"Third brother, it's quite cold. What's there to see about this thing?"

Mr. Qian came as soon as he said that, because Boss Wang spoke, and he also had something to report.

Although April is about to enter, the late spring cold is not in vain. In the cold wind, Qian Sier was shaking with coldness.

Not only him, Wang Laoshi also regretted it. He forgot one thing: the fans were crowded together in the stands, and everyone stomped their feet and shouted slogans, and they were sweating when they cursed. They didn't feel cold at all. He was the rostrum and the Chinese Stadium was a beating. He must show his status and status.

It's enough to be conspicuous, it's so cold!

He wondered, "Zhu Yun is not cold?" Looking at his outfit, Wang Laoshi was very suspicious of whether he had any special abilities, or that women would resist the freezing.

Fortunately, I have hot tea in my hand and some people keep replenishing the water.

At the beginning of the game, Wang Laoshi forced himself to watch it seriously.

"Look good!" Qian Sier obviously didn't concentrate, and Wang Laoshi didn't let him go and glared at him.

Qian Sier shrank her neck and tightened her clothes.

The thing about football is indeed very related to race and is inseparable from the accumulation of exhibitions. In addition, it is also constantly related to the social living environment. In short, if you want Chinese football to be very powerful, it is not reliable in itself.

"Why do you say that?" Qian Sier was a little brainy and couldn't understand.

Wang Laoshi was unwilling to make a long statement, so he simply said, "How many years have we had to eat for our Chinese?"

Qian Sier obviously couldn't get it thoroughly.

This is the fact. The country can concentrate on certain skills projects and achieve results. Football is not so playful and requires a strong enough foundation.

Where does it come from? No matter which conditions are there, China does not have it. At most, it will have the idea of ​​competing with a great deal.

Of course, to be honest, there is a gap between China's league and Europe, but it is not that big. Sitting on the stadium is still a bit chewy, mainly because our China's broadcasting level is ineffective.

After only twenty minutes of playing, Wang Laoshi saw the clue that Yaofeng was not small.

After stabbing Qian Sier, Wang Laoshi sneered and asked, "Si'er, do you see anything?"

Qian Sier was already runny and stared at her eyes and shook her head, "It's very lively----"

Forget it, you can't be serious about this uneducated person. After squinting his eyes for a while, Boss Wang thought about it several times, but he didn't say it even though he spoke several times.

Before coming, he had an idea to ask Qian Sier to use some tricks and spend some energy on those who are not open to their eyes. He had to know what pain was. Not only did a cat or a dog come over and bare his teeth at him!

After freezing for a while, he seemed to have a new idea.

No, my goal seems to be unclear! I will clarify it again, just one, just add half.

First, I actively spend money, express my attention, and play a benchmark role, so that some people know how to choose.

Half a strip, exercise Zhu Yun!

To be honest, training Zhu Yun is more realistic than the original intention. It is said that a thousand troops are easy to get, but a general is hard to find!

Wang Laoshi knows the ruthlessness and tenacity of this girl. She is definitely playing introverted right now.

The problem comes. I took Qian Sier to do it myself, but Zhu Yun didn’t have anything to do. Where can I grow up in the care?

Not cost-effective!

Furthermore, after doing some things, it is so bad that it makes people look down on Boss Wang.
Chapter completed!