Reborn on Top of Football

Vol 8 Chapter 85: Every moment is brand new (5)

"Precious metals." Ronaldo thought and looked directly at the camera of the sports channel: "His state is very stable. Generally speaking, we all have a problem of state ups and downs, but he hardly has any. When we score crazy goals, he can Score, when none of us can score, he can still score."

Speaking of this, Ronaldo couldn't help laughing: "This is one of the few common views between me and Rafael. We both think that Wang's stability is very valuable to our team. In some games that we are very unfavorable In the middle, he can get valuable points for the team. So let me evaluate, he is a precious metal with very stable chemical properties, such as silver? Gold? Platinum?"

"Wang, what about you?" The Portuguese reporter took up the topic hopefully.

"No matter what I need in the game, he can meet it." Wang Ai looked at the reporter, but pointed to Ronaldo next to him: "When I pass the ball forward, I need a teammate to run up quickly to get the ball. He'll be there. When I'm in front of the goal and I'm in a really good position, his assists will be there. When the opponent has a fast break and our men are not back in place, he will start to block. When I come to the top of the penalty area to think When it comes time to penetrate further, he'll be pulling. When I'm sending a through ball through the defense, he'll be there behind the defense to finish the attack."

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"How can I describe it in one word?" The Portuguese reporter looked forward with a smile on his face.

"Hmm... wish." Wang Ai gestured: "As a teammate, he can fulfill every wish I have in the game."

Ronaldo was very happy to hear it, and the Portuguese reporter nodded again and again.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and the FIFA staff came to inform that the awards ceremony was about to begin, and hoped that the two of them would leave, so this very pleasant little interview officially came to an end. Although the two parties had some communication before, they didn't have the time to get it right so detailed. I didn't expect that the mutual evaluation link was very good, and both parties were very satisfied.

"You are not as real as him." On the way to the Zurich Opera House in a FIFA concierge car, Xiaomei, who was listening to the whole process, leaned into Wang Ai's ear and whispered: "People's evaluation of you is simple and unpretentious. It's highly praised, unlike you, whose vocabulary is gorgeous, and the content... a bit like your own."

Wang Ai squinted one eye: "Look at my eyes?"

"What?" Xiaomei glanced over.

Wang Ai opened his eyes again and looked forward: "The eyes are crooked, and everything is crooked."

"And!" Xiaomei pouted.

Under the light of the flash, when the door of the VIP car opened, Wang Ai's long legs poked out, and then he stood beside the car. The well-fitting evening dress set off his strong and vigorous figure. When Wang Ai raised his left hand to signal, a breath of football king spread in all directions.

Although Wang Ai did not win the award this year, he is the first among active players. With two World Cup champions in hand and seven Champions League champions in hand, he has already left far behind his contemporaries. If it weren't for Messi and Ronaldo who are also far ahead of everyone, he is the only king of this era.

Walking into the hall, Wang Ai quickly joined the Real Madrid teammates. Today, in addition to the chairman, head coach, and Ronaldo, Modric, Ramos, and Marcelo also came. They were selected as the best of the year. Good 11 people. But to Wang Ai's surprise, former teammate Nuo Yiner did not come, nor did his head coach, Guardiola, who was also selected as the best coach of the year.

Mourinho and Ronaldo were the ones who didn't give FIFA face when the master-student teamed up last time. I don't know what kind of temper Nuo Yiner is playing this time, and what kind of backlash was touched by Guardiola, a dull guy. According to Wang Ai's understanding, Nuo Yin'er probably didn't have the guts. He is a well-behaved person in essence, and it is difficult for him to do such an extraordinary thing.

However, even if everyone knew that this was a slap in the face of FIFA, for the people present, since they came, they were flattering, and to tear down the stage was to tear themselves down, so everyone pretended not to notice and continued to chat and laugh easily.

After a while, the host arrived, and everyone found their seats and sat down. From left to right in the middle of the first row sit Wang Ai, Ronaldo, and Messi. Behind them are the rest of the best 11, who are the focus of attention.

Because the on-the-spot resilience of the stars is relatively average, except for Wang Ai who is more powerful, even Messi can only boast a touching smile. In the interactive session with the host, the eloquent host will hold some small talk shows on stage.

Going down one by one, I finally came to the best part of the man of the year. Due to the turmoil in FIFA, Blatter was unable to attend, so the acting chairman Hayatou came, and the guest was the long-lost card Card. The two announced together: 2015 Ballon d'Or winner, Messi of Barcelona!

According to the "practice" of last year and the year before, Messi got up and looked to the side. Sure enough, Wang Ai had got up and stretched out his hand, and then Ronaldo. The two shook hands and hugged Messi respectively, saying "Congratulations". Messi walked up to the podium with a smile on his face, took the huge Ballon d'Or from Hayatou, and stepped onto the podium to give a speech.

At this time, the second row of Barcelona players stood up together, including Neymar, Alves, Iniesta, etc., led by them, several guests stood up, and then there were few One by one, one by one, the rows got up densely.

Last year and the year before last, Wang Ai received this treatment, and he got up much faster and more neatly than now. After all, Messi's award this year can only be said to be popular, but the lead is not big. It has not reached the level of Wang Ai in the past two years. The proportion of more than 50% is only a little over 33%, so it is normal for everyone to be inconsistent.

But after all, Messi is one of the best-looking players on the planet, and winning the award again after two years has entrusted the wishes of many people, so this "treatment" is still given.

People stood up layer by layer, and finally reached the front row. When they arrived at Wang Ai and Ronaldo, they turned around after hearing the movement, only to realize that this was not a neat standing and saluting. Wang Ai doesn't care, but Ronaldo doesn't want to stand up. In the past so many years, he and Messi have fought the most fiercely. Both families have come forward to criticize each other, so there is a bit of a knot, and finally it is only after meeting Wang Ai's eyes. Barely stood up.

"Next year it should be you." Wang Ai covered his mouth and said quickly in his ear.

Ronaldo was stunned for half a second, and his smile suddenly became sincere.

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