Reborn on Top of Football

In his lifetime, it is unlikely that Paris will actually spend 200 million to buy a star for a year.

This is really too exaggerated. Wang Ai's annual salary is only 28 million when he hit Real Madrid.

It was the little beauty who reported the annual salary of 100 million euros to the brokerage company. The brokerage company also thought it was a joke, and after repeated confirmation, they hesitated to report it to Paris.

Paris is probably about to experience some psychological torture, but Wang Ai can't care about that. Among the clubs that offer him quotations every year, Paris can't even make it into the top ten. It belongs to the kind that has nothing but money. Wang Ai will not consider it unless he gets an excess return.

Madrid, the sun is shining. After healthy competition within the team, on the afternoon of April 2nd, the whole team ushered in the Alavi team at the Bernabeu. Before the game, the fast-talking players revealed to the press the news of Real Madrid's competition for employment, which made the Alavi team look forward to the second half when he came off the bench, but first he had to get through the first half where the main players who felt the pressure played.

Less than 10 minutes into the opening, Ronaldo and Benzema each fired an anti-aircraft gun, probably because of the dazzling afternoon sun, they did not suppress it. A few minutes later, Wang Ai couldn't help kicking. He paid special attention to this point and suppressed the angle. With his strength, the ball crossed the goal line smoothly.

Interestingly, the three shot from almost the same position, and they all shot with their right foot. The difference is that Ronaldo shot against the ball, Benzema shot inside, and Wang Ai stepped on the ball and made a bull tail A volley after passing.

"Wow!" Leoni, who was sitting in the family area, exclaimed: "This confidence! The first two were blown away, and you are still so decisive."

"The strongest shooter for ten consecutive years, hey, hey." Huang Xin snickered: "That's right, I think he should be more domineering. Even Messi is more domineering than him. If you have confidence, you should be more domineering."

"He was domineering to us." Leoni tilted her buttocks: "It's better to stay in the box, I miss it so much."

The little beauty on the other side who had been silent all this time raised her head: "You have to piss, you can't help it as soon as the tiger leaves. She will come back in a few months, and I'll see what you will do then."

"Hey, it's comfortable for a while." The lion continued to be happy.

Inspired by Real Madrid to attack more frequently up and down, Wang Ai, who is responsible for frontcourt turnover and organizing attacks, reduced his shots and continued to create opportunities for his teammates. Or straight balls, or horizontal knocks, or running support, let Benzema, Ronaldo and others play more and more comfortably. By the end of halftime, the score was already leading 4:0.

During the intermission, Zidane made some arrangements with a smile on his face. Wang Aichayan estimated that he could only play 15 minutes in the second half, so he seized the time to rest and adjust his mentality. He called his teammates for support at the beginning of the second half. It happened that Modric Stealing in the backcourt, seeing that Wang Aidu started to run, he sent a long pass.

For this long pass that was placed far away, Wang Ai came and rode solo for thousands of miles. Amidst people's surprised and surprised eyes and cheers, he crossed the entire midfield before catching up. And when he caught up, there were almost no opposing players around him.

Facing the hastily organized defense line, Wang Ai made continuous assaults and dribbles, and finally passed all the goalkeepers.

"Wow!"

The women in the box gave the same cheers as the fans in the audience. Even if it wasn't their man, such an agitated performance would still stir their hearts and win their praise.

Wang Ai, who felt that he had completed the task, relaxed. Sure enough, he waited for Zidane's substitution order after more than ten minutes. He hugged Yin Ke and got Zidane's hug again, and then sat on the bench to drink water. , chat, watch football. From time to time, the camera scanned his face on the bench. Unlike other players who were frowning and watching the game nervously, Wang Ai leaned on the back of his chair and was happy, like a big fan.

Half an hour later, the whistle sounded at the Bernabeu, and there was a big victory for Real Madrid in the applause of the fans. At the top of the stands, Florentino and the shareholders are high-fiving; at the bottom of the stands, the fans are discussing the performance of the stars and imagining how many championships they will win at the end of the season.

The time opportunity left for Barcelona is one less.

Walking out of the court and entering the locker room, Wang Ai changed his shoes, picked up a towel and walked into the bathroom. There was a rush of warm water, and I didn't use shower gel, so I fell down after washing. It happened that Zidane was also back, so Wang Ai walked out of the locker room with everyone and ran to the parking lot.

Different from his teammates, although Wang Ai also left the game jersey in the locker room and waited for the staff to clean it, but he insisted on washing his shoes by himself, so after each game he had to carry a satchel to hold his sneakers.

Going to the parking lot to get in the car, listening to the discussions of the women, Wang Ai happily leaned back in his chair and looked out the window. The changes in Madrid in spring are mainly reflected in the women's clothes, less and less.

It’s rare to “get off work” on time today, everyone started working together, and soon the sumptuous dinner was on the table. When the last broccoli beef stew was placed on the four tables, “Today’s Chef” said, “The dishes are all served.” After that, no one had to announce it, and everyone started to eat it directly.

"Eat less, you won't train tonight."

The guards slowly got off the table, Wang Ai was still eating, and the little beauty couldn't help persuading him.

Wang Ai shook the chicken leg in his hand: "But I'll swim for a while, it's already April, and if I don't swim, it will be the offseason. This year is the best month of the year, but I can't even swim, so I have to hurry up now gone."

The little beauty silently took out her mobile phone and called up the calculator: "According to your food intake tonight, excluding your one-hour freestyle consumption, please swim tonight until tomorrow morning."

Wang Ai's face fell down: "Just have a meal!"

But while he was talking, his hands still stopped, and he reluctantly ate the last chicken leg and stood up: "If you don't enjoy eating, I will punish you to wash the dishes today!"

The little beauty ignored Wang Ai, got up and put the plate in the dishwasher and pressed the button, the sound of splashing water sounded, Wang Ai looked regretfully and went out. He has repeatedly disliked the waste of water, and the little beauty has repeatedly reminded that this is Madrid...

Swimming in the pool, occasionally looking up to be illuminated by the lazy and warm sunset, Wang Ai felt calm and beautiful.

As the 1617 season draws to a close, key competitions on all fronts are approaching, and team and individual performance throughout the season will also begin to be counted. The most important evaluation of the two awards will also be in the next month, in the next ten games inside.

"What are you thinking? Everyone is cold." Leoni squatted by the pool.

"Really? I didn't pay attention." Wang Ai responded and leaned ashore after feeling it for a while: "Thinking about how to eat the biggest cake."

"Basically, it's enough to walk down smoothly." Leonie leaned against the wall outside the shower room door with her shoulders bent and one leg bent.

"Hmm." Wang Ai's muffled voice was mixed with the sound of water: "We still have to take a look at it."