Martin shook his head, applauded and laughed when he heard this: "I have decided not to change this interview word for word. I think the fans will love you to death after reading it."
Wang Ai smiled, shook his head and pointed to the Italian sofa where Martin was sitting: "I think I should love them more. Although it is impossible for me to truly love everyone, at least my attitude should be
so."
Martin also thought about it seriously and decided to give up this direction, because if the discussion continues, "people first" will come out, which will have a political flavor.
"Some people say that you have sounded the alarm for next year's awards season? Is that true? Did you do such an amazing move before this year's Golden Globes were awarded just to leave a deep impression in the minds of the judges?"
Wang Ai smiled after hearing this: "I think that there are other awards for the Golden Globe Award. Simply considering it from the perspective of fighting for it, it may be difficult to achieve what you want."
"Oh?" Martin became interested: "On behalf of the readers, I am very interested in this. I would like to ask the star who has won the most Golden Globe Awards and World Footballer Awards in history to tell us the secret of winning the award."
Wang Ai was amused again: "What I mean is that although everyone wants to win the award, the focus should be on themselves. Because the awarding cycle is very long, a whole year, and there are 70 or 80 high-intensity games played in the middle
, so you can’t focus on external things. Performance on the field is the foundation, and training is the foundation of performance on the field. These are all things that require a high degree of concentration, so how can you have the energy to think about other things?
You just need to go all out and be yourself. Your performance on the field is public and can be seen by everyone. If you really show a performance worthy of winning an award, at least you will definitely be shortlisted, right? The whole world
With so many players, it’s already amazing to be shortlisted.”
Martin nodded frequently as he listened: "You mean you rarely think about award-winning things in your life?"
"Haha, I actually have a lot to think about, mainly because I often see relevant news in various channels or be asked about it. But the time consumed is indeed very small. I believe the two of them are also in harmony with each other.
I am the same, otherwise you wouldn’t be able to compete with me for ten consecutive years.”
"Is this a compliment to them?"
"This is just my speculation. As for praise or criticism, it is up to your readers."
"What if there is criticism? For example, you don't love life enough?"
"I think as long as it's not illegal or morally inappropriate, we will stick to it."
"Let's go back to yesterday's game again. How do you feel about Barcelona? I heard that many fans there, um, said bad things to you?"
"It's completely understandable, if I were a fan I would also like to use legal means to reduce the opponent's combat effectiveness. So it's okay, there is no real hatred between me and them, and I must reiterate that I respect the Barcelona team and I am very
I like the city of Barcelona, and I also like Messi and Suarez. Although we lack off-field interactions, it does not affect my affection for them. Because I know that they have overcome countless difficulties and put in countless hard work today.
of."
"But few people say how hard Messi's training is. He seems to just rely on talent?"
"I have not been deeply involved in Messi's life. Maybe you are right, but it is more likely that Messi does not want people to know this or show this. If I remember correctly, he has a small stadium at home.
What do you think that is for? For picnics?"
Before the two o'clock training, the interview, which could fit into two pages, officially ended. Martin hurriedly reported to the editor and went to the editor. Wang Ai also relaxed in the company of Leonie. Although they are old friends, Martin is not
He will take the initiative to dig holes, but if Wang Ai jumps into the hole by himself, it's hard to say how Martin will perform.
Leonie comforted Wang Ai: "He is not so short-sighted."
"You have to be careful when you need to be careful. Who knows if he will suddenly cheat me?" Wang Ai shook his head: "Don't think that people are so rational. Most people are influenced by emotions."
"For example, you are so tired that you don't even want to open your eyes and your hands are not honest?"
"Uh..." Wang Ai took his hand out of Leonie's pants at the waist and looked at it in surprise: "It actually has autonomous consciousness?"
Leonie pouted: "Will it slap you?"
He moved his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then slapped Wang Ai on his face. Leonie was shocked and said: "Are you serious?"
Wang Ai looked at Leonie and said, "Hey, hey, hey." The lioness suddenly stood on her back, covered her butt, took two steps back, turned around and ran away.
After scaring away the lioness, Wang Ai knew that the sound of closing the door and locking the door was serious, but he still did not move for the time being. He calmed down and recalled the content of the interview just now, speculated on the reactions of all parties after the interview was released, and then remembered after yesterday's game.
His social account has not been updated yet, so he started to wonder whether it was too late to update, whether it was appropriate, and what content to update.
After Wang Ai had figured it out, the lioness came back to his side again and sat quietly looking at him, looking at him in a daze.
Wang Ai took a deep breath, said "Waiting", then walked to the computer in the living room on the third floor and posted messages on multiple social accounts with pictures and text: "Unforgettable night at Camp Nou!
"
The first picture is the opening group photo, the second picture is the demons dancing in the locker room after the game, the third picture is a bird's-eye view of Camp Nou at night, the fourth picture is Barcelona's regular urban area, and the fifth picture is Wang Ai playing with yesterday on the plane
The sixth picture is of the Real Madrid fans who greeted them after getting off the plane, the seventh picture is of Wang Ai pointing at a car full of gifts and laughing, the eighth picture is of Wang Ai showing off his skills to the teenagers in the backyard, and the ninth picture is
In the living room, Wang Ai and Martin sat opposite each other and talked.
"What do you think the first netizen comment will say?" Leonie lay on Wang Ai's back.
"I can't guess the brain circuits of netizens." Wang Ai smiled and refreshed, and the first comment appeared: "Big giveaway! More!"
Leonie said dissatisfied: "Is this a reporter?"
"Probably so. Anyway, they are staring at me the most closely, and they are pointing out that I am alive." Wang Ai let go of the mouse, stretched out his hand and put his arm around Leonie's waist and turned around: "Let's start the war!"
"Afraid of you?" Leonie imitated Xu Qinglian's stubbornness, but she couldn't imitate Xu Qinglian's acting skills, and now she can't stand still.
Three days later, Dortmund came to visit. As the two teams that had already qualified, both sides had diverted their attention away from this game, so it went very easily. Wang Ai still had to play because of his good performance in the previous game.
After 60 minutes, the final 2 goals and 1 assist won the whole house.
This chapter has been completed!