Chapter 393 666 (3)

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 "Oh, I haven't given birth yet."

On the morning of the 25th, Wang Ai circled the cat's nest three times to the left and three to the right, looking at the big belly but still looking up at his little flower: "But I'm going to Germany, your hometown, to compete. It's two days before and after.

, can you wait for me?"

"Meow." Xiaohua replied.

Kang Si pulled Wang Ai and said, "It's her first time as a mother. Please let her go smoothly."

"Okay." Wang Ai bent down and touched Xiaohua's head and belly: "Be good."

Xiaohua licked Wang Ai's fingers and expressed her calmness to the people in the circle above her head. Wang Ai straightened up and said, "Let's go then. Self-improvement, Elements, Anna will come on the plane with me, Zhao Dan, Liu Liang, Su Shi, you guys

Let’s take a flight. Zhang Guang, Marissa, please stay at home.”

Then Wang Ai pointed: "If anything happens to these two pregnant women, you should be here to give them more strength."

"Are you really not going to use the female textile worker's horn?" Leonie asked, hugging Huang Xin.

"Let's take a look again. This time there are mainly a lot of people taking the flight, otherwise we wouldn't be short of a few people like me." Wang Ai waved his hand: "You guys take good care of your house, I'm leaving."

After going out to the airport, boarded the Real Madrid plane from the Real Madrid dedicated passage and apron. After entering the cabin, Qian Ziqiang, Jin Yue, and Anna naturally went to the cabin of the entourage, which was filled with the players' assistants and security guards. If

Of course, if you have a wife or female companion, you can enter the player cabin.

"Wang, I saw something interesting."

As soon as he entered the cabin, Marcelo waved to Wang Ai, who walked over with his bag on his back: "What?"

Since the last time Marcelo watched a movie loudly and disturbed Cross on the other side of the aisle, Wang Ai has changed to this position. Anyway, Wang Ai has earplugs, so when he feels sleepy, he just puts them on and goes to bed. Wang Ai guessed that Cross was because

Marcelo, Ramos, Cristiano Ronaldo, Bale, Benzema and his own portrait were spray-painted on the outer wall of the plane, but without him, he was mentally unbalanced.

After watching a soap opera with Marcelo for a while, Wang Ai returned to his seat, took out his laptop and connected it to the wires and network cables. He put on his headphones and connected to the country. The college team appeared on the screen, still in his familiar office.

.

Marcelo poked his head over and took a look, and found that it was a group of old men who couldn't understand. He shook his head and went back to watch his cartoons.

The low-pitched conversation, all in Chinese, also made teammates less interested. Wang Ai was sure that many members of the opposite team were star-chasers. For example, Zidane took a look when he was passing by, and a guy opposite him looked obviously excited. However,

Wang Aike doesn’t care about that. Of course, everyone is allowed to take pictures inside the Real Madrid plane, and they can also show it to outsiders, but if teammates are involved, it is easy to cause controversy.

After all, not everyone wants their private photos to be shared.

After flying here for a while, the plane over there has landed. Wang Ai put away his notebook, picked up the thermos cup and took a sip. Then he put away the cup, picked up his backpack, and filed out with everyone, heading to the hotel.

This is the second round of the Champions League group stage, and the opponent is Dortmund, the deputy squad leader of the Bundesliga.

Kang Si was already waiting at the hotel. Wang Ai put down her bag and looked at her and several other women: "Didn't you go out for a walk?"

Kang Si turned around and looked out the window at Yima Pingchuan and shook her head: "Forget it, it's a small place."

Wang Ai laughed and said: "Don't worry about me. You have been holding it in BJ for two years. When you come out, you will hold it in Madrid. No, go and finish it."

"Really?" Kangsi became happy.

"Isn't that right? Do you have money?"

"Yes, I don't have to spend money on food, accommodation and entertainment at home. I also receive a monthly subsidy, so I can't even spend it... Are you going? Uh," Kangsi stood up in a panic and turned to Anna: "Is there anything you need to clean up?

"

Anna shook her head, and Kangsi happily pulled her and waved to the guards: "Come on, I'm treating you!"

They walked to the door, and Wang Ai's voice came from behind: "It's tonight, I'll accompany you for a walk around the area."

Kangsi paused, turned around and snickered: "What would the little beauty say if she were here?"

"She would say, well, who cares!"

The women went out to play happily. Wang Ai got up and looked at the luxurious suite and expressed satisfaction. Although it was a bit crowded with many people, the sofa could still sleep two people.

At the beginning of the night, Wang Ai put on makeup and left with a group of security guards from the side door of the hotel, walking on the deserted streets of Dortmund: "Sure enough, there are not many people."

Kangsi raised her finger: "The seventh largest city in Germany, with a population of 600,000, is equivalent to a county in China. Look, it is almost the same as a county town. There is not even a building above ten stories."

Wang Ai put his hands behind his back and looked into the distance: "Germany is a great plain, so the population and buildings are equally divided."

"How about the afternoon training?" Kangsi put her hands in the pockets of her windbreaker and couldn't help but jump around as she walked.

Wang Ai also felt happy when he looked at her: "It's nothing special. The Iduna Signal Park Stadium is still like that. I went there a lot in the two years of the Bundesliga."

"You enjoyed those two years, right?"

"What? Oh!" Wang Ai understood and recalled: "The things that can immediately flood into my memory now are actually the roasted elbows in Munich and the early summer and early autumn in the riverside park."

Seeing Kang Si looking at him curiously, Wang Ai smiled and said: "Maybe it's because of too much pressure at work. Yes, it's the super giant war you think of. Ah, I have never encountered such a crazy opponent. Of course.

, I didn’t care much about this before, and I was forced to do that that time. In short, because of the high pressure at work, everyone tried their best to help me relieve the pressure in life. And at that time, I still had a lot of freedom to go out of the house.

Less than 50 meters away is a large artificial forest, where I can vent to my heart's content every day, practice as much as I want, and practice whatever I want, without anyone looking at me."

"This freedom and relief support you in your arduous struggle to win."

"Yes." Wang Ai stretched out his hand and put it on Kangsi's shoulder: "Actually, it's good to go to Manchester City. You can feel comfortable in the vast mountains and forests, but it's too desolate. But it's better than Madrid. Apart from home, I'm here all the time.

Under the camera, I finally found a large open space outside the Real Madrid Sports Center. It was still empty and flat. Even the tabloid reporters didn’t like it. Photographing them every day was boring. In fact, I was even more bored. I couldn’t practice even if I wanted to.

, it’s not good if I don’t practice. It’s not even good if I don’t go. I just didn’t want to move that time, so the next day they talked nonsense, oh, it’s just like going to work, being forced to go to work.”

Kangsi was amused by Wang Ai and giggled: "Is the one in Munich the best?"

"Looking at it now, it's almost the same. The artificial forest is in the middle of many residential areas. People come and go, so there is no security problem, but it is not crowded with people and activities. It is just in the middle. The key is to be close to

It’s close to home. It’s not impossible to find places like that in Madrid, but it takes at least half an hour to drive out, which is too luxurious, and I don’t want to be too far away from home.”

"The only thing to blame is that the Real Madrid Sports Center is too close to the airport."


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