Reborn on Top of Football

Wang Ai was silent for a while and didn't know how to answer. It seemed that any answer was fine, but there seemed to be no standard answer. Wang Ai suffered from choice phobia for a while.

When the reporters saw that Wang Ai didn't speak, they thought he didn't want to speak, so they asked questions in a hurry. These questions were like when the computer was stuck in one process, the owner kept typing in other processes, causing a bigger problem. confusion.

"Ah, I won the league championship with the team today, and I am in a good mood." Wang Ai said suddenly.

The reporters looked at each other: Haven't we asked this question yet?

Wang Ai went on without thinking about them: "I can win the league championship in the first season of returning to La Liga, which makes me convinced that this transfer is correct. As for some of my personal data, it is the ball. The team needs it, everyone needs it, and the fans need it, and that kind of opportunity appeared in one game after another, and I was lucky enough to grasp the opportunity, so it seems very much when summing up now."

"So how are you going to celebrate?"

"Uh...probably, I don't know. Now is not the time. The Champions League is coming to the end. It's very difficult."

"What does Real Madrid say? For example, give you souvenirs or hold a celebration party for you?"

"I haven't heard, maybe, it's not necessary. Tomorrow is the championship parade, let's celebrate by the way? I don't need this, if we can reach the final, then there is still a month, it is still too early , Even if there are still two games in the league. If I reach the Champions League final, I may still play in these two league games, in order to maintain my form."

Speaking of this, Wang Ai pointed to the teammates who had gone far ahead. Although the reporters were still asking questions, they had already involuntarily moved out of the way. They have already seen that Wang Ai's condition is not very good today, and he can't get any wonderful answers if he asks again.

"What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?" On the bulletproof car, Xu Qinglian asked strangely: "Make 100 goals, and almost all the major media have reported it."

"I'm not in the mood because I'm angry, but I'm angry because I'm not in the mood." Wang Ai leaned against the car window and looked at the street scene through the dark glass: "I remember that I used to be happy for several days when I got a hat-trick , I don’t know what’s wrong this time, I’m not excited at all.”

"So you feel angry because you can't get excited when you should be excited?" Xu Qinglian said with a smile, got up and came to the seat behind Wang Ai, pressing Wang Ai's temples with both hands: "You are too tired, you will be home after a while gone."

Wang Ai accepted Xu Qinglian's kindness, leaned her head on the back of the chair and let the cool fingers gently massage, and fell asleep when she got home.

Xu Qinglian waved to the guards, and after parking the car in the garage in the yard, everyone got out of the car, and she stayed in the car with her. Due to the warm climate in Madrid, an open-air garage is enough. When Wang Ai first arrived, she was not used to calling it a carport. Now Xu Qinglian gently opened the window to let the dim light from the dark fiberglass carport into the car. Let the already warm breeze at the end of April blow on Wang Ai's face.

"I remember that I brought the tent with me when I moved to Madrid." In the silence, Wang Ai said suddenly with a hat on his face.

"Really?" Xu Qinglian hesitated: "Should be in the warehouse? I'm new here this year. I wasn't there when Manchester packed up. Do you want to sleep in a tent?"

Hearing Wang Ai's "hmm", Xu Qinglian continued: "It's probably okay at night, but the temperature is a bit low. You'd better go to mid-May or in the morning?"

Wang Ai let out a sigh, stretched out her hand to beckon, and Xu Qinglian got up from the back seat and came to Wang Ai's side. The carriage was very quiet, and the little yellow horse and little white horse who were at home didn't come to bother when they heard about it, but Wang Ai was in a very restless mood.

In the silence, the phone rang, and Xu Qinglian took the phone out of Wang Ai's satchel and said softly to Wang Ai: "Zidane's, maybe I didn't see you at the celebration banquet, should you go?"

"I don't want to go." Wang Ai answered the phone, hesitated for a few seconds, and then picked it up.

Sure enough, as Xu Qinglian expected, Real Madrid held a celebration banquet tonight. The scale was small, and it was all players, coaches, team doctors and their families. As the team's number one hero and number three player, who has just set a record of 100 goals, everyone really needs Wang Ai's presence.

"Go ahead and come back after a meal. Eat whatever you like. If you don't like it more, you can tell me secretly. I'll call home and ask them to prepare."

Wang Ai smiled wryly: "Now I can only rely on food to stimulate my enthusiasm for life... Okay, let's go, call the guards."

"Aren't you going to change your clothes? Do you have to wear formal clothes?"

Wang Ai hummed and took off her hat, followed Xu Qinglian out of the car, turned around and took her satchel. When passing by the restaurant, she suddenly wanted to drink milk, but she didn't say anything when she thought that drinking milk every day would make her feel uncomfortable. But this pause was noticed by Xu Qinglian, and she even interpreted the meaning: "What do you want to drink?"

"Sweet, full of happiness after drinking."

I know that men don't drink alcohol, milk tea, or soft drinks. The only thing they can drink is milk.

"Goat milk?"

"tasty?"

"Tastes better than milk."

"Why haven't I had a drink?"

"We also tried this when our children were weaned."

The little beauty interjected when the two chatted: "Don't you know that your family has already participated in this project?"

"Huh?" The couple expressed surprise at the same time.

The little beauty rolled her eyes: "You really don't care about the idiot's affairs at all, you only know how to eat all day long."

Both of them laughed in embarrassment, and the little beauty sighed: "At first I thought you were used to drinking milk so you didn't change it. You idiots have goat's milk, camel's milk, and horse's milk. Because goat's milk is nutritious The value is the highest, so it is the main item. Okay, let’s go, I’ll go to the supermarket to have a look and choose some good ones.”

The atmosphere of the celebration banquet was not bad, everyone talked and laughed, and the family members gathered together to chirp. After getting along for a year, everyone knows Wang Ai's temperament. No one persuaded him to drink, and Marcelo played happily and teased him one by one without harassing him. The substitute players were the liveliest, probably because they were finally able to indulge themselves, and several of them drank too much.

When I got home at night, the little beauty brought over a large cup of warm white syrup. Wang Ai sipped it down and trembled all over: "This? Is this the smell of mutton?"

"Except for mutton?"

"Very thick!" Wang Ai's face showed a happy expression.

"Drinking more than 10,000 bottles of red wine and eating more than 5,000 fish, I didn't see you nodding. You'll be happy when you come back and drink milk for one euro." Xu Qinglian said sarcastically.

Wang Ai looked at his wife with squinted eyes: "I'm such a poor life."