Reborn on Top of Football

  After a big battle, the second round of the Coppa Italia with Juventus followed. Mancini once again rotated. Wang Ai entered the roster but was not scheduled to start. The black boy Balotelli got the first chance. The club has placed great expectations on this new star, who seems to be all normal and hopeless.

  When yesterday’s assist clips were continuously broadcast on the prime time of various Italian TV stations, Wang Ai received a call from He Wei after breakfast for a day off, asking him to talk about the change of location, and stated that this was a telephone interview.

  Wang Ai laughed twice: “Old He, since it’s a telephone interview, as a tribute, let me find the draft of the speech.”

  He Wei over there was immediately anxious: "Don’t, what’s the point of reading your manuscript? Don’t you just say it casually before."

   "But, this is your first interview with Lao He. I must show respect?"

  So, He Wei said, "It's okay, you don't need to respect me."

After finishing talking, listening to the low laughter on the other side of the phone, He Wei was in the office of CCTV, touching his cheek in a daze. As a host, I was trapped by someone else’s language trap last time. , How many years has it been?

   "Well, Lao He, then I'm not welcome, you can ask if anything is going on."

"Okay." He Wei said after adjusting his emotions: "Now there is a topic on the Chinese network. My colleagues and I also have this question. Why is your position changed after you arrived in Milan and you have more assists? According to our statistics. , During your time at Chelsea, the ratio of goals to assists was about 3:1, but in just one month in Milan, you have as many assists as goals. Is it Mancini specifically requested it? Or your own select?"

   "Four games a month, this sample is too small." Wang Ai seriously discussed with He Wei about the rationality of the citation of the current data of star Wang Ai.

It's a pity that He Wei has been out of the academic circle for many years, and he just didn't realize Wang Ai's joke, and went down: "Well, it's a bit less, but there is already this trend, right? Mancini explained that you have more assists? "

  Wang Ai is not a peer, there is no tacit understanding!

   "Ah, yes, the head coach made me play midfielder in both games."

  "How is your relationship with Coach Mancini?"

   "It's pretty good? Oh, I didn't know each other before, isn't this just starting to work together."

  "Do you think, Jose or Mancini, whose system is more suitable for you to play?"

   "Huh?" When Wang Ai heard this, he suddenly became alert and groaned: "Old He, are you interviewing me on behalf of CCTV?"

   "Huh?" He Wei also became alert over there, and said hesitantly: "Why do you ask? Of course I am from CCTV Sports Channel."

Wang Ai frowned and said slowly: "Old He, I can tell you the truth. The logic behind your question seems to be Mancini treating me badly. This is not right. As a new player, I am so fast. It’s inseparable from the head coach’s support to just appear on the game and get so many possessions. From my perspective, I don’t feel that he has any problems with me. On the contrary, I feel that he is good to me.”

"Okay, but in fact, your game time has been reduced, and you have scored fewer goals. Don't assists mean helping others score goals?" He Wei explained: "I just said that my colleagues and I have some on the Chinese network. Worry, worry about whether you will be transformed into a professional midfielder who rarely scores."

Wang Ai was sitting on the sofa holding the phone and frowned: "You are worried, how can I say, I don't know if Mancini has this kind of psychology, or it is called dark psychology? But I don't think so, he doesn't need it. . From his point of view, he just hopes to be able to give full play to my role. Now Inter Milan’s frontcourt just lacks an ammunition player, I have this ability. Not so much who designed it, it is better to say It's a natural result."

Opposite He Wei listened to Wang Ai's words and said: "Maybe this is more in the interests of Inter Milan, but not necessarily in your interests. The goal bonus is definitely higher than the assist bonus, right? And the various honors in international football, also Basically no assists are counted."

   "Hehe, I know."

   "Then why do you still follow this arrangement? In your capacity, if you try to score a goal, Mancini will not stop it. The front midfielder has scored more goals and it is normal."

   "Because, ha ha, easy."

   "Easy?"

   "Yes, assists are much easier than scoring. If you send out a goal, you call an assist. If you don't go in, you call a pass. But the one who is responsible for the final kick is much more nervous."

He Wei put down the phone in a complicated mood, turned his head back and waved the big scissors, which became Wang Ai’s previous narration and his summary: “I was overdrawn in England in the first half of the season and my body was very exhausted, so I will play in the recent game. Certain adjustments and adaptations."

  After messing with He Wei, Wang Ai received a call from Xu Qinglian again, which couldn’t be fooled. Xu Qinglian directly defined Wang Ai’s behavior: "Be lazy!"

When Wang Ai argued for two sentences, he simply admitted: "Since the team can win, what does it matter if I can't make it? I'm still the highest paid and number one star. How I want to play, how long do I want to play, how long do I want to play? How good is it? The club is holding it, the coach is coaxing, the fans are pampering, what's wrong? I want to lie on my sofa every day and play with Wiwi and ladies."

  Xu Qinglian was silent for a moment and then talked about Lao Bai and the three of them: "Brother Bai and their affairs, how far do you intend to involve us?"

  "Help up your horse and take a look." Wang Aiyan said concisely.

  "Giving in vain? For your friendship?"

  Wang Ai fell silent: "Friend, can't you be too careless. Pay attention, I am different from ordinary men."

"I do not know!"

   "You don't know you can't ask?"

   "...how do I... I, I asked, my girlfriend said, said that the average man only takes 15 minutes."

Wang Ai turned around in his mind before he understood what Xu Qinglian was talking about, and said angrily: "Who told you this? Insane thinking! What I mean is that as a man who absorbs a lot of resources, I should keep going out. Distribute resources. So my interactions with friends usually show that I help my friends more. By the way, when will you...Huh? Hello? Dare to hang up!"

   Over there, Xu Qinglian listened to Wang Ai’s explanation in embarrassment, and pressed the phone before Wang Ai continued to spray. Then in the apartment building room in central London, looking at the river Thames rolling eastward at the foot of the north window, he touched his hot face: "I seem to miss a man?"