Reborn on Top of Football

Vol 7 Chapter 362: The Pride of All Asia (2)

Wang Ai understands what Lao Tang means, and everyone understands that Yin Lake, the opponent of the day after tomorrow, is not China's opponent at all in theory, but there are always surprises, only Wang Ai has no accidents here. The last time he didn't score in a game, he couldn't remember when.

Back in the spacious bedroom, Wang Ai stood at the window with his hands in his trouser pockets and looked straight at the dark night. After a while, Leoni pushed open the door and walked in and walked to Wang Ai's side to stand with him, slowly leaning his head on his back. On his shoulder: "Director Tang seems to have something to say today, and Team Leader Guo also seems to have something to say."

Wang Ai snorted and exhaled: "Yesterday, many people in Zurich seemed to have something to say. It seems that tomorrow, if you are in a good mood, you should ask carefully. It should all be related to me, but I don't know what it is."

"sleeping?"

"Tiny and not sleepy."

"Then, do you do sports? Mr. Golden Ball?"

Wang Ai smiled and said, "Isn't enough yesterday?"

Leoni stroked Wang Ai's face with both hands: "Never enough."

When Kang Si came in with the phone, it was the time when the light and shadow were intertwined and the **** was lingering. Seeing this, she had to quit and say a few more words. After a moment of hesitation, she would come back again, and the two of them happened to be greeting her.

On the 15th in Brisbane, Wang Ai finally woke up under a ray of sunshine, and lay in bed to sort out the affairs of the past few days. Yesterday, many teammates jokingly called themselves "Boss", probably because the picture of "Hardware Sundry Store" that they posted played a role. That's good. They joked about themselves to show that they didn't break away from the masses. Misfortune.

The powerful people in FIFA, Lao Tang, the team leader... It seems that I have a lot of off-field work in this Asian Cup.

As Wang Ai was thinking, the bed shook. It turned out that Kang Si rolled over with sleepy eyes and saw him with his eyes open.

"It's okay, you go to sleep."

"Oh." Kang Si responded and closed her eyes, then suddenly raised her upper body: "By the way, Chairman Zhang called you yesterday, but I don't think you were allowed to answer."

"Did you say something?"

"I didn't say it, but it sounded serious."

Wang Ai blinked and got up: "I'm going to wash my face and come back to call."

After a while, Wang Ai came back, and without wearing any clothes, she put on big pants and sat on the bed not far from the phone and called. Kang Si went to wash up and came back to find that Wang Ai was still calling, and Leoni was lying on the bed with her eyes open. After listening quietly, the phone finally hung up, and Kang Si asked casually, "What's wrong?"

Wang Ai shook his head and took a deep breath: "There may be big changes in FIFA. Chairman Zhang told me not to participate. It has nothing to do with my level, but I am too outstanding."

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Kang Si heard a bit of smear, and Leoni, who had been listening all the time, said: "The Americans want the right to host the 2022 World Cup. They should take revenge on FIFA. Chairman Zhang is worried that you will be angered. Coupled with some signs that we have noticed. In the case of the United States deeply influencing European public opinion, it may not be able to affect you."

Wang Ai glanced at the stern Leoni. At this time, although she was lying on her back without clothes on the bed, there was no trace of charm, Wang Ai nodded: "I see, let's go downstairs to eat, although this situation is somewhat Different, but roughly what we expected."

Speaking of this, Wang Ai got up and suddenly laughed: "The two of them will find their place. Even if I continue to win, I will lose, but I will still win in the end."

Leoni stood up, and Wang Ai, who had a beautiful figure, was dazzled for a while, but she chose clothes on her own: "Yan Zhu needs to explain that the light of Europa is now all over Europe, although there is not much high-level news, but the folks The message is wide and should give us some hints."

Wang Ai also helped Leoni to get the clothes: "I will let him organize more, strive for systematization and standardization, and give us a more comprehensive early warning."

Kang Si suggested on the side: "You can contact more American sponsors. If Europe is half-hearted, it might as well pull in American capital and let the American authorities cast their doubts."

Wang Ai nodded: "If there is a chance, many of the European brands I endorse now are actually American-owned holdings."

After leaving the room, the three of them dissipated their dignified hearts and chose some light topics to talk about. Going downstairs, the brothers also came in twos and threes. Zhao Xuri sat down beside Wang Ai: "Boss, have you rested?"

Wang Ai snorted: "I've been tossing my **** for the past two days. I slept on the plane and slept for a day. It's almost the same. How are you? When did you come back?"

"I'm so happy!" Zhao Xuri said proudly: "The Bundesliga has a winter break. I sleep at home every day, and even my back injury is healed."

Wang Ai purposely glanced at his waist: "Can you heal your waist while sleeping? Isn't it a waste of time?"

As soon as he said a word, the buddies from far and near kept on laughing. They all had girlfriends and wives. They immediately understood Wang Ai's yellow accent. When I came back, I was a little scared to see the princess who was officially canonized by the Spanish royal family.

"Boss, can I play in the game tomorrow?"

"I don't know. I'll go to the training ground to practice. I haven't practiced for two days. I feel like I'm going to die."

"Listen, listen, our boss is self-disciplined? If you don't practice for two days, you will feel bad. I and he sleep for a week and feel good."

"You didn't stop either." Hao Junmin stabbed aside.

Zhao Xuri shook his **** at him, and then said to Wang Ai, "Boss, have you brought the trophy back? Haven't our little brothers seen it yet?"

"No." Wang Ai shook his head regretfully, looked at Yu Dabao and Wu Lei who were not far away, and raised his voice a little: "I left Switzerland and haven't returned to Manchester, so I took the trophy there. When you go back to the first home court, there will be a small celebration. You want to watch it. When I return home this summer, you come home and I will invite you to dinner.”

The joy on Zhang Linfan's face couldn't be suppressed immediately, and she just nodded.

After breakfast, everyone got up and went back to their rooms to rest for half an hour. When they came out, they were fully equipped and went downstairs to the training ground, talking and laughing. At this time, Old Tang finally caught the opportunity.

"Little Wang'er, I have an idea about the national team's game tactics." Lao Tang stood by the training ground and dragged Wang Ai to a place where no one was there: "In 2018, the average of your group was 32. …”

Old Tang shook his head: "It's definitely about to retire, and the newcomers haven't grown up much, so they can't fill your void. So if you still play midfield, I'm afraid no one in front will be able to catch you."

"what do you mean?"

"I want to be in Russia three years from now." Old Tang breathed out, looking at the lively training ground: "Let you play center again."

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