Falling Out, The Road To Chinese Football Is Cut Off.
Ring, ring, ring.
It was currently being broadcasted live.
Li Ao did not say anything.
He just aimed the camera at the projector.
However, when the phone rang.
The video had just reached the end.
Li Ao took out his phone. When he saw the caller ID, he smiled.
"Everyone, have you all seen this video? I'll post the video on my Weibo account. Everyone is welcome to enjoy it.”
"The other exciting part is coming. Our team leader Guo Chaoda called.”
Li Ao placed the phone screen in front of the camera.
In the live broadcast.
All the audience could clearly see the remark on it: Guo Chao, the leader of the Chinese Olympic team.
"Then let's see what our Leader Guo Chao has to say!”
Li Ao's live broadcast was undoubtedly a great success.
The number of people pouring into the live broadcast room had already exceeded a million.
Unexpectedly…
Now, Guo Chao had another god-like assist.
Li Ao could even imagine such a dramatic scene.
What kind of craze would it cause?
"Hello, Leader Guo."
In front of millions of viewers.
Li Ao answered the call.
On the other end of the phone.
Guo Chao was so anxious that the only hair on his head stood up.
He was sweating all over.
The corners of his mouth were bubbling.
She was so anxious.
"Li Ao, what are you doing? Hurry up and delete that video! Do you still think that the reputation of Dragon Country's football is not bad enough?”
"Leader Guo…Isn't the reputation of Dragon Country's football bad because of people like you in the Football Association?”
Li Ao said bluntly.
Since they had already shed all pretenses of cordiality, Li Ao naturally wouldn't leave any face.
"You're right!"
"We have to slap these people in the face!!”
"Let's see what happens."
In the live broadcast room.
The audience was excited.
Guo Chao's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
He was the manager of the Chinese Olympic team. When had he ever been hit by a seventeen-year-old player?
Not only was there no organization or discipline.
This was simply lawless!
One word from him could make this kid unable to survive in the domestic football world.
However, now was not the time to show off his authority as a leader.
Guo Chao suppressed his anger.
"Li Ao, I admit that there are some problems with our communication, but this is an internal matter of our national team. I can apologize to you in private. In addition, the doors of the Chinese Olympic team are open to you. You can join the team at any time."
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Li Ao immediately interrupted Guo Chao.
"There's no need to beat around the bush, Leader Guo. It's not about me joining the National Olympic Team, but about you, Leader Guo, asking for red packets from your teammates!”
"And you even accused me of bribing you to get a spot in the National Olympic team.”
"Bribery and slander, Leader Guo, think about how many years you'll have to spend in prison!”
"Li Ao! Don't go too far!"
Guo Chao gritted his teeth.
"Haha, too much?"
Li Ao was also furious.
"When you used public opinion to destroy me, did you think you were going overboard? If I don't have evidence, my f * cking career will be ruined by you guys!!”
"Li Ao, this is my fault. I want to apologize to you, okay? I'll pay any price. I beg you, please delete that video..."
Guo Chao's voice was filled with a strong pleading tone.
"Hehe, it's too late!"
Li Ao hung up.
As for what would happen to Guo Chao?
He did not care.
"Everyone, see? This is the leader of our Olympic team.”
Li Ao looked at the camera and smiled bitterly.
As a football youth.
How could he not want to wear the national team's uniform to fight for the country?
But he knew.
He no longer had a chance.
Even if Guo Chao would be treated as a sacrifice for survival by the Football Association.
There was no future.
They might even be arrested and sent to jail.
However, he, Li Ao, was the only one.
He had no future in the country.
Because no club dared to hire him.
In the Football Association.
There were certainly many bureaucrats who viewed him as a thorn in their side.
After all.
He had exposed the unspoken rules within the national team openly.
How many people's rice bowls had been smashed?
Cutting off a man's money is like killing his parents.
Li Ao was very clear about the situation he faced in the domestic football circle. When you were out of place with your surroundings, you either had to blend in or be excluded.
Li Ao didn't want to blend into this dirty and dark shit pit.
Therefore, he had no choice.
He could only choose to leave.
Fortunately, the Lu Province team had terminated their contract with him.
He was completely free now and would not be shackled.
To Europe.
To the heart of the world of football!
Create your own football path!
Li Ao turned off the live broadcast.
He sat on the chair.
He remained silent for a long time.
......
"President Cheng, what should we do now?"
Dragon Country, North Capital.
At the headquarters of the Dragon National Football Association.
In the Football Association's general manager's office.
The program source's temples were still throbbing.
Hearing this question.
He calmed down.
"Find Guo Chao first and pacify him. Don't let him talk nonsense. Also, Guo Chao can't be the leader anymore.”
The program source said with a headache.
On one hand, he was worried that Guo Chao would bite him.
On the other hand, he couldn't protect Guo Chao.
The public opinion was so turbulent.
He had to throw Guo Chao out to attract the firepower.
He couldn't let this fire burn himself.
other hand
"Also, that Li Ao. This is an uncontrollable thorn."
The program source stood up.
"I don't want to see him on the field again!”
"Understood, President Cheng. I'll go and greet the various professional clubs.”
The program source nodded and turned to look at him.""Little Wang, would Li Ao…"
"I won't!"
The one called Xiao Wang was a bespectacled man in his early thirties.
"I know best what level our domestic players are at. At most, he might find a job in some Southeast Asian league. Who would pay attention to those leagues?”
"That's good!"
The program source nodded.
A trace of hatred appeared on his face.
"I didn't expect this kid to be so noisy. The national team must not recruit such uncontrollable players!”
"Yes, yes, yes. President Cheng is wise."
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P.S.
It was too tragic, too tragic. From seven o'clock last night until now, the number of viewers had not even reached 150, and the number of flowers was only 22. This was the lowest number ever since the author started writing.
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