Reborn on Top of Football

At eleven o'clock, Wang Ai woke up, walked into the bathroom in a daze, washed his face, looked at the water heater and found that it was solar powered, so he turned it on and took a shower. Then he came out of the bathroom listlessly, and after looking around, he remembered that he should be hungry.

There are rice, noodles and oil in the kitchen. There are vegetables and fish eggs in the refrigerator, but Wang Ai is too lazy to make complicated things. When he was tumbling through the refrigerator, he found a cooked steak, but Wang Ai was a little disgusted. vermicelli.

I washed a handful of rapeseed, cut some pieces of meat, put a new large spoon on the fire, dripped some oil, fried the meat and vegetables, poured a scoop of tap water into it, and a little oil star floated up. Covered and waited, looking out along the dusty windows on the outer wall, different from the half-dead impression last night, the low green plants in the community isolated a quiet space.

Dilapidated or dilapidated, but tranquility is tranquility, it all depends on what one thinks.

After a while, the water boiled, the vermicelli and the egg were knocked in, turn down the flame, cover the pot and continue to cook, when it is almost cooked, salt, soy sauce, monosodium glutamate, just use the large bowl of beef noodles from yesterday, and use a rag The cushion touched the coffee table in the living room. Rub your hands together, and prepare to eat with a sense of ritual!

Although it doesn't have the mellowness of the bowl of noodles yesterday, it has a kind of lightness and quietness at home.

After dinner, Wang Ai found the speakers in the living room, and after researching it for a while, he figured it out, and the music flowed out.

When I heard it, it turned out to be a guqin.

Wang Ai just leaned on the sofa and listened, and once again entered a state of blank mind, just sat there until evening, and then finished dinner with the same noodles as lunch. At this point, Wang Ai finally recovered a bit, and sat down in front of the computer in the other bedroom, wondering if the computer could still be used.

Poke it open, it's okay, the computer is very clean, but there are a lot of stand-alone games. Many of them were the ones he brought from China to Germany. Wang Ai enthusiastically poured a cup of tea and put it in his hand, and he played until midnight.

For two days, Wang Ai lived like this.

On June 5th, when Wang Ai woke up in the morning, he felt tense all over, and started to stretch in a daze, doing push-ups on the ground in a daze for half an hour, squatting down with one leg in a daze, and doing it alternately, all the time. It feels good to be sweating profusely.

After washing up, it was already noon. Today, Wang Ai finally changed his lunch. He took out the stewed rice and fried it. He put on a dance music plate, and shook his body while listening to the meal. Then I suddenly felt something in my heart, and ran to play games for another afternoon until eight o'clock in the evening, when the door rang.

"Have you eaten dinner?" Zhao Dan came in and asked.

"Oh, I forgot." Wang Ai smiled and said, "I'm playing a game."

"What would you like to eat? There is Liudao Street in front. Many restaurants are doing well."

Standing at the door, Wang Ai tilted his head and thought for a while, and suddenly said, "Let's go out for a walk, I want to go and have a look."

Zhao Dan looked at the sky, and it was completely dark: "Put your hat and glasses."

After a while, Zhao Dan and Zhang Guang accompanied the tall Wang Ai on the street, mixing with the bustling crowd. The dumpling restaurant, bacon flatbread, Korean barbecue, and Sichuan restaurant on the roadside were brilliantly lit. Unfortunately, Wang Ai did not dare to. Walking in and being exposed to bright lights, I had to send Zhang Guang into a dumpling restaurant to order a few boxes of vegetarian dumplings.

"Are you going home to eat?"

"No." Wang Ai took the box, smiled ghostly, and squatted on the spot: "Eat like this!"

Who would have thought that a super giant who earns billions of dollars a year would squat on the street to eat?

"The so-called smartest disguise is nothing more than that!" Wang Ai was still complacent when he threw the lunch box into the trash: "I tell you, I have long wanted to experience the atmosphere of Shaanxi people squatting to eat."

The three continued to stroll, especially when they passed the bustling food stalls, Wang Ai couldn't be envious of seeing many peers drinking draft beer and eating meat skewers. The last few people came to Guangyou Temple Square, some dancing, singing, skating, enjoying the shade, and practicing martial arts. The three of them found a flower bed in the corner against the wall and sat with their backs to the lights. After coming down, Wang Ai didn't say anything, and was almost in a daze.

In a daze, he greedily absorbed the breath of life that had long been far away from him.

After all the people were gone and the stalls were closed, Wang Ai stood up reluctantly, shook his head and walked towards the residence.

Behind Wang Ai, Zhao Dan and Zhang Guang looked at each other. Zhao Dan took out the phone and dialed it. After a while, he came back and said in a low voice, "Xiao Xu agrees, let him rest after enough time."

On June 6, the sky was cloudy. Wang Ai woke up very early, but he didn't want to get up.

Wang Ai closed all the windows, then did an hour of bodyweight training, then went to the bathroom to take a shower and ate some hot steak after coming out. Then I cleaned the room with a vacuum cleaner, put the quilts, pillows and mattresses in plastic packaging, and finally went to the bathroom to take off the shower and washed the whole room again. He dragged the bag of the quilt in one hand and the plastic bag of the tableware tray in the other, and opened the door.

At this time, the wind and rain had stopped outside the window, and the bright afternoon sun shined through the corridor, which had been cleaned by the rain, and entered the corridor. When the door was finally opened, Wang Ai stepped inside and outside the door, and the face was white. Xu Qinglian with a long skirt, medium and short hair, and bright big eyes.

"Okay?" Xu Qinglian looked directly into Wang Ai's eyes cautiously.

"Well." Wang Ai took a breath and nodded: "Let's go."

Go out, get in the car, and drive to Liaoyang County Airport. Unlike in the past, even when thinking about academic issues, he maintained a certain sense of physical activity. At this time, Wang Ai was so quiet that people would even ignore him. Until Xu Qinglian introduced the situation in the car: "The national team will leave tonight."

"Um."

"Are you going home for a night's rest and then going to Brazil tomorrow to meet up on your own, or?"

Wang Ai turned around and said, "Let's go home and show your face, so you don't have to worry about me, and then go to the national team and walk together, don't do anything special."

"Then how are you... how are you?" Xu Qinglian asked boldly.

"Um."

"……Um?"

"Ah, it's..." Wang Ai pointed to herself: "I feel very comfortable now, and I have good expectations for work. This is a state that I have not experienced in many years. I am working hard now. Write it down, maybe it will be used later, maybe it will not be so troublesome in the future, but maybe you still need a catalyst, or a drug primer."

Xu Qinglian nodded and listened, and waited for Wang Ai to finish speaking before saying, "Then hurry up and go to Brazil, everything is fine at home."

"Um... eh, did you come here on purpose today?"

"Hey, I've always been here."