Chapter 4 (22)

Although the place where the two Shaanxi people stayed was not far from the Yafeng base, Li Xiaolin still borrowed a small car, and then pulled Gao Jinsong around the road by the East Lake and drove for more than half an hour, until he could see the tall and low uneven chimneys from a distance, and he could faintly see the vague buildings under the chimneys.

The concrete-paved fork was not wide, but it was smooth, and there was no bump in the wheels, only an inaudible rustle. On both sides of the road are French plane trees smeared with half-human white insect repellent paint, and the lush branches and leaves hold me and I connect you, quietly separating the road from the scorching heat of the world outside. Occasionally, a few golden rays of sunlight leaked through the gaps in the foliage, reflecting a few bright patches of light on the ground. These highlights undoubtedly add a lot of brilliance to this cool little world.

Gao Jinsong suddenly found that the road surface was obviously much higher than the farmland on both sides, and couldn't help asking: "This roadbed is artificially built?" ”

"Hmm." Li Xiaolin nodded and said, "This is a guest house for the Air Force, but now it is also open to the local community." Very nice place, no worse than those five-star hotels. And here......" His words were interrupted by the ringing of his own mobile phone. It seems that the two guests have been waiting a little anxiously. "It's coming soon, we've already seen the door of the hotel." He replied briefly, hung up, and continued what he had just said. "It's very quiet here, no one will disturb us when we are idle,—— our current situation is very troublesome, those reporters are looking for us all the time, and then let them see that we have entanglements with people in Tianhe, Shaanxi, maybe there will be some chaos." Now what I'm most afraid of are those reporters who turn black and white upside down, obviously I am talking about the east, they dare to write west, maybe they can write the south and the north......"

Gao Jinsong nodded, agreeing with Li Xiaolin's statement. Some of his acquaintances have encountered this: Zhang Chi was still very valued by the club when he first arrived in Shanghai, and he was already the main striker in the team during the spring training in Haigeng, but he shouldn't have said anything in front of reporters "Director Zhao likes that foreign aid striker very much", as a result, as soon as the article saw the newspaper, he was immediately dumbfounded, and the article actually said that he had a lot of opinions on the head coach's reuse of foreign aid, and he was resentful, could this still kill him? On the day the article appeared in the newspaper, Zhang Chi was kicked to the bench, and when the first B league began, his status in the team was similar to his jersey number - No. 22. Zhang Chi's experience also sounded the alarm for Gao Jinsong, so he never expressed any high opinions in front of reporters, and except for himself, he never commented on others, and he didn't discuss whether he was good or bad.

Gao Jinsong was a little excited when the car drove into the gate of the Xinhu Hotel, because the policemen on both sides of the gate actually raised their hands to salute their red Otto, which had traveled more than 30,000 kilometers. But Li Xiaolin's words dissipated his excitement: "That's not the police, it's the security guard; It's not a real police uniform either, it's just a fake police uniform. ”

This place is no stranger to Li Xiaolin, who skillfully twisted his car around the road between the identical-looking two-story red brick sample buildings, and finally parked in front of a building painted with the word "C3".

Two middle-aged men standing in front of the building immediately greeted them.

Li Xiaolin and Gao Jinsong hurriedly got out of the car.

"This is Director Xue, who is the technical advisor of Shaanxi Tianhe." Li Xiaolin introduced the somewhat bald man to Gao Jinsong first, and then pointed to another older thin man and said, "This is Teacher Ou." He did not introduce the position of the man surnamed Ou in Shaanxi, in fact, the teacher of Ou did not have a position, and the business card he handed to Gao Jinsong only had one name and a few phone numbers: "Ou Zhiqiang; Cell phone; Landline; bp。 ”

Director Xue shook hands with Gao Jinsong, just smiled, didn't say anything, Ou Zhiqiang was very enthusiastic, held Gao Jinsong's right hand tightly and didn't say anything, but also put his left hand up, and said in his mouth: "There was also Director Xue talking about you just now." I don't know how many times I've heard of you since last night, any newspaper has a description of your record-breaking long-range shot, and the TV has shown you scoring over and over again," he said and appropriately patted the back of Gao Jinsong's hand, sighing with a sigh.

