Reborn on Top of Football

Shevchenko came out in Ukraine, and Wang Ai came out in China. They are all representative stars of their own country, and they all enjoy the only highest commercial treatment in the country. And now, Wang Ai is among the top five international stars in popularity, and Sheva is in the top ten in China.

The next two will be teammates, and at least they will be teammates on the surface, which will greatly promote the perception of the fans on both sides! For example, Chinese media will definitely mention Sheva when reporting Wang Ai, and even brag about the cooperation between the two, and Ukrainian media will also mention Wang Ai.

Then if Wang Ai loses in the competition and becomes a "Ukrainian nuclear warhead" carrier rocket, then the Chinese market will be cut off by Sheva. On the contrary, if Sheva becomes a "little boy" in Wang Ai's competition, then the Ukrainian market will accelerate its flow to Wang Ai.

This is all money in my pocket, especially in some marginal areas where advertising revenue will be lost very quickly.

Generally speaking, in this case, either endure, or only open face. Only open confrontation with the other party can inspire domestic fans to hate each other and play a protective role. But this is often very costly, and in addition to the basic protection, a large number of neutral fans, that is, the peripheral market, will be lost.

In this respect, the stars and celebrities are the same. They quarrel with each other, and this motive is often the case.

Therefore, the pressure that Sheva brings to Drogba is mainly on the court, and the mutual threat of Sheva and Wang Ai extends from the court to the outside of the court. If there is no Wang Ai, Drogba will bear the pressure alone and try his best to play the prestige in the existing mature system, shake the impact of Sheva with huge kinetic energy on tactical play, and lure the same unwilling to venture out of the "comfort zone" His teammates and even the middle and high-level forces of the club became allies. With Wang Ai, of course, he was the first to think of using Wang Ai's power.

"Are you going to work together against the poor Slavs?" Kang Si said with a sneer.

Wang Ai raised an eyebrow. "Why? Did you look at him? Would you like me to get a signature for you? Or, meet? Hug? Kiss? Go to bed?"

Kang Si glared at Wang Ai, abnormally did not argue.

"No!" Wang Ai pointed to Kang Si: "My assistant can only belong to me, can't think about others."

"Only you? I work for you, not your slave!"

"No, my assistant must serve me wholeheartedly, not to mention such a beautiful assistant."

Kang Si stared, and suddenly said for a long time: "... Tiger is coming?"

Wang Ailun took a few gestures: "Probably, you know, I'm an adult."

"Then, do you want me to move out? I see a room next to it is empty."

"How do you do that?" Wang Ai categorically rejected: "You live here, not to mention that there is still no shadow, even if she really came, you can't go, I will find you at any time."

"Then, that ..." Kang shrinks his shoulders, as if afraid of being eaten by the tiger.

Wang Ai found it interesting. He stretched out a hand and pressed it on the linen-colored head: "I'm afraid of something, she's a tiger, I'm Wu Song!"

"Wu Song ..." Kang Si frowned and thought hard: "Ah, Water Margin! I've seen it! I've watched a TV series, I watched it in Beijing last month!"

Wang Aixin nodded comfortably: "Is it?"

"Yes, but tigers have claws, teeth, and big tails, and they can also call, Aoao, Aooo ~"

"Ha!" Wang Ai stood up and pointed with his waist: "You don't look too thin, do you think Wusong is empty-handed? He has a big stick on him!"

"Oh ~" Kang Si promised, eyes looked down involuntarily.

"What do you want?" Wang Ai bent his hands angrily and pinched Kang Si's face: "Want the man want to be crazy? Just a few months after coming to the UK?"

"Ahhhhh!" Kang Si was accidentally seen by Wang Ai and quickly broke free to change the topic: "You, you, Didier decided not to pass Shevchenko?"

Wang Ai deliberately glanced at Kang Si ’s body and glanced up and down. Kang Si bit her lip stubbornly and found Kang Si ’s body a little trembling. Wang Ai “cut” and sat down again to look ahead: “Bring me a bottle of water . "

Listening to Kang Si's footsteps, Wang Ai slowly exhaled. The boys and girls were together, and they had mutual affection for each other. It was too easy to catch fire. Wang Ai regarded Xu Qinglian as his intended daughter-in-law, but had to admit that he was not sure about Xu Qinglian. What if he ran away? As a result, the other several were regarded as the de facto "spare tires", which made them lose heart. Xu Qinglian was really about to run, and he could hardly find any rest assured. After all, he is not an ordinary football star. Seeing that he is the leader of a giant in the Chinese sports circle and even the successor of an important enterprise group in northern China, his emotional life must be cautious.

So, tolerate Kang Si, including Leoni, Shi Wenjun and even Huang Xin.

"Give you."

"Oh."

When Wang Ai took the water bottle, he ran into Kang Si's fingers and was cold. He should have washed his face just now.

"Didier and I don't need and shouldn't be able to isolate him on the court." Wang Ai put down the water bottle and said: "Now the British society and our boss are optimistic about him, and it's not worth it. Even Didier and I didn't have much specific talk . "

"Isn't that what you said for so long?"

"This kind of thing can't be said too white, even in a private environment." Wang Ai patiently taught: "Publish it to the mouth, it must leave traces, only the tacit agreement is not the safest. After all, we are here There is no way to say that there will be contradictions in the Vanity Fair. No one can say that there will be contradictions in the future. Once it is confessed, it may be betrayed or even blackmailed in the future. Even good people like me and Didier must guard each other.

"You were very straightforward a few days ago, I think you and the people of the Olympic Games said everything."

"Ha!" Wang Ai became complacent in Kang Si's fierce eyes again: "That's domestic, this is Chelsea."

Kang Si knows the enthusiasm and admiration of Wang Ai from Chinese fans and Chinese society, so he must not be wrong.

"Second, the conversation between him and me today is mainly to remind each other of their actual situation, to inadvertently say a few words in a funny way, and to test each other ’s intentions, as long as we both understand each other, then the next question You don't need to elaborate, you know what to do. "

Kang Si listened at a loss: "So, what should I do?"

Wang Ai stretched out three fingers: "I did Didier and I have been teammates for a season. We are more familiar with each other and we have a better understanding. Do you understand?"