"This time, I don't want to be a loser anymore."

Rongguang said in front of the camera, the expression on his face was very firm, and he could tell his determination.

"Rong's expression is so terrible..." Caroline, who was sitting next to Kaka, suddenly said.

Kaka turned her head and looked at her, and asked with a smile, "Are you scared?"

"This is not..." Caroline shook her head, "I just feel... very imposing. By the way, my dear, you have scored much fewer goals in the Champions League this season than him."

Kaka shrugged: "I don't compare the goals with him, I compete with him. He can win the Champions League Golden Boot for the rest of the year, and I can do no personal honors, but AC Milan will be the Champions League champion."

Caroline looked at Kaka blankly. After Kaka finished speaking, he found this. He asked strangely: "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with what I said?"

Caroline came back to her senses and shook her head: "No. When you said this just now, your expression and momentum were like Rong."

Kaka was stunned for a moment when she heard this.

"I'm like him?"

"Yes." Caroline nodded and said with certainty, "That felt exactly the same, scaring me."

Kaka hugged his wife, gently stroked her back with her hands, comforting her.

"Maybe it's because I feel a little...thrilled when I think about the Champions League knockout stage going to begin." He said.

"You have won the Champions League. My dear, you are still the winner of the European Golden Globes... I think your mentality should be much better than Rong, right?" Caroline said with her big eyes blinking at Kaka.

Kaka smiled.

He didn't give Caroline a definite answer, but his smile would make Caroline think she was right.

Actually, it was wrong.

In Kaka's heart, his desire for championship will never fade, let alone competition with glory.

This season, Rongguang scored eight goals in the group stage. Such a shocking goal-scoring ability has kept Kaka and other players far away.

Then the only thing I can compete with him is collective honor.

After all, he is a midfielder, so he should have a better view of the overall situation when considering the issue.

I admit that I am not as good as you, but in terms of team performance, I can definitely do better than you

He hugged Caroline's hands and clenched it into fists behind her.

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"Actually, Rong, you don't need to do this... carry the wins and losses of the whole team on your shoulders... Those media are farting. What do they know? How many people can perform like this? You still have to criticize this way. It's just picking the bones in the eggs and nitpicking."

After the training, Schweiingsteiger was in the locker room to persuade the glory.

After Rongguang's answer was released yesterday, everyone was frightened.

They didn't understand whether Rongguang wanted to fight against the media that had blackmailed him, or did they really think so.

He was eliminated in the Champions League semi-final last season, which seemed to be because he had accumulated yellow cards and could not play in the second round. But in fact, he had done a great job.

If it weren't for glory, the suspense of advancing to the finals might have disappeared at the end of the first round...

It’s really unreasonable for those media to be criticized for such a good performance.

"No, it has nothing to do with the statements of those media, Schweinsteiger." Rongguang explained to Schweinsteiger. "I just want to win the championship. Perhaps what the media said is right, I should really take responsibility. The failure of last season was indeed my responsibility."

"You shouldn't think so, that's not anyone's responsibility." Schweinsteiger spread his hands. "You've tried your best..."

At this moment, Barack came out of the bathroom with a bath towel, wiping the water from his hair - he had already started training with the team, but did not enter the joint training state, but trained alone - he patted Schweinsteiger on the shoulder and interrupted him.

"This sentence is probably what Rong doesn't want to hear the least, little pig."

Schweinsteiger was a little surprised: "Why? Do your best...isn't it right?"

"If you lose the game even though you try your best, doesn't that mean that you are not strong enough?" Barack asked back.

Schweinsteiger was stunned because he discovered that what Barak said... was logically very strict and reasonable, and he refuted silently.

But he had never thought about this problem before. It has been like this since childhood. When he lost the game when he was a child, the coach would comfort them, the sad children and say, "Don't cry, kids, you have tried your best. As long as you try your best to do your best in the game, you will have no regrets..."

So he thought that as long as he tried his best, even if he lost the game, there was nothing to regret and sad.

After he got older, no one told him that, he said to himself.

