Early the next morning, an energetic Wang Ai took two guards out and got in the car to the Real Madrid Sports Center.
The director of the center invited Wang Ai to train inside many times. Wang Ai also went there several times, but every time he had to ask someone to open the door, and he couldn't make too much noise, so he gradually stayed outside. Night training is better.
Yes, Spaniards are all night owls. No one complained that Wang Ai came late, but they all said that he went to bed early.
Gradually, diligent Spanish fans came to watch Wang Ai's training in the morning. After all, this is a large open space, and anyone can come. However, some of Wang Ai's trainings are not allowed to be seen, so this morning gradually became
Pure physical training.
Training on footwork, such as four-section running, can only be done at night... Thinking of this, Wang Ai couldn't help but miss his previous clubs. The mountains of Inter Milan, the parks of Bayern, the woods of Manchester City...
"Why do I feel a little strange after leaving Manchester City for just one year?" Wang Ai returned home and sat on the porch panting to cool off: "Do you think I have really played football in Manchester City?"
"Didn't Aguero call you a few days ago?" Leonie, who was steaming from practicing ten-danjin, disagreed: "I think you just lack a sense of belonging to Manchester City, otherwise you wouldn't always talk about Inter Milan.
.”
Xu Qinglian, who was playing Wuqinxi on the other side, said lightly: "As I get older, I start to miss the past and always talk about the past, oh!"
Xu Qinglian, who was hit in the butt by an orange, simply stopped practicing "this crap" and came over to fight with Wang Ai. Wang Ai struggled and said: "You are acting shamelessly again. You are the laziest during exercise."
"Life lies in stillness!" Xu Qinglian put her hands on her hips and showed off her figure without any concealment.
"Okay!" Wang Ai stood up and pointed at Xu Qinglian's nose: "Don't say don't move! I'll tell you to stay still!"
The two were having fun when the little beauty poked her head out of the kitchen window: "It's time to eat."
Wang Ai's only privilege in the restaurant is to have a huge table, which is convenient for him to read newspapers while eating. Since there are many women here this time, there are also many female guards, and for a while, the restaurant is full of people. Wang Ai doesn't care.
They were whispering to each other and even talking nonsense, while he concentrated on eating his own nutritious meal and reading his own newspaper.
"The strongest shooter in the world! Tsk, the media in Madrid still love me!" Wang Ai turned over one picture with satisfaction, but was suddenly taken away by Leonie, so she had to look at the next one.
Huang Xin, who was opposite, pushed her phone: "No, the domestic media's headline is 'The King is Coming', saying that you are worthy of being a superstar."
Wang Ailai glanced at him with amusement: "Superstar or something, that's it. I'm just an athlete."
Huang Xin happily took back the phone, and the little beauty pouted at the side: "Two days later it's the King's Cup against Celta Vigo. I don't think Real Madrid's condition will be adjusted so quickly, and Celta Vigo is not easy to mess with, you
What are you going to do? Continue riding the Savior alone?”
"It depends on the situation." Wang Ai straightened his back; "I actually feel quite tired."
The little beauty rolled her eyes fiercely, she worked so hard last night, why didn't she tire you to death?
"Gucci is having a promotion meeting this afternoon, which one of you will go with me?" Wang Ai suddenly remembered something: "Who is free?"
Xu Qinglian raised her hand: "I don't feel well, I want to lie down!"
Leonie shook her head: "My native language is German, and Adi's business is suitable for me."
The little beauty also refused: "I want to sort out the Coca-Cola contract renewal matter."
Huang Xin looked around: "Then, it's me?"
Everyone nodded together, Huang Xin sighed: "Okay, what's your identity?"
"My manager, um, one of them... um, is responsible for general business activities, official activity docking, organization and coordination. Leonie is responsible for matters related to Adi, CY Sports Company and Beyond Sports Company. Xiaomei is fully responsible
Lead my assistant's work, including the review of reports from both brokerage companies, event approval, and contract negotiation." Wang Ai divided the work as he spoke: "As for Qinglian, I will accompany guests on official activities and my life assistant.
.”
Huang Xin, Leonie, and Xiaomei all nodded subconsciously. This is their current work scope, but it is not very fixed. Xu Qinglian raised her hand: "I don't want to do it. You and I are enjoying the happiness, and we are not here to be long-term workers!"
"
Wang Ai simply ignored Xu Qinglian's intermittent madness. Leonie took the lead, holding Huang Xin with one hand and Xiaomei with the other. They collectively rejected Xu Qinglian and formed a united front. Xu Qinglian looked around, lonely, and finished eating in a boring way.
breakfast.
"You and I are here to enjoy ourselves!"
In the morning, Wang Ai was studying UEFA training materials in the study room when Xu Qinglian barged in aggressively. Wang Ai blinked, suddenly stood up and hugged Xu Qinglian's waist, and then exerted force... When Xu Qinglian woke up, she found herself in the small space under the desk.
In the space, you looked up and saw the hateful face of a man. He pointed at his belt: "Come and enjoy yourself!"
In the evening, when Wang Ai and Huang Xin came back from the Gucci event, they brought a bunch of Gucci clothes and small gifts. When they went home, they distributed them one by one. Not only women had them, but men also had them. When they were waiting to distribute them to Xu Qinglian, she grabbed Wang Ai
Ai's ears turned aside and he whispered a threat: "Next time I'll spit on your face!"
Wang Ai's response was to touch Xu Qinglian's smooth face with a smile.
The next afternoon, Wang Ai showed up at the Real Madrid Sports Center for training. Before the training, the club director held a small ceremony for Wang Ai to celebrate his scoring 5 goals for Real Madrid in two consecutive games. As for the gift, the original one was a knight
Sword, it is said that the reason is because Wang Ai gave Yin Buguan sword as a gift last year, and thought Wang Ai likes cold weapons.
Not to mention, Wang Ai really likes this one-meter-long sword with a gleaming cold light. I don’t know if it will break when cutting wood. People say it is made according to the orthodox knight sword, not a handicraft.
After a little excitement, the training began. Zidane conveyed the news that the shareholders were dissatisfied with the team's performance, and the training was much stricter. Superstars including Ronaldo, Benzema, and Ramos did not dare to prick and train.
also worked extra hard.
Although from the perspective of Wang Ai who participated, the training intensity was just that, everyone worked really hard. They trained 10 minutes more than usual, and practiced for a full hour and a half in the afternoon!
Carrying the wooden box tied with a ribbon, Wang Ai walked into the parking lot under the western sun. Qian Ziqiang did not see the small ceremony and came over to look at it curiously. Wang Ai shook the box in a show off: "Knight Sword
, it is said that it is a real weapon, not a handicraft, and I don’t understand what the center of gravity is.”
"Really?" Qian Ziqiang took the box and turned it over without opening it rashly: "Don't tell me, the weight is like an epee?"
"How fresh!" Wang Ai got into the car and sat down: "What's my physique? In A Song of Ice and Fire, if it's not a magic mountain, it must be a hunting dog, right?"
This chapter has been completed!