Reborn on Top of Football

The two looked up and smiled at each other.

Together with Ronaldo, the three are the final three-man roster that has won two awards in the past ten years, and jointly opened the super giant era of modern football. But behind this incomparably brilliant achievement is the fierce competition that has gone all out for ten consecutive years. Everyone wants to kick the other two off, but in the end there is nothing they can do. It was also formed by the other two.

No one knows each other better than the three of them. Every time they are too tired to move in the gym, they will think of the other two guys, but even if they keep motivating themselves and pressurizing, they still can't shake off their opponents. Feelings slowly formed among the three of them. So Wang Ai made a phone call and Messi came out. He also felt that there are some things that can only be said to Wang Ai, and some things that only Wang Ai can understand him.

"Leo." Wang Ai suddenly said: "Today's game... I am a Real Madrid player, so I am really sorry for what happened to you."

Messi looked at Wang Ai's eyes suddenly full of warmth, he still had that shy smile, but his words were very free and easy: "It's okay, I've been used to it for a long time."

Wang Ai shook his head: "I came back today and told my family that if I were you, I'm not sure if I have the courage to stand up again."

Messi smiled for a while and suddenly asked, "Do they want to take a photo with me?"

Wang Ai said unexpectedly: "Ah? If you don't mind, they should really want to."

Messi nodded and didn't say if it was okay, he was probably still thinking about whether it was appropriate or not, but he said: "When I came, Louis also asked me to tell you that he didn't have any malicious intentions at the time."

"It's pretty good, hehe."

Messi thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "After he came, the club invited him for psychological treatment. He hasn't bitten for a long time."

The two laughed out loud.

Messi took a sip of juice: "Your first goal today is very interesting."

Wang Ai looked at Messi: "Do you think it is similar to your first goal?"

"Haha! After returning to the hotel, Pique told me that the ball made him suddenly feel as if I was kicking it. Then I watched this shot specifically, and it was indeed a bit... Maybe it is not difficult for you technically, but you It wasn't like me before."

Wang Ai grinned and listened, and when Messi finished speaking, he immediately said: "Leo, you can't stop people from learning from you."

"I didn't, I didn't." Messi smiled and shook his head again and again: "You didn't prohibit people from learning your stone ball. But I'm curious, how did you do it?"

Wang Ai simply stood up when he heard this, took a football from the side, and then reproduced it in front of Messi and on the grass next to the swimming pool: "Is that so?"

Messi opened his eyes wide: "...Hey! Antonella! Look, this is me at 192 cm!"

In a word, not only Antonella was called out, but the men and women in the room also took the opportunity to run out of the door. Seeing that Wang Ai and Messi didn't object, they got closer. It's time to play ball!

In front of Messi, Wang Ai used his understanding of Messi's dribbling breakthrough method twice to perform twice, not to mention the small steps, the fine-tuning during running is the hidden killing move, the special frequency of footsteps and the body Combining the general frequency of the two can not only drive the opponent but also make the opponent more vulnerable.

Messi looked up, and simply stood up: "I will come, I will come, you can see if it is the same."

Messi also ran twice, and everyone couldn't stop applauding. Comparing the original version and the pirated version together, these senior fans finally saw a difference, that is, Messi's is more rounded, more stretched, and more integrated.

"Is that so? Is that so?" Wang Ai asked while doing it.

"It's like this, it's like this." Messi pointed while doing it.

After a while, the two finally enjoyed themselves, and Wang Ai said in admiration: "It's hard to imagine how those defenders who face you all day are feeling."

Messi also laughed: "I want to know how the goalkeeper feels when facing your stone ball."

"Stone ball?" Wang Ai turned to look at Messi.

The audience was excited again, but they didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of spoiling the interest of the two super giants.

"Yes, I have been thinking about how to maintain my offensive power when I get older for the past two years."

"Okay, I'll teach you." Wang Ai stood up again and arranged the ball: "In fact, many people have analyzed it. It's like this. When kicking, lift your toes up and stick your toes close to the turf..."

Messi walked up to Wang Ai involuntarily, and watched Wang Ai's every move with wide eyes and a serious expression. Later, Wang Ai simply squatted down and used his hands as feet: "Look, if you insert it like this, the direction is here, and then you touch the ball. In an instant, both forward and upward, the football is shot forward with the back of the foot, but with an additional upward pull, the football rolls forward in the air."

Messi shook his head after experimenting a few times: "I understand what you said. It is not difficult to kick the ball forward and roll. The difficulty is to use it in actual combat. This way of exerting force is too awkward."

Wang Ai smiled and said, "Yes, when I practiced this, I was injured several times myself."

Messi looked at Wang Ai with a smile: "Because you have long legs, it is easier to exert force."

"Easier to strain too, lol."

Messi smiled and looked around: "I heard that there are my fans among you? Would you like to take a photo with me?"

The crowd cheered up, causing Wang Ai to say sarcastic remarks: "You are discriminating against another super giant!"

People didn't care, surrounded Messi and pulled Antonella over, so Messi's bodyguards had to help take pictures. After the filming, Messi invited Wang Ai to go, and Wang Ai called Messi's bodyguard over.

"I am very happy today, thank you."

"It's my pleasure to give you a good night."

Before getting into the car, Wang Ai took a foam box from Qian Ziqiang: "I'll bring you a few. There are ice cubes inside. Just put them in the refrigerator at the hotel. They won't melt in three or four hours."

Messi's face appeared on the window of the receding car, still smiling brightly.

"Satisfied with you?" Wang Ai turned around and reprimanded the guards: "The three super giants in football, you have all seen them, and you have all taken photos together."

The guards ran away one by one, and Leoni came to Wang Ai's side and looked in the direction of the car's departure: "It feels like he's not bad."

Wang Ai put his arms around the shoulders of the lion and Huang Xin's waist, and went up to the third floor before saying: "When he was young, he had the pride of a young genius, and he couldn't be as rational and peaceful as an adult star. Fortunately, after so many years, he finally matured."

"What about you?" The little beauty sneered habitually.

"Well..." Wang Ai suddenly stood up and took off his underpants: "I will always be eighteen years old!"