Reborn on Top of Football

"The club bought me mainly because of my scoring ability, not a certain position." At the Robben's table, Wang Ai looked at Old Man Luo's brighter forehead and communicated with Huang Xin not far away. Bernardine, a parenting manager, smiled and said: "I chatted with Joseph today. He deliberately asked me to be a substitute for multiple positions in the frontcourt. You can call me Mr. Bayern frontcourt general substitute in the future."

Robben smiled and said: "It's a bit like Solskjaer, but he's just a striker."

"In your vision, what position should I play?" Wang Ai asked with a smile.

"The place where you can best use your abilities should be the wide middle road." Robben thought, "Speaking of which, the characteristics of you and Thomas overlap a bit. You are both physically fit, large in scope, and quick to respond. Of course, You are much better at shooting than him. What are your assumptions?"

"In the beginning, of course I hoped to join hands with you to recreate the wings of victory." Wang Ai shrugged: "But I found that you and Frank cooperate very well. He has fast speed, accurate footwork, and good dribbling. And awareness, although I might do better than him, it would be too wasteful to exclude him on the bench."

Robben smiled and couldn't comment, he did call Ribery more and more, but he missed the Blue Bridge years.

"Since it's not easy to break up your combination, there are only a few positions left for me, center, front midfielder or midfielder?" Speaking of this, Wang Ai shook his head: "I think it is impossible for Joseph to let me play. As for the midfielder, even if I performed well a year ago, I still tend to attack. As for the specific position, I don’t think about it anymore, and I won’t go to Joseph or anyone else to ask for anything. Location."

Speaking of this, Wang Ai calmly looked at his old teammates: "To be honest, I firmly believe that the club will not let me idle. I firmly believe that the club will let my shooting ability be used. These two points are enough. It doesn’t matter where it is."

Robben exhaled and nodded: "This is the best way. I am very happy that you can come. No one does not love your shooting skills. That is the guarantee of victory and the engine for us to reach the top of Europe. You already have four championships. And I don’t have one yet."

Wang Ai looked at Old Man Luo seriously: "There will be, you will have, otherwise the world will be too unfair. You have always been the best winger in the world. I heard that your salary is not high. ?"

Robben shrugged: "My image does not seem to be liked by sponsors."

Wang Ai laughed and looked at Robben again: "If you or Wesley are willing to attend more social events, but it seems that you are more focused on the performance on the court, and the number of times you appear in the camera outside the court is too few. "

Robben looked at his wife and turned around to smile at Wang Ai: "It seems that Wesley and I don’t like occasions with too many people, except for the interaction with the fans in the stadium. We still prefer a quiet life. A little bit of privacy, even if there is a price to pay for it, I think it is worth it, and so does my family."

Wang Ai turned to look at Robben’s wife, and found that she had the same clear eyes as Robben, and couldn’t help but nodded: "Sometimes I really envy your life. In fact, it’s pretty good if I want to come. The income is not low enough to maintain. A very tasteful life. At the same time a quiet little home, you can also enjoy the happiness of family."

Robben blinked and suddenly approached Wang Ai while his wife was talking to Huang Xin: "I sometimes envy you, as if you lead a different girlfriend every time."

Wang Ai smiled and asked, "How is your body?"

Robben raised his brows and immediately understood what the old teammates meant, and said with emotion: "The Germans are really strict in this regard. They have specially invited a doctor for me to diagnose, and based on this diagnosis, they have formulated strict food and Training standards, this is something I’ve never enjoyed. Just now you asked me if my salary is low. Frankly speaking, it’s a bit low, but you know, I always get injured. A player who has no guarantees and plays too few times. Unless it is Ronaldo, no one is willing to pay you a high salary, even Real Madrid."

"So, although my salary is lower, Bayern gave me what other clubs didn't give me." Robben shook his head: "Here is the collective supremacy. There is no superstar, so no one will be underestimated. I have received respect and health here, which has also allowed me to perform better. Of course, there are more and more opportunities for major honors. These are far more important than salary."

After listening, Wang Ai nodded earnestly, and then smiled: "I haven't felt what you said, but I have felt the cold wave from Joseph. He is very rude today."

"He is like that." Robben smiled: "He cares about every player. Although he is strict, we all like him. Because every time he scolds, it is for everyone, for the collective, for Honor. And all of us, including me and Frank, stayed here because we didn't get collective honor elsewhere. So, no matter how harsh and unkind he is, we are willing to listen to him."

Wang Ai nodded as he listened and said, "I will control my temper."

"As long as you do what he says, he will only praise you." Robben comforted: "What he hates most is sacrificing the collective for the sake of the individual, but I know that you are not. You are just too strong in many cases. , So the data is so beautiful."

"Frankly, Alger, if you are not in Munich, I really don’t want to come. I also have a lot of money now. I also hope that I can live side by side with my close friends and chase honor. It’s wonderful that I don’t want to do anything else. Life."

When Robben finished listening, he raised his wine glass and touched Wang Ai. The two took a big sip each.

Robben lives a very self-disciplined life and never drinks at all times, while Wang Ai is more self-disciplined. It is not that he does not touch each other during the Chinese New Year, that is, today two good friends have the opportunity to fight side by side again after 4 years to drink a little.

Putting down the wine glass, Robben pushed the grilled cod to Wang Ai's side: "Who will this year's FIFA Golden Globes belong to?"

"How do I know? I'm not a judge, oh, I have a vote in my hand, but it's just one vote."

Robben shook his head after hearing these words: "I wanted to understand it a long time ago. Unless I have won the World Cup like you, or won multiple Champions League titles, and I am the top scorer, this honor will never belong to me. , The power of sponsors is too strong."

Wang Aixin nodded in sympathy: "I have got it for three consecutive years."

"Messi?"

Robben looked at Wang Ai who was shrugging his shoulders, and suddenly said, "I'm getting more and more confident."