Reborn on Top of Football

  The sky was getting dark and the plane landed at Milan International Airport. Wang Ai washed his face and came back and woke up Li Jun: "Look at you like this, even jet lag, right? I forgot to tell you in advance."

   "No." Li Jun shook his head: "I have been sleeping six hours later these days, so I can work normally."

   "Yeah?" Wang Ai looked at Li Jun up and down: "Okay, it looks like an assistant."

  While talking and laughing, several people looked after and walked off the plane while carrying their luggage. After walking not far, Yan Zhu specially reminded Wang Ai, who had a low hat: "Reporter."

  Wang Ai looked up, and there was indeed a fascinating figure in front of him: "No? I haven't notified anyone."

But no matter how Wang Ai observes, the eyes of the reporters in front of him are all looking at him, and they know it, not necessarily where the wind is, so they walked up to the reporters and waved and smiled: "Mistaiaspettando? Haiavutounalungagiornata. (wait for me) What? It’s a hard work.

  The reporters couldn’t help but squeeze in front of Wang Ai. One of the microphones was probably not held firmly by the reporter, and it struck Wang Ai’s face directly, and Wang Ai’s head fell back a bit...

  Some reporters were laughing and some were worried. Wang Ai stepped back and rubbed his face: "Are you a reporter or a killer? I want to sue you for intentional harm!"

"Well, sorry, sorry." In the reporter group, a "head" squeezed out, and Wang Ai glanced at an obviously young and tender face, so he looked at her "kill weapon": "Oh? University of Milan Majoring in Multimedia Communication in the Faculty of Humanities? Is it my classmate?"

The girl nodded frequently, her eyes still showing excitement, but she saw Wang Ai thinking for a few seconds: "No, I planned to arrange for you to be the first to ask a question, but in this case, the reporters will use the microphone to stab me in the face. , Punish you for the last one."

The reporters laughed, and Wang Ai also smiled: "Come here, don't delay others. I have time today, and it happened that I haven't accepted the cross-examination of the Italian press for a long time. Come on... I'm not afraid of you. !"

The crowd came to the side under Wang Ai's guidance rather easily. As they walked, an anxious reporter asked, and then babbled, Wang Ai was also quite helpless, and he stood still after he had given way to the main passage. Answer: "I don't really know Raphael. Although we have met in the Premier League and on some business occasions before, we haven't talked about it, so I don't know what he thinks about the new season."

  "Have you ever called? He took office in early June."

Wang Ai shook his head: "No. I was preparing for the World Cup at that time, and then I went to South Africa. There was a section in the middle to prepare for the game and I didn't even bring the phone. So maybe he called me, but I didn't receive it. Of course I did. I didn’t call him because I couldn’t spare my energy. After all, he is the head coach. If I call him if I’m not ready, it’s a little disrespectful."

   "In other words, you haven't spoken on the phone for two and a half months? Are you not optimistic about his coaching in Milan?"

"No, no." Wang Ai hurriedly waved his hand. Benitez looked at the five big and three rough people. In fact, he was a very sensitive and even characteristic person. If he saw this interview, he might think of something. Wang Ai didn't want to be unreasonable. He and the coach are feuding. Under normal circumstances, no matter how the head coach arranges troops, he will not be used. Wang Ai's appearance time is guaranteed and his interests are guaranteed. Why bother?

   "Then why haven't you called him?"

"I have said that, I have been busy preparing for the World Cup before going to South Africa. I was busy preparing for the game in South Africa. When I came back from South Africa, I was busy summarizing, meeting, endorsing, participating in fan activities and so on. I didn't have time to think about the new season. The team thing."

Seeing Wang Ai’s denial and justification, the reporters had to give up this perspective and asked: “Do you think Benitez can surpass Mourinho’s coaching performance? How many titles can you win in the new season?”

Wang Ai thought for a while: “It’s probably not just a matter of training and tactics to surpass Jose. The head coach really has to bear great responsibility for the team’s performance, but not all responsibility. For example, injuries and illnesses can’t be predicted by anyone. Nobody wants it. So I can’t say now which of the two coaches had better results. In a sense, Jose’s results have reached the top. No team can always maintain the peak, right?"

  "You are not optimistic about the team's performance in the new season? Think Rafael may not be able to achieve Jose's height?"

Wang Ai sighed: "Do you have to make Rafael hate me? I am not familiar with him. In fact, any coach who comes to coach Inter Milan now has two prospects: either maintain or decline, isn't it? Is the only correct answer?"

  Wang Ai specifically turned his face to the camera of Milan TV station when he said this, and even spread his hands.

  "...It is said that the Chinese team's play style is ugly, destroying the beauty of Spain's pass control, and stealing the Spanish team's Hercules Cup. Do you want to respond to him?"

"Who...oh, I have never heard of this person." Wang Ai shook his head and calmed down: "I hope to remind this gentleman or madam? The Chinese team scored the most goals in the World Cup in South Africa, but the number of red and yellow cards was Countdown. I don’t know why he thinks the Chinese team’s play style is ugly from the aesthetic point of view, but at least according to the football aesthetics I understand, a team with strong offensive power but not many fouls is not counted anyway. ugly."

   "But the Chinese team did most of the time in the game against the Spanish team doing destructive things."

Wang Ai looked strangely at a bearded male reporter behind the crowd: "Are you an Italian reporter? Oh, but isn't all Italy playing defensive counterattacks? Why do you treat China specially? Facing the Spanish team like this The strong, is it weird that the Chinese team adopts targeted arrangements to win? In fact, in my opinion, all teams in this World Cup will use the same method when they play against Spain, but we got the last It’s just the champion."

Speaking of this, Wang Ai pressed down with both hands and said seriously: "Chinese football has always been a student of European football. He studied from Hungary in the 1950s and hired a German coach in the 1980s. In recent years, China, including me, Professional players participate in the European League. I ask everyone not to be too surprised by the Chinese team winning the championship. The Chinese team has been learning for 60 years. I don’t ask everyone to like the Chinese team, but don’t treat it differently. In fact, from the perspective of play, the Chinese team is even considered to be European teams."

  "The Chinese team is a European team?" After hearing Wang Ai's words, the reporters looked at each other and felt that tomorrow's big news was about to appear.

  "Is this the official view of China?"

   "No, how can I represent the Chinese official?"

  Wang Ai quickly denied: “I’m just a player. Even if I don’t describe Chinese football and European football in terms of teacher-student relationship, I can’t deny that Chinese football is following in the footsteps of European football.”