Chapter 100: The Flowing Galaxy (10)

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 The next morning, Wang Ai sat in Ivekoli and personally saw off his three closest women. The words of farewell were hidden in his heart, and what floated in the car was relaxed ridicule. Since he has chosen this path, this

Life should have expectations.

It’s hypocritical to say you regret anything, you can only cherish every minute and second you spend together.

In order to show solemnity, Wang Ai drove the car himself today, which at least proved that he would never slip away today, but Zhao Dan sat cautiously in the co-pilot, ready to intervene at any time.

Fortunately, Wang Ai got his driver's license after all. He was able to concentrate on boring driving for half an hour. The car was very safe all the way...well, it drove to Milan International Airport at a speed of 30 kilometers per hour.

"I won't get out of the car. Remember to keep me safe when you get home." Wang Ai looked back at Huang Xin, Leonie and Xu Qinglian who were packing their luggage from the driver's seat.

Huang Xin smiled and got out of the car with her small bag. Leonie pressed the driver's seat and leaned forward to give Wang Ai a slap on the face. Xu Qinglian was a step late, hesitated, and waved to Wang Ai: "I

gone."

In the silent car, Wang Ai watched from the windshield as the three girls led their guards. The team walked and chatted. In order not to attract attention, they did not even look back.

Until the figures disappeared at the entrance of the airport hall, and their figures could no longer be seen among the intertwined figures, Wang Ai only felt that the sunlit outside of the car was as empty as the inside.

"I'll do it." After a while, Zhao Dan pointed at the steering wheel.

Wang Ai nodded, squeezed into the back seat from the gap between the two people, and simply lay down on the chair with the bumps of the vehicle. But after lying down for a while, he couldn't let go of the emptiness in his heart, so he had to sit up again. The bustling city of Milan

, the beautiful suburbs seemed boring at this time.

Zhao Dan, who paid attention to Wang Ai while driving, opened his mouth several times, but finally said nothing. He could probably understand Wang Ai's mood at this time. After working together for so many years, he had a very accurate grasp of Wang Ai's thinking and emotions.

He had chatted with Yan Zhu, Li Lin and others. The banner figure of Chinese football had a very special interpersonal relationship.

On the surface, people come and go and he has friends all over the world, but in fact, only a limited number of people can come into contact with him in person, and even fewer people can get into the depth of his emotions.

In these years, Zhao Dan has never seen Wang Ai come into contact with any relatives. When he was in school, he skipped grades and seriously lacked the circle of friends established by his peers and classmates. After starting his career, he was thousands of miles away from home, and even his closest friends were

Family members rarely see each other.

Humans are social animals after all. The core of a person’s social circle is usually their parents, the second circle is various blood relatives and confidants, and then general friends and colleagues. As for Wang Ai, the core circle is empty, and the second circle is empty.

The circle of friends was also reduced by more than half, which allowed his close friends to fill the emotional void, which also made it difficult for him to leave several girls.

In Wang Ai's emotional system, Huang Xin fills the position of "sister", Xu Qinglian plays the childhood sweetheart among relatives, and Leonie is a relative partner who pursues her ideals together. Therefore, Wang Ai is dependent and even attached to them.

, is by no means a simple relationship between men and women, but an urgent need for emotional comfort.

Since becoming famous, Wang Ai's social circle has become even narrower. He was forced to change his mobile phone number several times in a row, which made him unable to leave these special "actors". He always had to be intuitive and straightforward to get the best results.

Only with praise from people close to you can you resist pressure and endure fatigue.

It can only be said that leaders in all walks of life have extraordinary experiences and their own uniqueness. Wang Ai’s emergence in Chinese football and even Chinese society is unconventional. Over the years, the Chinese Football Association has

We have put a lot of effort into looking for the "second king Ai", and the so-called "next little king" often appears in society. However, what we get in return is disappointment again and again, and even farce again and again.

Those who are talented are not as smart as him, those who are talented and smart are not as rich as him, those who are talented, smart and rich...who still plays football? What is wrong with doing something? Why should someone like Wang Ai have to wait for a vacation?

For one year, you didn’t even dare to ask for a sports car as a gift?

Isn’t it good to eat in different ways every day? Isn’t it good to sleep in different beautiful women every day? Confucius thought so about food and sex. It can only be said that the emergence of Wang Ai is an unreplicable miracle and is the result of the accidental collision of various accidental factors.

The final result. Without Huang Xin's care, Wang Ai might not have been able to become the number one scholar in the country. If he had not been the number one scholar in the country, the National People's Congress would not have taken him seriously. If the National People's Congress did not protect him, Gao Gao would not have let him grow up...

Thinking of these possible historical accidental variables, Zhao Dan's head was a little big, and he quickly kept his mind and looked at the dazed Wang Ai in the rearview mirror. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. These days, Wang Ai has been on the third floor with Xu Qinglian and Leo

It's quite ridiculous for Ni to be so wild, but it's understandable. He became famous at a young age, was proud of himself, and was loved by thousands of people. It's too harsh to ask him to be perfect. As he said himself, he made him

It would be better if all his absurdities were compressed into one bedroom than if he went out and ran around naked.

Don't smoke, don't drink, have no bad habits, love to exercise, love to read, have a kind heart, do good deeds, love the country, love the people, and only be arrogant with those closest to you and those who have the will, without hurting anyone.

What's wrong? Rather than saying how much he covets the bodies of the two girls, it's better to say that he covets the unrestrained freedom of taking off the disguise, the freedom of a small space.

However... Zhao Dan shook his head, it was his duty! No matter how much he understood or even sympathized with him, he had to do what he had to do. He only hoped that his superiors would consider his detailed analysis and give him a lighter punishment.

When Wang Ai returned home, she missed things even more: Xu Qinglian's slippers, Leonie's bathrobe, Huang Xin's handmade dumplings and the hanging rags...

Therefore, Mancini, who had originally arranged for him to rest, was surprised to see Wang Ai appear on the turf of the Appiano base... The only solution to his worries is football!

Unfortunately, Mancini and his team were studying the tactics against Liverpool. Since Wang Ai wasn't on the field, they certainly wouldn't bring him along. He wasn't angry either, so he simply found Black Boy and his youth team, who were also training, and played all afternoon.

, for two whole games, the black boy was so tired that he stuck out his tongue.

People didn’t know what happened to Wang Ai. Except for Zanetti and Black Boy, no one had been to his house, and he didn’t invite his teammates to go. But people were surprised to find that this guy’s physical fitness was quite good.

ah!

Then he always asks for half-time, so it turns out he is lazy!

As he walked out of the base, Mancini looked back at Wang Ai and smoothed his hair: How great would it be if I had all these players?


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