The impact of this game is so great that it is completely beyond Wang Ai's imagination.
After receiving the gift the next day, I hurried to the airport to pick up Zhao Junzhe, Liu Shangjie's Liaoning Football Team, and Genbao Base's "Junior Real Madrid Training Week" group before I even had time to look at it. Someone came out of nowhere and surrounded him.
Solid.
Later, it was with the help of airport security that Wang Ai was able to escape. After returning home, Leonie suggested that she should accept an interview and talk about the game to save reporters from love and hatred. Wang Ai had to contact Martin, who was full of sadness.
Although Wang Ai was magnanimous and did not pursue his breach of contract last time, the relationship between the two had already cracked.
"Doctor, this is the interview outline I just drafted. Do you want to take a look?" Martin stood in the backyard of Wang Ai's house and handed the paper in his hand to Wang Ai, who was sitting on the recliner.
Wang Ai pointed to the chair next to him: "Wait a moment, these kids are showing me their skills."
Martin took a look and saw a group of yellow-skinned and black-haired teenagers staring at him with hatred.
"This is a Chinese football boy?" Martin asked carefully after sitting down.
"Well, I came to Real Madrid to experience the training class." Wang Ai continued to stare intently. Zhao Junzhe waved his hand solemnly and the drill continued.
"They are so lucky to have a superstar like you personally helping them."
"It's just fine."
Martin stayed with Wang Ai until noon. In the middle, Wang Ai came off the stage several times to practice certain technical moves. Of course, he also performed a few performances at the request of the enthusiastic teenagers.
Wang Ai put one arm around Zhao Junzhe's shoulders and the other around Liu Shangjie's shoulders and walked into the bustling restaurant. When he saw the teenagers looking at him, he smiled: "Why are you looking at me? I'm not very hungry, hurry up and eat!"
The children laughed loudly and started eating from their own plates, but their eyes glanced at the three adults from time to time.
Zhao Junzhe is okay, his reputation is still there, but Liu Shangjie is miserable. He is just a cook. The children in Genbao base look down on him in football. Until they see Wang Ai and Liu Shangjie, they are familiar faces and lively children.
So he started thinking, and this was exactly what Wang Ai wanted.
Old brother, I can help you a lot.
In the afternoon, the reluctant children got on the bus and drove to the Real Madrid base near the airport. They will spend half a month here. It was originally a week. When picking them up this morning, Wang Ai called the base.
I called, but the result was: "How can one week be enough? Half a month, the cost will be the same!"
Wang Ai understood that this was another commendation given to him by the club in addition to goal bonuses, winning bonuses, and shareholder gifts. Although there was not much money, Wang Ai accepted it as he thought. This also meant that the children
You can go back to your country with yourself during the winter break.
Martin also mixed in a nutritious Chinese meal. After eating, he sat in the living room and asked, "Would you like to take a nap first?"
"Forget it." Wang Ai smiled and said: "You are not an idle person. It was enough to delay you all morning. I forgive you."
"You just forgive me?" Martin was shocked.
Wang Ai smiled and stretched out his hand, shaking hands with his old friend across the coffee table, and smiling away his grudges.
"You scored 5 goals at Camp Nou, which greatly broke the original record. Is it because of hatred?" Martin went directly to the topic.
"No, no, no." Wang Ai denied repeatedly: "I have no hatred for Barcelona or that city."
"What about you and Messi? You are competitors on many levels."
"Competition does not mean hatred. Ronaldo and I are competitors, but you see? We are good friends."
"Then will you talk about competition in private? For example, if he wins the award this year, will you congratulate him? Sincerely?"
"Of course." Wang Ai said calmly: "Modern football has gone through so many years of reform, and so many seniors have painstakingly transformed it. It has become very civilized, not only on the field, but also off the field. For example, C and I
This kind of relationship is competition, and it is very fierce, but it does not affect our personal friendship. Why? Because the direction of the awarding rules is against bottomless competition, although competition still exists, and even some vicious competition, such as in the critical stage of awarding
Releasing some news that is not conducive to the other party, but the impact is still limited and basically will not shake the judges' hearts. So between me and Ronaldo, and me and Messi, no matter how much we compete, it is
Civilization has a bottom line, because the rules require us to be civilized, so of course, our friendship is preserved."
"Let's get back to the topic of yesterday's game." Martin paused: "You just denied the existence of hatred, but it is well known that Real Madrid and Barcelona are playing the most intense El Clasico. There are many grievances between the two sides, and you happen to
In this game, you created five goals in a single game for the second time since returning to La Liga...Wow, I can't believe it when I say this."
Wang Ai smiled: "You also said it was the second time."
"But it's Barcelona after all, isn't it?" Martin's smile concealed his stubbornness.
"Okay, it's Barcelona." Wang Ai explained: "But I am a very self-focused person. I spend most of my time honing my skills, exercising, and preparing for games. My historical grudges against the two teams,
Frankly speaking, I don’t know much about them. In my eyes, all opponents are basically the same, and they all have to be defeated with all their strength. Apart from that, there is basically nothing else, especially in terms of emotions.”
Martin nodded and heard Wang Ai continue: "My understanding of professional players is that everything I have is given to me by the fans. I must carry out their will and fulfill their requirements. This is the pressure of survival and also
Moral pressure. Unless my ability is limited and I really can't do it, I will definitely try my best. So when the fans need to score more goals, I will score more goals. When the fans call on me to play better, I will
I will do more beautiful moves. When the fans want me to help the team win, I will make the goals myself and give them to my teammates if they have good opportunities."
Seeing that Wang Ai had finished speaking, Martin followed up and said: "So, when Real Madrid fans want you to work hard to defeat Barcelona and score as many goals as possible?"
"Yes." Wang Ai nodded simply.
"Isn't this hatred? There is inevitably something emotional in the fans' demands."
Wang Ai thought for a while: "There is hatred between the two countries, so they fight, but is there necessarily hatred between the soldiers of the two countries?"
After Martin heard this and thought about it, he suddenly laughed and said: "You actually compare the fans to kings and yourself to soldiers? You must know that many fans have the opposite view of you."
Wang Ai also laughed: "That can only mean that we love each other."
This chapter has been completed!