Reborn on Top of Football

Vol 8 Chapter 572: Climber (2)

"I can rest, or even decline, but in the end, in a given career, I still have to move up." In the car, Wang Ai continued to talk to the little beauty: "I even miss my days at Bayern a little now. Nervous, so nervous that I don’t have time to think about anything else, so I just focus on business and professionalism. That’s called struggle.”

"Then you became a deserter." The little beauty sarcastically said: "You went to Manchester City to get the same playing time as those two guys, but when did you actually catch up with them in playing time? Since you won at Bayern Well, then why don’t you continue to fight against them at Bayern even though they are inherently disadvantaged? If that’s the case, you will continue to enjoy the kind of struggle you want and won’t sigh here.”

Wang Ai was speechless, and the little beauty continued: "If you leave this flaw, it will in turn force them to continue to be highly invested in fighting you. Your war will not be able to end, and it will further force you to have no intention of thinking about anything else."

Wang Ai grimaced: "That's not... Well, you're right. I really can't stand it anymore. Well, I'm actually afraid of losing."

"So, you have always been realistic. You have avoided a journey that may have higher investment, in exchange for greater, more, and more brilliant personal honors. So don't struggle and brainwash yourself. You are nothing more than He wants the honors of football too much, rather than being born with a love of struggle."

Wang Ai spread his hands to everyone who was listening to the excitement: "You can judge your gains and losses by looking at people. There is such a big mirror next to me. She advises me to be lazy, but her existence itself is a horn urging me to fight. .”

Now the little beauty is stunned.

An hour later, the little beauty stepped onto the turf leisurely: "Have you finished practicing?"

"Well, I've finished the reduction exercise, but I feel like I haven't moved enough." Wang Ai bounced the ball boredly: "I should do it again for a while."

"Go home and swim. If not, there's a gym."

"also."

When everyone got on the bus, the little beauty pointed at Wang Ai's face and said to the guards: "If you look carefully, you can notice that his face has not been very good in the past few years. His beard has not grown out, which shows that he His physical condition is still very young, so his complexion should not be like this. I think he is suffering from long-term fatigue and has not recovered. His body has always been in a state of deficiencies, which cannot be fully compensated by eating a lot of good food."

The guards listened quietly and subconsciously looked at Wang Ai's face.

When the little beauty was talking seriously to the staff around her, Wang Ai didn't interrupt.

"So, you should get involved and work together to compress his training time and increase his rest and entertainment time. As a professional player who is 31 years old and 32 years old, one-third of the current training intensity is enough to be called a model."

"No, no." Wang Ai waved his hands quickly: "Although your proposal is very touching, one-third is too little... Let's reduce it by one-fifth first, and shorten the morning and night exercises by one-fifth. If I feel that my body and mind have recovered, I think it won’t take too long to get back to full health. There will be nothing else but the World Championships this summer.”

"Nothing but the World Championships." The little beauty sneered: "Others have a good rest in the summer, but you turned into a track and field star in the summer, at least for a month or forty days, what else do you want?"

At this point, the little beauty also knew that she had to compromise, so she emphasized: "Four-fifths?"

"Four out of five." Wang Ai nodded helplessly.

"Four out of five?" The little beauty looked at everyone.

Zhao Dan, Qian Ziqiang, Zhang Guang, Liu Liang, Su Shi, Anna: "Four out of five!"

Back home, Xu Qinglian and Kang Si both praised the little beauty's surprise attack, which made Wang Ai realize that this was the plan of the three of them. In the gym, the three girls stopped practicing and stared at Wang Ai's face with their notebooks. One more training volume is not enough.

But with all this fuss, the time consumed was almost the same as before, and all of it was spent amusing Menzi. Moreover, Wang Ai did not save his physical strength. After returning to the third floor... the women were even more satisfied with their plan.

"You forget when you start playing!" Wang Ai got up angrily in the morning light.

"Just tell me whether you are happy or not?" The little beauty closed her eyes and still quarreled with Wang Ai.

"Am I happy and you happy? I opened it with my own hands!" Wang Ai was still aggrieved.

"Thank you, professional pistachio." The little beauty turned over and threw herself on the big beauty. Her hands were groping in the quilt, which made the big beauty murmur a few times.

The most direct result of reducing training is that he has more free time every day. Wang Ai spends most of his time swimming in the backyard or dazing around, and a small part of it is spent chatting with guards and assistants, which can be regarded as converting part of the physical labor into mental labor.

Four days passed like this, and I came to Valliari with everyone to play an away game on the weekend. Wang Ai, the starting winger, obviously felt that his physical fitness was exploding. Despite repeated restraint, he still managed to score four goals in one hour.

After returning home, the women expressed their gratitude and repeatedly stated that they were responsible for Wang Ai's reduction in weight. Wang Ai felt good, especially since his body had not fully recovered, so he did not say anything. Just like this, another week passed, this time at home. against Celta. Wang Ai, who is still the starting winger, unknowingly scored five goals amidst the enthusiastic shouts of the Bernabeu. When Zidane was about to replace him again, he actually caught one of his opponents in such a short period of time. The loophole broke through from the baseline to the goal and hit the goalkeeper in the crotch.

This god-like performance mesmerized tens of thousands of people in the Bernabeu, surprised people passing by outside the Bernabeu, made Florentino put his hands in his mouth and whistle hard, and made his friend Martin finish the game. I just thought of the title for the next day’s report: Double hat trick!

The boiling scene happened again after Wang Ai stood up from the bench at the end of the game. The Oriental superstar was smiling and waving as he walked. Zidane, who was traveling with him, was even a little surprised by the enthusiasm of the fans.

Meilingers who are well-informed just have a relatively high ignition point. Once they are really ignited, their suppressed enthusiasm will burst out in a shocking way.

"Stop competing with yourself."

At night by the swimming pool, Xu Qinglian persuaded Wang Ai: "I know that you have been feeling guilty about reducing your weight, and we didn't say that we would never let you recover. Aren't you in a state of severe physical deficit in the past few years? You make up for it and then recover." , we have no objection.”

"I think I've made up for it now." Wang Ai whispered.

Before he finished speaking, the little beauty slapped him on the forehead. Wang Ai became angry and said, "Just because I won't fight with you, you'll beat me all day long!"

"Are you wronged by a slap in the face? Huh?" The little beauty looked up and down at Wang Ai with disdain.

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