Reborn on Top of Football

The largest deep pot is a large pot, and about two hundred eggs are boiled together, which is impressive!

The family has a large population, and there is no other way. It only takes three days to eat as scraps. Wang Ai finally managed to do it, but everyone still can't eat enough?

Fortunately, the neighbors are far apart, otherwise the smell of Wang Ai's house would make the neighbor's children cry out.

Westerners just don’t know how to cook it, and it’s not that the taste is much different. Chinese people often like to eat what they like, but they can’t eat it.

The little beauty did not hide and savor the aftertaste alone like Kang Si, but sat with everyone, with the most people in front of her. Not counting hawthorn, there were yam and egg, orange, banana, and apple. A bunch of people sat across from her and coaxed her to eat.

Her eyes were moist, and she was holding back and coaxing others to eat.

The whole restaurant was like a rat's nest.

After all, the little beauty had a small appetite and was very emotional. She only ate twelve sticks and then she couldn't eat anything.

Wang Ai waved his hand: Serve the tea eggs, they are hot and hot!

Xu Qinglian picked a few that tasted the best, wrapped them in palm-sized plastic bags and put them in front of the little beauty. This plastic bag is very particular. It was commonly used by hawkers in the little beauty's hometown when she was a child. It saves money and can be used to put five or six eggs. Usually only two or three eggs worth one yuan can be put in. You can also put the peeled egg skins in it. Be careful, otherwise it will be scattered all over the floor and thrown into the trash can after eating.

The little beauty reluctantly ate three, said she was full and went upstairs. Xu Qinglian gave Wang Ai a look, and Wang Ai followed.

By the window on the third floor, the little beauty was silently reminiscing, and Wang Ai gently hugged her from behind. After a while, the little beauty stopped crying, and Wang Ai started to make little moves. Today, the little beauty was particularly gentle and obedient, letting Wang Ai act like a rogue, and even turned around and asked for a kiss after a while.

"Eh..." Wang Ai suddenly pushed the little beauty away in disgust and slapped her face with his palm: "It smells like rotten eggs."

"Ah? Ah!!"

When Wang Ai came back from night practice, the little beauty didn't even bother to pay him any attention!

"You are quite stubborn. You keep ignoring me if you can!"

After a lot of effort, Wang Ai finally subdued the little beauty and was very proud. The little beauty rested for a moment and turned over with all her strength: "I hate you so much, I will kill you!"

The next afternoon, Wang Ai went to the club in high spirits, and his teammates congratulated him one after another. No matter what, the Asian Cup is still a major intercontinental cup that is as famous as the European Cup and the America's Cup. I heard that Wang Ai has won five consecutive championships, and everyone is extremely envious.

Since they had passed the most difficult stage, despite facing strong enemies, everyone still talked and laughed, and expressed their expectations for Wang Ai's return with actions, which made Wang Ai himself very stressed.

"You will play as an attacking midfielder tomorrow, what do you think?" Zidane smiled and walked side by side with Wang Ai in the sunset: "We don't ask for victory. It would be better if we can enter the Copa del Rey, but the point is to use Barcelona to train ourselves. , try to beat them in the league."

"Great." Wang Ai walked loosely: "I have no confidence in defeating them now."

"Do you have confidence that means victory with a high success rate? Rather than just a general statement?"

"Huh? Ah, haha, I can't say that."

"I'm very happy to have you back. Your training condition today is also very good. You can still be so good after participating in the Asian Cup. I can't ask for more. You just need to perform at an average level in tomorrow's game."

"I understand, I'll use more wisdom."

The two got into their cars in the parking lot. Zidane took a look at Wang Ai and his famous milky white bulletproof car from the driver's seat and couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

The setting sun cast a warm glow on the streets of Madrid. Wang Ai hugged his shoulders and couldn't help but look at this city that should be familiar but is still very strange. Zhang Guang, who was driving, felt that Wang Ai was in a good mood and clicked On the console, a melodious Latin ballad echoed in the car, which made Luo Shengcai, who was always by Wang Ai's side, feel more exotic.

"I am a Chinese who came all the way here to work. Many people think it is not bad, but if I live and wander for a long time, I will become more and more out of place. But once I return to BJ, I can only shrink back. In several of my homes, there is less freedom than here." Wang Ai looked at Luo Shengcai: "So sometimes I feel, where is my home? I am a little helpless."

Just when Luo Shengcai was thinking about how to comfort this famous star, the little beauty who came back from the University of Madrid today and came to the training base to take Wang Ai home said: "Just lie to me, Shengcai." Don't listen to him, he's trying to fool you on purpose, but actually he's having fun."

"ah?"

Accompanying Luo Shengcai's surprise was Wang Ai's annoyance: "It's hard to find a new guy, but I only had the opportunity to deceive him in just a few days!"

The ensuing trip home was no longer filled with melancholy and vicissitudes, but instead there was an ongoing quarrel between Wang Ai and the little beauty.

The next night at Camp Nou, facing the humiliation of the roaring tsunami, Wang Ai stood in the middle circle with his arms akimbo, waiting for the game to start. Now, even if he is standing casually on the court, Wang Ai is naturally the center of attention, even if there is another giant Messi not far away.

Countless shots shot back and forth between the two. As Cristiano Ronaldo left for Apennine, the grand spectacle of the three super giants competing on the same field was no longer there. Wang Ai and Messi were each quieter and gentler than the other. The press was a little distressed: They two Sorry to come.

Since you can't afford to provoke tit-for-tat emotions between them, you can force them to do it. Therefore, there has been a lot of "news" between Wang Ai and Messi in the past six months. If the two people did not have direct communication, especially the three people talking directly face to face after the FIFA awards ceremony, these rumors would at least damage the perception of both teams.

As time passed, the referee lowered his head to look at his watch, and then a whistle blew. The two super giants acted at the same time, and the two giants with countless grievances started at the same time.

The second clash between Real Madrid and Barcelona this season has begun.

Barcelona tried to start the attack, but the midfielder led by Wang Ai repeatedly blocked tit-for-tat. In the end, Barcelona had to slow down the offensive and return to the route of stable attack. Real Madrid's Wang Ai calmly sorted out the attacking rhythm and found the right moment to penetrate with one kick, but Barcelona was also prepared and always destroyed it at the last moment.

Wang Ai glanced at Pique several times. The big man was very stable and accurate today.

Pique noticed Wang Ai's gaze. As a rival he had often met for many years, it was not that he had not sensed that Wang Ai had feelings for him, but he never imagined that Wang Ai actually had feelings for his wife.

But Pique is convinced that Wang Ai has ill intentions towards him!