Gao Jinsong knew that what Ou Zhiqiang said was not all the truth. The focus of the coverage of this game by the three national sports newspapers published today is either on the abnormal performance of Wuhan Yafeng, or on the grievances of Guangzhou Wuhua, which lost the opportunity to qualify for the cup, Gao Jinsong's long-range shot is just a fragment mentioned in these articles, even if it is a few newspapers in the city, the focus of the news is also on the change of Yafeng's head coach, and the only article related to him, the reporter of the evening newspaper also spent most of his pen and ink on rendering and speculating why he proposed the transfer at this time. However, Wuhan TV No. 2 rebroadcast the live broadcast of the game in the morning, and before coming here, Gao Jinsong had just enjoyed his wonderful performance on TV. But who doesn't like to hear compliments? Gao Jinsong held Ou Zhiqiang's hand, his face was so excited that his face was full of red light, and he just said humbly in his mouth: "I am also lucky......

"How could it be luck?" Ou Zhiqiang shook his head, saying that he didn't believe that it was just Gao Jinsong's mistake, and he also turned his face and asked Director Xue, "Do you believe this is luck?" ”

"Vision, judgment, technology, and strength, without none of them, you can't do anything." Director Xue's evaluation is very objective, "Of course, there is also an element of luck." ”

The two Shaanxi people are experts in understanding the ball, and they are both old and sophisticated, and they have been reminded by Li Xiaolin on the phone in advance, and now you are cooperating with me sentence by sentence, and a few words will shorten the distance between the two sides because of strangeness, and their just right praise and praise made Gao Jinsong smile almost from ear to ear, and he even felt that even if he promised Shaanxi Tianhe now, it may not be a good idea.

After a few pleasantries, Ou Zhiqiang said that they had booked a private room in the No. 2 restaurant of the hotel, but there was still some time before noon, so they took advantage of this time to discuss the details of the contract between Tianhe Club and Li Xiaolin. He said: "Everyone goes into the house to sit and talk, have a drink and eat some fruit or something, anyway, the restaurant here is open 24 hours a day, and you can eat at any time." As he spoke, he led the way.

Quiet in the small bungalow. The white walls are flat and there is not the slightest blemish in sight. The marble-paved floor is so clean and clear that it reflects the reflection of people, and the crisp sound can be heard when you step on it. Two groups of four milky white magnolia bud-like wall lamps on the wall add a bit of solemnity and solemnity to the place.

Gao Jinsong asked Li Xiaolin in a low voice: "Why is there no waiter here?" ”

"Yes, there are two of them in each building, but they usually stay in the duty room when the guests don't speak." Li Xiaolin said very briefly, and grinned at Gao Jinsong strangely.

Gao Jinsong nodded as if he didn't understand. He still didn't quite understand, but Li Xiaolin's strange expression made it difficult for him to delve into this problem.

The rooms of the two Shaanxi people are on the left side of the second floor, with the door facing the door. Director Xue let Gao Jinsong into his room, while Li Xiaolin and Ou Zhiqiang entered another room. Gao Jinsong was a little surprised, so Director Xue didn't just ask about Li Xiaolin's transfer? So what did he, a technical consultant, do in Wuhan? Could it really be as Li Xiaolin said, he came to observe himself closely? That's unbelievable, isn't it......

As soon as he entered the house, Director Xue immediately made tea for Gao Jinsong. Gao Jinsong hurriedly stopped him and said that he was not thirsty. How could he let an elder serve tea and pour water for him. But he still couldn't resist Xue's guidance, and in the end he could only sit on the sofa obediently.

"Come, try the 'Purple Hair Tip' I brought. It is generally not sold in other places, and every time I go on a business trip, I always have to bring it,—— I am not used to drinking tea from other places. "Director Xue put a cup of steaming tea in front of Gao Jinsong." You taste it, this tea was handed down from the Tang Dynasty, and it was a good thing that only emperors could enjoy in ancient times......"

Director Xue gushed about the good tea leaves in his hometown, what "strong taste", what "sweet aftertaste", and said that before an emperor who was driven to Sichuan in the Tang Dynasty fled from Chang'an, he also specially asked the people around him to bring this "tribute tea"; During the Song Dynasty, a very famous literati also wrote a poem dedicated to this tea. The most remarkable thing is that drinking this tea often can not only moisten the lungs, cleanse the stomach and intestines, and keep fit, but also cure all kinds of diseases......

Since Director Xue pulled the "Ziyang Hair Tip" to such a height, how could Gao Jinsong insist that he was not thirsty? He followed the example of Director Xue, picked up the cup, put it in front of him and sniffed the tea carefully, then gently blew the green leaves on the water, and then dipped the tea with his lips-

Gao Jinsong frowned and smacked his tongue for a long time, and then said, "Okay!" He finally swallowed the word "hot" back into his stomach.

