Reborn on Top of Football

Maybe it was because he had been waiting for too long, so when the red fireworks were all over the stands and everyone was cheering for him, he just looked around and waved at the stands in all directions. Many people in the stands are more powerful, powerful, and famous than him, but at this moment, he is the protagonist and he is the king.

Perhaps it was because the expectation was too long, so when the Chinese foreign aid under his command created an incredible record and became famous in Apennines, the boss Moratti was not as excited as ever. He just walked up to Wang Ai with his son, gave him a hard hug, and gave him to the excited reporters.

"Only when you play chess with a good chess player will you get better and better." Wang Ai calmly stood in front of hundreds of reporters and talked: "Thank Italy and Milan. Whether it is competition or training, there are geniuses who persecute me. This glory belongs to me, to Inter Milan, and even more to Italy."

Wang Ai's voice was broadcast to the stands on the big screen on the spot, which drew cheers like a mountain whirring and a tsunami.

If Wang Ai didn’t realize it, he continued to accept the interview and answered clearly one by one. He only smiled when asked what kind of new record souvenir he was looking forward to: "I haven’t thought about it... well, if possible, please send it. Let me have a set of postcards from Italy."

"Why?" The reporter who asked the question was surprised by this answer and asked on behalf of everyone.

"Because I don't have time to visit, and the beauty of Italy is too much." Wang Ai smiled: "If there is a set of postcards, oh, two sets are best. I collect one set, and then send the other set to me in China. Friends."

As usual, Wang Ai did not have a press conference after the game. Instead, he was taken to the reception by the Inter Club to communicate with the distinguished guests from all walks of life. This is also Wang Ai's obligation after becoming the well-deserved number one star of Inter Milan and even Serie A: to promote Inter Milan , Promote Serie A.

Only in this way can the interests of Inter Milan and Serie A be guaranteed, and his interests can be guaranteed.

Just as he wanted to contribute to China's bid for the World Cup.

Since he set foot on the land of Apennines, critics have always claimed that he is the number one star in Serie A. When he defeated Kaka head-on in the Derby, when he scored six goals in a single game, when he doubled golden boots, and when he won two awards in 2009, such voices rose day by day. But it has not yet won the recognition of all of Italy, at least the Rossoneri on the opposite side did not admit it from the initial rebuttal to the final silence.

Now, with the dusty 59-year record being rewritten by him, with the number of VIPs not weaker than Inter's Centennial Celebration, and with tomorrow's sure to spread the global newspaper sales again, he, the star from the Far East, finally boarded the throne of Serie A. .

This is another new realm.

Surprisingly, there were very few calls tonight, a full two-thirds less than the last time he tied the record. On the contrary, the text message kept ringing, in which Duan Xuan said: "Congratulations, Xiao Wang, I am still wondering whether the person who cheered in the game I just explained was you? We are not Chinese. You must be very busy today. Don’t bother you, don’t go back, and invite you to dinner when you return home."

The text messages of friends were roughly the same, they all understood his busyness, and inadvertently provided him with a lonely moment after the fireworks.

After 12 o'clock in the evening, Wang Ai's Bentley drove to the foot of his mountain.

Carrying the same shoulder bag as before, walking on the same silent mountain road as before, holding on to the tired face of Kang Si. He took out the key and opened the door of his yard, glanced at the wall, smiled and waved to Wiwi. Yan Zhu opened the door, and the dim light shone on Wang Ai.

Wang Ai stepped on the floor lightly, and suddenly there was a "bang" in his ear, and a ribbon was flying in the air under the suddenly lit light, followed by a sound after another, mixed with Kangsi struggling under his arm. Laughing: "It's OK to give me one."

"Congratulations to Comrade Wang Ai for breaking the single-season scoring record in the Italian Serie A!" A red banner was lifted by Tang Mudan and Liu Dingxiang behind the crowd.

After the surprise, Wang Ai laughed and hugged his friends and partners one by one. In the end, Wang Ai discovered that the crowd seemed to be much larger than before, and then he noticed Huang Xin, Li Jue and Anika in the corner.

"Sister, are you here?" Wang Ai loosened Huang Xin.

"Well, it won't work if you don't think about it, you are doing such a big deal again."

Wang Ai smiled and looked at Li Jue: "Student Li, when do I call you sister-in-law?"

The round-faced Li Jue smiled heartily: "You can change your mouth in summer."

Wang Ai smiled and nodded, then looked at Anika: "How are you doing? Comrade Anika?"

The beautiful Romanian girl smiled brilliantly: "Very well, Comrade Wang Ai!"

It is not a joke that the two called each other comrades. Although Anika has been working in Tubingen in recent years, she has experienced great changes in her country and her country. She slowly re-established the ideals of communism through painful speculation.

Especially after following Huang Xin's side for the past two years, Wang Ai always shared his classic Marxist-Leninist reading experience in the chat group from time to time. Naturally, it had a deep influence on Huang Xin and further influenced Anika.

Both of them now take communism as their ideal, and naturally they are comrades with common aspirations.

"Sister Huang Xin, let's stay for one day. We will have a family banquet tomorrow night?"

Huang Xin smiled and shook her head: "I didn't want to go back right away, this time Qinglian asked me to help."

Wang Ai looked at Xu Qinglian: "You do some work, do you need everyone to help?"

Xu Qinglian smiled and said, "Yes, why don't you have someone to help? By the way, are you hungry? The supper is ready for you. I guess you will definitely not be able to eat at the wine party."

Wang Ai nodded: "Eat less and go to bed earlier. There will be an interview with Gazzetta dello Sport tomorrow, and I have to answer a lot of phone calls in person."

The confetti on the floor of the living room was left, and the villa on the side of Appiano's base was restored to peace.

Early the next morning, Wang Ai shortened the time for morning exercises, spent more than an hour replying to text messages or calling friends, and then hurriedly ate lunch after school at noon, canceled his nap, and went down to the base to receive Gazzetta dello Sport. Of two reporters. After the reporter left contentedly, Wang Ai only went out for training, and was "off work" after only half of the training.

If you usually break this record, you must invite your teammates to dinner, but recently everyone is a little numb. If you always treat guests, Wang Ai's wallet can stand it, and everyone's appetite can't stand it.

By the pool in the backyard, the bright moon in the sky and the colorful lights by the pool reflect each other. Romanian, Italian, and Chinese dishes are listed. The wiwi on the wall and the lady under the wall face each other. Wang Ai’s record-breaking Serie A and The record-breaking sales of the Milan Lights are racing.