Reborn on Top of Football

Wang Ai finally spoke because the big brother was acting rogue: Aren't you the president of the Chinese Football Academy? Aren’t you in charge of national coach training?

Taking out yesterday's game, Wang Ai briefly analyzed his thoughts at the time and his motives for creating threats several times. However, because Wang Ai only put so much thought into this game, and the other parts of the relationship between counterattack and strong attack were relatively simple, so after talking about it, the big brother was not satisfied, so he was asked to continue.

Wang Ai found the video of last season's El Clasico and projected it on the big screen in the living room on the first floor. This time it was complicated. The formations of the coaches of both sides and the interactions of the players on the field, he felt every moment. ideas one by one.

The big brothers interrupted, refuted, and argued, while Wang Ai listened, explained, and drank. Knowing that these guys, especially Yang Chen and Xie Hui, were difficult to serve, Wang Ai played a trick: if he talked less, they would start arguing. stand up.

When the sun set to the west, a few big brothers had enough and retreated, and Wang Ai relaxed. This was much more tiring than being the dean. He had to break it up and talk about it. Unlike the team members, they are basically the same now. You can understand what you mean by just looking at me, and your communication efficiency is incredibly high.

"Post it on Weibo, everyone is talking about your goal yesterday." Kang Si spent the afternoon sorting out external comments and handed it to Wang Ai: "Benzema has already expressed his stance."

Wang Ai took a look at Benzema's social account: "Wang sent an incredible assist. Fortunately, I completed it, haha, it's just a bit ugly."

The most popular comment in the comments section was from Marcelo: "If it were me, I wouldn't have such a hard time."

Casemiro commented on his comment: Because you are short.

Benzema gives Casemiro a thumbs up!

This excitement made Wang Ai's hands itch. Unfortunately, after much deliberation, he finally decided not to join in the excitement of the three of them. He also looked around at fans' comments and media comments, and kept watching until they were having dinner. He was in a good mood.

"Say something?" Xu Qinglian played with Wang Ai's head.

"Say something?" Wang Ai enjoyed Xu Qinglian's touch.

"Everyone praises you, why don't you keep silent?"

"Okay." Wang Ai suddenly cheered up, took the computer and wrote a few lines: "I remembered the day of the World Cup final, I was eating red sausage and drinking kvass in the stands, and my teammate Modric was playing football below. Show me the ball, I really miss it.”

"What are you talking about? Why are you talking about this?"

"I have to say it, but I can't say it directly, so I say something irrelevant, but it expresses my mood at this moment." Wang Ai said proudly: "Am I smart?"

"You are too smart. I guarantee that almost no one in the West can understand what you mean." Xu Qinglian exposed it mercilessly.

"But Westerners can feel that the doctor is in a good mood." Kang Si, a Westerner, retorted.

"That's right." Xu Qinglian admitted defeat and nodded, but Kangsi clearly noticed the dangerous look in her eyes.

While I was talking nonsense, the phone rang and I saw it was Lao Meier... Since I accepted Lao Meier's exclusive interview last year, the two sides have had more work contacts. Unlike Zhang Bin and the others, Wang Ai basically receives them, Lao Meier basically works with Lao Meier. When Wang Ai's team met, they probably noticed Wang Ai's caution in this regard, so they had a good impression of each other. Also relying on Wang Ai's "preferential treatment", Lao Meier's status on the sports channel has risen rapidly, and she is now recognized by all walks of life as the number one female host of domestic football commentary.

"Brother, tell me about your assist yesterday? It's really hot."

"You also want traffic?"

"Why don't you want it? Traffic is money. We have to pay wages and maintain a house. It's not easy to live in a BJ. Brother, can you support me?"

"I said you've used your eloquence on me, right? Why don't you see you so smooth on TV?"

"The people on the stage don't let me talk too much because they think I'm verbose. In fact, I think the old lady from Northeast Kangtou is pretty good at commentating on football. Why don't they like it?"

"You're stubborn, I'll work hard and kill them all!"

"Okay, brother! If you want to help me, we can conquer the world together. When I succeed, I will make you the director of the station!"

The two chatted for a while before getting down to business. The old girl wanted Wang Ai to record a video connection with her and answer questions directly on camera. Wang Ai said that the video was delayed due to the distance. The old girl said that it was not a live broadcast anyway. Let’s record it first and cut off some blank time when editing. Wang Ai agreed.

Communicate first and explain clearly what to ask. Then Wang Ai studied for a while and then went to the third floor to turn on the computer. At this time, Wang Ai regretted a little because the camera he used was too poor. The face in the photo was too big and the head-to-body ratio was not even good. How to coordinate, the two unscrupulous women seem to have seen a funny mirror, together with the unscrupulous old girl opposite.

After all, they replaced the cameras used by the women, and now the effect was much more normal. Wang Ai was very handsome and shook his head, as if a rock singer had a sense of rhythm, but he didn't know that the old girl opposite had already started recording.

"At that time, the game was in a relatively difficult environment. Everyone was thinking of ways. The coach also arranged tactics and asked us to act according to the situation." Wang Ai put on his normal face and faced the screen. Occasionally, his eyes tilted to show that he was thinking: "I As for me, I was a little tired of being marked by two opponents. I happened to see Modric trying to pass to me. We have been teammates for three years and we have a tacit understanding. I can tell his movements without looking at his eyes, so I I just sped out and then I saw Benzema."

"You and Benzema also have a tacit understanding?" The old girl showed her presence at every opportunity, otherwise Wang Ai could have kept talking until the end of the show.

"We may have more tacit understanding. We are both strikers. We often work together in practice matches. By the way, the Frenchman is interesting. He is always careless. He has a strong psychological quality and doesn't take things to heart. Come on, I haven't seen him get anxious in the past three years. Is that interesting? By the way, he is still short-sighted..."

Seeing that Wang Ai kept beeping, the old girl had no choice but to open her mouth several times and couldn't get a word in. Then she simply waved her hands and grabbed the conversation: "Brother, brother, if you don't let me talk anymore, I'll give it to you." Cut it off!”

"This is a foul!" Wang Ai slapped his thigh.

The old girl compared Scissorhands: "Hehe."

At this time, the interview became official. The exchanges between you and me were much more boring than before. The old girl tempted Wang Ai to brag several times but Wang Ai didn't fall for it. She just didn't say why I didn't have time to kick him out. Such a magical pass created an opportunity for his teammates, but when he was pushed to the end, he just said it was a coincidence, everything was a coincidence, and the old girl gritted her teeth in anger.

Seeing Ma Fanshu groaning and turning off the video, Xu Qinglian, who had been watching, smiled and said, "You really love teasing her."