Reborn on Top of Football

Back in Madrid, Wang Ai received a congratulatory call from Ronaldo almost immediately, and Wang Ai, who knew it well, invited him to be a guest at home for the second time on the phone.

This time Ronaldo agreed very happily, and the two agreed to have a small gathering at Wang Ai's house on the night of the 14th, the second night after returning from the away game in Las Palmas. Wang Ai also said by the way that his World Cup champion teammates are visiting at his home and may attend at that time. Ronaldo also asked, "Is it Stuka?"

When Wang Ai went to the club to participate in training on the afternoon of March 10, he also received face-to-face congratulations or ridicule from everyone, and Wang Ai grinned and dealt with it. It can be seen that, if an invitation is extended, almost no one would refuse to come to his house for a party. However, Wang Ai was satisfied with the status quo and had no intention of deepening his personal relationship with his teammates, so he didn't invite him.

From status, to influence, to the opportunity to get media headlines, the Real Madrid team only has the same level as Ronaldo and Wang Ai, and the others, even Ramos, are far behind. Deepening personal contacts with them will not bring any substantial help to Wang Ai, but will bring many additional burdens, such as Real Madrid's historically troublesome locker room gang formation.

Portuguese-speaking, Spanish-speaking, each playing their own way, Wang Ai, who speaks Chinese, is not one of them. He doesn't need to hug anyone's thigh now, he himself is the thickest leg.

Wang Ai is actually only interested in Modric, but unfortunately the Croatians are not interested in him. I don't know if it's dull or I don't like it. Wang Ai invited several times, but the Croatians were silent. In fact, Wang Ai only had some moral sympathy for his teammates in the former socialist countries. Since the Croatians didn't want to, Wang Ai stopped thinking about it.

Really counting, Wang Ai and Cross should be close, but unfortunately they didn't call. When he was at Bayern, Kroos was relatively withdrawn, and at that time Wang Ai played with Robben and Erwa mostly. After arriving in Real Madrid, Wang Ai found that Kroos was still so withdrawn, and he had no enthusiasm for the reunited old teammates, so Wang Ai just let it go.

"It's different from when I was a child, when my teammates were buddies." Wang Ai chatted with Lao Bai when he was resting on the edge of the court in the Real Madrid Sports Center in the dark: "Now teammates are just teammates. Everyone hangs out in the same Vanity Fair. Even if you want to get close , There are also many concerns. Ronaldo has been in Real Madrid for 7 years, and there are very few teammates who have been to his house. Messi has been in Barcelona for more than ten years, and there are not many who have been to his house. Let’s go and run a few more laps.”

Lao Bai was panting, and pulled Wang Ai's hand away: "I still want to walk home with my legs."

"You've only retired for a few years and that's it?" Wang Ai made a fuss.

Lao Bai rolled his eyes: "Brother is almost 40, is he the same as you?"

Wang Ai shook his hand: "Fuck, old clapper, get out!"

Lao Baiyuan moved, but still didn't stand up, looked at Wang Aiyuan's back and sighed: "How much younger is the fuck... Tsk, even if you are young, you can't catch up."

Wang Ai ran two laps back and stood in front of Lao Bai: "People are really old when they are old. How many people run marathons in their sixties and seventies?"

Lao Bai nodded helplessly: "You are right, but you have to give me time to adapt. I haven't practiced in the past few years since I retired. I can't bear this suddenness."

"Okay." Wang Ai said in a low mood: "I originally planned to let you come and practice with me. I have been thinking about new technologies for the past two years, but unfortunately there is no progress."

"New technology?" Lao Bai became interested: "What?"

Wang Ai waved his hand: "I can't tell at the moment, let me tell you tomorrow morning, it's a bit late today, I have to hurry up."

But there was no time to talk about it the next morning because Xu Qinglian had arrived. Wang Ai received the call in the gym the night before, so naturally all the work revolved around the matter of his wife's arrival the next morning. From the spring of 2014, Xu Qinglian stayed in bj for more than two years. Others returned to China half a year before the expected date of delivery, and then came out after one year of breastfeeding. She spent a whole year longer than others.

In the past two years, only Wang Ai was able to meet her when she returned to China, and she usually contacted her by phone. It was really the same as living apart in two places.

But for the sake of fairness, Wang Ai didn't go to the airport to pick her up, and Wang Ai ignored what the little beauty didn't say that night in Germany.

At 11 o'clock in the morning, in front of his home in the magnificent Madrid, Wang Ai waited for Xu Qinglian who had just got off the new bulletproof car from the Fiat headquarters.

Xu Qinglian smiled and walked in front of Wang Ai: "Why are you mobilizing the crowd so much? You can come out by yourself, and invite Bai Ge and sister-in-law?"

Lao Bai quickly shook his head: "No, no, I am willing. How can I sit still with such a senior economist as my brother and sister?"

"Aren't economists younger siblings too?" Xu Qinglian skipped over the men and came to Sister Xiaomeng: "Sister-in-law, I've been hearing them talking about you, but I haven't seen you for many years."

Sister Xiaomeng stretched out her hand and took Xu Qinglian's arm: "Yes, the last time seemed to be in 2004, right? I remember you, Leonie, and Kangsi? The three of you went to Aachen, Germany to play together? Was it that time?" ?”

"Really?"

The two walked in lively, and Wang Ai and Lao Bai, who were left out, followed behind with all kinds of helplessness. At the door of the room, Sister Xiaomeng let go of her hand: "I'll go to the backyard to play with the cat for a while, Brother Bai will come and accompany me."

Lao Bai took a step forward with great winking: "Let's go!"

Xu Qinglian looked at their backs with a smile and went around the backyard before stepping into the room, looked up and looked around: "As I imagined, the girls' dormitory is still on the second floor, right?"

Zhao Dan, who was watched by Xu Qinglian, nodded proactively: "Yes, I will take them upstairs to allocate rooms."

Xu Qinglian's four guards carried their luggage and followed Zhao Dan upstairs. Some of Huang Xin and Shi Wenjun's female guards went upstairs to rest, some went to the kitchen to work, some rested on the bench in the front yard and read a book, and some Wang Ai went to the backyard to play with the two guests, and Wang Ai's male guards also dispersed, tacitly leaving space for the long-lost family.

Xu Qinglian walked around the first floor with a smile, looking at the kitchen, the male guard's dormitory, and the gym. Huang Xin and Shi Wenjun talked and laughed softly. Looking at Xu Qinglian's figure, Wang Ai was puzzled. He hadn't paid attention to it in the past two years. How did he become so powerful?

Thinking of this, Wang Ai stepped forward and slapped Xu Qinglian at the door of the gym, making Xu Qinglian shudder, her eyes widened: "What are you doing?"

Wang Ai also had a sudden shock in his heart, but he pretended to be calm and grabbed Xu Qinglian's arm: "Go upstairs and tell me!"

Xu Qinglian, who was surrounded, was dragged to the stairs and grabbed the handrail: "I don't!"

"No?" Wang Ai smiled grimly and bent over to hug the big beauty.

The big beauty kicked her legs twice: "I'm going to call someone."

Wang Ai let out a hey hey, but didn't move.

The big beauty bit her lip and said in a low voice: "Let me go, I will go by myself."