Section 28 Love and Hate (8)

PreviousBack to directoryNext
 "Are you going to change the established policy?" The little beauty was still a little worried after all. She didn't know whether she was worried about the man's future or worried that the man was really torturing herself at home every day.

Wang Ai thought for a moment and shook his head: "No, in theory I have to get along with the club. Even if I don't play for a while, it doesn't matter. As for the follow-up, I don't believe Bayern doesn't need me, since Bayern can't make much money from me.

, then it must be useful to ask for me. I don’t believe that a dignified world football player and top scorer can be left idle. So..."

Wang Ai looked at the two people in front of him: "Cherish the leisurely life now. With all fronts unfolding, Bayern's starters won't be able to hold on for long. Although I can't make much money for Bayern, Bayern is still important to me.

Earning is still different from those players who purely pay wages. It will be better when the club officials figure out that they just don't earn that much from me, and the more I am idle, the less I will earn."

Huang Xin glanced at the little beauty and suddenly asked: "Do you have anything else to pursue in football?"

Wang Ai thought for a while: "If we talk about passion, then there is definitely not much. It used to be difficult to make water, and we have won the World Cup championship and four Champions League championships. Now imagine the endless passion at the Olympic Sports Center, you can

It’s definitely not possible to just think about football without thinking about anything all day long. I don’t have the motivation anymore.”

“Not even the FIFA Ballon d’Or?”

"Yes, but not as strong as before." Wang Ai shook his head: "No wonder I always heard that a person's biggest opponent is himself. Now I have no opponent in many technical fields. The biggest opponent is precisely my own emotions.

, excitement.”

Shi Wenjun said: "It seems that you train quite hard every day."

"That's just a habit." Huang Xin analyzed: "Actually, if you look at your heart, there is a lack of fluctuation. Will you gradually stop wanting to play? I remember you said that you came to Germany just to find the simplest football.

Happy, are you afraid that you won't be able to play anymore?"

"Yes." Wang Ai turned around and clicked on the video: "I know that my career is very important to me, to you, to our small family, everyone, and of course the country. This is rational. But I

I am getting more and more emotionally exhausted, probably because a football star has gotten everything he can. A life that is too perfect will make people lose the motivation to fight. It is said that one is born from worries, and I have no worries now."

"The only worry is when you stop, right?" Shi Wenjun also adjusted the position of his seat to watch the video with Wang Ai: "You have to keep running, and you always change clubs. Is that because

Life day after day makes you more emotionally exhausted and you have to look for freshness?"

"Maybe? Sometimes I feel very tired." Wang Ai stretched out his hand to pull Huang Xin over, and he and the little beauty stayed with him one by one. He simply opened his arms and put them on their shoulders: "I have been depressed since three years ago.

After I died, I have been struggling with the contradiction between emotion and reason, looking for motivation and ways to continue my football career. Now, except maybe the World Cup that will rekindle my fire, even the recognition from the country will not let me.

I had a long-lasting surge, which is really a terrible thing."

After watching half of the game, the little beauty suddenly asked: "Is there anything we can do?"

"Ah?" Wang Ai woke up from deep thought, his brows still furrowed, and he smiled after understanding: "Would you like to stay with me tonight?"

Then, the left rib and the right rib were pinched by two hands respectively. Huang Xin had never teamed up with other people, and the little beauty hadn't figured it out yet. Obviously such nonsense reasons were not enough to convince the two of them, and Wang Ai also

Not serious.

Now his problem can only be solved by himself. Including his small family, everyone, the Football Association, the Sports Bureau and even the government can only provide all logistic support. But for the inner problem, Wang Ai has tried all methods, but nothing can be done.

It worked, including even the emotional ups and downs caused by visiting impoverished areas in the Taihang Mountains, but it failed to graft onto his passion for football.

A king is too lonely. The weak one will die, and the one who is too powerful and invincible will also die.

On the afternoon of August 7, after everyone had a nutritious meal in the cafeteria of Bayern headquarters, we drove through the center of Munich and arrived at the Allianz Arena in the north of the city. It was still dark at this time, and the lights of the stadium had not yet come on.

It looks like an oversized swimming ring placed on the ground. Wang Ai has never been here before, whether it was in the Tübingen youth or the World Cup in Germany, and he has not been here for pre-season training. This is his first time here.

Come to a famous stadium.

Accompanying the Bayern players' bus, many home team fans gathered around, waving flags and shouting slogans. Bayern's bus drove directly into the underground parking lot. Wang Ai looked out of the car window and was startled.

The endless parking lot is said to have 10,000 parking spaces!

At 4:50 in the afternoon, everyone filed into Bayern's red locker room. The blue locker room opposite belonged to 1860 Munich. I heard that 1860 had been thinking about selling the stadium equity to Bayern due to insufficient attendance, but they were reluctant to do so.

Still hesitating.

Wang Ai came to his place where the No. 20 post was posted, and personally took off the three No. 20 jerseys that had been washed and hung. He took out the sneakers from his backpack and put them at his feet. There are no cabinets in the locker room here.

They are all open style. Backpacks can be placed in the upper compartment, and sneakers and casual shoes can be placed under the benches. The whole style is simple and indirect. There are no other decorations except the four large white walls, and of course there are no cameras.

of.

Wang Ai also went to the bathroom to take a look. It was also very simple. The switches and showers mounted on the wall were all white from top to bottom, left and right. The only difference was that the ceiling was made of plastic boards, and other parts were made of ceramic tiles, which were still small pieces.

, the splicing is not neat at all.

Far from Stamford Bridge, but better than Meazza.

By the time Wang Ai came back from the visit, Heynckes had already walked into the locker room and was about to speak.

Wang Ai took off his clothes, pants, shoes, changed clothes, pants, shoes, while listening to Heynckes' tactical arrangements, and his mind could not help but compare with the tactical arrangements of Jose, Mancini and others.

Compare, of course, Gao Hongbo.

At 5 o'clock, the whole team got up and went to the stadium to warm up. Wang Ai noticed that the stadium was already full of people.

I was originally lamenting that Bayern's attendance rate was really good, but Nellinger unexpectedly told me: "The attendance rate during the usual warm-up is only 70%, but today most of them are here for you."

Well, I am a superstar, but I don’t know if I will have a chance to play today.

The opponent was Monchengladbach, a mere relegation team.


This chapter has been completed!
PreviousBack to directoryNext