Reborn on Top of Football

When it came to the best 11 players, the awards ceremony reached another climax. This is another simultaneous appearance of three super giants. After Wang Ai joined Real Madrid and realized the combination of two super giants, more unrealistic expectations were placed on the stage of the best 11 players: What would it look like if the three super giants were in the same team?

They are really invincible in the world, but they want to be defeated, right?

The best 11 players are arranged according to the formation of 433. Messi is the center forward, Ronaldo is the right winger, Neymar is the left winger, Wang Ai is the midfielder, Modric is on the left side, and Yin Nie is on the right side. Star, the next four are Alves, Ramos, Thiago Silva, Marcelo.

Except for Wang Ai, the five members of Real Madrid all wear black suits and black ties, except that Modric has an extra vest inside, which they discussed in advance. Since Wang Ai has no personal relationship with everyone, Wang Ai didn’t know about this communication, and it doesn’t matter anyway. He didn’t wear youth clothes this year, but a casual suit, and he didn’t wear a bow tie or tie, and he didn’t even button the suit. , looking extremely relaxed and unrestrained.

Correspondingly, the clothes of several people in Barcelona are much more casual. Messi is in a serious black suit and bow tie, while Iniesta and Alves are both suits and ties, and the tie is wide and the tie is narrow. The most outstanding one is Neymar Well, this guy not only wore an unconventional furry suit with a large lapel, he also buttoned up a top hat, and the buttoning method showed his brain. He was a supermodel rather than a football star.

Even Wang Ai looked at him a few more times, don't look at the three super giants, in the end the three did not have him, but he is the most beautiful cub in the group photo!

During the group photo break, Wang Ai, who was standing on the leftmost side of the awarding platform, covered his mouth and murmured in Modric's ear beside him: "Look at how they are dressed, and then look at you, you are as rigid as an old gentleman in England. "

Modric looked down at himself, then at others, a little embarrassed: "Really? I think it should be more serious..."

At this time, Ronaldo on the far right has stepped down, so Wang Ai and Modric also stepped down at the same time. Modric should feel that the "pointing" of the five-time Golden Globe winner is very authoritative, so he said carefully: " But, Wang, I think the one you have been wearing in the past is also very traditional? It seems to be a military uniform?"

"No." Wang Ai simply shook his head.

"Are young people in your country dressed like this?" Modric took no time to ask as the awards ceremony was over and the two walked to the reception with the crowd.

"Haha, no one has worn that in China for more than half a century. But I wanted to wear a little ethnic formal clothing, so I found that."

"Then I..."

"You're too serious." Wang Ai put his arms around Modric's shoulders and shook: "Take it easy, look at Neymar, although his clothes are ugly, but his hat is very distinctive, isn't it? Players of our generation should Be more personal."

At this time, Modric finally realized that his super giant teammate was joking with him, so he counterattacked sharply: "Our most individual Ronaldo doesn't wear that, you should convince him first."

Wang Ai shook his head: "No, Ronaldo has no artistic cells."

Modric pointed to his nose: "Do I have it?"

"Yes, look at your flowing blonde hair..."

"But I think your black hair is sexy."

The two were chatting nonsense, Florentino didn't know when he slipped up and sat down next to their booth: "Why are you so happy?"

"We all agree that one should not dress like a business person at the awards ceremony, but should be young and personalized." Wang Ai said first.

Florentino looked at the two of them, and found that Modric moved his mouth but said nothing in the end, so he smiled and said: "Luka doesn't seem like a person who has such an idea, Neymar gave you the inspiration ?"

Wang Ai sniffled: "It was okay before, but this time I feel like we are a group of salesmen attending a commendation meeting."

"Really?" Florentino looked down at his suit: "Is there any salesman as old as me?"

Wang Ai shook his head: "You stand together like the heads of state of the European Union, and the salesmen belong to our young people."

Looking at the old and the young laughing, Modric, who was smiling apologetically, was a little envious, but his confidence was strengthened by the kind eyes they occasionally glanced at, because he felt that the two big men on the opposite side liked him of.

Since he is liked by such an excellent person, it proves that everything he has done is not wrong.

Bringing a small crystal sign, Wang Ai returned to the hotel room. He Wei and Lin Long came over to see what was new: "You also get this every year, right?"

Wang Ai sat on the sofa and drank water: "It should be? I didn't pay much attention to this when I got a lot of them."

He Wei and Lin Long looked at each other, and both felt that Wang Ai was in Versailles, but he did take it for granted. He was selected in the top three for ten consecutive years, so the top three must be the best team.

"The gap between people is really big!" He Wei was a little bit shocked, and sat beside Wang Ai casually.

"Did BJ buy a house?" Wang Ai was going to make the gap even bigger.

"I bought it. We have a provident fund, otherwise we really wouldn't be able to afford it." He Wei was about to dig out things.

Wang Ai nodded and put down his glass: "Tomorrow I will come to Madrid to let you admire my house."

He Wei took out his small book and hovered in the air, with a mournful face: "How much is it this time?"

"Millions, hey, euros."

"Well...enough to buy a school district house in BJ."

This time it was Wang Ai's turn to make a bad face. He patted the table: "BJ's house is too expensive! I can only buy an apartment in BJ for a big villa!"

This time He Wei was sour again: "You still have a villa in the city in Haidian."

"Ah? Really? If you don't tell me, I'll forget it. I don't live in it for less than half a month a year. It seems that the house was bought for the guard at home."

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, the more I talk, the more depressed I get, come on, look at this is our interview outline, this is from the chairman of Real Madrid, this is from Zidane, this is from Ramos... Don’t you always say that our interviews are not good? You come to give pointers, how can we be considered good?”

Wang Ai took the small notepad: "It stands to reason that I shouldn't interfere with the work in the station, but we are all so familiar, right? There is no distinction between each other, so I will mention it according to my understanding to make your interview more accurate Some. When the time comes, the atmosphere of the interview will be relaxed, which will also benefit the quality of the program, right?"

"You don't have to be polite, just mention it, we still have to study it in the station, and we have to edit it after the interview, just don't worry."

This discussion lasted for a long time. Wang Ai really didn't like CCTV's so-called "only one answer" interview. It not only regarded himself as a meat horn, but also regarded the other party as a meat horn. The color of the propaganda was too much. Concentrated but no publicity effect.