The sweeping army of the greenery

Chapter 36
The phone just hung up, and it rang again immediately.

Li Tiancheng picked it up and took a look, then quickly wiped his face: "Mom, didn't you just call last night? What's the matter?"

"Cheng Cheng." Xu Jingfang covered her phone and carefully looked around. Li Yuanchao was staring at the newspaper, as if she didn't care about it at all. If her ears weren't so erect, it would be more like: "I heard you are going to treason?"

Li Tiancheng was caught off guard, choked on his saliva, and coughed violently...

After coughing for a long time, she returned to normal: "Mom, you are my own mother, you don't need to be such a spoiled person!"

"Didn't I just read the online news and said so?" Xu Jingfang suddenly felt embarrassed.

"What did they say again?" Li Tiancheng's nerves tensed all of a sudden. Although these hateful guys can't affect him, they can always disgust his family.

"Oh, this time they just said it's possible." Xu Jingfang reacted: "They said that many European football powers plan to naturalize you. They said it decently, and they said that Spain took the lead."

"Oh, it's rare that there are no random fabrications." Li Tiancheng answered subconsciously.

"It really happened." Xu Jingfang raised her voice, and Li Yuanchao immediately threw down the newspaper and turned to look at this side: "I say yes, although my mother doesn't know football, my parents also follow everything in football. You, let yourself make up your own mind, but this can't work!"

"mom……"

"Mom, what mother?" Xu Jingfang was angry: "There is no room for negotiation. Your grandfather was a guerrilla, your grandfather fought against the United States and aided Korea, and your father fought back against Vietnam. Our family roots are young and young. We must not betray the country because of football. The World Cup No way, your great-grandfather faced twenty gold bars back then..."

"Mom, mom..." Li Tiancheng quickly interrupted, this old story sounds like it would be endless: "Mom, I meant it happened, but I didn't say I agreed!"

"I didn't agree!" Xu Jingfang's tone softened, and Li Yuanchao picked up the newspaper again: "You kid didn't say it earlier, it scared me, I told you son, it means your grandpa doesn't know how to surf the Internet, otherwise this It was his old man who called in a while, fortunately I asked you for verification first, otherwise the matter would become serious."

"Yes, yes, thank you for your generosity."

"That is……"

……

Li Tiancheng hung up the phone, heaved a sigh of relief, and relaxed. Sure enough, his mother was his only nemesis.

"Boss, what's the matter?" Xiao Xie came over again after seeing Li Tiancheng put down his phone.

"It's nothing." Li Tiancheng smiled brightly and brightly: "Brother Xie."

"exist."

"I'm going to become a national footballer, Huaxia national footballer!" Li Tiancheng resolutely said, "Brother Xie, call Jose here for me."

"Yes." Xiao Xie turned around and left without hesitation.

Waiting for Jose to arrive, Li Tiancheng reorganized his thoughts, and finally nodded, this is indeed the final decision.

"Jose." Li Tiancheng looked at Jose firmly, watching him walk in front of him.

"I am a Chinese person first, and then a football player. I hope to represent my country. Maybe the Chinese men's football team is not worth mentioning, but it is a great honor to represent China. I want to accept the call of the Chinese national team!"

"Okay." Jose nodded, exhaled, and the exhalation sound was clearly audible: "I understand, I will reply to the Spanish Football Association immediately."

Jose relaxed his whole body: "Although this is a pity, at least there will be no financial loss."

"After receiving the club's notice, it's time to contact Brother Hai. It's not bad to go together." Li Tiancheng began to look forward to a career in the national team.

"You seem to be impressed by this one?" Jose was a little puzzled, Li didn't accept other people's character just because of his compatriots.

"This is a thoughtful person. We have talked about Chinese football." Li Tiancheng talked about the content of the chat between the two of them, of course it was just a rough idea.

"That's pretty much what I thought." Jose raised his hands and was about to cross his fingers when he realized that there was no table in front of him, so he crossed his arms and said, "The Chinese Football Association is oriented by the results of the national team, which is a typical Olympic pattern; What a compatriot said is that the football industry is at the core, which is the sports industry model.”

"All football powers are the result of focusing on professional leagues and vigorously developing the football industry, without exception!"

"And that's why I said I underestimated the difficulty. Huaxia doesn't care about the sports industry at all. Chinese people don't like sports at all. It's too difficult to develop the football industry in China. It's hell."

"How could we not like sports? Every time we go to the Olympics and World Cup, the streets are empty for more than just talk!" Li Tiancheng frowned.

"You also said that it was the Olympics and the World Cup. How many of your strong Olympic sports are accessible to ordinary people, and what is the penetration rate? After all, there is no professional sports industry in China." Jose is still very sure: "Aren't you If you love sports, you are only patriotic, and national honor is what you care most about.”

Seeing that Li Tiancheng was still not convinced and seemed to have something to say, Jose then said, "I'm not going to argue with you today. If Chinese football wants to develop, it must start with a professional league. Do you agree with that?"

Li Tiancheng nodded, that's right.

"I just remind you that it is very difficult to promote the progress of Chinese football starting from the league. It is much more difficult than our original estimate. You must be mentally prepared."

Li Tiancheng stared at Jose, who looked back frankly without flinching.

"Okay, I'll remember." Li Tiancheng nodded: "Isn't it too early to think about this now? It's too late to talk about it after I win the Golden Globe."

Jose nodded. It's a bit difficult. Not only must he perform undisputedly excellent, but he also has to avoid the World Cup year and the European Cup year. Even the Asian Cup does not know whether it is a help or a hindrance.

While meditating, the phone rang, and Jose stepped aside to answer the phone.

"plum!"

"What." Li Tiancheng was a little bored. He was about to take a few long shots to relieve his boredom when he heard Jose calling himself. He looked back at Jose, still a little surprised, didn't he finish talking?
"I received a notice from Liverpool Club. The call-up letter from the Chinese Football Association has arrived. I have replied to them. You will accept the call-up!" Jose said solemnly, "This matter is considered settled."

"Okay," Li Tiancheng said with a relaxed expression, "I'll ask Brother Xia Hai when he will leave."

Li Tiancheng's decision was instantly communicated to several places.

Spain, Madrid, in an office of the Spanish Football Association, a Mediterranean man put down the fax in his hand and chuckled: "This kid is still young, but he still has a chance. He will soon know how dangerous society is. The league has changed the rules."

In Huaxia, the imperial capital, in a certain room of the CCTV building, Liu Jianhong laughed loudly: "I just said that Li Tiancheng will not be confused!"

Liverpool, Melwood training base, Paco walked into the office: "Rafa, Li's agent replied that Li decided to accept the call of the Chinese Football Association and return to Asia to participate in the World Cup preliminaries."

Benitez leaned over his desk to write, and nodded when he heard the words.

Paco has long been used to his style, but he didn't care about it. He just complained to himself: "Damn it, we can't even organize training when it comes to the international competition day."

"This is a giant, isn't it?" Benitez finally raised his head: "Don't talk about it. Although we lost in the last game, it also verified our thinking. We are suitable for playing 4231. Now we need to continue advance."

Paco: ...

Alright, workaholics, here we go.

Picking up the video tape and walking towards the machine: "The players still have a lot of problems in running positions..."

(End of this chapter)