Reborn on Top of Football

Wang Ai looked at Robben, and the two understood each other's thoughts only by communicating with their eyes, so they looked at each other and smiled.

In the second half of the banquet, the two fell into a long silence, seeming to be deliberately enjoying the warmth brought by their silent understanding, so that their girlfriends wondered what the two men were doing. ?

Time passed by the occasional gestures of Wang Ai and Robben and the silence most of the time, everything seemed to be returning to the country house in Cobham. The only difference is that both of them became fathers, and both became fathers who became more stable and reticent than the youth of the past.

"Okay, let's go, tomorrow morning at eight o'clock? It's nine o'clock?" Wang Ai stood up.

"Nine o'clock." Robben also stood up and stretched: "It's too late today. I'll go to your Samaritan Manor another day."

"Okay." Wang Ai replied, and walked south side by side with Huang Xin, who was holding the child, but waved his back.

When he returned home, Wang Ai went directly to the gym in the basement. Several guards were also practicing. Seeing Wang Ai thoughtfully, they practiced not disturbing each other. This family is really like a family at ordinary times. There is nothing taboo about talking to each other. The defenders are not afraid of Wang Ai. Only when Wang Ai starts to think, whether it is thinking about studies, career or other things, the defenders will keep in awe. Quiet.

After practicing a lot of sweat, and by the way, letting out the remaining alcoholic breath, Wang Ai stepped onto the stairs next to the green plants on the first floor, passed by the second floor full of daughter-like atmosphere, and casually glanced at the several landscapes that had been hung on the wall. Painting, I went to the quiet and tidy third floor.

The third floor where 5 people live is quite empty. At present, only the study, the master bedroom, the second bedroom, the third bedroom, the bathroom, and the collection room are used. There are six others who don’t know what to do. Huang Xin and Shi Wenjun didn’t say anything. Dominating interest, and Kang Si usually doesn't want to come out as soon as he gets into his room after returning.

The door of the master bedroom was open, and the light of the TV flickered. When Wang Ai entered, everyone was there. Wang Sheng lay in the stroller and played by himself, while the women were chatting while watching TV. Wang Ai greeted him and was about to go to the study and watch the video. Huang Xin asked behind him, "You and Robben are really good."

Wang Ai looked back and smiled: "Yes, we have completely different personalities, but we all know that we are the people who need each other on the football field."

"Sincerely?" Kang Si described it in a Chinese idiom.

"Four years ago in Cobham, you guys..." Wang Ai said that he got stuck and smiled: "At that time, we were two young players who were not very ambitious, and two of them did not like too much social activities. A star who goes home after work. Unlike his wild and unruly appearance and my scent of spring breeze, we are essentially people who pay attention to the boundaries between life and work, so we became friends."

"What's more, you are both wingers." Shi Wenjun concluded: "There will be many common languages. By the way, did you chat and talk about football at that time? The boundaries between work and life?"

Wang Ai sighed, walked back and sat down between Huang Xin and Shi Wenjun: "Even if we talk about football in private, it is a private perspective. This is not the same as meeting and training in clubs during the day, just like TV reporters watching at home. The TV series are the same. The two of us do have a lot of exchanges in football technology, but the more important thing is to understand each other. He was already a very technically mature star before he met me, and I am almost the same, so we can’t learn from each other technically. The main thing is to increase understanding, skills, character, habits, and of course mutual trust."

"Oh." Wang Ai suddenly stretched out his arms around Huang Xin and Shi Wenjun's waists, causing both of them to be shocked, but he was in a daze: "Like you, even if you talk about work now, it's a relaxed attitude. It’s not about working in the office during the day, right?”

Under Kang Si's gaze, Shi Wenjun twisted the back of Wang Ai's hand, but he just didn't let go, and simply said in piss, "I think the two of you are like homosexuals!"

Huang Xin and Kang Si laughed directly, and Wang Ai "knocked" Shi Wenjun's cheek with his forehead sideways: "Nonsense, this is a pure friendship between men. You don't understand, you met an exceptionally good and reliable one. And how happy it is for teammates with similar tempers. Our game is a bit like fighting. Can you understand how precious a good and reliable comrade is?"

Shi Wenjun hummed twice. He probably knew that what he had just said might bring bad consequences to him, so he stopped snorting.

"But we are all wingers, and there is something different." Wang Ai pondered: "He, usually the combat range is on the wing, can go forward and backward, I, basically do not go to the backcourt, even if I Also on the side."

"You just like to be pushy." Shi Wenjun couldn't help but mutter.

"It's a bit of a meaning, but it also has something to do with personal characteristics." Wang Ai shook his head: "Alger's body is relatively thin, let him go to the middle of the heavy defense, he can't hold on to the whole court, and it is too easy to get injured. Although the side lanes are narrow, the defensive strength is not that strong. Usually, he can drive straight ahead as long as he passes one person."

Huang Xin poured Wang Ai a cup of tea, and took a sip: "According to my understanding, he has the characteristics of both a full-back and a winger. He can attack and defend well, but is not suitable for high-intensity continuous combat. He is like an explosive force. A strong sprinter, not a strong forward or center, and certainly not like a commander's midfielder."

Wang Ai nodded in agreement: "His physical condition is basically inseparable from the wing. So even if we all play on the wing, we are very aggressive in the frontcourt, but he will retreat to the bottom line when he should let go, and I don’t. Yes, I will stop at the backline at most."

"It's true that we can't see how you compete with your opponent in the corner flag area of ​​your own side." Kang Si added.

"So, his combat range is on this small strip on the right, and I am the entire frontcourt."

"His defense is better than you, and your attack range is larger than him." Shi Wenjun drank coffee: "So you don't have much competition."

"Of course." Wang Ai nodded calmly: "If we have the same technical characteristics, it will be difficult to forge this kind of friendship. After all, it is too cruel to have you but not me. In this case, even if you have the intention to make friends, you will feel each other. Somewhat embarrassing."

Speaking of this, Wang Ai quietly released his arm around Huang Xin's waist, then turned around abruptly, held Shi Wenjun on her head and kissed her on the mouth before Shi Wenjun didn't react.

After a while, in the footsteps of Kang Si Yaoyao, the little beauty pushed Wang Ai away: "You are crazy."

"Hehe." Wang Ai glanced at Huang Xin who was bewildered, bent over to pick up the little beauty, walked two steps and threw it on the bed, and then pressed her up without waiting for her to get up.