Reborn on Top of Football

After the laughter, Consul General Wang asked with concern: "How is your body? I seem to be quite normal."

"It's normal by normal people's standards."

"Is it still difficult to compete especially with high intensity?"

"Yes." Wang Ai nodded: "The cold has healed, and there is no injury, but the physical fitness is not good. If it is a national event or the league comes to a critical juncture, it is not impossible to persevere, but it is easy to get injured, just like Messi's last Champions League game. of."

"Then don't insist." Consul General Wang took a clear stand and was definitely a family member.

Wang Ai laughed: "There is still more than a month in the league, I don't need that long recovery time, I estimate it will be almost a week or so, after all, I'm just tired, not a physical injury. "

"Does it mean that you can return to the previous state of the game?" Consul General Wang pointed to the east: "Many people in the motherland are watching your game, little Wanger, you know it's not easy for leaders to take some time to relax. "

"Hey, I don't dare to kick when you say that."

Consul General Wang smiled and waved his hand, but he knew that when he met a senior leader, the one in front of him was much more than what he saw, and the administrative level could not describe the actual status of the two at all. Not to mention, the one who went to Chaoyue last year was accompanied by Wang Ai all the way, and the fact that that one was a fan is not a secret at all, and in the case of fans, what is Wang Ai?

For that person, football, while fun, is not a big deal. But Wang Ai, on behalf of the Chinese, played football "close to Tao", just like Mei Lanfang to Peking Opera, Nie Weiping to Go, Qian Xuesen to Missile, Yuan Longping to Rice, and Zhou Shuren to writers. The industry has done so well that it has transcended the limits and boundaries, and cannot be viewed in its original identity.

Therefore, Consul General Wang did not answer Wang Ai's joke, and instead continued: "If you make a smooth comeback, how many goals do you expect to achieve by the end of the season? How will the media and fans of various countries react? What level of reaction?"

"If you score a goal." Wang Ai frowned: "I still have to play in tomorrow's league, come off the bench, and stay in shape. In this case, there will be eight and a half games, or eight games. Well, 80 goals should be guaranteed. I Do your best."

"80 goals." Although Consul General Wang was prepared, he couldn't help but sigh after hearing Wang Ai's own words: "In Europe, I used to think that Gerd Muller's 40 goals was the limit. It's amazing how you doubled in just two years."

"Of course, this is the lower limit."

"Ok?"

Wang Ai spread out his hands with a smile: "My goal rate per game this season is 3."

Consul General Wang leaned on the sun lounger and couldn't help rubbing his forehead: "Sometimes it's not good if the scale of progress is too big, it's not good for the cardiovascular and cerebrovascular."

Wang Ai laughed and pushed the teacup towards Consul General Wang: "It also depends on whether Messi cooperates, if he comes back late, after my goal has opened a safe distance to ensure the European Golden Boot, it will not be possible. …”

Consul General Wang put down his hand and looked at Wang Ai quietly, Wang Ai also looked at him quietly: "I mean, oh, I will tell you what I think, whether it is appropriate or not, please give instructions."

Consul General Wang nodded solemnly.

"Although the three of us fought fiercely, in a sense it was a symbiotic relationship, especially me." Wang Ai pointed to his chest: "In terms of real contributions to football and real achievements, I am far more Both of them are tall. But I calculated that once I get rid of both of them, like I am now against Keasling in the Bundesliga, then I will also be isolated as never before. Instead, I now have a certain advantage and After showing the ability to throw them away, they dare not really encircle me. The European football world and the American football world they represent will not launch ideological attacks on me because I come from socialist China , the competition between us will remain in a low-intensity state limited to the sports world. I think, it is also beneficial to the country.”

Consul General Wang did not speak, but nodded solemnly.

Wang Ai chuckled: "After all, I'm not a white man, nor a black man, but a race that is regarded by many white people as a race for civilized competition. The country is my umbrella and my bottom line. As long as my ability reaches the limit, no one can do anything casually. Bullying me. But at the same time, my god... uh, uh, hehe."

"Don't be afraid." Consul General Wang waved his hand: "The Chinese people are not willing to bow their heads and be small, and it is not surprising that they are hostile to the first-mover advantage. This is the historical mission of our generation and your generation. I feel aggrieved. And it's not just you? Scientists, writers, entrepreneurs, ordinary party members and cadres, and the people are all persevering for a better future for future generations."

With a sigh, Wang Ai raised the teacup and touched it with Consul General Wang, put down the teacup and continued, "So this safe distance has a double meaning for me. The surface is for the golden boots, and the deep is for safety."

After a pause, Wang Ai raised his head: "I don't resent my country. I am in a country that is on the rise. This is also a kind of luck. The vitality and prosperity of the bloodline has given me courage and wisdom. Because strong enemies are outside. , so even if I'm in football..."

Wang Ai opened his hands, and Consul General Wang nodded with a smile: "I haven't lost my prudence."

Wang Ai nodded deeply: "Yes, in fact, I have already predicted the current situation, and I have seen it for a long time. The data will not be faked, the trophy will not be faked, it is equal to them now, what about in the future? Career is only in the life of athletes. For a little while, when our time comes to an end and the business world clears up, my stature will only get higher. And as my country grows more and more rejuvenated...hehe, hehe."

Consul General Wang nodded gratified: "If you can look at things like this, the family will be at ease..."

When the league and the Champions League were about to come to an end, the vigorous Golden Boot battle entered a low ebb, which made all parties sigh with embarrassment. Especially the merchants from all walks of life, seeing that the meat that has been placed on the plate is about to fly.

This anxiety was not dispelled by Wang Ai's two goals in the 29th round of the Bundesliga two days later, but aggravated the anxiety due to the widening of the gap to 13 goals. This made the UEFA Champions League semi-final draw ceremony held that night immersed in various whispers, even if Platini stepped onto the stage and reached out to draw the lottery, it did not change until the French calmly opened two small notes...

Left-handed Bayern! Right hand Barcelona!

The sound of the scene suddenly rose, and the lights on the scene suddenly flickered!

Platini: Hey!

Laporta/Rummenigge: Damn it!

Sponsor/Reporter: Damn it!

Wang Ai/Messi: I rely on it!