"Wang and I are not friends, well, we are the simplest kind of friends."
On the evening of March 6, an exclusive interview with Messi was being played on the big TV in the living room of Samaria Manor. When the little flea answered the reporter's question: "Are you friends with Wang?", he said the third question quite straightforwardly.
In one sentence, I felt that the tone was too strong: "It's the kind of friend who meets and greets, but has no personal contact. We have never worked together on the same team, and we only have some ceremonial meetings."
"Then how do you evaluate his achievements?" a Spanish TV reporter asked.
"I think you don't need me to evaluate you, right?" Messi looked at the reporter coming from Madrid with a smile on his face: "Just like I don't need him to evaluate me."
"But I heard that he speaks very highly of you and respects you very much." The reporter in Madrid seemed not to notice Messi's mood: "I have read some of his reports in the past. Like you, he rarely mentioned others, but
I must have complimented you."
Outside the camera, Wang Ai hugged his shoulders and laughed. The women were also very happy. With the two sides fighting like this, their families and friends have already taken sides, and Messi and Wang Ai definitely don’t view each other as well as they did in previous years.
Peaceful. However, Abby Wang, who has a deep understanding of this industry when dealing with reporters, and Messi still have a little less experience.
Messi on the TV secretly took a breath, relaxed again, and nodded: "Thank you for his evaluation. I am very happy to be able to compete with him."
"Can you beat him?" The Argentinian reporter finally found an opportunity to shut up the Madrid people.
"As he said after the last game, the greatest respect for an opponent is to defeat him." Faced with his fellow countryman, Messi couldn't help showing a little emotion again: "He is ahead because he has more skills."
I need more opportunities to rest, and I need to play more for the team. Of course, I don’t resent the club. This is the need of the team and my mission, but it is also a fact. Bayern is in the league, at least this season the pressure is not
Not big."
"How high will your rewriting of La Liga records be?" an Argentinian reporter asked a happier question.
"It depends on how much the team needs me to improve." Little Flea finally stabilized his mood and answered very smartly: "People always like to bring the two of us together. In fact, I, and of course he should be too, are completely helping the team.
When we win, we just try our best to enjoy the game. If there is another factor, we just try our best to use our skills to make the fans happy. After all, everyone wants to see goals, right?"
The interview then entered a relatively soothing stage. The reporter asked about Messi's family life and the first child he and his girlfriend had, and also asked about Messi's childhood stories. When Messi talked about coming to Spain as a child, he was far away.
When we were friends on the streets of his hometown, Wang Ai suddenly felt depressed in front of the TV. He didn't even have any friends when he was a child. He just passed by elementary school, junior high school, and high school. His classmates should have a good impression of him.
Deep, but except for Li Jun, Ma Dong and a few members of the high school team, he seemed to have no impressive people.
"You still have us." Sensing the man's sudden depression, Xu Qinglian comforted him.
"Yeah." Wang Ai responded, looking at Huang Xin who was about to say something similar but in the end just smiled. Leonie's eyes showed gentleness, and Li Jun who still lowered his head and read some detective novels. Then Wang Ai
Looking back, the female guards, the silent Yan Zhu, the quiet Liu Liang, the honest Jin Yuan, the solemn Su Shi, and Yang Li who were leaning together and chatting in low voices, all noticed their gazes and what they contained - that
It is a kind of happiness, a kind of cherishment, and a kind of satisfaction.
When Wang Ai turned back to look at the TV, the guards didn't say anything, but each of them was enjoying the warmth.
No matter how big a star is, he is still a mortal in life. No amount of money can buy loyalty. Only ideals are banners and only struggles are worth following. None of these warriors who have experienced many political trials, have a clean family, a firm stand, and progressive ideas
They support Wang Ai's love life, but all support his passion for the motherland. They occasionally worry about money, but when they see that Wang Ai does not have a yacht, a private jet, or a home theater, the only luxuries are a gym and a swimming pool.
, in addition to maintaining the family's life, all the income was donated, especially since the living costs also included all of them eating, living and playing together, they regarded Wang Ai as an equal friend. Wang Ai would talk to them about life and
When talking about ideals and careers, they may be full of wisdom, planning, or light-hearted ridicule. They will also provide timely help to their personal difficulties and explain in detail why they are so helpful.
Wang Ai, the "boss", has no oppression or conspiracy, only the call of ideals and the guidance of his own actions. There is no hierarchy among everyone, and they are in different positions in the team according to their abilities. They are all fellow travelers who are dedicated to the motherland and fellow travelers in the rejuvenation of the nation.
Sometimes, they even have a certain pity for Wang Ai: he trains in the morning, studies in the morning, trains in the afternoon, trains in the evening, over and over again, year after year. When they see all kinds of comments about his luxurious life as a big star on the Internet,
When guessing, if it weren't for discipline, they would have turned into keyboard warriors: the work intensity of three guards is not as intense as that of one person. If a person's life is filled with work, what luxury can there be?
With a leader like Wang Ai, not only Wang Ai's women focus on their careers, but the guards are also inspired, and each have their own efforts and study and improvement in their spare time.
There are days of hope, no matter how bitter they are, they are still sweet.
Warm air swirled in the living room of Samaritan Manor, and the interview on TV came to an end.
"Leo, someone once said that without him, your achievements would be far more than this. You should have won at least three Golden Globe Awards by today." The reporter spread his hands: "Do you think this makes sense?"
Messi on TV showed a gentle smile: "That may be the case, but it won't be as interesting as it is now."
Outside the TV, Wang Ai and his family looked at each other and spread their hands.
"If you were asked to say something to the camera, what would you say to him?" a reporter from Madrid asked: "He should be in front of the TV at this time."
Messi was a little surprised by this question. He hesitated for a moment before looking at the camera calmly: "Wang, it is an honor for me to be in the same era as you. As a tribute to you, I will try my best to defeat you."
In the living room of Samaria Manor, Wang Ai put away his frivolous smile: "Me too, Leo."
This chapter has been completed!