Reborn on Top of Football

Ma Dong stopped Wang Ai from opening the door to go out... If it weren't for him always playing a black face, the gap between the two of them would not always be so good, but he knew that Wang Ai had a lot of safety issues. important.

Just across the fence gate, Wang Ai greeted and chatted with hundreds of Chinese fans. Thanks to his height of 192 cm, he could clearly see hundreds of faces near and far. With the help of eyes and gestures Try not to neglect anyone, and the atmosphere gradually changed from frenzy to fun.

Through the gaps in the fence, he constantly took the jerseys, shirts, and sneakers from the fans. Wang Ai kept talking, signing autographs, and occasionally picking up footballs flying over his head. Signed in hand, ball over head.

When they were about to leave, a female fan in her 40s pushed aside a group of old men and waved a small square box at Wang Ai with a ribbon on it: "Wang Ai, Wang Ai!"

When Wang Ai heard the sound, she turned back and felt a little interesting, so she came over again, looked at the arm and the small box that were stretched out, and pointed with her finger: "Why, propose?"

The eldest sister laughed heartily when she heard the sound: "Don't dare, my husband practices Sanda."

Everyone laughed for a while, and Wang Ai took the small box with both hands: "Can you open it?"

The eldest sister's words were drowned out by the instigation of the gentlemen. Wang Ai gently removed the ribbon, lifted the lid of the small box, and sure enough, a simple dark gold ring. Since many years ago, Wang Ai received a ring from a fan and took it to victory in domestic competitions. Fans who presented Wang Ai's ring were dug up, and they went on TV several times to review this interesting past.

Therefore, fans will always give Wang Ai various rings over the years. Wang Ai has expressed his gratitude on various occasions several times, but the gifts are still continuous, and even large diamond rings are given. Among them, expensive gifts are like other gifts. Wang Ai attaches a signed letter and sends them back, while a large number of ordinary rings are not easy to handle. Wang Ai himself said back then: "I only need a gift of less than 20 yuan."

It has been almost ten years since I said this sentence, and Wang Ai has not raised the price. Fans know that, so they are stuck on this side. In the end, Wang Ai has five or six hundred various rings in his hand. I had no choice but to focus on showing it once... In the collection room of his Haidian home, all kinds of rings were tiled on velvet to show that my home couldn't hold it.

"It's all gifts from fans with body temperature, infinite good hopes, and wishes. I really can't bear to waste it, but there are too many I can't take care of." Wang Ai joked to the camera at the time: "Why don't you donate to me again? A house, I want to put the ring specially, oh yes, it’s better to donate it to me personally and keep it specially.”

Since then, the phenomenon of fans giving Wang Ai gifts to set fire rings has only dissipated, and it has even become a taboo: Wang Ai specially took it out and said that whoever gives it again is deliberately making it difficult for Wang Ai.

In Wang Ai's impression, he hadn't received it in the past three years, so he made a joke when he saw it today. He was planning to use a joke to fool the matter and prepare for the return. It's all said and done, and the fans also said it for him. He can't always violate himself, especially when many fans hold up their mobile phones to take pictures of him.

Pick up the ring and admire it for a moment in the sun. It's a readily available replica of the Lord of the Rings rings, with the exact same slanted letters. I read it, put the ring in the small box, and Wang Ai was ready to hand it back, and even prepared a speech: I'm sorry, my house has no place to put it...

But just when Wang Ai was about to act, the eldest sister said with nostalgia: "My son bought this before. He is your fan and planned to give it to you at that time. But after reading what you said, I stayed at home. ."

Wang Ai looked around the eldest sister and asked curiously, "Where is my brother from your family?"

"I can't come anymore." The elder sister said relievedly, "She died two months ago."

Wang Ai was startled: "Sacrifice?"

"Well, he had already saved up money to watch the World Cup, but unfortunately, only I, the mother, can understand his wish for him." Speaking of which, the eldest sister said a little embarrassedly: "I found this when I was cleaning up his belongings. , I was wondering if I could give it to you. Fortunately, President Song helped you. It doesn't matter if it's inconvenient for you, you can just deal with it. My son doesn't expect anything, it's just a thought."

Wang Ai retracted his outstretched arm, nodded and said, "Okay."

When the eldest sister saw that Wang Ai had taken it away, the same bright smile appeared on her face: "Well, little Wang'er kicks well and fights for the Chinese!"

Wang Ai nodded with a smile: "Okay."

The eldest sister waved at Wang Ai and turned to squeeze out the crowd. Wang Ai looked at her back and glanced at Ma Dong. Ma Dong understood and opened the fence gate after Wang Ai turned to leave.

"How do you feel?" Wang Ai put a small box in his pocket and put his arms around Wu Lei's shoulder.

"It's surprising."

"Who told you this?" Wang Ai smiled and said, "I'm asking you how you feel when you watch a superstar accept fans' compliments, gifts, and obedience for so long, and you haven't received a single gift, and you don't even seem to be recognized. ?"

"Envy." Wu Lei said bluntly.

"Well." Wang Ai responded and continued to walk forward: "I watched Romario's game when I was a child, and I was envious of him receiving cheers from the fans. Are you 22 today?"

"Maosui 23." Wu Lei replied curiously.

Wang Ai looked at him and smiled: "Although many people say that I should have no regrets, in fact, I still want to go back to your age, because I feel that I can do better."

"Is it the Golden Globe Award Qilianzhuang?"

Wang Ai laughed loudly and said no more. The purpose of stimulation has been achieved, and Wang Ai will not interfere with what Wu Lei will do and develop next. After all, there are also people who have their own interests to consider, as well as their actual situation. If Wang Ai and him were in different places, I am afraid that the decision to leave will not be easily made.

During dinner, Ma Dong came to Wang Ai's table with a serious face: "It's confirmed."

Wang Ai quietly listened to Ma Dong's whispered narration, tapped the ring's small box with his right hand through his trouser pocket, and whispered to his teammates at the same table with Wu Lei at Wang Ai's table.

After Ma Dong finished speaking, Wang Ai said, "What's the point of the coaching staff?"

"I haven't asked yet, but it's customary for the players to be personal."

Wang Ai nodded when he heard the sound, pulled out his right hand, put the plain little box on the dining table, opened it, pinched the ring and gently put it on the index finger of his right hand, just like the Lord of the Rings.