Reborn on Top of Football

A few years ago, Wang Ai received special care from local fans when he went to Russia with the team for a Champions League match. It's just insulting to others, but it's racial discrimination to him, and it's a kind of discrimination unique to Eastern peoples from Russian football hooligans, mafia, skinheads, neo-Nazis and other extremist organizations.

That time left a deep impression on Wang Ai and his family. The Russian people were completely different from the official attitude towards China. In fact, the Russian official attitude was also different from what the Chinese official propaganda said. Calmness, reason, hatred, contempt, fear, all the emotions are soft together, but there is no sense of closeness.

Wang Ai told the coaching staff about this past incident before participating in the Confederations Cup this summer, but Tang didn't care because the foreign affairs department had told them that Russian officials would control it. As expected, nothing too extreme happened, and individual fans could not avoid it.

The news Leonie brought back today, and when it was revealed by Wang Ai during the group dinner, everyone felt that the world had changed forever.

Huang Xin reached out and hit Wang Ai: "What are you talking about?"

Since her second pregnancy, Huang Xin seems to have unlocked some kind of genetic lock. During these days, she has become accustomed to punching and kicking Wang Ai. Wang Ai is thick-skinned and doesn't care. He smiled after being hit and said: "Okay, okay, I Don’t talk anymore, trouble comes from your mouth. From now on, you will say it instead and you will speak for me.”

"The more you talk, the more you talk." Huang Xin rolled her eyes at Wang Ai and picked up a glass of kvass: "Lion, welcome home. Thank you for your hard work after traveling for a month."

Leonie quickly swallowed the food in her mouth and raised her glass with a smile: "Let's welcome me and my team home together."

There were sounds of "welcome" and "hard work" in the restaurant.

Wang Ai looked at everyone and thought secretly. It was probably because Leonie was the most cheerful and the most fun to play with, so the guards had the least pressure when facing her, so they loved to join in her fun. Towards others, I am a little more reserved.

After the meal, a few people went to the big tree in the backyard and sat directly on the lawn with colorful fallen leaves under the setting sun to share what they had experienced this month. At work, Leonie has already submitted a research report. Wang Ai, Huang Xin, Kang Si and the two at home have all read it and are now talking about various interesting stories. As a cross-border e-commerce company with tentacles all over Europe and saving countless old brands, it is very sensitive to changes in the private sector. After all, the wind starts from Qingping.

The conversation didn't end until it got dark and Anna turned on the lights in the backyard.

"Do you swim?" Kangsi pointed to the pool.

Wang Ai, who was about to change clothes, was stunned: "What?"

"The lions have been running around for a month, so they probably want to get into the water, right?"

"Oh." Wang Ai stopped: "Okay, I'll go upstairs to rest while you play."

As soon as he arrived in the study and sat down, the sound of female fairies playing in the water came from downstairs. Wang Ai was distracted for a while. Should he build another swimming pool? It's a bit overwhelming. Wang Ai and his family can play however they want, but other people are not a family, and it is easy for men and women to have problems when swimming together.

More than an hour later, Wang Ai put down his book, stood up, changed his equipment, and summoned four guards and two assistants to accompany him to the Real Madrid Sports Center for night training.

Wang Ai's three-stage running training method is no longer a secret. Real Madrid youth training has come to observe many times, but Wang Ai refused to share his experience, claiming that this training method is not formal and is afraid of delaying the normal growth of others. So over time, no one watched it. Of course, Wang Ai, who practiced secretly in private, didn't know and didn't care.

After running wildly on the lawn for an hour, Wang Ai began to practice his ball sense, balance, and shooting. After the whole set, his jersey was already soaked, and the entire Real Madrid Sports Center became quiet.

"Let's go home." Wang Ai waved his hand and rejected the thermos cup in Marissa's hand and got into the car: "I'm already hungry. I need to eat something when I get home. It seems like this seafood is not enough for me."

Zhang Guang, the co-pilot, turned around and said, "It's mainly corn. There's a lot of corn today, and I'm a little hungry now."

"That's good, let's go home and eat together." Wang Ai looked at the others: "What about you? There are so many people, let's make a big deal!"

Some people said they were hungry, some said they were not hungry, and while they were busy, Marissa's cell phone rang. She looked down and changed color and held the phone to Wang Ai. A message appeared on a social networking site: "I am the only one." Friends in the football circle told me that Captain W already has several children."

Wang Ai frowned, then smiled with relief: "I knew it would be like this. This is a tentative offensive. It depends on our performance, and then it will be leaked little by little. It's not a big deal, show it to Zhao Dan."

Zhao Dan and Qian Ziqiang read it separately. Wang Ai nodded to them: "Since it is published in a foreign language, let's accept interviews with foreign media. It just so happens that I am coming back this week. With so many things happening this summer, my old friend Martin We are all in a hurry to get married, so we might as well put in more ingredients.”

When Huang Xin heard about Wang Ai's decision when she got home, she joked: "Having a career, a family, struggle, and achievements, eh, what about an artistic life?"

Seeing Wang Ai laughing and running to the kitchen, Huang Xin asked behind him: "With so much information, why don't you take care of the domestic media? You are either training, competing or recuperating, but you have never been interviewed."

Wang Ai raised his head and thought for a while: "You guys can discuss it, I'll listen."

By the time Wang Ai came out with a plate of warm bread, milk, and beef stew, the women had already discussed it: "We feel that we still cannot leave behind the domestic media. You have accepted fewer and fewer interviews in recent years, but you My grades are getting better and better. This time you just don’t accept the interview. If you do, you won’t bring the domestic media with you. Maybe the press will have some ideas.”

Wang Ai was chewing bread and listening, and Leonie took over: "So, it's still Xinhua News Agency and Sports Channel?"

"OK."

"The place is at home?"

"OK."

"Joint interview? Let the three parties meet and submit an interview outline first?"

"OK."

Leonie looked at Kangsi: "You will handle it? A regular assistant?"

Kang Si smiled and took over the task, and then talked about some light things, including the football news they collected, letting Wang Ai know that Messi has scored 5 goals now, and that he, Cristiano Ronaldo, and Messi has been selected for this year's Golden Foot Award candidate list.

Wang Ai was more serious about Messi's news. He didn't know if the little flea wanted to stir up trouble again. Wang Ai curled his lips at the news of the Golden Football Award. The veteran Golden Globe Award is destined to be less influential and fair than the two awards. The votes of fans around the world are also too easily affected. One award a year is far from the current star-studded football world. Not nearly enough…

Of course, the more important thing is that Wang Ai strongly despises anything that implies that he is old!