I have tried my best to lose the game, so... there is nothing to complain about, just accept this result calmly.

He never thought there was anything wrong with this view.

But when Barack said this today, when he looked at Glory again, he suddenly became suspicious of this deeply rooted concept...

Even if you try your best, can you face it calmly after losing the game? Can you not regret it?

In fact, it still does. No one can face and accept failure calmly. Even if Schweiingsteiger comforts himself, he will still be resentful of failure.

But...what can you do if you are worried?

I tried my best... I tried my best but still didn't win. What else should I do?

Generally speaking, for most people, this question and answer ends at this point.

They will lick their wounds with a little regret and feel unwilling to do so, and then wait for time to heal their wounds. Usually it will be enough in one night.

Otherwise, what else can it be done?

Losing is not the end of the world. The sun will rise as usual, and life will always be passed...

But in Glory, the situation changed a little.

I tried my best but still didn't win here, and developed a new route.

As Barack said, if I tried my best but still didn't win this game, wouldn't that mean I wasn't strong enough?

So I will naturally follow this idea - if I am strong enough, can I avoid failure?

Well, let yourself become stronger.

Therefore, we must work harder, more serious, harder, and more...

That's why there is glory that cancels summer vacation, goes to a place where no one knows to train silently, and then goes to Brazil early during the winter break, but not on vacation, but hard practice...

That's why he has been improving and performing better and better, and no difficulties can stop him from looking like he is.

No wonder...so that's it.

It turns out that Rong’s idea is different from ours.

Barack saw Schweiingsteiger's stunned look and smiled.

He asked Rongguang at the beginning: "Sometimes, even if you work hard, you won't be a champion."

Rongguang replied to him: "If that were the case, it must be that I had not worked hard enough."

When he heard this, he was completely stunned. He really didn't expect Rongguang to say such words, nor did he expect that a very ordinary thing could be interpreted and understood from a different perspective.

"If I work hard enough, I will definitely win the championship. If I don't win the championship, I will definitely not work hard enough."

In other words, “If I am strong enough, I will definitely win the championship. If I don’t win the championship, it must be because I am not strong enough. So in order to become stronger, I have to work harder.”

At that time, the impact of this sentence on Barack was like opening a door for him, and he saw a completely new world that was completely different from where he was.

It turns out... Rongguang's somewhat unreasonable self-confidence is because of this.

It turns out...I'm not working hard enough

Because of that experience, Barack particularly understood Schweinsteiger's current thoughts.

Do your best?

This sentence is simply an insult to Glory.

I don't want to do my best. If I do my best, I must win

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Schweinsteiger came to his senses and looked at Rongguang, who had changed his clothes.

He thought of that training camp, so he said to Rongguang: "Rong, I want to... participate in your training camp, is it okay?"

Rongguang was a little surprised to see Schweiingsteiger say this.

After he talked about this in the team that time, no teammates asked him to join, so he didn't take it seriously.

Unexpectedly, Schweinsteiger took the initiative to join this time.

Barack was not surprised by this. If Schweinsteiger was motivated, he should have done so.

As for me, I am old, there is no need to mix things with young people. Moreover, with Rong's training intensity, I will never be able to persist.

If Schweinsteiger can become stronger because of this, it would be a blessing for Bayern Munich and German football.

In that case, Löw really needs to thank Rong...

After a moment of silence, Rongguang nodded happily to Schweiingsteiger: "Of course it can."

"Thank you so much. Remember to notify me then, don't forget me."

"Okay, Schweiing. But... it will sacrifice your vacation, and you will be very tired..."

"I know, Rong. But now I really want to be stronger. I also want to do my best to enjoy the victory of the game, rather than taste the bitterness of failure. So... I want to practice with you."

Schweinsteiger gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay, then let's work together."

Listening to the fighting spirit of the two young men, Barak laughed silently.

It's so good to be young...

He was a little jealous of their youth and the ability to do those crazy things.

If I return to my 25-year-old age, I will definitely be the first to sign up...
Chapter completed!