Chapter 259: Luanfeng (9)

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 An hour and a half later, the black kid was so upset... He originally thought that "Mr. Wish" would teach him some skills, but he didn't expect that he would lead him to run all over the mountain for an hour, then go home and work on the iron for another half an hour, and then

...just let him go.

Yes, facing the surprised, angry and disbelieving expression of the black boy, Wang Ai just said: "This is my secret, every day."

The black boy suddenly remembered the past when Wang Ai sneaked home halfway during the last duel, threw him on the grass and waited for two hours...

The black boy felt that his IQ was being crushed and was about to cry.

As a Ba Shen who could set off fireworks in the bathroom and light up his own house, Wang Aike didn't dare to underestimate his destructive power. He quickly filled the black boy's mouth with midnight snacks and comforted him when he had no time to talk: "Actually, it's

Like this, you often see me training at night, right? You see, I don’t have any secrets. I just train more in the morning and train more at night. That’s how I accumulate it bit by bit. I train one hour more than others every day.

I can go all out and persist for 5 more minutes on the court, and maybe I can score a goal in these 5 minutes, that's it."

"But I'm very tired. I still want to play video games." The black boy fiercely tore off another piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth, saying vaguely.

"It depends on what you want. You can definitely become a star and make a lot of money, enough money to make you carefree and fulfill many wishes. But if you want to become Ronaldo, Ronaldo

Neo, Zidane, Figo, Romario... You have to understand, who are the people who are on the shortlist for the Ballon d'Or and World Footballer every year?"

Balotelli was eating, his eyes staring straight. Wang Ai knew at a glance that he had not thought of it, so he could only recall: "In the list of Golden Globe Awards announced a few days ago, besides me, there is also C

Ronaldo, Messi, Xavi, Torres, um, Arshavin, Villa, Kaká, Gerrard, Ibra, and yes, Adebayor, Rooney, Lampard, Eto'o,

Aguero, that's about it. Think about these people? Torres is the golden boy of Spain, Messi is the golden boy of Europe, Kaká is the World Footballer, everyone is not simple, they have geniuses."

Wang Ai touched the black boy with his shoulder: "These are different from your youth team teammates. In the youth team, because your talent was better than them, you took the lead in joining the adult team. But in the adult team, in our current situation

In this Inter Milan, we are all selected in this way. Everyone has talent, but you are not so outstanding. What if you go up further? What about joining the Ballon d'Or list? Your talent even becomes unimportant.

, because no one is worse than anyone else, so what should we do?”

Seeing the black boy looking at him with bright eyes, Wang Ai chuckled: "Train one more hour every day! Among a group of geniuses, it is meaningless to compare talents. You can only compare who can endure pain better. If you can bear it, you can

If you join them, you will become the most famous star in the world and make the most money. If you can't help it, then, unfortunately, you do not belong to them."

The black boy stretched out his finger and tapped Wang Ai's chest: "You, you guys!"

"Oh, yes, us!" Wang Ai nodded: "Now, how about I invite you to join? Are you interested?"

"Yes." Hei Xiaozi nodded, and then said distressedly: "But I'm not sure if I can bear it!"

Wang Ai laughed loudly: "It depends on how you choose, it's not wrong no matter what."

"Okay, I'm going to go back and think about it. Although I'm not sure if I can be like you, I know what to do." The black boy put down the food bowl, stood up and hugged Wang Ai: "Thank you, brother!"

After sending the black boy out, Wang Ai took a pack of dried fruits prepared by Kang Si and stuffed it into him: "Take it back and eat it slowly. I still have a lot at home."

As long as conditions permit, Wang Ai doesn't mind sharing food with his teammates. Anyway, he earns enough, and his teammates earn a lot too, especially for someone as simple and generous as Balotelli. Don't worry about whether he takes advantage of him or not.

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Wang Ai originally wanted to stand at the door and watch the black boy enter the base to prevent him from running somewhere in the middle of the night and forgetting to go home. Unfortunately, he only looked for about twenty meters and no one could be seen... It was too dark!

Wang Ai, who had already established a tacit understanding with Jose in all aspects and had an impeccable performance in the game, was neither happy nor sad about the upcoming turmoil in the club. After sending the black boy away, he went upstairs to accept He Wei's formal appointment in the study.

During the interview, he answered reporters’ questions about the Milan Derby and his six-goal performance in a single game.

This is the last part of the content that He Wei and his front team have been filming in Milan for the past four days. It is expected to be included in the last part of the half-hour feature film on Football Night, and is also expected to be the most in-depth part.

With his back against a row of bookshelves and a pile of open textbooks, Wang Ai was sitting in an armchair wearing a blue and black Inter Milan training uniform. He Wei and Wang Ai faced each other across a coffee table, and Tao Wei guest-starred as the cameraman.

"I heard some fans say you are the biggest star in Milan, right?" He Wei leaned back in his chair and asked sharply.

"It shouldn't count." Wang Ai crossed his hands in front of his lower abdomen: "In terms of salary, Kaka on the opposite side is the number one star. In terms of achievements, Ronaldo on the opposite side is number one. In terms of achievements and current status.

Look, Ronaldinho is the best."

He Wei said with a smile: "But, you defeated them head-on."

Wang Ai also smiled: "It should be our whole team that defeated them."

Among the hosts who have worked with CCTV's five TV programs, Zhang Bin is the most generous, and his style is often very high. Liu Jianhong likes depth, a bit like social news. Duan Xuan is an optimist, and the program often enjoys the guests and hosts, and the atmosphere is very good. And He

Wei is the same again, cold-hearted and tricky in his judgment. When interviewed by him, Wang Ai at least feels like he is in a war, with swords, guns, swords and halberds coming and going.

At first, Wang Ai thought that He Wei had a problem with him, but later he found out that he had no choice but to do so. He is a junior, and if he wants to stand out, he must have his own characteristics and form his own identity, but Wang Ai's depth of thought cannot be passed through this.

This method can't inspire people, so his interview program style is also very different from others.

He Wei looked at Wang Ai and said: "We have been interviewing in Milan these days, and we clearly feel that you are more popular than Adelaide back then. Even some red and black fans admit that you are a more vicious enemy than Adelaide. This year's most popular Serie A player

You are currently the most vocal in calling for good foreign aid, do these prove your status?"

Wang Ai chuckled: "It should be possible, but my biggest advantage is not my performance in these two games, but that I am the youngest."


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