Due to too many tourists, it is planned to add two floors to the top floor of the Liaozu Hotel this summer. Behind a window on the fifth floor, Vice Chairman Nan Yong, who got up early, looked out the window at the waves of international players going out for morning exercises on their own.
While doing the breast expansion movement, he nodded: "This looks pretty good."
Zhu Heyuan, the national team leader who came to discuss the work, smiled: "This is better than our supervision."
"Yes." Nan Yong turned around and took the document from Zhu Heyuan's hand, and said while reading: "This little guy Wang Ai is really hated and loved at the same time."
Zhu Heyuan smiled and shook his head and sat opposite Nan Yong: "He is very subjective. It will not only interfere with our work, but also bring a good atmosphere. It depends on how we use him."
At seven o'clock in the morning, all the international players came to the restaurant. The Liaoning Football Logistics and Non-staple Food Base jointly supervised by Beyond Company and Stupid Company passed the joint acceptance of the Football Association and the National Anti-Doping Center and successfully provided food for the national players in preparation for the competition. Pork, beef, mutton,
There are all kinds of vegetables as well as turbot, grouper, sardines, tuna, etc. specially flown back by several fishing companies purchased by Beyond Company in La Coruna.
Although under the supervision of the nutrition coach, everyone cannot let go of their belly, but it is okay to have a little taste. Of course, as a landlord, Wang Ai also has his own privileges: the chef specially brought a large plate of food from the basket.
The second meal was steamed dumplings. Wang Ai shook his head and laughed. Everyone knew about his hobby. After thanking the chef for taking care of him, he picked up a dumpling with radish, shrimp skin, and beef, and ate it full of flavor.
After breakfast, the whole team was ready to leave the hotel and enter the Liaoning Football Training Ground at the back of the Dashuai Stadium for formal training. Since there are so many overseas foreign players, this is also a very important joint training, even though they have just been separated for three months, but Ali Haan had a new idea and asked for approval.
Training and strengthening.
After lunch, other teammates were preparing to take a nap, but Wang Ai planned to go to the Dashuai Stadium to take a look and get familiar with the venue. Speaking of which, he spent money and effort to build this stadium, but he has never been here before.
I played football. When I passed by the bar, several reporters unexpectedly rushed towards me. One of them, Wang Ai, knew Zhang Erwen from "Liaoyang Daily".
"Wang Ai." Senior brother shouted, Wang Ai was frightened and stopped quickly.
Zhang Erwen was so stunned. He felt a little embarrassed when he realized that the voice was too loud. He quickly stepped forward and said, "Wang Ai, I am Zhang Erwen, a reporter from Liaoshen Evening News and Liaoyang Daily. What do you think of this blog post?"
"What?" Wang Ai didn't hear clearly.
Zhang Erwen simply took out his laptop, placed it on the bar, opened the screen, and pointed: "Look at this article, "This is Our National Football Team" posted by a netizen!"
The first thing that caught Wang Ai's eyes was a picture of the two people's backs with a dark background. Wang Ai lowered his head and took a closer look, "Hey, let's go, isn't this me?" Wang Ai turned around and looked, "Hey, let's go, isn't this the photo from this morning?"
? Look back at the bar. The little girl at the bar was looking at the screen just now. Of course, she also discovered that the shooting location was right there.
"It's not me." The girl on the day shift quickly waved her hands wildly: "It's the night shift!"
Wang Ai rolled his eyes, lowered his head and continued to read this blog post with many pictures and few words: "Today is the penultimate day of the war between China and Ukraine. The shooting time was 5:25 in the morning. It was snowing heavily outside the hotel.
It was a dark night. My colleagues and I were already drowsy, but at this moment, a national football player walked into the cold night. In the deep sleep of thousands of families, he had already started a day of training. I promise, I
I'm not a reporter, and I didn't know him before. I'm just an ordinary person who was lucky enough to take this photo. When we criticize the national football team for not working hard, and when we are angry about the poor performance of the national football team, do you know?
They have made efforts that ordinary people cannot. While we are immersed in dreamland, they have already walked into the snowy night, for the national football team, for everyone, for the future, and for their ideals."
"The writing is quite tasteful." Wang Ai smacked his lips.
After this text, other team members began to appear. Bai Guanghai, Luo Tongliang and other six people gathered at the door of the hotel, and then went out one after another, followed by Lao Hao and Datou. The dark hotel door was like a big mouth of a beast,
These well-known international players were swallowed up in turn.
Wang Ai turned back and looked at Zhang Erwen with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just snowing, everyone is..."
"That's not what I'm asking!" Zhang Erwen interrupted sonorously, "I want to ask, why are you the only one and why are the others?"
Several reporters nearby wanted to speak, but seeing Zhang Erwen so stunned, they shrank decisively, but the camera and recorder were focused on Wang Ai.
Wang Ai has the wrong tooth. It’s because I have a big head and I’m trying my best to offend people. Can’t you just say something nice? The oldest and youngest members of the national team all went out for morning exercises on this snowy morning.
How inspiring is this? You have to ask why others didn't go out? What should I say? I'm already awesome enough. Why don't I offend my teammates to death if such a blog post and reporter report it?
"What? Dr. Wang, it's hard to say? As a scholar, how about your attitude of seeking truth from facts?" Zhang Erwen is Wang Ai's senior brother, relying on his status as a dedicated reporter for two Wang Ai royal media, step by step
Press hard and speak righteously.
At this time, Xu Yunlong, who was passing by and noticed that there was something exciting to see, dragged Zou Yougen, and Zhang Yaokun, the two black-faced gods, also came over. After listening, they found that it was a trap, but when they wanted to leave, it was too late.
Wang Ai took a long breath and said slowly: "Look, this morning, the people photographed in this blog post are all overseas players, right?"
"Ah, yes, what's wrong?"
Wang Ai made a gesture: "As far as I know, the nine players here all flew back to China yesterday. They were suffering from jet lag yesterday. Do you know what this means? This means that we not only have to be jet lag
, and we have to train again. The time is different, and the game is coming soon. How can we adjust our state and not fall asleep in the last game during the game time in China and the sleeping time in Europe? We have to
Seize all the time to adapt to the Chinese time and the training rhythm of the national team. As for other teammates? Either they are in the domestic league and do not need to adjust again, or like Xie Hui and Sun Jihai, they have been back for almost a week and have already adapted."
Zhang Erwen told Wang Ai that he was a little confused: "Is that so?"
"Of course!" Wang Aitian patted her chest shamelessly and said, "Otherwise, what else can we do? We are athletes!"
After dealing with the reporters, Wang Ai thought the matter had calmed down. Unexpectedly, when he was holding the ball and preparing to go out for a night run at nine o'clock in the evening, not only six people from the Tübingen team, two from the Deportivo team came, and domestic
The national football players also followed one after another. Without saying anything, the group of people disappeared into the vast snowy night under the gaze of the bar girl.
