Reborn on Top of Football

Both the Civilian Stadium and the Stupid Company are moving forward steadily, slowly and resolutely expanding their territory, there is not much to say. The only thing is that the ownership of the civilian stadium is currently under the umbrella of Northern Light Industry, which has the largest investment, and has not been transferred to the more professional Chaoyue Sports. Otherwise, with more than 1,000 stadiums with an average investment of 3 million yuan, Chaoyue Sports should be renamed "Beyond Real Estate." Up.

After looking around, Wang Ai sighed and pushed the notebook forward, but leave it alone. Finally, he just checked the important items list before shutting down to prevent himself from forgetting.

Yesterday's meditation seemed to have some effect, so Wang Ai went out with the ball to try again. Yan Zhu and Zhao Dan accompanied them to the big poplar tree yesterday.

Yan Zhu hugged his shoulders to watch Wang Ai sit down again, sighed in his heart, and couldn't say anything. They knew that Wang Ai was a staunch communist, and they were not afraid that he would not want to become a monk, but they had no idea when he would become normal.

On the surface, Wang Ai is still a world-class star, Mr. Shinco Jinqiu, and he has been led by the people in the country, and no one knows it. But only a few people knew that he was in extreme psychological anxiety and couldn't help himself. Even the tried-and-tested girlfriend did not solve the problem this time.

Judging from yesterday’s situation, he seems to be better. In theory, Xu Qinglian and the others will definitely help to form a secretarial team, but the question is, psychological issues are very mysterious, how long can they be resolved, and whether they can be resolved. , Others can only judge from clues, without real assurance.

Some people may solve the same psychological problem in a few days or even a few hours, while some people may not be able to solve it for a lifetime.

As a working partner defined by Wang Ai, especially the retired Yan Zhu, he decided that he should take more responsibility.

So when Wang Ai was in a daze for an hour to stand up and go home, he stepped forward and took out a letter: "Look at this, it's very interesting."

Wang Ai happily threw the football to Zhao Dan in front of him, and took it smoothly: "There are fewer letters to me now, and I usually bring gifts. Is there a gift for this?"

Yan Zhu nodded: "There is a paper, but I didn't bring it at home."

"What I said, now I usually leave a message under my blog." Wang Ai said and opened the letter.

Occasionally, the crackling of dead branches and fallen leaves came from under his feet. Wang Ai walked slowly and watched slowly. When he arrived at the door, he had already read it, "An ordinary story."

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, throwing aside the half-dreaming Wiwi, the little guy was shocked, bumped on the sofa cushion, glanced lazily at the two-legged beast of the same name, and fell asleep again.

"I can understand his depression." Wang Aiyang raised the letter paper in his hand: "A new teacher who is full of justice, facing a reactionary subject leader, must be suppressed. Don't say that the views are different, even if they agree, there are bad habits in the workplace. The more reactionary and bad habits, the kind of old China that they have longed for is the kind of hundreds of thousands of nobles and hundreds of millions of illiterate people. The three guides and five constants, the master of heaven and earth, are the most beneficial."

Yan Zhu and Zhao Dan listened to Wang Ai's grumbling with a smile, that is, now Wang Ai is too famous, so it is not easy to pick up their noses and face them in public. They can only use the pen name through the publication "Young Philosopher". Start spraying, unless you irritate him.

Wang Ai gave a vent, and then looked at the essay sent by the teacher, and felt it was okay, so he wrote a reply letter and briefly discussed with him, and wrote the email address of "Young Philosopher" in the reply. Because of Wang Ai's several times on TV, his mentor has a great reputation in the ideological world, so many of those who dared to send him papers were concentrated in the field of literature, history and philosophy. In addition, this is also an expression of respect. It's just that the next communication doesn't have to be so strenuous.

After dealing with this matter, Wang Ai leaned back on the sofa and looked at Yan Zhu: "Your friend?"

Yan Zhu shook his head: "No, I just saw it from Kang Si, so I thought it was interesting, so I told you. I don't tell, Kang Si can also. It's just that I didn't expect that you are only interested in papers."

"What else?"

"Did you notice what he said about his life in the letter?"

"It seems... as if there were a few complaints about housing prices?"

Yan Zhu said indifferently, "You only need two days for the house he bought in ten years."

Wang Ai twisted his neck and said strangely: "Don't you want me to buy a house for him?"

Yan Zhu shook his head repeatedly: "I mean, you are the same age, he has depression, and you also have depression. But his depression looks more real."

Seeing that Wang Ai still didn't understand, Yan Zhu pointed to Wang Ai: "I can understand your current problem. In the past, you have been looking up. From the day you played football, you might have looked up. Suddenly the mountain was gone. Now, you’re not used to it, so you’re not used to it. But what about him? He is still looking up, so despite the hard life and boring work, he is still full of passion, and even boldly come to you to recommend himself."

Wang Ai thought for a while: "But before my eyes are flat, the peaks in my vision are no longer the stairs in front of me but the silhouettes in the distance."

"So you can consider looking down." Yan Zhu pointed to the floor: "Penetrate these barriers, go to the lower class to see, observe and experience the feelings of your peers. In their eyes, you are extremely happy. Playing football is originally a game. Others play games and spend money, but you can make hundreds of thousands every day when you play your favorite game. You don’t have to worry about food, clothing, housing, food, drink and fun, and your peers are stopped in front of the house and have nothing to do. . You are angry because you have to wait for a year and a half to take a vacation, but your peers may not have the concept of vacation at all."

Wang Ai thought for a while, nodded, acknowledging that Yan Zhu's rare tirade made sense.

"I don't understand psychology. I have taken the time to look at it these days, and I feel dizzy." Yan Zhu laughed at himself: "But some truths are always the same. Xiao Xu and they hope you strip away the complicated information, Your mind is more convenient, which is equivalent to defragmenting your hard disk. My idea is that you temporarily separate from your wealthy life and high status, and get rid of your material shackles. In fact, when we add the two aspects together, it is almost What Mancini said to you means to go back to the original point. Go back to the stage when you have no money, no name, and nothing to do, and rediscover your happiness in this career."

"Since there is no pursuit of honor for the time being, you might as well just go to the game." Yan Zhu looked at Wang Ai and said, "I think, playing football is happy for you after all, isn't it? Simply playing games, you always have interest and motivation. Right?"