From Zhu Guanghu's point of view, it is normal to inspect a newcomer. Not as biased as a club coach because he represents the country.

Whether it is the national youth team or the national Olympic team, the country is in urgent need of talents now, and it is not as optimistic as people think.

1998 was actually quite chaotic for Chinese football, there were too many incomprehensible things in Chinese football, and there were too many unsolvable things.

This year's A-League has not improved overall, more of a stagnation, and there are even signs of regression in individual links.

The biggest failure is that after the top 10 matches, Chinese football should have a spirit of hard work, where to fall and get up again, to practice internal skills, to effectively improve the technical and tactical level, and to humbly learn from the experience of a football power. However, the opposite is true, with coaches changing like a marquee, the quality of training not improving, and the professionalism of the players is poor.

The main players of the Chinese team in the top 10 matches, the technical level of a considerable number of people is declining, the new entry of A A is hard to find, and the players with characteristics are extremely rare.

But who knows later?

After seeing Zheng Zhi's talent in the midfield, Zhu Guanghu made a little space in Zheng Zhi's mind. Although Li Yin, Zhao Junzhe (let's still use this name), Sui Xiliang and Zhang Xiaorui are almost unshakable in his heart.

At least Zheng Zhi can be an effective addition to the team, and it is crucial.

There is one thing that has always troubled Zhu Guanghu. That is the Jianlibao team in his hands, or the future National Olympic team, although the technical and tactical play is very mature, and the individual ability of the players in the team is also very good. However, there is always something missing in the crucial link.

This kind of thing is like a catalyst needed in some kind of chemical reaction, and the National Olympics does not have this thing.

This kind of thing can't be described concretely, but he seems to see it in Zheng Zhi's body.

He felt that once Zheng Zhi was put in that position, maybe the national Olympic team would live......

He couldn't help but compare Zheng Zhi with Zhang Xiaorui, Sui Xiliang, Li Yin, and Zhao Junzhe one by one, but he still felt that Zheng Zhi had too distinctive characteristics.

This made him want to move again.

Who the hell found out and let him play in midfield? At this moment, he was really curious and admired the guy who adjusted Zheng Zhi to the middle lane......

It happened that he was going to the Northeast to inspect the state of the National Olympic players on the weekend, so he copied Zheng Zhi's home phone number......

"Hehe, this Dad Zheng is really careful enough, and even noted the time of calling."

Zhu Guanghu had to admire Zheng's father, because Zheng's father indicated in the letter when he could answer the phone.

During this time, Zheng's father stayed in the living room as soon as he got off work, just to wait for a phone call. Sometimes when he came back late, he chased after Zheng's mother and asked if there was a phone call to find him.

Unfortunately, after more than ten days, he did not receive anything, but received three packages that were returned.

One of them was given to him by a postscript.

Seeing this package, Zheng's father couldn't hide his disappointment.

"He didn't even open the package, he didn't even look at it! Alas! ”

"You will miss my son and you will definitely regret it later!"

The melancholy Dad Zheng has a big opinion of Zhang Yin, but what can he do, isn't it the most normal thing to sink into the sea and have no news?

The mood is quite heavy, and it looks like this trick is not working......

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Saturday.

The plane from Guangzhou slowly landed at Dalian Airport, and Zhu Guanghu got off the plane and went straight to Fushun.

The time was in a hurry, and Zhu Guanghu almost pinched the point. But the more you rush, the more time works against you.

Because of a traffic accident on the way, there was a traffic jam, and this one missed the game in Liaoning, if Zhu Guanghu went to Fushun, it is estimated that the game would have ended long ago.

The angry Zhu Guanghu gritted his teeth with hatred, a pair of tiger eyes can kill.

He tried to calm his mind and finally made a new decision.

"Take me to Shenyang."

After coming all the way to Liaoning, he couldn't go back empty-handed, so in the end he still thought of Zheng Zhi.

The video has been seen, and people have definitely seen it, but seeing is still believing.

He doesn't care about Zheng Zhi who plays at right-back, but he cares a lot about Zheng Zhi who plays in midfield!

Zheng Zhi's fate may be about to change......

When I went to Shenyang, it was already six o'clock in the evening, and after finding a hotel, Zhu Guanghu still dialed Zheng Zhijia's phone.

Sure enough, it was Zheng's father who picked it up.

"Hey, is this Zheng Zhi's house?"

"Yes, who are you?"

"Oh, that's right, I'm the coach of the Chinese Olympic team......"

After this string of names soared out, Zheng's father was dumbfounded on the spot, but he didn't expect Zhu Guanghu to call!

"Hello?"

"Hey, hey?"

"Can you hear me?"

Zhu Guanghu thought the line was broken.

Dad Zheng stayed for more than ten seconds before returning to normal.

"Ah, I'm Zheng Zhi's father!"

"Where are you now?"

"Oh, that's the ......," Zhu Guanghu said straight to the point......

In the end, Zheng's father finally heard Zhu Guanghu's meaning clearly, and he wanted to see Zheng Zhi play.

"Ah, Zheng Zhi has a game tomorrow afternoon, if you have time......"

In the end, the pie in the sky happened like this, and Zhu Guanghu made an appointment with him to watch Zheng Zhi play football tomorrow.

After hanging up the phone, Zheng's father pinched his thigh with his fingers several times, only to confirm that he was not dreaming just now.

"Ouch!"

"the kid!"

"Quick, come out!"

The excited Dad Zheng shouted in the hall, unable to suppress the excitement in his heart at all.

"China...... The head coach of the National Olympic team, that, that, that Jianlibao, Jianlibao's head coach Zhu Guanghu, he, he called me just now! ”

The tongue is curled.

"What do you say?" Mama Zheng really didn't hear what he said.

"I said, that, that...... Ah! ”

"Where's my son!"

Dad Zheng still didn't breathe.

"He went for a run."

"Oh! Then I'll go out and find him! After Zheng's father finished speaking, he had already snatched the door out, his legs were still shaking with excitement, and he was a little floating when he walked.

Whizzed down the five-story staircase and headed straight for the playground......

Under the sunset, Zheng Zhi was running alone, this was already the 20th lap, and he still had no intention of stopping.

Plopping, his heart was beating rhythmically, and in the distance, he saw Zheng's father, and then stopped.

Wiping a handful of sweat from his forehead, he was about to speak, but was robbed by Zheng's father.

"Zhu Guanghu called me!"

blurted out, more lisuo than just now, and because he has been holding back from home until now!

"What?"