Reborn on Top of Football

Alright, Wang Ai thought about it after passing by. Anyway, this house has been set up for two years. Old Shen hasn't been there once, so it's better to treat him to Cobham. By the way, he can be taken to Cobham for a few days. Now Wang Ai is swaying in the club, just find a good reason to bring someone in, no one will say anything.

I clearly showed you Jose to arrange tactics and training, would you dare to stop me?

In the afternoon, Wang Ai received a text message from Old Shen on his way to Cobham: "I will arrive at 17 o'clock in the evening."

"Everyone is so simple!" Wang Ai mumbled and greeted old Harry.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, with a tired body, Wang Ai greeted new and old teammates, walked out of the base with his sneakers, and arrived home in less than ten minutes. He put his sneakers on and called Lao Shen, but he didn't get through, so he went downstairs. Greet Yan Zhu and drive him to the airport.

At home, Schlappner heard that Shen Xiangfu was coming, and was very happy. Xu Qinglian came over after a noon sleep, and the one who was meeting with Kang Si did not know what to whisper.

The car drove to Heathrow, and the phone happened to ring. Old Shen said, "Forgot to tell you, don't pick me up, I'm on the rental, and I'm halfway from your house."

Make Wang Ai amused, this half-old man is quite impatient. Come on, go back.

There is a general rule around the world: taxis drive the best, taxis run the fastest!

When Wang Ai arrived home, Old Shendu and Schlapner had a chat for a long time. The two had little contact when they were in China. Old Shen retired in the mid-1980s, and Schlappner only came to China to coach in the 1990s. Only after arriving in Tübingen did he formally contact. The biggest advantage of the old man Schlappner is that he is informed and interesting, knows how to score, and the old Shen is also peaceful, so the two get along very well.

Seeing Wang Ai's return, the old Shen haha ​​pointed at Wang Ai: "Unexpectedly, the latter will come first! A little bit is here, it's time to eat, what are you going to invite me to eat? I'll tell you, I came here to do it for you. Counseling, if you want to make me unhappy, I can be passive."

Wang Ai rolled his eyes: "What else would you eat besides hot pot?"

"What's wrong with hot pot? It's clean, convenient, simple, enjoyable, warm, dehumidified, lively... Huh? I haven't finished yet."

Wang Ai spread his hands: "There is no information."

Old Shen patted the suitcase: "I brought it."

"No pepper."

"I have it."

"No greens."

"I brought it."

"No sesame paste, leeks, sesame oil, mashed garlic, oil consumption, yuba, crushed peanuts, sesame pepper powder..." Wang Ai did not wait for Old Shen to interrupt, and told him everything he knew in one breath. I didn't believe it. You brought it all!

Old Shen finally stopped recruiting and sighed, "Do you have any salt in your house?"

Wang Ai lay on the sofa with a squeak, unable to stop it, hot pot level ten enthusiasts, you can cook everything, you can dip everything!

As long as he wants to eat it, he can grab it and throw it in the pot.

Wang Ai’s family has all the dishes, not only enough meat, but also enough green vegetables. There was a whole pot of sauced knuckles made by Schlappner yesterday, which was just in time to serve guests. Old Shen was not welcome, rolled up his sleeves and went down to the kitchen, took a large piece of beef out of the refrigerator, took a kitchen knife and rushed it, put the meat on the cutting board, brushed it, and praised it!

The chef Zhao Dan laid hands for him, washing vegetables, picking vegetables, and clearing the board. Old Shen Qiedun grunted straightly.

Wang Ai opened his hands and watched a group of people running around, wondering what to do. He can actually go to the kitchen, but today everyone favors him consciously or unconsciously, just like taking care of any patient. The problem is that Wang Ai is not sick.

There is a mental problem, but the body is fine.

Come on, Wang Ai took a circle around and fished out an induction cooker from the depths of the kitchen. Then he found a large thin iron pan and washed it seriously. He just finished the iron pan refreshingly. , The dishes over there are all neat. It’s good to eat hot pot and save trouble.

Everyone started together. Plates of meat and vegetables were brought into the house. Wang Ai and Yan Zhu moved the sofa in the living room and made a big table, brought a few chairs, and lived together!

Lao Shen brought a lot of dipping sauces, such as sesame sauce, leeks, and what he called the "secret sauce". Wang Ai tasted it: Bah! Don't you just be godmother

Wang Ai also took out a dipping sauce, the British hot soy sauce, Lao Shen dipped his chopsticks, said bitterly that it was not delicious, and smelled like water.

Wang Ai really wants to ask him, how about using pot water? Shabu hot pot, don’t you eat hot pot water every day?

Old Shen Tui gave in a few times and sat in the main seat with Schlappner. The others were sitting around him. As the only man among the "Three Stupid Children", Wang Ai naturally sat in the waiting position. Anyway, their family doesn't talk about this at ordinary times, they just sit around.

"Come on, drink a little!" Old Shen commanded, waving his arm.

Wang Ai obeyed the order, and opened a bottle of Qingdao. Anyway, he just opened a bottle. Old Shen raised the cup: "Although it is your Xiao Wang's home, as an elder and your former coach, I cannot say too much. ?"

A table of people smiled and looked at Old Shen, and Old Shen also said with a smile: "This house of men and women, old and young, from all corners of the world has a common goal... Uh, the characteristic is football. There are players’ families and players’ families. Work partner, and three big stars! It's Klaus and me, who else."

Wang Ai pouted.

Old Shen Zhuang didn't see: "It's rare for us people to get together. Meeting is fate. What's more, we have met many times before. Anyway, we are old. Come on, have a drink and celebrate our meeting."

Wang Ai held the cup: "What meeting?"

Old Shen Yi frowned: "Meeting in Pingshui? Oh, no, we are all old acquaintances, then, what? What, meeting on a narrow road?"

Yan Zhu, Zhao Dan, Wang Ai, Xu Qinglian and Kang Si laughed together, and everyone toasted and drank.

Old Shen is here, the house is much more lively. There is low air pressure at home these days, and everyone knows that Wang Ai is in a bad mood, so he can't get busy. Schrappner was impatient because of language problems. The old Shen was different when he arrived. Don’t look at it as a part-time job for Wang Ai, but he has no shortage of places to work. He is a complete collaborator in Tubingen, and he was a coach of Wang Ai in his early years, a pure elder. So when he was happy, everyone followed him.

Anyway, after eating for more than an hour, I didn't mention a single business matter, it was all nonsense.

After dinner, everyone sat in the backyard and chatted. They said nothing about the transfer. They didn't mention it until Wang Ai went out to practice at night. When Wang Ai came back, Old Shen fell asleep.

The next morning, Wang Ai rarely went to Cobham for training. Before leaving the house, he changed old Shen into a formal suit and pretended to be Wang Ai’s driver. Anyway, old Shen had a black face and bald head and was not noticeable. Then he mixed into Cobham.