When I woke up, the sky outside was still dark. Wang Ai took a shower in the hotel room and recalled the past few days. On the night of the 27th, he received the Silver Globe Award in Paris and stood beside Cannavaro and Bu
Feng is between the two representatives of this year's World Cup championship team. And the audience is full of big-name stars. Last year's double number one Ronaldinho, second number two Frank Lampard, the shooter who beat Wang Ai once last season, the Frenchman today
Source of confidence Henry, former king Zidane, Cheetah Eto'o, Klose, Pirlo, Drogba, Shevchenko, Ballack, Robben, Essien, Makelele who didn't even get a single vote
, Rooney of Manchester United, Giuly of Barcelona, etc., they all applaud him whether they like it or not.
Thinking of this, Wang Ai closed his eyes and raised his head under the spray, letting the cold water surge on his chest. When he walked out of this small bathroom, Wang Ai always had to cover up more or less, but he was alone here.
Only in this space can he fully release his complacency.
The trophy outside that shines even under the starlight is the unbreakable mark that Wang Ai has left on this world. No matter five years, ten years, twenty years, or thirty years have passed, when people recall it, they will still remember it.
I can't help but sigh. It's only been four years since China realized its dream of qualifying for the World Cup finals in 1944. No matter how powerful the Chinese stars are in their own court, people still know that outside of this court, they are just mediocre.
Yang Chen, Fan Zhiyi, and even Sun Jihai are just ordinary players in the five major leagues. Their advancement into the five major leagues is inseparable from their level, but it is also inseparable from their "cheapness"!
Although the World Cup Golden Boot is golden and No. 1, it is still only short-lived. Only the silver ball outside is the affirmation of his overall status. He is really widely recognized by international football as the top star.
, standing side by side with only two or three people from each country such as Brazil, France, Germany, the United Kingdom, and Spain.
Different from the ordinary top 50 people selected, Wang Ai now has surpassed the level of teammate Drogba, and has become a level with Lampard and Shevchenko. That night Wang Ai exchanged more than a dozen mobile phone numbers
, they are all people who have won the top three. Even if we will never contact you again, this is an implicit recognition: you have become one of us.
This "we", among the stars in the audience, there are only a few dozen people.
Today is the first match of the Asian Games men's football team, and there will be a large number of reporters following. That night in Paris, Wang Ai, due to the occasion, would not be able to satisfy them with his answer. What they needed was not just praise.
The photo of Wang Ai holding the trophy needs the new "Mr. Silver Ball" on the court. The colorful photos in life need a living "Mr. Silver Ball".
Many people in the Asian Games Village will not sleep well this night. Ten thousand miles away in China, there will be many fans eagerly waiting for his latest news.
Facing the large mirror in the bathroom, Wang Ai opened his eyes. The person in the mirror had distinct muscles, a long body, and a high-spirited temperament. When Wang Ai exerted a little force, his muscles swelled, and every move he made was smooth, healthy, and strong.
"Huh!" Wang Ai, who turned off the shower, took one last look in the mirror and smiled: "Be careful of arrogance and impetuosity!"
Wang Ai walked out of the bathroom and saw Yan Zhu and Zhao Dan who had packed up, "Wait for me."
With that said, Wang Ai took out his laptop, opened it, connected to the Internet, and updated an article of several hundred words on his Sina blog, "Everyone has been waiting for a long time."
The article said: "I am in the Asian Games Village in Doha, it is six o'clock in the morning, and it is still a little dark outside. The Chinese Asian Games Corps will not arrive until noon today, so the entire Building 4 is relatively quiet now. I arrived last night and slept all night
, I am still in good spirits. I will go out for morning exercise soon and there will be a game in the evening. Although the intensity of the Asian Games football match is not that high, I still miss more courses. I may not have time to chat with you in the next half month, so I will seize the time now to chat with you.
Everyone, say a few words."
"It's noon in Beijing now. Everyone is about to have lunch. Oh, I miss the food of my motherland. I won't say bad things about British food. I know that everyone cares about my current situation, and of course they care more about the Silver Globe Award. The day before yesterday
Don’t you think the photos sent back by reporters from the front in the evening will quench your thirst? I’ll send them to you right now and let you take a look at my accommodation environment.”
"Finally, thank you all for your concern for me. I can't even read your previous messages on my blog. I have received your thoughts, and I have also received the motherland's care. Thank you sincerely again. I
I will work hard to compete in Doha."
After typing the last word, Wang Ai did a little inspection and then stood up and took out the camera from the suitcase. He took a picture of the window, a picture of his room, and a picture of the trophy near and far.
, and then asked Yan Zhu to take a photo of him and the trophy.
Today's digital cameras are of average quality and have low pixels, so the shooting effect in a not-so-bright room is just the same. In the photo, Wang Ai is wearing an Adidas sportswear, with his back to his desk and computer, his arms folded
Holding the trophy.
Wang Ai checked it and thought it was OK, then connected the data cable to the computer, uploaded it slowly, then edited the blog to make the layout more pleasing to the eye, and finally previewed it and found no problems before confirming the update.
The quiet morning in Doha is the noisy noon in Beijing. Wang Ai had not announced his update through his blog before, so he didn't notice much at first, but the blog official knew it immediately. Wang Ai's blog is top-notch on Sina
, coincides with the surge in the number of Internet users in China, reaching hundreds of thousands of views every day. Therefore, as soon as Wang Ai’s blog was updated, it was immediately received there. Due to the existence of several important private photos, Sina.com and the blog page were all
The navigation bar will be updated immediately and introduced to netizens.
Then came the influx of clicks. Wang Ai put away her camera, put on her shoes, and carried the football on her back. When she finally turned off the computer, she casually refreshed it, and the number of views had already exceeded 6,000!
"Are there too few photos that I uploaded?" Wang Ai asked his two guards.
Zhao Dan smiled and Yan Zhu shook his head: "It's not enough, let's go."
The three of them went downstairs, with Yan Zhu leading the way, Zhao Dan protecting behind, and Wang Ai running in the middle while browsing the scenery of Doha. There was still a gray night sky in the distance, and the high-rise buildings nearby were flashing with neon lights. Rich Doha
Most people are still lazy in their beds.
Yan Zhu, who had explored the route last night, confidently led Wang Ai through the city. Slowly, the eastern sky became brighter, the blue of the sea reflected the dim stars in the sky, and the chirping and silhouette of seagulls appeared in sight.
This chapter has been completed!