Reborn on Top of Football

"Tell me about Asia and your home country. Judging from the fact that I don't know much about it, your appearance seems very surprising. Your country has never seen anyone as good as you in football. Is this also an accident?"

"If one of the same or similar height has not appeared before, and one suddenly appears, there is indeed a chance factor."

Pierce lowered his head and looked at the information: "You have been selected as one of the top ten athletes of the year selected by the Chinese National News Agency for 16 consecutive years. This is an annual competition that includes hundreds of Olympic champions and world championship champions. What does this mean? Bolt only has three He won the IAAF's Best of the Year award in 2016. And you are facing tougher competition than him, why are you?"

"Because football is the biggest sport, and for athletes, playing football is more competitive than other industries, and of course it is easier to become famous. In addition, the starting point of Chinese football is relatively low. Before I played football, I had never entered the World Cup, and the Asian Cup champion Never. Chinese players have never participated in the UEFA Champions League, scored goals, won the league's golden boot, won the best of the month, been in the best team of the year, or won awards. I have used more than ten I have achieved them one by one over the past ten years. So in these ten years, I will achieve a historic breakthrough in Chinese football almost every year."

Speaking of this, Wang Ai talked about Bolt: "If Usain can break a world record every year, I think the IAAF will never give him the best three times. Of course, I may not be the best every time. Selected based on football, China’s starting point in men’s sprint and long jump is not high, but I also made a breakthrough.”

Pierce shook his head: "Let's not talk about track and field. Although I am very interested, I still want to ask, do you think it is better for you to rule alone or for many people to compete?"

Wang Ai looked at Pierce: "Which one is better, Caesar or the group of elders?"

"Uh..." Pierce pursed his lips and smiled awkwardly in the face of Wang Ai's gaze: "I heard that you are the dean of the Chinese Football Academy? Responsible for leading the technical development and coaching training of Chinese football? What does this mean to you? Does the competition help?”

"No."

"What about status?"

"No."

"But you gained power."

"This power is of no use to me. Superstar status gives me everything, including this dean."

"But..." Pierce looked down at his notebook again: "But my Chinese colleague told me that you used this power to force the coaching staff to exclude a player from the national team."

Wang Ai shook his head: "That's not the case at all. There are very few Chinese players, so we can only select the best in all aspects. We don't have a lot of room for selection, let us play freely, not to mention that the president can't control the national team."

After finishing speaking, Wang Ai raised his wrist to look at his watch. Pierce hurriedly said: "Wang, let's talk about something more relaxed. Who was the lady who accompanied you to the award ceremony yesterday?"

Wang Ai put down his wrist: "My manager."

"Where is your wife? Why don't you take her with you like others?"

"She came quickly and didn't catch up."

The two communicated for another ten minutes. Pierce saw Wang Ai's lack of interest and made several jokes in an attempt to liven up the atmosphere. However, the pits he dug continuously made Wang Ai completely lose interest. Wang Ai's interview was rare. Stiff ending.

However, when the photographer organized the equipment and pulled it out first, Pierce took the time to say something in Wang Ai's ear: "I'm sorry, Wang, there's nothing I can do. Someone asked me to give you a little trouble."

Wang Ai looked at him calmly and smiled: "Thank you, we will cooperate if we have the opportunity."

After leaving the presidential suite, Pierce regained his cold expression, exchanged a few words with the photographer, entered the elevator, and went downstairs to board the car. At this moment, he couldn't help but look at Wang Ai's room window again. He didn't understand why Wang Ai was still so calm after hearing such news. Did he not believe it or didn't care?

"Is what he said true?" Wang Ai asked curiously, Leonie lazily leaned on the sofa.

Wang Ai picked up the phone: "Does it matter if it's true or not? We know that trouble will definitely come, no matter what the method or angle. You haven't eaten yet, right? Go down and have something to eat? We'll be back in Madrid soon."

"Eat some cake and enjoy it when you get home." Leonie looked at Wang Ai curiously: "Who are you calling?"

"Old Gao." Wang Ai shook the phone: "Ask him to find out who is causing trouble for me. If it is a team member, find a way to shut him up. If it is a media reporter who is talking nonsense, he has to beat him a few times. At this time, We have to hold down the country, although it is impossible to hold down all of them, but hold down one by one, and no one can stab me in the back."

Leonie shook her head: "You are still too soft-hearted. You should have punished him when he offended you."

"Maybe, Wei, Director Gao has such a thing..."

After briefly talking to Lao Gao, Lao Gao said that he would investigate and deal with it appropriately, and Wang Ai felt relieved. Perhaps in the past, Lao Gao was relatively simple and straightforward, but after being the chairman of the Football Association for more than a year and undergoing "training" from many old agencies, he has become more capable now. If it were the former Lao Gao, Wang Ai would really not trust him to leave this matter to him.

At 12 noon, Real Madrid's special plane landed at Madrid Airport. After filing out and briefly interacting with the fans, everyone boarded their own vehicles and went home. They will return to the team for training tomorrow, and there will be a new game the day after tomorrow. No matter what level of personal reward, it can only be fun for one day.

You have to live your life as you should, especially in Real Madrid.

"When will their flight arrive?" Wang Ai asked casually in the car.

"We still have one hour to land." Huang Xin replied casually.

"Then you go home and rest first. I'll wait at the airport." Wang Ai discussed: "There's nothing we can do if we don't catch up. This is just in time. The autumn weather is refreshing, and I don't want to go home right away."

"You're just going to hold it in the car for an hour?"

"How can I? I played late last night and got up early today, so I happened to take a nap in the car."

Huang Xin glanced at the three of them one by one with disdain: "Okay, I'll go home and rest, um, cook for you."

Kangsi raised her hand: "I'm going home too. I don't feel comfortable leaving Sister Huang Xin to cook alone."

Two vans were separated to go home, and the other two were parked on the side of the road. Leonie opened the window a crack and saw that Wang Ai had really flattened the chair and lay down to sleep. She suddenly smiled evilly and leaned towards Wang Ai. In the ear: "You were so tired after two last night, but it will be five tonight."

"It's an old couple." Wang Ai closed his eyes and responded casually.

"Have you not been looking forward to the five golden flowers for many years? This time it is convenient for everyone."

"how do you know?"

"Is it inconvenient for them to come?"

"It makes sense."

"You can't catch up with something like this in three or two years. If you miss it this time, you might not be able to stand it next time."

Wang Ai opened his eyes: "You handle the little beauty and Huang Xin, and I will show you!"