"No, no, auntie, I have four thousand euros a month. It's not like I have to provide for a family, so I can't spend it at all."
"I know." Ai Xiaoqing put the card into Xu Qinglian's hand: "But this card is not mine. It was that bastard who came back in the summer to honor me. How can I use him to honor me?"
Xu Qinglian pinched the card and wanted to take it away. She was afraid that Ai Xiaoqing would be angry, so she wanted to take it away but was embarrassed.
Ai Xiaoqing looked at the embarrassed Xu Qinglian and suddenly stretched out her hands to hold Xu Qinglian's face: "Good girl, he has made you suffer so much, and you still care about him."
After saying that, Ai Xiaoqing pinched Xu Qinglian's cheek: "He earned this money himself. Since you are going to solve his troubles, how can you use your private money? You have to spend it on him, so spend it!
It was all spent on him! Otherwise, how could you tolerate this?"
Xu Qinglian laughed, the mist in her eyes dissipated, and she put the card in her pocket.
On the other side, Wang Ai finally walked into the Cobham base again and greeted the gatekeeper as an old friend.
Wang Ai didn't see it. After he walked into the door, the gatekeeper Old Harry jumped up secretly.
As long as the gatekeepers at the football base are attentive, they often have a deeper understanding of the team than the middle and senior management of many clubs.
Two years ago, Cobham's most diligent player was Frank. After that summer two years ago, this position was firmly held by wiwi. The middle and senior management of the club could only look at the sign-in sheet to see Wang Ai's training.
The time is only half that of others, and only Old Harry and the others know that Wang Ai's training volume is twice that of others!
Today's Cobham is full of restlessness. The two "old" stars Sheva and Ballack are constantly injured; Frank and John, the backbone of the club, are feeling uneasy; Wang Ai and Robben are the wings of victory.
Want to leave; the conflict between the head coach and the club is deepening day by day and gradually irreconcilable.
The team's great turmoil is imminent. At such a moment, the team's most powerful, diligent, and lethal star is back!
Unfortunately, old Harry didn't know how long he could stay, and he didn't dare to ask.
The teammates sat in twos and threes under the green shade. When they saw Wang Ai walking in, they all said hello. Some were concerned, some were curious, but there was no malice, because... Sheva was not there.
I'm afraid he is the only one in the team who really hopes that Wang Ai can leave. Although Wang Ai's departure has nothing to do with his performance, at least it can make him feel better.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, Jose came out of the building and chatted and laughed with the players one by one. When he arrived at Wang Ai, the two of them were chatting and laughing happily amidst many probing and peeping eyes.
Jose and Wang Ai may not both be movie stars, but they are obviously calm, rational, and determined people. Since their goals conflict with each other and they don’t want to break up, they can just rely on their own abilities. Of course, if there is no Ma
After Tilde's phone call, Wang Ai didn't dare to be sure whether the fire in his chest would burn through his sternum and spray Jose in the face.
The training routine is routine, and there is not much novelty, at least for Wang Ai. What is more interesting is the new teammate Pizarro. He is from Bayern and is Luo Tongliang’s teammate, so he greeted Wang Ai warmly.
A simple coordination drill was also conducted.
Pizarro has scored in double figures in the past few seasons, but he has scored 11 goals for three consecutive years. He is a forward who can't win the Golden Boot but can make solid contributions and is very practical. It's a pity for Bayern.
The stars were shining brightly, and he, a forward who could dominate an average team, was increasingly marginalized at Bayern, so he broke up amicably after the expiration of his contract and went to Chelsea with the idea of earning more.
And Chelsea is tightening their purse strings, and of course they are willing to accept free "thugs". The more the merrier.
Jose would be even happier. It would be best if he could keep Wang Ai. If he really couldn't, Pizarro could also be a help.
The training ended at 4:30 in the afternoon. After all, we just played a game yesterday and the official league is on August 12th, so there was no rush.
The teammates got into the car one by one and drove out of the parking lot. Wang Ai took a shower and strolled back with his sneakers on his back. Jose didn't call him, and he didn't look for Jose. When he got home, he smelled the stew in the kitchen.
Schlapner, who was in full bloom and wearing a big apron and a chef's hat, greeted cheerfully, "dinner is served at five o'clock" and went back to the kitchen to work.
Wang Ai took a few steps upstairs, put down her belongings, and walked into the bathroom subconsciously. Only when the cold water from the shower hit her chest did she suddenly realize that she had taken a shower. She brushed away the water droplets on the mirror.
Although he looked relaxed in the mirror, even with a sarcastic smile, his brows were frowning subconsciously.
Kang Si called for dinner outside, and Wang Ai turned off the shower, dried her body with a large towel, and after taking a few deep breaths, she relaxed her brows in front of the mirror.
He took a few steps downstairs and sat at the dining table, picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.
"Alas!" Wang Ai sighed with satisfaction: "I really miss the taste of Baden! Hey, Klaus, I think you can open a German restaurant."
"Really?" Schlapner forked a piece of meat and put it in his mouth: "Well, it seems there is progress."
"Yeah, right?"
After dinner, Wang Ai helped rinse the dishes and put them in the dishwasher. When she turned around and came back, Kang Si dragged Wang Ai to go swimming in the backyard. The sun was shining outside the window.
"Okay." Wang Ai nodded and agreed, "I'll check your body by the way."
"Huh?" Kangsi didn't understand.
Wang Ai was so bored that he went upstairs to change into his swimming trunks, goggles, and nose clip. He stood by the swimming pool to warm up, and suddenly asked Kang Si to push him into the water. When he turned around in the water, he saw the little girl's face of shame and anger, and seemed to have just listened.
Got it, I couldn't help laughing.
After playing for a while and almost resting, Wang Ai came out of the swimming pool and went out with Yan Zhu with a football in his arms. The evening breeze blew and the football bounced. Several neighbors passing by greeted Wang Ai warmly, and Wang Ai also responded.
With a smile.
When the street lights were on, Wang Ai took the ball back home. He didn't plan to practice any more tonight because he was too tired. He got on the plane at this time yesterday and didn't sleep well all night. He went to the club this morning, training in the afternoon, and training in the evening.
I practiced again and felt a little bit unbearable.
I grabbed a few braised beef briskets, drank half a cup of milk, and put the rest in the refrigerator. Originally, Schlapner and I wanted to discuss it in detail, but we had no choice now. Schlapner had gone to bed long ago.
, let’s talk about it tomorrow, there’s still enough time anyway.
After taking a shower, Wang Ai felt energetic again. Just like last night, he was very tired, but couldn't sleep. But today, Wang Ai got angry and decisively went to the study to get "Guiguzi". As expected, before he had even turned three pages, the world was spinning.
.
I forgot to turn off the bedside lamp.
At some point, Wang Ai woke up. He didn't hear clearly what the people around him were saying. He seemed to blame himself for sleeping without turning off the light. Wang Ai was too lazy to deal with it, and felt his face hurt. He lowered his head and said, "Oh, oh, oh, oh!"
This chapter has been completed!