Reborn on Top of Football

Leoni's style is a general who fights head-on, Xu Qinglian's style is a sinister and vicious commander, is it the style of a little beauty... a miscellaneous soldier who is good at playing and loves to play, and will be knocked down as soon as he meets him. So when Wang Ai woke up, Xu Qinglian had already come back from the bath, and Leoni was dressed, only the little beauty was still lying in Wang Ai's arms and fell asleep.

"Why are you going? So early?"

"It's still early? It's past eight o'clock. I have to go to my mother's side to help, at least take care of the children."

"It's past eight o'clock? Didn't you play long last night?"

"I haven't played for a long time, but you don't know what time it is when you go to bed. Besides, you have been drinking. Wake up, you said yesterday that you have to train today?"

"Ah, get up. I'm actually talking about morning exercises. There's no way you're late. The guards don't know how to laugh at me."

"Get up then, let's have dinner together."

After the two talked so much, the little beauty finally woke up. She sat up and was in a daze regardless of her appearance and appearance: "I have a headache."

Wang Ai's heart was moved by this beauty's morning light, Xu Qinglian hurriedly advised: "Save your energy, she's not feeling well."

"The more uncomfortable, the easier it is to bully, hehe."

"Get out!" The little beauty slapped Wang Ai and looked at Xu Qinglian: "I have to lie down for a while, the three of you went too far last night, leave me alone."

Xu Qinglian also heyed: "Okay, you lie down, go right for half an hour, our breakfast can come, I will call you when the time comes."

The little beauty hummed, pulled the quilt over her head, Wang Ai looked at her white back and didn't dare to paw.

The breakfast was very rich. In addition to the nutritious meals Zhang Guang brought back from the Olympic Village for Wang Ai and Leoni, he also ordered a lot at the hotel. Quite comfortable.

"We have to go in five days. I don't know when so many people will come to Rio next time, so you guys have fun for a few days, especially you lion, stay with me all the time. The next relay, we You can only do your best to obey the destiny.”

"Five days? Don't wait for the closing ceremony? Just one day away." Xu Qinglian asked.

"I won't wait, unless the leader asks." Wang Ai shook his head: "Usually the last ones to leave are those who have a game that day."

Xu Qinglian pondered for a while: "But I want to watch the closing ceremony, I have watched the opening ceremony."

Wang Ai glanced at his daughter-in-law: "Do you want to have a good day with nothing to worry about?"

Xu Qinglian gave Wang Ai a blank look: "You have a conscience!"

Wang Ai grinned: "You too?"

The lion nodded immediately, and the listless little beauty raised her head and said, "I don't care, as long as you don't torment me."

After the meal, several people dispersed, and Wang Ai went to the Olympic Village to meet the coaches to practice 4×100. In fact, he knew that with the strength of the Chinese team, even if he added himself, it was impossible to win the gold medal, but there was still a chance to win the medal.

In the past two years, the Chinese track and field team has changed a lot. You can tell by looking at Su Bingtian's body. Before, his muscles were not prominent at all. Not to mention comparing with the Jamaican team, even Wang Ai, who played football, could not compare. This time It's only good to see it again.

Talking and laughing with his teammates, the whole morning passed quickly. When he came out of the training ground, even Wang Ai was startled by the crowd of reporters in front of him. Fortunately, Director Du had already made arrangements. A group of local Brazilian security guards turned their backs to everyone and blocked the reporter group. The coach took Wang Ai's arm and hurried away.

In the evening, the deputy team leader of the track and field team said in an interview: Wang Ai is preparing for the 4×100-meter relay. Please pay attention to the group stage the day after tomorrow and the final on the 20th.

With Wang Ai's active cooperation, the track and field team not only blocked all reporters' requests for visits, but also blocked all kinds of congratulatory messages.

Since the most critical jumping and running have been completed, Wang Ai's mood has also relaxed, so he communicated well with a few teammates, but although the relay run is also 100 meters, it is a lot of attention. One is that there are curves, one is to pass the baton, and the other is to start upright except for the first baton. These are all different from the personal 100 meters, and even a lot worse.

Wang Ai studied hard, adapted hard, and was much worse than others in terms of technology, so he worked hard with absolute speed. The coach in charge was pleased with Wang Ai's efforts, but at the same time worried about his technical foundation. He had no choice but to arrange Wang Ai to run first in the group match on the 18th.

After all, the first shot is not much different from a personal 100 meters except for holding something in his hand. Wang Ai is a little careful and won’t throw the stick out. The coach also specially told Xie Zhenye, who is the second shot, to take good care of Wang Ai so as not to waste time. There is a problem with the handover stick.

They practiced like this until the night of the 18th. Wang Ai, one of the biggest stars of this Olympic Games, reappeared at the Maracanã Stadium. The applause given to him was even more than that given to Bolt. After all, this is football. In the Kingdom, Wang Ai occupies half of the home field. Otherwise, based on track and field results alone, even if Wang Ai snatched Bolt's 100-meter crown, he still has 200 meters left.

A few days ago, 9 seconds 48 was still popular in the media of various countries, especially in China and Asia, because of Wang Ai's low-key. This re-emergence made this ordinary group match unexpectedly attracted a lot of attention.

However, these external situations were discussed and handled by Leonie and the beauties, Wang Ai who was on the runway didn't know it at all. Before the game, the coach gave thousands of reminders: It should be fine for us to enter the final, as long as you don't lose the stick.

Even if you are a flying person, if you lose it and pick it up, you will definitely be the last one, and you will have to be laughed at.

Wang Ai doesn't really care if he can get this medal, but he can't bear it when the coach says "being laughed at". From an individual point of view, Chaoju cannot make low-level mistakes, and from a national point of view, it is even more serious.

Squeezing the plastic stick in his hand vigorously, Wang Ai and several other people leaned down together, loosened their hands a little, and then squeezed them tightly. Using the friction of the palm of your hand...

There was a gunshot in the quiet stadium, and Wang Ai rushed out first. The coach was shocked by the explosive energy, but luckily the stick was still in his hand... 100 meters passed quickly, and Wang Ai handed the stick to Xie Zhenye with a distance of almost five meters ahead of the second place.

Su Bingtian, Zhang Peimeng...first in the group!

Wang Aishu breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and walked to the sidelines to give the excited coach a high-five to celebrate. After his teammates came back, the referee team left the track without any trouble.

One night passed, and the coach suddenly discovered that Wang Ai's skills had improved during training the next morning. It seemed that after passing this level, his nervousness disappeared, so he had other thoughts in his mind.

"The fourth ball? Let me run the fourth ball? I'm just familiar with the first ball?" Wang Ai was very surprised when he heard the coach's idea on the night of the 19th.