I have won the hearts of most of the fans. However, here it is just the opposite. Most of the fans are cursing me, while the media is more tolerant of me. How is it? It's all right over there!"

"It's going pretty well, but the Football Association doesn't seem to have a unified opinion. I need your cooperation. Krauchen has a lot of opinions about my involvement in the youth team. This old German guy looks down on us Dutch just like his countrymen. When can you come back?"

"I'll be in Beijing tomorrow afternoon, so I can go directly to your place."

"That's great. The National Youth Team and the National Olympic Team just returned to the Xianghe base. I am not satisfied with the current players in the National Youth Team. The players selected by Krauchen are more focused on physical fitness and less on talent and technology. I want to turn the situation around for the National Youth Team, but I face many difficulties."

On June 6, Shen Bin returned to Beijing, the capital of his motherland.

On that day, he, Gao Haiyang, Ali Han and their team plunged into the Football Association's archives. They had to watch 60 U19 and U17 game videos within a week.

On June 6, six players playing overseas returned to China one after another. The clubs of Dong Fangzhuo, Hao Junmin, Dai Zhao and Chen Tao were relatively kind, as their clubs had no pressure to perform well and allowed them to return home a week in advance to prepare for the World Youth Championship. Tiote and Deng Zhuoxiang were the last to arrive in Beijing.

Dormitory of the youth team of Guancheng Club in Chengdu, Sichuan.

Tan Wangsong was stuffing local specialties into his bag... Local specialties? Yes, in addition to training and competition clothes, sneakers, and some personal items, he bought a big bag specifically for these local specialties.

When he received a call from the Football Association office at his home in Zigong, he thought he had encountered a prank. He, who couldn't even have a stable substitute position in the club's youth team, was actually selected into the 44-man roster of the Chinese National Youth Team!

Even though this is just a training roster and not the final 23-man competition roster, it still made the whole family excited for several days.

So, his mother, father, grandfather, and grandmother all mobilized. His family is not rich. His grandparents are retired, his mother is a teacher at a primary school in the town, and his father works for others in Yibin. Since their child was selected for the National Olympic Team, they could not give him any expensive gifts - in fact, they should not give gifts at all, so the family members who can cook well prepared countless bags of delicious food for him to take to Beijing.

"Distribute these to your teammates and coaches, and build good relationships with them. You have to trust your teammates, learn from your coach with an open mind, and don't have conflicts with your teammates..." His grandfather, a simple retired worker, didn't know that people didn't care about these things made at home. Besides, the weather now would be almost bad even if they were taken to Beijing.

Tan Wangsong had already distributed half of his money when he returned to Chengdu. His salary was not enough to treat the guests, so he had to use this as a substitute.

Of course, he didn't know that some of his red-eyed "teammates" turned around and threw those things into the trash can, not forgetting to spit a few mouthfuls of thick phlegm filled with smoke on them: "Son of a bitch! That coach has eye problems!"

After he zipped up his clothes with difficulty, Liu Yu came knocking on his door with his suitcase: "Hurry up! Others are waiting!"

Tan Wangsong, who is 1.83 meters tall, picked up two heavy bags and turned around: "Here I am! Here I am! Why are you in such a hurry? These are for us to eat on the way. How many people will eat on the way? Why are you crying when there is food?"

Liu Yu, whose hands were not idle, smiled and kicked Tan Wangsong on the butt: "Let's go! Go to the national youth team!"

Changchun, Jilin, Yatai Club Youth Team.

Wan Houliang took off the captain's armband and placed it next to his pillow. He looked again at the dormitory where he had lived for two years, then picked up his bag and turned to walk out.

"Let's go! Go to the National Youth Team!"

Bai Yuefeng, a Korean guy from Yanbian, picked up his suitcase and followed without saying a word. The dormitory door closed gently behind them.

When the two walked out of the dormitory building, they were startled. The teammates who were supposed to be taking a nap gathered outside the dormitory building, waiting for them. When they saw the two coming out, someone started shouting, "Captain! Come back soon!"

As soon as he finished shouting, he was beaten up by someone else: "Go to hell! Can you say something auspicious?"

"You old idiot, you are so uneducated. How did you go to primary school? You should say: Captain! Goodbye! Don't come back! Take root and sprout like a little tree in the national youth team!"

"Ugh--" He vomited and knocked everyone down.

Wan Houliang smiled, and the sadness of parting was diluted.