Half an hour later, Wang Ai, covered in grass clippings, gasped and picked up his cell phone in the yard: "What are you doing?"
Xu Qinglian over there chuckled: "I heard that you have rejuvenated your youth? And you have infected Uncle Liu and Brother Yan?"
Wang Ai turned around and glanced at Lao Liu and the others who were patting their clothes, and said nonchalantly: "Ah, it's nothing, just playing."
Xu Qinglian, who had already heard the truth of the matter and even saw the photos of the scene through MMS, did not say much: "I will go find you before school starts. Will you go shopping with me?"
"How can I have time to spend with you? Besides, if I want to go out with you, should you buy things or do people buy me?"
"Smelly."
Xu Qinglian hung up the phone. Wang Ai put the phone in his pocket and looked down at a broken wooden shelf at his feet. He had just taken this thing from the corner to the hillside at the door and sat down to slide down the gentle slope of dozens of meters.
Go down, it’s so fun!
Old Liu put on his glasses again and criticized: "Childish! Haven't you ever played on the slide when you were a child?"
Wang Ai giggled: "I haven't had enough fun. Come to think of it, I miss the big slide in Anshan 219. Oops, my butt is itchy. I really want to go!"
Although he knew that Wang Ai was joking, Old Liu didn't dare to tease him anymore. Wang Ai would do whatever he wants to do to your character. It's really possible. What if he suddenly returns home from Shenyang to Anshan to play on the big slide?
It’s not impossible!
Back at home, Wang Ai was bored. In the past few years, his morning time has always been given to school. Even at home, he would read papers or communicate with friends, teachers, and classmates through emails. What now? London
His studies are not over yet, but he doesn’t have to attend classes anymore. He almost finished writing his doctoral thesis in the second half of last year, and it will be completed when it is submitted to the school in March or April this year. In Milan, he has not yet decided which university to attend classes at, nor has he thought about it.
What a good thing to learn.
After getting two Ph.D.s in philosophy, Wang Ai was a little tired of studying philosophy. He wanted to change his taste, but he hadn't decided what to study yet. Fortunately, he still had enough time to choose slowly. As for the entrance exam and other things, Wang Ai
Don't worry, let alone his current celebrity status and diplomas from multiple prestigious schools, his own basic qualities are sufficient.
With no book to read, Wang Ai wandered upstairs and downstairs, then simply fell asleep in his room until noon.
The training at the base actually took place in the morning, but Wang Ai had already agreed with Mancini that he would not participate in future morning training as usual. He had to go to school. Mancini was not very happy, but he still agreed. After all, Wang Ai
It is customary for Ai to go to school. Since his performance is always very good, there is nothing he can do to stop him. In fact, except for the day before the game day, players can ask for leave at other times if they have something to do. Wang Ai is equivalent to asking for leave.
Had a long vacation.
Although this was not written in any contract, it was agreed with Inter Milan through Schlappner.
After a sumptuous lunch, Wang Ai finally cheered up. He used the hour after the meal to turn on the TV and watch the Inter Milan game video. This was a workaround that Wang Ai adopted because he really lacked time to practice with the team.
Method: Use his many years of game experience to understand the team, teammates, playing style, and habits by watching games.
"What do you think of Inter Milan? In terms of playing style?" Old Liu watched for a while and finally couldn't help but ask.
"Deluxe version of A Coruña." Wang Ai answered in his own language.
Old Liu thought for a while: "You mean it's not as good as Chelsea?"
"Everyone has his own thing, okay." Wang Ai leaned lazily on the sofa, but his expression was very serious. He pointed at the screen and said: "Chelsea is a whole, but Inter Milan can't see it yet, it is relatively loose. No one knows the benefits of this system.
Don’t think about knocking him down, but the disadvantage is the lack of explosiveness. Maybe the players’ lack of explosiveness is due to the style and style of play in Serie A, but the team is also lacking, and it should be a problem with the overall thinking.”
Kang Si, who had a cat on his lap, was also watching the video with him. When he heard this, he couldn't help but said: "Depor's results are better than Inter Milan."
Wang Ai smiled: "Yes, but we had a good chance that year. Real Madrid and Barcelona in La Liga were in turmoil, and we did not encounter very strong opponents along the way. The final opponent was Porto. Whether it was us or Barcelona at that time
Jose, chances are always greater than strength. Inter Milan's luck is not very good, tsk tsk, the phone scandal, the only victim is probably Inter Milan."
Old Liu thought for a while and nodded in agreement. Of course, the Holy Alliance did not harm Inter Milan, but Inter Milan was a wealthy family, so of course the damage was more serious.
"Old Liu, have you always wanted to ask me what I think of Adriano? After all, he seems to be the first resistance in front of me?"
After Lao Liu nodded, he suddenly became focused. After spending several days with you, you finally got down to business.
Wang Ai smiled: "Look at Inter Milan's slow style of play. The fastest player is Zanetti. If I use a few words to describe this team, they are soft, stupid and slow."
Old Liu was surprised and said: "The evaluation is so low?"
Wang Ai shrugged: "Of course it's not that it's not strong in combat effectiveness, but the style of play is like this. It will definitely not be able to beat Chelsea at its peak, but it's okay against ordinary opponents. After all, the personnel are here sometimes. But I say
It's not as good as Chelsea, but it just doesn't have that sense of unity and coordination. Of course, what I'm focusing on is the personal aspect. Adriano actually didn't score many goals at Inter Milan, but he was respected by all parties and was called 'Metro' by the fans.
King of Acha', why?"
Wang Ai shook his head: "Because he is the strongest, fastest, and most flexible in the team. His scoring method is very similar to Batistuta's style back then. And Shevchenko on the opposite side was also the same back then.
Known for his violent shooting, even if such a person scores few goals, he is enough to stimulate the team's emotions. Among the slow-moving old men, such a lively little leopard will become the darling of the fans."
"You don't seem to think highly of Ade's skills?"
Wang Ai thought for a while: "He still has some unique skills, such as that way where he shoots the ball very far back. I don't know how to do it. This is quite hidden. Because others usually don't shoot in that position.
He didn't exert enough force. He must have had this habit somehow when he was a child, so this non-standard action became one of his killer moves. The goalkeeper is particularly prone to being unprepared. But other than that, I can do everything he can do, and I am even better than him.
He's doing better."
"Then will you use his powerful shooting method?" Old Liu gestured slightly excitedly.
"Hehe." Wang Ai looked at Lao Liu: "If necessary."
Lao Liu sighed with satisfaction: "That's good, he won't be a problem anymore."
"He was not a problem in the first place."
This chapter has been completed!