Reborn on Top of Football

Although Wang Ai is a player, is still the best player in China's younger generation, or a player who will play the Bundesliga next year, but there is nothing on the national team list. Then Wang Ai's identity is actually a sparring practice, just super luxurious sparring.

Therefore, even if some people in the Football Association are not very pleasing to see Wang Ai, but because Wang Ai sacrificed his game time to run to help the national team, blindly blending with Wang Ai opened his eyes and closed his eyes. Although it is not very supportive of members of the coaching staff such as Milu to invite Wang Ai to come, I understand that after all, Wang Ai's name is here, even if it is a sign, it is a good sign. People who don't believe this set also think that being a mascot is also good.

So Wang Ai had to be the master to allocate the room, and the staff of the Football Association did not **** him. It was not a big deal anyway.

The national football team waited in pairs to listen to Wang Ai calling someone to pick up the keys. Although they were a bit surprised about the distribution plan, there was nothing against them. The two had a room, and everyone was together for two years. It doesn't matter.

"Fan Zhiyi and Hao Haidong, get the keys." Wang Ai shouted, and there was stillness in the hotel lobby.

The two contradictions of the two national teams were well known at the time. Although they cooperated with each other in the top ten games and said that they were shaking hands, they were still uncomfortable after all. The "General" was mighty and domineering, and the "Hao Cannon" caught who sprayed. To say that the qualifications and commanding power of these two can actually be the captain of the national team. How did Ma Mingyu become the captain in the end? It is because these two are too domineering, and whoever makes the captain may be in conflict, on the contrary, there is no way to speak with the friendly Ma Mingyu as the captain.

Therefore, when Wang Ai shouted, the internationals could not help but calm down. Today, the cadres of the Football Association who asked Wang Ai to take away the distribution rights immediately panicked. He did not expect Wang Ai to play like this.

The two who were chatting with the familiar teammates in the crowd were also surprised when they heard it. Fan Zhiyi turned his head and glanced at Xu Tao of the coaching staff. Xu Tao's eyes were bewildered, he didn't know about it.

Fan Zhiyi smiled and walked to the bar with Hao Haidong.

Wang Ai held a key in one hand and brought it to the two, and when they were about to pick it up, they suddenly shrank their hands.

"You two, won't you fight?" Wang Aihu said suspiciously.

Hao Haidong is usually a very serious person, probably from the relationship of the Bayi team. Anyway, according to the Northeast dialect, it is "sour face", and he may slap his face at any time. Fan Zhiyi is a bit better, usually okay, talking and laughing, but not stressed, it belongs to the kind of people who can climb a wire pole as a lightning rod at a glance. So in the national team, few people make fun of them. Don't look at Fan Zhiyi now playing defender in Crystal Palace. At the time, he played forward and also won the A gold boots.

Wang Ai said this, and there was a low laugh in the hotel lobby.

"I didn't make good arrangements. Should I change the room for you two, Brother Hao, the coach's room is very large, or should you and Milu be in the same room?" Wang Ai said earnestly.

At this moment, even Fan Zhiyi laughed. Hao Haidong bombarded Milu at first, but he had been in trouble for more than half a year.

"Less nonsense!" Hao Haidong grabbed the key with a stern face, and when he turned around, he was about to leave, and he ate it in vain. He turned to point to Wang Ai and said, "Do you think your brother Hao is bullying?"

Wang Ai shook his head and pointed at the international men who had received the key: "It's not easy to bully, they are more bully than you."

The internationals laughed, and Hao Haidong couldn't help laughing: "Yes, your kid will take me off the first day, and I will teach you the rules of the national team."

Fan Zhiyi then came up, took the key with a smile, and rubbed it on Wang Ai's head: "You are not guilty, anyone dares to be stubborn. If you have a good temper, you will be fine. Lao Hao is a cannonball. , Aren't you afraid he exploded? "

"It is the fine tradition of our People's Liberation Army to fight back and curse the people," Wang Ai said with a smile.

Hao Haidong, who had just walked in front of the elevator, heard that he was stunned. He walked and counted together, and he did not offend the child himself. At the end of last year, he and Wang Ai were selected as the top ten athletes in the country. Talking and laughing.

When eating at noon, Wang Ai came a little late for a bath. As soon as she entered the banquet hall, Fan Zhiyi beckoned: "Little Wang, here."

Wang Ai beat the food and gathered in the past. Lao Ma, Lao Fan and Lao Hao are at a table, next to national football team leader Zhu Heyuan and assistant coach Xu Tao, Milu He Yu translator and Jin Zhiyang are at another table.

"Xiao Wang, are you still playing in the league? Is it possible to come out so early? I remember you are in the amateur league, I heard that the results are good, you go so early, are you afraid of delaying the relegation?"

As soon as Wang Aigang sat down, Fan Zhiyi asked questions like a cannonball. Playing in a foreign country, although not a country, have never met, but they still feel closer to each other. It is undoubted that European football is the World Football Center. Even in amateur leagues in Europe, there are gains.

"Hey." Wang Ai forkd a beef stick into his mouth and weighed a six: "Win the championship six rounds in advance."

"Hey!" Ma Mingyu put down his chopsticks and said, "So, will you play the German Bundesliga next year? You still have that Bai Guanghai and Luo Tongliang. Now we have three more professional players out of China?"

"Well, how about Mr. Xu?" Fan Zhiyi twitched.

"The old man is alright!" Wang Ai said with a grin: "Eat well and sleep well. Beckenbauer came to our club last month. The two old men talked for an afternoon and they were so happy."

"Beckenbauer?" Fan Zhiyi opened his eyes wide, though not too big: "The one in Germany?"

"Who else isn't he? Another Beckenbauer is worth saying once?" Wang Ai squinted.

Fan Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "That's good. I'll go to Germany to see him when I have time, but it's been a long time."

"Transfer?" Wang Ai said with a smile.

Fan Zhiyi laughed and shook his head: "I can still play for a few years? I was struggling to learn English at the beginning. I really want to go to you. I still have to learn German. I should retire after I finish, but I don't want to toss. "

Hao Haidong, who has not been silent, suddenly looked up: "Xiao Faner, playing next year's Bundesliga is nothing great, except that he is the youngest professional player in our country to play abroad. He didn't really tell you."

"What is it?" Ma Mingyu said.

"Oh! This kid has reached the final of the German Cup. I really want to win. I will play the UEFA Cup next year. Although not the first, it is also the only one in the past ten years. It's the group stage directly. And Xiao Faner, your coach Xu is even better, the first Chinese coach to play in the UEFA Cup. "

Hao Haidong's voice said that it was not big, but the national team also paid attention to discipline when eating, so the voice of other people was not great, and this table was where the big man was, and Wang Bei's mouth popped out. Beginning with the name, the others stopped talking and listened with their ears open.

Ma Mingyu didn't notice the other people's look, and exclaimed: "Young is promising. So think about it, I think I can play for two more years, 诶 I want to play now! Xiao Wang, in the afternoon The two of us went to the training field to compete. We didn't play in Perugia the year before. It also gave me insights into the level of the Chinese playing European games. "

"A player who intends to play in the UEFA Cup before he has played in the UEFA Cup?" Wang Ai smiled.

"Will you go?" Ma Mingyu patted the table and said.

"Afraid of you?" Wang Ai rolled up his sleeves.