"Delicious, isn't it?" Director Xue said with satisfaction, like a proud mother boasting about her child. "I like to drink good tea, and I also love to collect good tea ......" Speaking of his hobbies, Xue Gui's words have also increased, from Shaanxi famous tea to the top ten famous teas in the country, which are the top ten famous teas, where are their origins, what are their characteristics, and when was the earliest appearance of the age...... He said with a fluttering eyebrow, Gao Jinsong had no choice but to listen carefully with a smile, and listened coldly to Director Xue asking: "Xiao Gao, what kind of tea is produced in your hometown?" ”

"My hometown? What kind of tea is produced in my hometown? Gao Jinsong didn't come back to his senses for a while, and repeated this sentence two or three times before saying, "It seems that there is no particularly famous tea." "Where does he have the time and leisure to care about this? His understanding of tea is only to the extent of "delicious" and "not delicious".

"Where are you from?"

After listening to Gao Jinsong's answer, Director Xue stroked his forehead, which had few hairs left, raised his face and thought, and said: "I remember, the provincial team of your province was disbanded two or three years ago, and there were two people who came to Xi'an at that time, and they tried out in our club, and there was no result......" He looked at Gao Jinsong suspiciously, "You are not from your provincial team, right?" ”

Gao Jinsong smiled bitterly and said, "I am." After the disbandment of the provincial team, I also approached two clubs, but they didn't want me. He told the truth.

"Oh?" Director Xue glanced at Gao Jinsong in surprise. Since there is a professional league, in the past two years, there have been three first-class clubs in the army system to change the door and resell to the locality, they originally thought that Gao Jinsong was a good seedling picked up by the army, and drifted down several times, and finally let Wuhan Yafeng pick up a big bargain. It doesn't seem to be the case.

After a while, Instructor Xue asked again: "When your team was disbanded, you were from the youth team, right?" "If Gao Jinsong is a member of the provincial youth team, this is understandable, because he has not yet shown his face when the team is disbanded, naturally no one will pay attention to him and attach importance to him; But this kind of neglect is only a temporary thing, as long as his foundation is solid, with the accumulation of experience and psychological maturity, it is only a matter of a few games to become popular on the court. Judging from what they know, Gao Jinsong's performance in Wuhan Yafeng is also in line with this logic - it has been less than a month since Yafeng challenged the provincial city of Mingyuan away, and there have been three or four A-A clubs that can chase him.

"I was already in the provincial team at that time."

Director Xue took the opportunity to drink water to patrol Gao Jinsong up and down, and when he looked up again, he asked intentionally or unintentionally, "You were less than twenty years old at the time, right?" "Damn it! He muttered inwardly. This matter came too quickly, they didn't have time to understand Gao Jinsong's basic situation, and all the information related to Gao Jinsong was only a few words from Li Xiaolin, but Li Xiaolin didn't know much, for example, Gao Jinsong's parent team was the disbanded provincial team, and Li Xiaolin didn't mention it at all - it is estimated that he didn't know about it at all!

"I was eighteen years old when I joined the provincial team."

Director Xue held the thermos cup and didn't speak for a long time.

After a few short conversations, he has already given Gao Jinsong an evaluation: This is a very good young man.

Yes, this tall young man was very young, really young, his swarthy face showed almost no traces of time and weather, and there was a bit of childishness in his smile, and even the unshaven beard on his chin revealed his age, and those beards were still soft and fashionable. The posture of sitting on the sofa is not very natural, with the restraint of facing the elders, but when answering his own questions, his expression is very calm, neither taboo nor reserved, he must answer all questions, although the words are brief, the meaning is very clear.

He thought for a moment and then asked, "I've seen the video of your game." INTERVIEWER You're a defender, right? "He's pretty sure of that. When he was watching TV just now, he roughly counted that Gao Jinsong's successful steals were more than double digits, which is a remarkable number even for an authentic defender. He has already expressed his opinion and opinion to the club leaders in Beijing by phone: "You will never lose money to buy such a defender. "And it can be used as a striker.

"I ...... I used to play as a midfielder. Gao Jinsong said with some embarrassment.

