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Vol 8 Chapter 585: Sunshine and sea of ​​clouds (5)

Marcelo is not really stupid, he just likes to make everyone happy with his silly side.

Of course, he wasn't planning anything, he just found the environment of laughter and laughter comfortable.

This can also be seen as his pursuit of "not wanting to grow up", but on the other hand, he started business layout very early and is not a traditional South American player who "has money to spend his life and retires poor".

When his girlfriend mentioned using Wang Ai's business network in China and Asia, he did not call Wang Ai in the end. Compared with his girlfriend's innocence, he believed in his intuition more: Wang Ai had never invited him to his home in the past three years. Even if they were relatively close when they were in direct contact, this closeness was relative. Once he invited him rashly, If there is no response, then the relationship between the two will not be as good as it is now.

The biggest impact on Marcelo is one thing: Wang Ai and Kroos were teammates as early as Bayern, but they have been together at Real Madrid for three years. Not to mention private gatherings to talk about the past, even in person. Say hello and settle the matter.

However, there was no conflict between the two, and there was no sense of grudges between them from any angle.

Marcelo did not explain in detail to his persistent girlfriend. He got up and ran towards the child, leaving behind a sentence: "Compared to the Germans, the king is indifferent in soul."

At the same time, Wang Ai was riding waves in the backyard swimming pool, as if the camera didn't exist.

Yesterday in Turin, Wang Ai did not accept interviews, including telephone interviews. The reason was that he was tired and had appeared in too many scenes. Anyway, he refused to accept it. In fact, he did not want to irritate Ronaldo and avoid his easily excited sisters. Silly words. The whole Real Madrid team was like this, and Florentino was so happy that he didn't even say he would treat everyone to dinner in Turin.

It’s not that people are afraid of him, but they don’t want to make headlines with stupid people.

"Crash", the sound of water sounded, Wang Ai came ashore, and his unusually handsome muscles flashed in front of the camera. When the cameraman wanted to chase and take pictures, Wang Ai had already entered the house in a flash.

"Just say a few words. Such an epic battle must leave us with some historical material." Ma Fanshu saw Wang Ai coming out and stepped forward to shake his arm.

"Juventus' overall strength is still worse than Real Madrid's." Wang Ai sat on the sun lounger: "Even if I was in Juventus yesterday, it would be difficult to beat Real Madrid yesterday."

"What do you think of Ronaldo's performance yesterday?" Ma Fanshu asked seriously.

"For a player who only went to Turin this season, his performance was perfect."

"What about yourself?"

Wang Ai shrugged: "I'm as stable as ever."

"Stable? You didn't score in the last game, but you scored four yesterday?"

"No, I'm not talking about scoring, I'm talking about winning."

"Okay." Ma Fanshu waved to the photographer, who turned off the machine and everyone relaxed.

"Yesterday, I got a call from the station and told me that the focus of my work needs to change. Didn't we originally save materials for the World Cup? But 75 goals provide an additional opportunity, which is to follow the process of breaking eight from your perspective."

"What about the original job?"

"Push it back. Anyway, there are still three years. If you break eight, you have three games, right? It's only 5 goals."

"What if I get more?"

"Then, I'll just wait for notification from the station."

"Okay, you coordinate with them. It's the final stage of the season and I have to concentrate."

Three days later, the trio of old girls who returned from the Netherlands caught up with the 33rd round of La Liga, where Real Madrid faced Athletic Bilbao.

When her eyes followed the camera across the stadium boxes, familiar faces appeared one after another. They were either local celebrities in Spain, cultural and sports superstars from other countries, and even many entertainment stars from East Asia.

Under much expectation, even though Athletic Bilbao was very tenacious, Wang Ai still easily scored two goals in the first half, and Real Madrid also led 40 at halftime.

Probably noticing the large number of celebrities present, Zidane did not replace Wang Ai as early as in the past, but let him play for ten more minutes until he completed his hat trick.

After the game, the well-connected celebrities and celebrities naturally sneaked into the locker room and made a lot of noise. Wang Ai completely forgot about the domestic celebrities who came from afar as he was busy with his work. When I got to the parking lot, I was reminded by Anna and then I remembered it, so I had to make do with those "brothers" and "sisters".

After chatting for twenty minutes and letting their assistant take photos for a while, Wang Ai got in the car and left, and the celebrities also went their separate ways.

Although the next game is an away game, the opponent is Getafe, a team from Madrid, which means there is no need to travel, the stars can just stay in the hotel for a few days.

"Congratulations, brother, 78 goals, only two left."

As soon as he entered the house, the old girl rushed up to congratulate her warmly. Wang Ai happily walked to the restaurant with the trio of old girls talking. It was a bit late to eat today, so Wang Ai had nothing to say. He just picked his favorite food and ate it until he was full. The old girl and the others were very tired after going all the way, so they also ate quietly.

As night gradually enveloped the earth, Wang Ai sat lazily on the porch of the front yard, holding the cat in his arms. The women were chirping and talking. Some old girls wanted to ask, but were stopped by the women. For example, Wang Ai's relationship with celebrities, especially popular celebrities, Xu Qinglian and Xiao Meiren all revealed it through private conversations.

Kangsi even showed the phone book of celebrities on Wang Ai's personal mobile phone.

After Wang Ai got up and went swimming in the backyard, the discussion became more direct.

"We have a good relationship with the stars of the previous generation, that is, those from the Chinese Star Football Team. We often interacted with each other when we were not so busy." Xu Qinglian said casually: "This is not the case with the younger ones. We are far away. Not available yet, just a casual acquaintance."

"But I see there are a lot of group photos online?" Ma Fanshu had a gossipy look on his face.

"There are so many group photos." Kang Si laughed out loud: "Our agency has been complaining a lot. No matter how many times we asked the doctor to control him, he didn't listen. Now he just lies down. His group photos are worthless anyway."

"Yes, everyone said..." Ma Fanshu said something and suddenly realized: "So, it has nothing to do with them, right?"

Xu Qinglian shrugged: "It's not easy to travel thousands of miles."

"Don't you have any favorite celebrities?"

Seeing that Xu Qinglian's eyes were very playful, Ma Fanshu refused to give up: "Where was it when I was a child? When I was in school?"

The little beauty took a sip of juice and said, "Leslie Cheung."

Kangsi also took a sip of juice: "Michael Jackson."

Xu Qinglian took a sip of juice and said, "Zhang Yusheng."

The old girl grinded her teeth and ran to the backyard amidst the laughter of the women and squatted by the swimming pool: "Doctor, Doctor, did you have a favorite star when you were a child?"

Wang Ai, who maintained his freestyle posture, turned his head and spat: "Teresa Teng."

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