Wang Ai was still listless during dinner, and Leonie had no choice but to use herself to seduce him.
Fortunately, Wang Ai seemed to be more energetic after returning from training in the evening. After going to the gym for more than half an hour and going upstairs with a body full of tendons, he was almost full of energy.
"That's what you said!" Wang Ai smiled ferociously.
Leonie, who was lying on the bed, took a deep breath and smiled: "You are reluctant to stab me to death anyway, so what do I have to be afraid of? To tell you the truth, every time I don't feel anything, you feel so distressed that I can't bear it.
"
"I won't feel bad today!" Wang Ai held Leonie's shoulders.
"Hmm, yes, yes, I'm so scared." Leonie's eyes were full of provocation.
The morning breeze in September blew into the bedroom and woke up the two sleeping people. Wang Ai's first words when he woke up were: "Is everything okay? Did I go too far?"
Leonie turned over and lay on Wang Ai's chest and took a bite: "Asshole, don't always tie me up with gentle ropes."
"No……"
Leonie raised her head and covered Wang Ai's mouth with her hands: "Football is your bondage and you are not free, but I am also a bird in a cage. I have changed from an eagle to a canary."
, I don’t know if I can still fly.”
Wang Ai shook his head from side to side and couldn't get away, so he simply stuck out his tongue and licked the palm of the lion's hand. The lion wiped Wang Ai's chest in disgust, and listened to Wang Ai's proud saying: "Birds fly to eat, but they don't even bother to eat.
Why do you have to eat on the fly when you have everything in front of you? Aren’t you tired?”
After hearing this, Leonie seemed to be humiliated. She turned over and lay on the bed, barely raised her head and shouted with a ferocious expression: "Freedom!"
Wang Ai went crazy: "Do you want to paint two lines of indigo on your face? You big beauty, don't imitate Gibson's old face, okay? I will be impotent! Ah, bastard!"
Leonie shook her body and looked back at Wang Ai, who was already on the horse: "It doesn't look like it?"
"I must teach you a deep lesson and at the same time cleanse my eyes and memory!" Wang Ai held down Leonie's waist: "Wait to die!"
"It's autumn again."
Outside the Real Madrid Sports Center, Wang Ai was jogging and lamented to the lion who insisted on following him out: "It's a cool autumn!"
"You stole my line." Leonie, who was running and panting, did not forget to attack Wang Ai.
Wang Ai patted his butt and didn't take it seriously. Suddenly, a look of pain flashed across his face, and Leonie immediately became nervous: "What's wrong?"
Wang Ai grinned and squatted down and pressed his hand on the shoe: "It's okay."
Leonie ignored the sweat on her forehead and touched it lightly with her hand: "You seem to have been injured when you were in Shenyang, right?"
"Once when I started running, I wanted to change the method of exerting force, but my big toe was tired." Wang Ai straightened up and moved around, smiling; "It's okay, I asked the doctor to see it, and he also did a X-ray examination. It's a little bruised."
"I thought you were fine."
"I thought it was fine, too."
Looking at Wang Ai who started running again, Leonie chased after her: "How about taking a rest?"
"I will reduce some training volume to recuperate." Wang Ai said something and suddenly asked: "Hey, do you think I should consider retiring? I had an injury when I was young and it healed quickly. It's been two months, right?
Are you not feeling well?"
"You got better quickly when you were a kid because your training volume was far less than what it is today, and once you got injured, you would have fun for a while to recover. How can there be so many things like now? You said that you have been idle for one day in the past two months.
"Huh?" Leonie and Wang Ai stood side by side: "Don't let those voices interfere with your judgment. The physical foundation you have laid down from the nutritional conditions since childhood, and the physical condition maintained by the scientific training you have undergone, are not like those of your older generation of stars.
The material conditions are not enough for you in your early 30s, so you can just continue to enjoy the joy of football."
Seeing Wang Ai smiling and not speaking, Leonie continued: "They all judge based on existing experience and do not really understand your situation. In fact, looking at the world, how many people have better nutritional conditions than you did when you were a child? Yes, yes
You don’t want to play football, right? When you were growing up, you had two of the most professional sports organizations at home and abroad following you at all times and providing complete services. Who has such treatment? Not to mention the Olympic Games that just passed, which actually showed that they
It’s a very powerful reality that no one even noticed.”
"Ah?" Wang Ai turned to look at the lion curiously: "Say?"
"Three years ago you were 26 and ran 9.71 seconds. Last year you were 28 and ran 9.66. This year you were 29 and ran 9.48. But what about Bolt? Since he ran 9.58 at the age of 23
I have never run under 9.6 seconds again. Most sprinters reach their peak in their early 20s. You are almost 30, which means your peak period is different from theirs."
"Okay, okay." Wang Ai put his arm around the lion's shoulders: "I feel much better."
"Go away, go away." Leonie shook her shoulders, turned around and ran to the car on the side of the road to drink water.
Returning home in a happy mood, Wang Ai ate breakfast while thinking about how to make a call to China. After finishing the meal, he also figured it out. A call was made to the deputy director's office. After a while, Yan Shiduo picked up the phone.
"Leader, I encountered such a thing now, and I want to report it to you..."
Wang Ai snapped and said, Yan Shiduo, listen, let Wang Ai wait and they will study it. This study lasted three days. When Wang Ai appeared in the Bernabeu stand for the first time this season to watch his teammates play, the phone
Just called back.
Three: first, it is allowed in principle; second, Xinhua News Agency Europe Branch was coordinated to be responsible for the Chinese media interview; third, the interview outline for Western media needs to be reviewed by Xinhua News Agency Europe Branch.
Since the stadium was quite noisy, Yan Shiduo didn't say much, leaving Wang Ai confused after hanging up the phone. The live camera happened to be sweeping over, so Wang Ai had to sit upright and prepare to watch the game.
After this noisy summer, Wang Ai's status in Real Madrid, a super luxury team, has not declined but has risen. Even if he is in the stands at this time, he is still the focus of the game. Di Stefano is constantly chatting with him, which is just right.
Relieved of Wang Ai's current discomfort, he simply chatted with Golden Arrow for the entire first half.
During the intermission, the camera stopped focusing on him. Wang Aicai and his "manager" Leoni, who kept a certain distance from each other, carefully studied the meaning of Yan Shiduo's call.
"If the leader doesn't explain it to you in detail, it's because he trusts your understanding." Leonie said with a bright smile, "If it really doesn't work, you can call tomorrow and ask for detailed advice."
Wang Ai responded: "My mind is a little confused, what is your understanding?"
"Perhaps you don't know that during the Olympics, a domestic star got divorced, and the commotion was quite big. It was said that his wife cheated on him and transferred his property. But the subtlety of this matter is that it stole the limelight of the Olympics, so at the beginning, the official media
It was very unpleasant, but later I found out that he was really wronged, and I was probably mad so I let him go."
"Who is it?"
"Silly Gener...Xu Sanduo!"
This chapter has been completed!