Chapter 175 Stan's Bitter Tactic
Chapter 175 Stan's Bitter Tactic
Chapter 175 Stan's Bitter Tactic
"Coach Stan," Papa Lin yelled.
Stan wanted to force a smile, but his cheeks froze as if he'd had Botox.
Papa Lin quickly ran to Stan in three steps and two steps. When he reached out and touched Stan's coat, it felt hard and cold.
At this time, Papa Lin was shocked. In recent months, after his son became famous, there was an endless stream of people visiting his door. Some were talking about cooperation, such as shooting commercials, and some were talking about transfers. But all of them wanted to use money to knock on their door.
Stan's face was ugly, and Papa Lin said, "Come in with me quickly", but Stan's face was troubled, Papa Lin didn't understand why?
It turned out that Stan's feet were already frozen, to the point where he couldn't control them.
Stan shook his head at Papa Lin, and said embarrassingly, "I can't walk."
Only then did Papa Lin realize the seriousness of the problem, "Zhijian, come out and help", Papa Lin called out to Zhijian Lin, and the two of them grabbed Stan's arm and carried Stan into the house.
When we got inside the house, although it was very warm, Stan's condition became even more unsatisfactory. "Send him to the hospital, Dad," Lin Zhijian said.
"No", Stan replies.
"Go, get vodka," Papa Lin said.
When Papa Lin first came to Germany, because he was very poor, he often suffered from the cold. Every time he took a sip of strong wine, his whole body warmed up.
Lin Zhijian was a little suspicious of his father's method, but he did it anyway.
After drinking a small cup (that's the amount of one shot in English), Stan's face slowly turned rosy. Papa Lin knew that it was all right, and the worry on his face was a little less, and he began to blame Stan, "Coach Stan, if something happens to you in my house, I will be famous all over the world tomorrow."
"Hahaha, don't worry, it won't, the cold won't bother me. Do you know that when I was a child, there was no heating in winter for a while, and I survived it."
Lin Zhijian didn't understand this, but Lin's father understood that the living conditions in Eastern Europe used to be very poor.
"Give me another drink," Stan said to Lin Zhijian.
Lin Zhijian looked at the strange stranger in front of him, and then at his father. Father Lin nodded, so Lin Zhijian gave Stan another cup.
After another glass of wine, Stan exclaims, "comfortable".
In fact, after Stan left just now, the words Stan said before he left have been lingering in Papa Lin's mind-"In China, we treat Lin Zhijian as a treasure, in Germany...".
In fact, what Stan said is quite right. Papa Lin knows that if his son returns to play in China, then he may be the idol of more than one billion people, and if he is in Germany, he may not even be able to enter the national team. Although Loew once said that he is optimistic about Lin Zhijian, but it is mostly a scene. Will his son have a place in Germany, where football talents are flooding?
What moved Papa Lin more than this touching prospect was Stan's sincerity. He thought that maybe only coach Stan in the world would do this for a player.
Seeing Papa Lin's distracted look, Stan thought he was worried about his body, "It's all right, after two glasses of wine, the whole body has warmed up."
Stan's words brought Father Lin back to reality. He looked at his son and said to Stan: "I agree, but you know the rules. The agent's agreement is only the first step. As for whether my players agree, Coach Stan is up to you."
Stan nodded with a smile, and then said, "Mr. Agent, can I have a private conversation with your players."
Papa Lin chuckled, then patted Lin Zhijian and said, "You can talk to Coach Stan."
Although Lin Zhijian was puzzled, he did not object.
Stan crosses his hands and straddles one leg over the other in a signature movement of The Godfather from the movie "The Godfather," which confers a sense of authority.
"English or Chinese"?
Lin Zhijian said: "The best is German."
Stan noticed just now that as a native German, Lin Zhijian's Chinese is far from as good as his father's, and he can only be said to be able to understand it basically.
"It's still Chinese," Stan said arbitrarily.
Lin Zhijian was a little upset, but nodded in agreement.
"Do you like the World Cup"?Stan asked.
"Can you be more specific, Mr. Stein?" Lin Zhijian asked.
Stan almost laughed out loud. The boy with the Chinese face in front of him was really German in his bones. He spoke very rigorously, just like the Germans, and they had to be specific in everything to make them happy.
"Have you seen the World Cup in South Africa?"
"certainly",
"Is there any special impression"?
"Yes, the Germans lost to Spain in the semi-finals and missed the final",
"You cried that night"?Stan asked.
"No, but I feel sorry."
