Reborn on Top of Football

  Leonie put Wang Ai to sleep, quietly got up and took the phone to the next room.

  It took a long time to quietly touched the room with a hot phone, and suddenly asked Wang Ai, who was on the bed with his eyes open, startled.

  "My performance just now was okay? Although I was a little tired." Wang Ai smiled and propped up his upper body: "But it's been more than two months since I was single."

  Leonie sighed secretly, climbed onto the bed with a bright smile and kissed Wang Ai on the face: "Perfect."

   "Hmm." Wang Ai replied. Just when Leo Ni was about to persuade him to go to sleep, she listened to the deep voice in the man's chest groaning: "You also found something wrong, right?"

   "What?" In panic, Leo Ni pressed on Wang Ai's high spirits, but found that the man didn't have that thought. When she was about to lower her head to get under the quilt, she was pulled by the man.

   "Okay, don't lie to me, I don't believe that you have been playing football for so many years, and you have been concerned about me, you can't find it." Wang Ai shook Leo Ni's hand: "Go ahead, what do you know?"

Leo Ni looked at Wang Ai's profile and found that the man's expression was still calm. After listening to Wang Ai's voice, she found that the man's breathing was fairly steady, so she whispered: "There may be something wrong with the Golden Globe Award, the specific reason. I'm still waiting for news from Huang Xin, and I don't intend to investigate it with great fanfare. But there are always acquaintances. Members of the German Chamber of Commerce in China have put advertisements on "French Football", and may be able to find out some news or something."

   "Well, well done, I can't make a big fanfare, just let the French see the jokes." Wang Ai praised and fell silent for a while, "No! You should have found out the day before yesterday."

Speaking of this, Wang Ai turned to face Leo Ni: "Otherwise, Director Shen won't call me for no reason! I remembered that at the time he wanted me to play that irrelevant league! What did you find out? what?"

Leo Ni pursed her lips and shook her head slightly: "I was not sure at the time. Director Shen felt that the taste was wrong. His reason was that the momentum of this year's publicity was wrong, but he just noticed it, but it was too late to adjust at that time. , Telling you that it’s useless except to make you worry."

  "Propaganda?" Wang Ai frowned.

  Leonie stretched out her hand distressedly and smoothed the man's brows: "Don't think about it, go to sleep."

  Wang Ai twisted his neck: "Where can I sleep?"

   "Or, or..." Leo Ni whispered: "I will give you the back..."

   After Wang Ai understood, he hugged Leo Ni and fell down: "I'm not the type to get angry outside and find a woman to get angry when I go home. Okay, I don't want to go to bed anymore."

  Leonie’s hands were warm and flexible, and the time was fast and slow, and the time was heavy and light. Finally, Wang Ai's tiredness came.

The next morning, Leo Ni wrapped Wang Ai in a thick layer of clothing. It was not so cold in Beijing in November, but Leo Ni was reminded by Yan Zhu to insist on doing so, so Wang Ai was honestly a doll. Play for her.

  Today this "right day", there is still no news, Wang Ai's heart sank completely. It stands to reason that if a Frenchman wants to go to Beijing, he has to contact him no matter what. Even if the arrogant Frenchman does not come, Wang Ai will temporarily return to Inter Milan for one day, but there is no news.

  After dinner, Wang Ai took Leo Ni to take a walk in Beihai Park. In the bustling flow of people, Wang Ai, who was wrapped tightly and tightly, was not recognized, and was happy to be free.

   "Let's talk, let's talk, I already know the answer." Wang Ai said in a mess.

Leo Ni’s arm straddled Wang Ai’s. Hearing the sound, she took a careful look at the man, and found that his gaze was open and calm before she said: “It’s also to blame for us. I have too little experience. Huang Xin and I work too hard. Busy, I overlooked something. If it hadn't been for Mr. Beckbauer to call, Director Shen would not have noticed."

   "Your Majesty the Emperor?" Wang Ai nodded in a daze.

"Specifically, Barcelona and Messi launched an unskilled, but very concealed attack on your situation." Leonie struck her forehead in the evening wind in the North Sea: "You Do you still remember the praise of Eto'o during this period? We now believe that this was deliberate by the opponent in order to divert your votes."

  Wang Ai crooked his head and frowned: "Divert my votes? You mean, the Catalan media has been running for this from the beginning? Not infighting?"

Leoni shook her head: "I'm not sure. His Majesty the emperor was not accurate. It just stands to reason that the main body of the Catalan media is standing with Barcelona, ​​and even the occasional conflicts quickly subsided, no Like this time, it’s a long time and a lot of effort."

Speaking of this, Leoni didn’t hide it: “The reporter’s vote will be subconsciously interspersed with different teams. Although Inter Milan is the biggest game, it can’t be the first few Inter Milan’s. Suddenly Eto’o The momentum is soaring, and some of the first votes that should have been voted for you become him, then your points are not enough."

  Wang Ai's breathing was short for a few times, and then he chuckled slightly: "Don't you know what Inter Milan does?"

Leoni shook her head: "Massimo is not a conspiracy person. Under his affection, the functions of the club's various departments are very abnormal. Jose actually has no experience, and his relationship with the selection agency can only be said that he Relying on grades... I believe they are all supportive of you, and they are absolutely sincere, just like us. But... I'm sorry, we are too inexperienced."

Listening to the girl beside him choked up, Wang Ai stretched out his hand and hugged her hard: "If you don't have it, it's gone, I'm also negligent. In Europe, I'm always an outsider, and it's not bad to get it once."

  Listening to Wang Ai’s unusually calm voice, Leo Ni’s emotions were a little uncontrollable. The two young people hugged and comforted each other in the night of Beihai Park.

  A few days later, people who cared about Chinese football and Wang Ai also noticed that the taste was wrong. Lao Gao called, but was bored for a long time, he could only ask twice about Wang Ai's body, and hung up the phone in embarrassment.

  The teammates may have been warned by Lao Gao, and they all kept silent.

  The boss who is omnipotent, unfavorable, and all-important, the horse stumbles...no one dares to laugh.

On the day before the second game between the national team and Lebanon, a Catalan journalist published an online testimony that revealed all this: "Golden Globe Messi! We did it, and the Chinese were taken by us. Kill it!"

When Leo Ni saw this post, she was watching Wang Ai’s game on the sidelines of the Workers’ Stadium. She silently returned the laptop to the secretary, tightened her coat, and looked at Wang Ai’s strength in the field. The figure looks worried.

  I didn’t tell Wang Ai about Xu Qinglian.

  The fleeting years are disadvantageous and offend villains.