Section 483? Blizzard (3)

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 In addition to a bunch of Chinese people, there are also German players in Tübingen. Most of the German players and employees have gone home for the holidays, but there are a few who have settled in Tübingen, such as Favre. Wang

Ai had not seen him for many years. After chatting with his Chinese friend for a while, he found him and chatted for a long time.

In recent years, Lao Shen has not sought merit, but has sought no faults. He has never won any important awards, but he is second to none in Baden. When there is no way to go up, whether it is Leonie or Huang

Xin, are committed to downward development. Currently, Tübingen 03 is in the state league, and 05 is in the regional league. The echelon has been completed, and the up and down channels of the echelon are also growing healthily. Rudy and Derby, who were discovered by Wang Ai in the orphanage,

These two kids have already entered the 03 youth team.

Moreover, the external relations of Tubingen Youth are quite good. One is that Leonie has a wide network of contacts after being invited to become a senior executive of the German League. The other is that Lao Shen is definitely a good person in making connections. No matter who comes to Tubingen Youth,

He will make you feel at home and absolutely appropriate. In addition, the foundation left by Wang Ai and others is that the club has a good relationship with the fans, has a good relationship with society, and has a good relationship with the political and business circles.

After almost eating, someone turned on the karaoke in the conference room and started singing, crying and howling, but no one cared about it. It was noisy until about nine o'clock when Wang Ai went out with the trophy, and Kugel had already come to pick him up. When they met, they gave him a warm hug.

The fat man with gray hair also sighed: "I can't even hold you now."

A moment later, in the Czech bar, Kugel went up to the small stage and tapped the microphone. The banging sound woke up the drinkers who were preparing for the festival: "Today I am honored to invite several distinguished guests and several precious souvenirs.

"

Everyone saw the waiter taking wine from the wine cabinet, and then placing a few unclear things on it.

When the waiter set up the table, Kuer said with a shy expression, "Now, let's welcome this distinguished guest to the venue!"

The people who have been coming here are all old drinkers for many years, and they are also loyal fans of Tubingen Youth for many years. They will support them no matter what. Amidst the roar of applause, the lights in the bar hall dimmed, and a beam of light on the ceiling was aimed at

Enter the back door of the hall.

As soon as the door opened, a round-headed guy with well-developed limbs showed his teeth and smiled happily. There was a roar of applause, and someone shouted in surprise: "Zhao! When did you come back?"

Zhao Xuri was as happy as if he were walking on a catwalk and walked in front of everyone: "I just came back today. It's Christmas Eve. This place still feels like home!"

Zhao Xuri randomly chose a place to sit among the fans. Old Kugel continued with a smile: "I would like to invite the next distinguished guest!"

The door opened again, this time it was big center Gao Lin. He was not as dashing as Zhao Xuri, a little shy, just like Luo Tongliang back then, and the bar was noisy again.

Then, Hao Junmin, Zhou Haibin, Mao Jianqing, and Zeng Cheng appeared one after another. Although the latter few also often come to the bar, today is different from the past. Today is Christmas Eve and today is the winter break!

Everyone was sitting casually among the fans. Old Kugel coughed: "Finally, we have another distinguished guest. He has been away for many years, but we have been paying attention to his news. He also came back today specially, he said,

Tübingen, the Czech pub, was his home.”

Everyone listened quietly and secretly guessed, while Zhao Xuri and the others listened with smiles.

"I thought a long time ago that he would eventually shock the world. Now, he has really done it. He is the most outstanding star of our Tübingen youth. He is the pride of our city." Kugel said deeply.

Taking a breath: "Now, I would like to invite the 2009 World Footballer of the Year, Dr. Wang!"

With a bang, everyone stood up.

The door opened again. This time, instead of being pushed by Zhao Xuri and others, Kugel's two waiters opened the door in person. Even the light in the bar dimmed, and a beam of light flowed down from the ceiling and was aimed at

Young people showing up.

He wore a yellow sweater on his upper body, an open down jacket on the outside, a pair of loose sports trousers on his lower body, and a pair of Adidas casual shoes on his feet.

Applause and whistles came suddenly, drowning Wang Ai's body.

"Don't crowd, don't crowd, he won't leave, he won't leave!" Kugel shouted to maintain order.

Wang Ai smiled and walked up to the people amid cheers. People along the way either applauded or stretched out their hands to give him a high-five. Many of them were vaguely familiar faces, young and old fans of Tübingen for many years.

The expressions were even more enthusiastic, and some even pulled Wang Ai's arm and pointed at themselves: "Dr. Wang, do you still know me?"

Wang Ai may have forgotten their names, but he will not forget their faces or their nicknames.

After a while of excitement, Old Kugel made his third attack of the night. He invited Wang Ai to the back of the bar and personally took off the coat covering the three trophies. The small bar was already abuzz with excitement.

After listening to the church bells, tasting the unique New Year's roast goose in the Czech bar, being pulled to take countless photos, and saying countless words, people finally left reluctantly. They would never see a worldly person in their lifetime.

It is rare for Mr. Football to see three such important trophies in person in his lifetime.

"Thank you." At the door of the closing bar, Kugel hugged Wang Ai: "I know your appearance fee is at least 500,000 euros."

"Your roast goose is delicious." Wang Ai touched his belly.

Kugel laughed heartily and took a large plastic bag casually: "This is the roast pork and sizzling cheese I made by myself. It can be regarded as the appearance fee for you."

"Very good!" Wang Ai took the plastic bag: "I will go to your store tomorrow, and I will go back right now."

The lights of the bar were left behind, and the lights of the houses in various parts of the town were also extinguished one by one. Mao Jianqing was so drunk that he hugged one of Zeng Cheng's arms and his feet fell apart. Zhou Haibin took the hand from Zhao Xuri.

He took a piece of cheese from the lunch box: "Old Kugel's craftsmanship is indeed good. Boss, we are going to the hotel, will you go too?"

"I'll go home and take a look." Wang Ai waved his hand: "Let's go, it's going to snow."

Everyone dispersed at the intersection. Wang Ai carried a large plastic bag that had been divided into one-third and walked towards the Denzenberg community. Yan Zhu had already been sent away by Wang Ai and went to sleep with his wife Li Jue. He was left with only

I met a Liu Liang, who came less often and was quite curious.

"I heard that a bronze statue will be erected in your honor?"

"Well, I've been saying this for several years, but I don't agree."

"Aren't there many stars who have bronze statues erected? Or are you saying you don't want to be too public?"

"That's not the time." Wang Ai replied briefly: "I'm still young and can achieve other achievements in the future. I think it's inappropriate and I have to change it now. It's troublesome."

Liu Liang whistled, not knowing what he was feeling.


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