Reborn on Top of Football

Looking at the 6:0 score on the scoreboard, Zidane, who managed his expression well, showed what people wanted to see. But my heart is very complicated. After continuously attacking, passing and scoring a goal in the first half, after Wang Ai scored the first goal in the second half, Isco scored another. No matter how you look at it, it is a perfect performance. This is "suppression". Cristiano Ronaldo in this field started to attack Wang Ai.

But then, Wang Ai's "retaliation" was extremely fierce: he scored two goals in 10 minutes!

At this time, Isco could no longer run.

Of course, these inside stories are unknown to outsiders, but they cannot be hidden from the players on the field. When the little lion challenges the lion king, the lions will watch and stand decisively on the side of the winner.

Wang Ai's hat trick today received more and warmer welcomes from the team than in the past, which shows that the Lion King is still there and is still the unquestionable leader leading everyone.

Next, it depends on the Lion King's tolerance. He can ask for more or even unreasonable playing time to squeeze the performance and training opportunities of the little Lions, punish them, and warn other potential careerists.

The club will not have any objection to this. At most, it will transfer certain interests to match up after the fact.

This may be where humans are more civilized than lions.

With such complicated thoughts, Zidane stood at the final whistle and greeted the soldiers after fighting with a smile. He hugged Isco forcefully, encouraging this young man who was still a little naive; he hugged Wang Ai warmly, praising this lion who always seemed gentle; he hugged Cristiano Ronaldo gently, and gave praise to this hesitating young man. of lions to comfort.

Everyone got what they wanted from Zidane, even Leonie.

"You also need to learn his coaching art." On the car ride home, Leonie analyzed Zidane's intentions for Wang Ai: "Some coaches are beast kings, some coaches are shamans, and some coaches are counselors. Zidane and Ancelotti are shamans, they rarely improve the team's hard power, but their integration ability is particularly strong."

Wang Ai, who will go to UEFA tomorrow to obtain the UEFA Professional Coach A-level certificate, drank water quietly. Leonie continued to analyze: "Every coach hopes to have all three, to give the team will and strength. Team unity can also help the team grow, but in fact everyone has their own priorities. For example, Heynckes and Van Gaal are all beast kings with strong personalities and high commanding abilities. Pellegrini, Bielsa is a consultant and likes to solve problems from a technical level."

Wang Ai put down the cup: "What kind of person is Lao Gao?"

"Director Gao?" Leonie asked unexpectedly and then smiled: "Strict father type, he has led you all the way from the youth team. The deep feelings for each other allow him to give both the will and the ball to the team. The only thing missing from the team's unity is the team's growth. In this regard, he is humble and hard-working, and he can also properly handle your thorn in the side, and ultimately turn waste into treasure and guide..."

"Why am I useless? I am the hero, okay?"

"Yes, you are a hero, but if it weren't for the high-level guidance's open-minded acceptance, you would have had a falling out with the Football Association. You don't know what happens to players like this in China...oh, no matter which country they are in, right?"

Wang Ai snorted: "What about Mourinho?"

"Why do you think of him?" Leonie asked in surprise: "You haven't contacted each other for a long time, right?"

"He is a bastard." Wang Ai scolded: "Inter Milan sometimes blamed me for not following him. Apart from smiling in front of the camera, he ignored me at all in private. I could only contact him through Matilde. But I am sure of this You **** are still on my side. People from Chelsea and Manchester United have voted for me in the past five years, but I have no friendship with Manchester United at all."

Kang Si, who was in the same car, glanced at the angry man amusedly: "It's as if you didn't help him."

"Well..." A low growl of dissatisfaction came from Wang Ai's throat.

Leonie, who heard the commotion, turned around and slapped her. Seeing Wang Ai cover her head and remain silent, Kangsi said with a smile: "Li Ning's endorsement was recommended by him. Li Ning wanted to find him, but he turned away if he felt it was inappropriate." And recommended Mourinho."

Leonie turned her face after hearing this: "Hey, one day is like three autumns after not seeing each other? What about men's friendship? We haven't spoken to each other for five years and you still miss him? By the way, have you thought about us that much?"

The ears of the people in the car stood up, and Wang Ai sighed: "What the **** do you want me to do? We see you every day..."

Seeing that even the female guard's expression was a bit off, Wang Ai changed the topic: "I am willing not to talk to him for five years, but I can't bear not to see you for a day. Let alone five years, I will get angry if I don't see you for a week. .”

Kangsi was surprised: "How can it still be explained like this?"

"That's right, I'm a philosopher..." Wang Ai saw that Leonie was about to turn cloudy again, so she quickly swallowed back the nonsense about "Doctor of Philosophy, Master of Sophistry" that she almost blurted out, and changed it to: "This sincere heart It’s as bright as the moon!”

When they got home, watching Leonie and Kang Si excitedly rush towards Huang Xin, Wang Ai knew it was not good to rush into the living room, throw down his bag and squat in front of the cat's nest. Two days ago, Xiaohuahua gave birth to three children. I don’t know if the aesthetics of civet cats are very fixed. Xiaohuahua’s three children are all civet cats. Wang Ai thought that the nearby British shorthair, blue cats and even puppets could make him Fancy it.

The three little ones were curled up under their mother's body. The little flower looked at the hand that was slowly stretched out with timid eyes. She watched as the pad of one finger of this hand gently rubbed the back of her child, and then Put it on top of your head.

The familiar smell, warmth and tenderness made Xiao Hua close her eyes happily, straighten her neck and rub her lovingly for a long time, and then she started purring after a few low calls.

Who is not a child yet!

Seeing Wang Ai's appearance, the three women had no choice but to curl their lips and go upstairs, knowing that he was cheating.

When the fragrant wind faded away, Wang Ai saw that Xiao Hua was no longer a toy: Your child has been screaming for a long time and you haven't ignored it. How can you still be a good mother? Go and breastfeed!

The dozen and three little ones were in harmony. Wang Ai touched the little flower's head and said, "I'm leaving."

Xiaohua raised her head and licked the palm of Wang Ai's hand, then lowered her head to lick her child. However, Wang Ai straightened up and felt inexplicably melancholy: Who of us is coaxing whom?

After swimming in the cool pool in the backyard until 60% of his physical energy was exhausted, he had finished a game. Wang Ai lazily went ashore and told a few female guards who were about to enter the water: "It's a bit cold. We're separated and we won't have cramps." Aware of danger."

Seeing that the female guards agreed, Wang Aicai took a shower, changed clothes, and went upstairs.

Half an hour later, Leonie looked back in horror: "What are you doing?"

Wang Ai's muscles tightened: "What the hell!"