Reborn on Top of Football

At six o'clock in the morning, Wang Ai took the children up the mountain, came back at eight o'clock for breakfast, then took a half-hour break for a cultural class, and then went out to play a teaching game until noon. All kinds of special training are carried out on the field, until dinner. After dinner, choose a classic game for a tactical class, and after the rest is almost done, practice at night.

For a whole week, over and over again, Wang Ai's vacation and the children's training camp were intense and rich. Wang Ai completely demanded them with the rhythm and intensity of his youth, national youth and even the national team, and personally served as the cultural class. and tactical lecturer.

It was not until the 28th of the twelfth lunar month that the ten-day "Wang Ai Training Camp" came to an end. On this morning, Wang Ai personally went to the airport to see him off, giving each child a signed football and a Manchester City jersey.

Watching the children's flight take to the blue sky and rush back to the distant motherland, Wang Ai took back his eyes and glanced at the various shops outside the car window, but his thoughts flew back to China with the children, and he didn't know the Spring Festival in 2015. What is the country like, what is the family like, and what are the children like.

Seemingly aware of Wang Ai's melancholy, Kang Si joked, "If it wasn't for these children, we should still be in Seville now."

"Ah, can't you?" Wang Ai smiled and said, "When you first came here, you were thinking about your vacation and forgot about the training camp. It should be peaceful to go to your seaside home this season."

"Yeah." Kang Si said with memories and yearning: "There are not many people in the town, it is quiet all day long, and the sound of the waves is much more than the human voice."

Seeing Wang Ai looking down at the phone's calendar, Kang Si was at a loss for a few seconds and realized that the man might be acting stupid, and quickly persuaded: "Forget it, the Chinese New Year is only two days away, haven't you already agreed to go to the consulate? There must be Many activities, many things have been arranged for you."

Wang Ai's hands froze, and after a while, he suddenly cheered up: "Go, go home and play with toys!"

When he got home, Huang Xin suddenly remembered that he hadn't played for a long time, and the two women went to pick out toys with great interest to reminisce about their youth. Mei, you are so cruel, you have missed me for several months."

I don't know what to say over there, and most likely it doesn't sound good. Here, Wang Ai is anxious: "Is it possible that you will never miss me if I don't look for you?"

Huang Xin stood by and eavesdropped with great interest, and sure enough, Wang Ai was anxious and Xiaomei softened, saying that she wanted to have fun with the people when she took office, and wanted to be with the team during the Chinese New Year. As a result, Wang Ai rudely interrupted: " You have to come, just today!"

Xiaomei hummed a few words and hung up the phone, Huang Xin said, "Add a pair of kuaizi at night?"

Wang Ai waved his hand: "It's necessary, why doesn't she dare not listen to me? Look at how I clean up her at night."

"I've listened to you, but still clean up?"

"Let's be more impressed, take the initiative next time."

At five o'clock in the evening, the dusty Xiaomei walked out of the airport, got in the car, and complained, "It's all said and done, but it has to be changed."

Wang Ai took Xiaomei's luggage but said unforgivingly: "That means the plan is not perfect!"

Xiaomei glanced at Wang Ai, said "you're justified", then turned her head to look out the window. The streetlights that she had seen were driving her thoughts, and she remembered the joy at the moment she received the phone call in Tübingen. The love that does not conform to his own aesthetics, but he let himself be a moth to the flame. And when did all this start? Maybe just like what Huang Xin said, after walking together for a long time, it is natural to be together, right?

"What are you doing?" Xiaomei, who was in deep thought, suddenly noticed that her body was floating, and when she came back to her senses, she realized that she was actually being held in Wang Ai's arms, so she hurriedly struggled.

With a smile on the corner of Wang Ai's mouth, he glanced at the lively guards: "What are you looking at?"

Having said that, Wang Ai gently put down Xiaomei and endured her fist. When the happy dinner was over, Xiaomei sipped black tea and asked, "Are you particularly fond of teasing me? ?"

Seeing Wang Aitian's shameless nod, Xiaomei wasn't angry, or she couldn't survive: "Why? Don't you know that I felt embarrassed at that moment?"

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"That's why I put you down." Wang Ai giggled and looked at Xiaomei with those delicate eyes when she didn't speak, so she could only explain: "I feel like you were pulled into a sensual state from a serious and rigorous state. That momentary change in state is fun.”

Xiaomei wanted to say something, but she suddenly remembered something, and her face turned reddish. As a result, Wang Ai noticed that Xiaomei in the candlelight was too beautiful, so she couldn't bear it anymore. Xiaomei took a deep breath, knowing that she couldn't refuse... Even the training was delayed this night.

"Who are you going to take to the consulate the day after tomorrow?" In the middle of the night, Xiaomei, who was lying in Wang Ai's arms, asked casually and rebuked: "It's not enough for you to go next door, it's unnecessary for them to hide."

Wang Ai had no choice but to stop his erratic hand: "People are considerate to you, and they know that you are in the rain for a long time."

Xiaomei turned her head and gave Wang Ai a "look at me like that" expression: "You are a big man, I am a small woman, we don't match, you know? It makes me tired every time. die."

"I didn't see you taking it either." Wang Ai bowed his head and kissed.

Xiaomei ducked for a while but didn't dodge: "If I could move now, I would have gone to take a shower."

After a while, Wang Ai remembered the topic just now: "It's not good to bring anyone, it's not good to bring anyone. Last year, it was Huang Xin, and then he got married in the middle of the year and sent wedding photos everywhere. You know, it's not easy for me to take you guys out at night, that's too arrogant."

"You're sensible." Xiaomei closed her eyes and felt the electric shock on her body, her voice trembled a little: "Then I'll go back the day after tomorrow, there's really a lot going on there."

As soon as she said a word, Xiaomei felt Wang Ai's hand tighten, and when she heard "I can't bear you" in her ear, she couldn't help laughing and scolding: "I'll play with you for three days, okay?"

"How is that enough? Go back after starting work on the fifth day of the first day?"

"No, no." Xiaomei categorically refused, and then changed the subject just before Wang Ai's action: "Am I still going to write the Spring Festival couplets this year? Have you decided what to write?"

Wang Ai was really distracted. At this time, the night outside the window was dark, and the sky in the distance was half light and half starlight, so he rushed out: "Look up at the bright stars."

"Well, the atmosphere, what about the second link?" Xiaomei asked expectantly.

Wang Ai pondered for a while: "Look down at the green grass."

Shi Wenjun recited a few words: "Heaven to earth, big to small, up to down, static to dynamic, how can it be a little like the taste of the fleeting year?"

"It's a little bit. I originally wanted to say that I had a bowed head, but I was hypocritical." Wang Ai rubbed Xiaomei's face.

"Hey, don't... what about horizontal criticism?" Xiaomei said eagerly.