Reborn on Top of Football

Half an hour later, Wang Ai, covered in grass scraps, panted in the yard and picked up his phone: "What are you doing?"

Xu Qinglian over there smiled: "I heard that you are rejuvenated? Did you also infect Uncle Liu and Brother Yan?"

Wang Ai turned his head and glanced at Lao Liu who was tapping his clothes, and said indifferently: "Ah, nothing, let's play."

Xu Qinglian, who has heard the truth of the matter, and even saw the live photos through MMS, did not say much: "I will go to you before school starts. Will you go shopping with me?"

"How can I have time to accompany you? Besides, I want to accompany you out, do you buy things or people buy me?"

"Smelly."

Xu Qinglian hung up the phone, Wang Ai put the phone in his pocket and looked down at a broken wooden shelf under his feet. Just now he took this thing from the corner of the wall to the hillside at the door, sitting down, a gentle **** of tens of meters. Go down, I'm so happy!

Old Liu put on his glasses again and criticized: "Naive! Didn't you play slides when you were a kid?"

Wang Ai chuckled: "I haven't had enough fun. Oh, I miss the big slide at Anshan 219. Oh, my **** is itchy, I really want to go!"

Although he knew that Wang Ai was joking, Lao Liu didn't dare to tease him anymore. Wang Ai could just do your character if he said anything. In case he is itchy, and now he suddenly returns to China, it is not impossible to go from Shenyang to Anshan to play that big slide!

Back in the room, Wang Aibai was bored. In the past few years, his morning hours have always been given to the school. Even at home, he would read papers or communicate with friends, teachers, classmates and so on via e-mail. What about now? The studies in London are not over yet, but there is no need to go to classes. The doctoral dissertation was almost written in the second half of last year, and it will be finished as soon as I hand in to school in March and April this year. In Milan, he hasn't decided which university to go to and what to study.

After taking two Ph.Ds, Wang Ai is also a little tired of studying philosophy. He wants to change his taste, but he hasn't figured out what to learn. Fortunately, there is enough time for Wang Ai to pick it slowly. As for the entrance exam or something, Wang Ai is not worried. Not to mention his current celebrity status and the diplomas of many prestigious schools, even his own basic qualities are sufficient.

Without a book to read, Wang Ai wandered around upstairs and downstairs, and simply slept in the room until noon.

The training at the base actually took place in the morning, but Wang Ai had already agreed with Mancini that he would not participate in training in the following mornings as usual. He would go to school. Mancini was not very happy, but he agreed. After all, Wang Ai's schooling is a routine. Since his performance is always good, he can't stop him. In fact, except for the day before the match day, players can ask for leave at other times. Wang Ai is equivalent to taking a long leave.

Although this was not written in any contract, it was also agreed by Schlappner and Inter Milan.

After a sumptuous lunch, Wang Ai finally cheered up, using such an hour after the meal, turned on the TV, and watched Inter Milan's game video. This is a flexible method Wang Aishi adopted for lack of time to practice with the team: using his years of game experience, watching the game to understand the team, understand his teammates, understand how to play, and understand habits.

"What do you think of Inter Milan? In terms of play?" Lao Liu watched with him for a while and finally couldn't help asking.

"Deluxe version of Deportivo." Wang Ai replied in his own words.

Old Liu thought for a while: "You mean Chelsea are inferior?"

"Each has its own, okay." Wang Ai leaned lazily on the sofa with a serious expression, pointing to the screen and said: "Chelsea is a whole, but Inter Milan still can't see it, it's relatively loose. The advantage of this system is no one. Don't even think of knocking him down, but the disadvantage is the lack of explosive power. Perhaps the lack of explosive power of the players is the style and style of play in Serie A, but the team also lacks it. It should be a problem of overall thinking."

Kang Si, with a cat on her lap, was also watching the video and couldn't help but say: "Deportivo's results are better than Inter Milan."

Wang Ai smiled: "Yes, but we had a good chance that year. Both Real Madrid and Barcelona in La Liga were in turmoil, and there were no strong opponents along the way. The ultimate opponent was Porto. Whether it was us or at the time Jose, chances are greater than strength. Inter Milan's luck is not so good. Tsk tsk, phone door, the only victim is probably Inter Milan."

Old Liu thought for a while and nodded in agreement. Of course, the Inter Milan family was not entrapped by the Holy Alliance, but Inter Milan is a wealthy family and of course the damage is even more serious.

"Old Liu, have you always wanted to ask me what I think of Adriano? After all, he seems to be the first resistance before me?"

After Lao Liu nodded, he suddenly became focused, and you have been with you for several days, and you finally get a deal.

Wang Ai smiled: "Look at Inter Milan's slow play, the fastest is actually Zanetti. If I use a few words to describe this team, it is soft, stupid and slow."

Old Liu said in surprise: "Such a low evaluation?"

Wang Ai shrugged: “Of course it’s not that it’s not powerful, but that it’s the style of play. Chelsea will definitely not be able to beat it at the peak, but it’s okay to meet ordinary opponents. After all, the personnel are sometimes here. But I said Not as good as Chelsea, but they don’t have the kind of cohesive and tidy sense of coordination. Of course, I am focusing on the personal aspect. In fact, Adriano has not scored many goals in Inter Milan, but he is respected by all parties and is called'May King of Acha', why?"

Wang Ai shook his head: "Because he is the most powerful, fastest, and most flexible player in the team, his way of scoring is the style of Batistuta. And Shevchenko on the other side, too. Known for violent shots, such a person can inspire the team's emotions even if they score a few goals. Among the slow-moving old men, such a lively little leopard will become the darling of the fans."

"You don't seem to appreciate Adelaide's technology very much?"

Wang Ai thought for a while: "He still has some tricks. For example, when he shoots, the position of the ball is very back. I won't. This is quite hidden. Because people usually don't shoot from that position. He didn’t have enough power. He probably had this habit when he was a child, so this non-standard action became one of his ultimate moves. The goalkeeper is especially easy to be unprepared. But other than that, he knows what I can, and I even compare He did better."

"Then would you use his powerful shooting method?" Old Liu gestured slightly with excitement.

"Hey." Wang Ai looked at Lao Liu: "If necessary."

Old Liu sighed with satisfaction: "That's fine, he is not a problem."

"He was not a problem originally."