Chapter 669 Back (5)

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Although it is just the icing on the cake, even though it is just a ball, Mr. Golden Ball obviously has not been depressed in his glory, nor has he been dragged down by the suddenly intensive off-field life.

Grant, Chelsea, Fleet Street, as well as the Football Association, CCTV and even higher leaders in China were all satisfied with Wang Ai's performance.

At the same time, let the whole world know that his goal has been pointed at the FIFA awards ceremony a week later and the World Footballer trophy!

Unsurprisingly, the Brazilians stepped forward. Not only did they frequently participate in various activities to build momentum for Kaká, they also gave many public speeches.

As the first generation football king in the world and one of the two biggest football kings, Pele gave an almost exaggerated praise to Kaká in an interview with France TV: "I can't think of anyone with a bigger picture than him.

Viewed, he is a player who can lead the team to win honors. He is a perfect player, a humble player, and a player who is more helpful to his club and team."

When the reporter provocatively asked him to evaluate Wang Ai, Pele hesitated: "I admit that Wiwi is a great star, and I have a good personal relationship with him. But I must point out that Wiwi pays more attention to technology and the professionalism of football.

Compared with the Ballon d'Or Award, the World Footballer should pay more attention to the player's contribution to the whole and the honor that a player obtains for the collective. I think in this regard, the contrast is still obvious. So you ask me who I support to win the World Footballer.

, even if I am not a Brazilian, I still support Kaká.”

"But, wiwi led the Chinese team to win this year's Asian Cup, didn't it?"

"That's just because Kaka was injured at the time, otherwise he would have become a member of this year's America's Cup champions."

In addition to Pele, Ronaldinho, Ronaldo, Rivaldo, Zico, Carlos, Cafu, and even Romario, who couldn't deal with Pele, all stood up and attacked everywhere, taking advantage of their influence.

The influence of football and the media resources in various countries are desperately singing praises for Kaká.

For a time, the momentum was huge, as if FIFA was discriminating against Brazilian football by not acknowledging Kaka's contribution. It seemed that if it did not give the highest award to this handsome Brazilian boy this year, it would subvert the tradition of football.

Wang Ai, who is painfully adjusting his work schedule and training rhythm at home, is preparing to play in the last game of the 0708 Champions League group stage, which is also the last Champions League game he can play this season. Now he tops the scorer list with nine goals.

The top spot and whether he can win the Champions League Golden Boot for the fourth consecutive year are important qualifications for his status in football and for obtaining long-term awards.

If it weren't for the fact that he could only play in the Champions League for half a season this year, Wang Ai wouldn't even have to play in the group stage, which has no suspense. There is no way, he also has to improve his statistics.

But he can sit still, but others can't sit still either. No matter how slow-witted friends from all walks of life in Europe are, they have tasted different flavors from the massive propaganda of the Brazilians in the past few days, so they all gave Wang

Ai called. Some expressed concern, some expressed worries, and some gave Wang Ai advice.

For example, Lao Sun, who was in Manchester, urgently asked Wang Ai to find help from his superiors and talk to celebrities he knew in the football circle.

When Wang Ai answered Lao Sun's call, he was lying next to the indoor swimming pool in Cobham, panting. After listening to Lao Sun's ramblings, he splashed the water and said, "Brother Sun, this may be the case this year. Let's wait until later."

"...Are you sure it won't work this year?"

Wang Ai was silent for a moment, then turned ashore and sat by the swimming pool. Kang Si quickly came up and wrapped Wang Ai in a big towel to prevent him from catching a cold.

Wang Ai was exercising and was feeling hot all over. He went back as a prank and lay down directly on the shore. He winked at Kang Si, who was nervous, and then said to the phone: "Brother Sun, I'll tell you the truth."

He said that the leaders of the Football Association had called me yesterday and asked me on behalf of several other higher-level departments what my next thoughts were."

"Then what do you think? This year's timing is so good, who can be sure what will happen next after this year?"

Wang Ai pulled away from the phone and heard Sun Jihai's eager Dalian accent clearly. It echoed in the deserted swimming pool at night, and her heart felt warm. It wasn't until Old Sun shouted: "Are you still listening?" that he got closer again.

He picked up the microphone and said: "Brother Sun, listen to me."

Wang Ai pulled up the microphone again, sighed softly, adjusted his mood, and then said: "Actually, Brazilians still have standards and limits. You see, whether it is Pele or Ronaldinho, they are all purely interested in Kaka.

The praise was at best a bit of ridicule, saying "Chinese people pay more attention to personal honor", but it was also covert. After all, they didn't criticize me by name, right? I also read the Brazilian media, and the tone was similar. A few of them were

If it’s too much, it’s just a technical analysis of me.”

Lao Sun hummed twice: "I've also read a lot."

"So, this fight is still within the scope of football. The Brazilians have made it clear that they are going to have a bottom-line fight with me. The fight is about connections, resources, and influence in the international football world. They are not willing to rise to the level.

National level. You know that Brazil has been in power for the past few years under Lula, and the traditional leftists have a very good relationship with our country. Neither Brazil nor we are willing to escalate the dispute to the national level, the national level or even the racial level. Haha

, race, Brazilians don’t take advantage either.”

"Yeah." Lao Sun responded in a low voice.

Wang Ai shook his head and said to the phone: "Brother Sun, this is what is going on right now. Of course the leader called me to hope that I can win the award and to propose a feasible strategy, but I told the leader

, once our national power intervenes, not only will it not be able to help me, but it may even harm me. Think about it, once both countries take action, it will not matter whether the relationship between the two countries will be damaged.

It is said that football cooperation between the two countries will inevitably be affected. Moreover, our country’s influence in FIFA and international football... Brazil’s relationship with Europe and the United States is much better than ours. So I advised the leaders at that time that this year, just him

So let’s do this! Who said I don’t have the Champions League in my hands?”

Having said this, Wang Ai couldn't help but sigh deeply: "Since we pledge our lives to the country, we should put the country first."

"Then that's it?" Lao Sun suddenly had a nasal sound in his words: "Why should he?"

Lao Sun didn't ask Wang Ai why he didn't talk to the international football people he knew. It was obvious that no matter how many Wang Ai knew, how could he know as many Brazilians as he did? As Wang Ai said, no matter Wang Ai

Whatever force is mobilized here, the Brazilians can at least double it and smash it over.

That way, you will lose even more miserably!


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