Reborn on Top of Football

As one of the secrets of the boudoir, Xu Qinglian's high voice is not a secret to Huang Xin. Whenever she imagined that love and scene, she would always be ashamed for others, so she secretly warned herself that she would never say anything, she had to hold it, but...can't help it!

The physical stamina of a marathon one day and the sense of gain brought by the first person in the world of football made Huang Xin's extra state that he added to himself quickly lapsed, especially when the wind stopped raining, and Wang Ai smirked and used his mobile phone to play the recording. Huang Xin couldn't move, otherwise he would definitely teach Wang Ai a lesson.

"Resume." The tired Huang Xin pushed against Wang Ai's still loving hand.

"No." Wang Ai continued: "After thinking about it all these years, I have achieved what I wanted, eh, your..."

"Go!" Huang Xin struggled to get up, planning to hide in the bathroom. Seeing Wang Ai also got up, he quickly closed the door first, and said to Wang Ai through the door: "It's a long time, you let me slow down."

Wang Ai thought for a while: "Okay, then I'll go to bed first."

After a while, Huang Xin walked out lightly and looked at Wang Ai carefully, and found that he was motionless, a little relieved, and silently pulled the quilt away and went to bed. Then, he was suddenly pulled into the man's arms, listening to his ears. Huang Xin sighed with regret.

She was still inexperienced, and didn't know that every concession was an indulgence to the enemy and cruelty to herself. When she realized this truth, she lying on the bed had been cultivated for a long time.

She didn't even go downstairs on the 26th. In addition to physical discomfort, she also escaped psychologically. Anyway, it was a holiday. However, Wang Ai went to the Lions Stadium to meet up with his fellows from the national team, studying tactics in the morning and sharpening tactics in the afternoon. Because the coaching staff was not there, everyone was completely gone. After all, there are more people and more ideas. When Lao Gao is here, he will inevitably be constrained by Lao Gao's thinking. There is no tiger in the mountain, everyone comes casually, and all kinds of strange ideas have emerged.

Wang Ai didn't care, and Old Shen didn't care. The winter break was a kind of relaxation.

When Wang Ai left at night, everyone was still excited. The summer special training brought them a breakthrough in perspective. Since military experts can be invited to help, why can't we expand our thinking? Our own ideas may be more reasonable.

If Wang Ai didn’t come during these days, Huang Xin planned to return to China after New Year’s Day and after taking care of these things. She has to relax and report to Wang Bin and Ai Xiaoqing. The location has been selected, Hainan. Stupid Resort!

The site was selected in Wenchang... not far from the satellite launch center that has already been built!

In fact, the satellite launch center had been selected many years ago. It happened that Wang Bin knew about this because of his work, so he chose this place when he chose the location of the resort. After all, this resort is not used by the Wang family, but used to entertain model workers and excellent producers of various systems in the family, so that these people can enjoy the progress of the great motherland while they are on vacation. Isn't it perfect?

Therefore, the land and the house were built early, and we waited for the country to fire its rockets.

Speaking of it, Wang Ai hasn't been to this resort yet. Hearing Huang Xin's words about it, it itched. He regretted that he had no time to watch the Shenzhou VII launch last year. This time even his family moved to the base. It's a pity, there is still no time, and the base hasn't been built yet. I heard that it will be several years before it is completed and officially used.

The dinner was very hearty. Huang Xin took the lead and knew what Wang Ai likes to eat. The mellow, large amount of beef and carrot buns with big fists. Wang Ai ate 18 of them in one go and drank two pots of seaweed egg drop soup! After I finished eating, I pinched four upstairs, saying that I should eat slowly and taste.

Huang Xin rolled her eyes behind her back: You have eaten ginseng fruit!

But I am also happy, it is always my own craft, my own man.

After a full day's rest, Huang Xin also slowed down, and his body and mind were slowed down, so the combat effectiveness of the night was significantly improved, Wang Ai opened up and went heartily, which can be considered full of joy. But the price was that Huang Xin didn't go out the next day.

An interesting incident occurred during the training that day. Dong Fangzhuo, who likes to read free books, was in a daze at the tactical board. Not far from him was Sun Jihai who was calling Bai Guanghai. This time Lao Bai did not come because he returned to China. They The clothing brand that Ge San started to open a store, and Zhang Yonghai also went back. The first store was of course in his hometown of Shenyang, which was opened in the Liaozu business district.

After Sun Jihai called back and sat down contentedly, he found Dong Fangzhuo's performance and arched him with his shoulders: "What a daze, you should be on it in a while."

Dong Fangzhuo just woke up like a dream, pointing to the tactical board and shaking Sun Jihai's shoulder excitedly: "Brother Sun, Brother Sun, I have discovered something important!"

"Don't shake me, I'm dizzy, what's the matter?"

"Look, the boss has changed to midfielder and teamed up with Team Chen, right?"

"Ah, yes, this is not Professor Zhang's suggestion, do you think you can try it?"

"After all, we are two forwards, right?"

"what?"

"Two wingers, right?"

"You have something to say quickly."

"Hey, two central defenders and two full backs, right? What is our formation called?"

Sun Jihai patted Dong Fangzhuo's forehead: "They are 433, 451, and 4141 one after the other. Standing side by side is 442 and 4411. You didn't drink in the morning."

Dong Fangzhuo pounced his head: "No, no, I didn't mean this."

"Then what are you talking about?"

Dong Fangzhuo put the tactical board on Lao Sun’s lap and pointed: “The two forwards, the two central defenders, the two full-backs, the two full-backs, the boss and the Chen team in the middle, have you noticed that they are neither parallel nor Before and after, instead of swapping positions back and forth, back and forth to make up positions."

"Huh?" Sun Jihai blinked and didn't know why.

"So, the two strongest in the middle, go back and forth, and the eight next to them are relatively fixed. What do you think of this?

Sun Jihai told him to say something mysterious, and looked down at the tactical board on his leg. The two points in the middle turned around, and the relative positions of the eight points next to them were constant: "...oh! It's very interesting, I said, how did your kid find out? of?"

The two of them yelled, and Mao Jianqing, who thought it was meaningless to organize a match with the "Our Tubingen" fans, also came over: "What's fun to find?"

Sun Jihai took the dip pen from Dong Fangzhuo's hand to add a few lines, and handed it to Mao Jianqing: "Xiao Mao, take a look at this, what is this?"

"Fortune telling?" Mao Jianqing's eyes lit up, "I'm good at this."

"What kind of fortune telling, I ask you what this is!" Sun Jihai stared.

"Tai Chi gossip!" Mao Jianqing disapproved: "The Taoist temple next to our house hangs this chess piece every day, and the old Taoist always scolds Koreans for plagiarism!"