Guiding Xue, who was carrying the burden of Shaanxi Tianhe technical consultant, looked away one after another, and his old face couldn't help but flush a little, he looked at Gao Jinsong with his mouth open, and only squeezed out a sentence for a long time: "Say so, say so...... Wuhan Yafeng is...... Did you buy you as a midfielder? Back waist? He remembered that Li Xiaolin had told them that Gao Jinsong had been partnering with another Wuhan player in the back, but the position was higher and more focused on scheduling and organization.

"At that time, You Shenyou's guidance meant to let me play in the midfield, but I didn't perform well in that position, so I partnered with Wei Honglin in the back for two games." In fact, in the away draw with the provincial city of Mingyuan, the power of his and Wei Honglin's front and rear waist has gradually become apparent, but later there were such and such changes, and he had to obey the coach's arrangement to make a cameo appearance as a center forward.

Director Xue nodded. He knows You Shen, and he also knows that You Shen provoked the big debate of "physical fitness and technology" that almost swept the entire football circle a few years ago, regardless of who is who, You Shen's coaching level and vision for selecting players are well known, even when the big discussion was at its most lively, his opponents did not take his business level as the target of attack.

You Shen recruited Gao Jinsong to Wuhan Yafeng, and he was actually ready to use him as a front waist? What is the front waist? The front of a team is the conductor of a band!

Director Xue suddenly understood why Yafeng wanted to sell Gao Jinsong. The idea of selling Gao Jinsong mostly came from You Shen; You Shen has already sensed that the characteristics of this little guy are not suitable for the team, or he knows that he does not have enough time for the team to adapt to Gao Jinsong, in this case, instead of letting Gao Jinsong spend time in his hands to polish the edges and corners, it is better to simply let him play more, maybe there are other clubs willing to provide Gao Jinsong with a stage to show his strengths......

Director Xue also figured out another thing, why from last night to now, Li Xiaolin has repeatedly mentioned to them that this Gao Jinsong is a "generalist", and has repeatedly emphasized that he is not the kind of all-rounder who can come to everything and can only play two, but a real all-rounder. He originally thought that this was Li Xiaolin promoting his teammates, but now it seems that maybe Li Xiaolin is not emphasizing enough.

He couldn't help but glance at his watch. Why hasn't the video of Wuhan Yafeng's game that he asked his acquaintances to find for him have been sent over?! He couldn't wait to see what else the little guy could do unexpectedly.

He didn't speak, Gao Jinsong didn't know what to say, and the atmosphere was a little quiet for a while.

The conversation in the opposite room also fell into a brief silence.

Ou Zhiqiang was looking at Li Xiaolin with a surprised face across the bar, because Li Xiaolin had just said something that was absolutely unexpected.

“…… If you don't sign him now, Shaanxi Tianhe will always regret it. ”

It has not been a matter of a day or two that he has been Li Xiaolin's agent, and he has always boasted that he knows Li Xiaolin's personality very well, but he never imagined that Li Xiaolin would say this. Does this guy know that his own joining of Shaanxi Tianhe is not ironclad now. Yes, from Li Xiaolin's tone and expression when he mentioned Gao Jinsong, it can be seen that he admires this teammate who is much younger than himself, but why can he say that he will regret not signing Gao Jinsong Shaanxi Tianhe?

"Teacher Ou, there are some things that I can't say or say, anyway, I just have such a feeling." Li Xiaolin grabbed his hair vigorously, feeling annoyed by his bad words.

Ou Zhiqiang thought about it with his lips, and said with a serious expression: "You'd better not get involved in this kind of matter related to interests." - This kind of thing is related to the interests of others, and if there is a slight unsatisfactory place, it will leak out, and if this situation occurs, it will be very harmful to you. He stared into Li Xiaolin's eyes. Do you understand what I mean? ”

His solemn appearance amused Li Xiaolin: "Where have you gotten to go?" I didn't think about getting a vote in his transfer, and besides, he didn't think about Shaanxi Tianhe now - a good friend of his was in Shenzhen, and he didn't know what benefits Shenzhen Lantian promised him, and he didn't want to let go of his transfer to Shaanxi Tianhe. ”

Ou Zhiqiang didn't care about this. Although Shaanxi Tianhe's league results are not as good as Shenzhen Blue Sky, but compared to the ability to spend money, Shenzhen Blue Sky is far inferior to Shaanxi Tianhe, as long as the provincial capital Mingyuan does not come to disrupt the situation, it is impossible for Yafeng to sell Gao Jinsong to Shenzhen Blue Sky - unless Yafeng can be ruthless to sell pork at a green onion price.