"So apart from the semi-finals between Germany and Spain, do you have any impressions?"
Lin Zhijian shook his head, maybe Stan's words have a wide range, and he doesn't like speculation without clues.
"Have you noticed that there are two Asian teams in the World Cup in South Africa that broke into the round of 16"?Stan asked.
"I don't have any impression," Lin Zhijian replied very straightforwardly, because Lin Zhijian didn't pay much attention to other teams in that World Cup except for the German team.
Regardless of Lin Zhijian's answer, Stan continued on his own: "One is South Korea, and the other is Japan. South Korea lost 1-2 to Uruguay, the No.
"Coach Stan, tell me what this means"?
Next, Stan is ready to say what he wants to say, and there is a foreshadowing ahead, but before that, Stan is going to ease the atmosphere-"Can I have another drink"?
Lin Zhijian gave Stan another glass, and after taking it, Stan asked, "Do you usually drink?"
"I will drink some beer instead of vodka," Lin Zhijian said.
Stan nodded, and then suddenly said, "I mean Asian football has improved rapidly, and it's actually no worse than other continents."
After finishing speaking, Stan rubbed his thumb and index finger and said, "Especially in terms of money, Asian football is already comparable to European football."
Then Stan revealed his current identity. Lin Zhijian was also surprised when he knew that Stan was the head coach of the Chinese national team. He knew that the head coach of a country’s national team holds a lot of power, not to mention the head coach of a big country like China, even the head coach of some small countries. For example, in many countries, the influence of the head coach of the national team is no less than that of the president.
But Lin Zhijian still couldn't figure out what the purpose of this man in front of him was, wouldn't he come all the way to his house just to show off?
"Coach Stan, can you tell me about your real purpose for coming here?"
"Just waiting for your words," Stan thought.
Stan changed his posture and sat down, and then said solemnly: "I hope you can play for the Chinese national team, that is, play for your father's homeland."
Lin Zhijian was a little taken aback when he said this. To be honest, he had never thought about it, not even in his dreams.
For a moment, Lin Zhijian was a little at a loss, he didn't know what to say.
"Thank you for your appreciation, Coach Stan, but I think I will only play for the German national team," Lin Zhijian said bluntly.
Stan nodded in understanding.
"Is it that simple, just reject it with one sentence"?Lin Zhijian seemed a little unbelievable.
"If I were you, I would refuse without hesitation, the Chinese team? What the hell"?
Lin Zhijian hurriedly said: "No, I didn't mean that, I just don't understand the Chinese team."
"Baited again," thought Stan.
"Then are you willing to listen to me introduce Chinese football to you?"
At this time, Lin Zhijian could no longer refuse, but fortunately there was no loss in listening, so Lin Zhijian agreed.
Stan talked about the origin of the Chinese league, the annual investment of the Chinese league, the average annual salary, the broadcasting share, player bonuses and so on. Stan talked for half an hour in one breath.
After listening, Lin Zhijian was shocked. If what Stan said was true, then the investment of the strong Chinese league team has exceeded that of other Bundesliga teams except Bayern, Dortmund, Schalke, Leverkusen, and also the Hamburg team he played for.
There used to be a team in the Bundesliga called "Cottbus", who paid 50 euros to buy people and had to pay in installments. In fact, except for the top four teams in the Bundesliga, other teams were operating on a small budget.
Stan knows that analyzing the future of Chinese football is not enough. To win Lin Zhijian, he needs his own trump card - that is to prove that it is impossible for you to enter the German team.
"Do you think you have a high chance of entering the German team?"Stan asked.
"I'm not sure, but I'll stick with it",
Stan nodded and said, "You were born in 1991"?
Lin Zhijian nodded.
"I said that you must have no chance to go to the World Cup in Brazil, do you agree?"Stan asked.
Lin Zhijian took a big breath, obviously he was upset by Stan's statement, then he nodded and said: "Maybe you are right".
"Not maybe, let's assume I'm right".
"During the World Cup in Russia, I guess you're out of luck," Stein said.
This time Lin Zhijian disagreed, he stood up abruptly and asked, "Why", with anger in his tone.
"Don't be angry, sit down first, then tell me who you can replace at that time? You don't know how many people the German team has on the right. Unless Loew takes 100 people to Russia, I really don't know who you can squeeze out."
Stan's words were clearly provocative, and Lin Zhijian couldn't help it no matter how good-tempered he was, he said, "Coach Stan, I'll just pretend you're drunk", and then he looked like he was about to go upstairs.
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