Reborn on Top of Football

Xu Qinglian stepped forward and touched Wang Ai's chest: "You are already the most successful star, isn't that enough? Do you want to be a teacher for all generations? You are really big-hearted."

Wang Ai said calmly: "It is precisely because I am the most successful that I have to do this, because there is no road ahead of me. I have already walked the road Pele and Maradona have walked. What lies ahead is There is a vast unknown, unless I retire or lie down, I will have to go like this sooner or later.”

Xu Qinglian shook her head: "Quia, didn't Ronaldo end this road before you? You just have an academic background and a big heart."

Huang Xin said quietly: "Do you need me to remind you that you haven't retired yet? Do you still have the task of winning five consecutive Champions League titles this season?"

Wang Ai shook his head irritably: "I know, it is precisely because of this matter that I dare not let go."

Ai Xiaoqing got angry: "You didn't let go of your hands and feet, and your hands and feet were injured. Are you going to lie down if you let go? Do you have to use your own body as fuel to research new technologies? What does 3D modeling do? What does computer simulation do?" You won’t use technology to test it until it’s mature?”

"Eh?" Wang Ai was surprised: "Mom, do you still understand this?"

Soon, the Northern Light Industry R&D Center sent two computer experts, and the Beyond Rehabilitation Medical Center sent two human science experts. Together with Wang Ai, they spent a few days making a 3D model of the human body. After inputting Wang Ai's After obtaining various body data, we can initially simulate the body foundation of the new technology envisioned by Wang Ai.

Wang Ai thanked the four experts for their help. Although the company paid for travel expenses and other expenses, Wang Ai still took a gift and gave each of the four experts some signed jerseys. Then, he started experimenting with great interest.

The physical data examination and test alone took a full twelve hours. This small program on the computer has quite accurately presented Wang Ai's various sports data and deduced the physical limits. This is the first time that Wang Ai understands himself so clearly. Due to my physical condition, I couldn’t help but forget my original intention.

"Is your tendon so long?" Xu Qinglian held the two girls close to Wang Ai and pointed: "Liu Xiang's is only this long, right? Why have you never broken it?"

"Because I practice comprehensive training." Wang Ai said intently: "He only practices running, so his body is inevitably a bit biased, but I practice everything, and football itself is comprehensive, so the body functions are more balanced. In this way Once one organ is overloaded, other organs will compensate, which in turn reduces the risk of injury. "

Kangsi on the other side was also staring intently: "But there is a problem. If you go back to Europe and continue to follow this research and development, you will also need to purchase various equipment to test physical data. I'm afraid the team doctors don't have such complete equipment."

"Yes!" Wang Ai suddenly woke up.

"But the house is not that big." The little beauty hit the nail on the head: "Unless you build a separate house."

Wang Ai rubbed his forehead in distress: "It's so troublesome, but just build a house alone. At worst, I will run to Tubingen often."

"That's true." The little beauty turned around and picked up Wang Wutong. She subconsciously glanced at the room and immediately spotted Wang Ai, who was an eyesore: "Get out."

Wang Ai pointed at his nose in surprise: "Me? You asked me to avoid you? Have you forgotten my relationship with you?"

"what relationship?"

"Oh my god!" Wang Ai spun around twice: "You've figured out my shortcomings, right? You can pinch them hard, right?"

The little beauty couldn't help but smile, turned around and lifted up her clothes: "You have been laughing at me for twenty years."

Wang Ai followed curiously: "I don't remember you enough about Hongzhuang..."

"Get out of here!" The little beauty pushed the offending Wang Ai away with her **** and muttered in a low voice: "I grew up late..."

Xu Qinglian glanced at Wang Ai, and Wang Ai finally realized that he could no longer tease her, so as not to make her cry.

So, Wang Ai patted the little beauty on the shoulder: "I will take care of the child tonight. You have a good sleep."

The little beauty turned around and looked at Wang Ai strangely: "Do you have breasts?"

"Oh, what a fool!" Wang Ai scratched his head, turned around twice more, and finally stamped his feet: "I won't play with you anymore!"

Looking at the figures rushing out to greet several children to play together, the beauties looked at each other and smiled.

The three children are two months apart and are all breastfeeding, which makes it convenient for them to live together and take care of each other.

Just as Wang Ai was working diligently and stubbornly towards the limits of his body, news from Real Madrid arrived: La Liga will resume in mid-June! The Champions League will also resume, but due to lack of time, part of the schedule has been compressed.

After receiving this news, the whole family felt at ease. Only Wang Ai was a little surprised and a little regretful. This meant that the fast-paced exploration of new technologies was about to enter the slow lane again, and it also meant that the extremely harmonious and quiet "summer" was about to pass.

Sighing, Wang Ai coaxed the little beauty to say that she couldn't bear to leave, but both of them saw through it at the same time. The little beauty said, "Hurry up and make money for milk powder for me," while the big beauty said, "Everything is good at home, just Too much of you”.

Wang Ai, who was disliked by his family, gave up his sorrow of farewell, took the time to finally explore new technologies, and finally trained with his children. For the older children, Wang Ai also took time to take a class on national conditions.

"Wang Sheng is becoming more and more interested in football. What do you think about it?"

On June 1st, Wang Ai took ten children, big and small, to the suburban base for a day and came back. Huang Xin asked while packing their luggage.

"Aren't you opposed to him receiving professional training?" Wang Ai was still busy in front of the computer.

"I don't want him to endure that hardship, but I don't object to him pursuing his ideals." Huang Xin's hands paused and continued busy: "Even I can see that he has talent and he has a strong desire. , If you want to stop it in the future, you have to blame me."

"Well." Wang Ai quickly saved the data, turned off the computer and looked back: "Then let him practice football in his spare time. Don't delay class. He has only been in elementary school for four years. I will keep an eye on him. If he If the interest is really strong, I will make a training plan for him. Depending on the situation, step by step, if he wants to achieve success, there will be no regrets. "

"Yeah." Huang Xin was still packing her luggage and didn't speak for a long time.

Wang Ai's voice sounded leisurely: "Can't bear to leave?"

"A bit, haha."

Wang Ai stood up and walked over, hugging her gently: "Sooner or later, children will leave their parents. What we can do is to help them get on the right path. Don't you think that frequent separation is one of the reasons why our children are so independent? This is right. The child will have a good future."

"I know." Huang Xin wiped away her tears: "It's just, oh, forget it, it will be fine in a while."