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Chapter 87? Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sinking boat (Part 1)

 Coming out of the stadium, Wang Ai got into Yan Zhu's Bentley Flying Spur and was about to leave when someone shouted from behind. Wang Ai turned around to see, it was Robben.

"Alger?" Wang Ai pressed down the car window and looked at him strangely.

"Rey, my car broke down." Robben smiled shyly.

No matter how familiar he is with people, Robben always has this shyness when making requests to others. Even after getting in the car, he still doesn't know how to explain it. Hey, a paragraph is missing! If you like it, please collect it: (www

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"I don't know, it won't start. When I came here today, I came as a club bus." The unlucky Robben started chatting: "I knew I should buy a Japanese car, it is fuel-efficient and stable. Yours

How is this car?"

"Didn't you open it once?" Damn, another paragraph is missing! Zhaishuyuan www.zhaishuyuan.com, the fastest update of the latest chapter!

After saying that, the car calmed down and the greetings between the two ended here. Wang Ai glanced at Robben from the rearview mirror and found that he seemed to be struggling with something. This Dutchman has a very rich inner world, always for no reason.

There will be some ideological conflicts. In other words, Robben, who is still young now, is still a literary young man.

Wang Ai didn't know what he was struggling with in his mind. The car moved forward slowly in the traffic. After driving for 20 minutes, the front became clearer. It was already in the suburbs of London. It seemed that the brightness in front made Robben figure something out.

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"Rey, how is Spain?"

"La Liga?" Wang Ai responded, but felt weird in his heart. Sure enough, Robben continued: "My agent told me that there are several Spanish teams that want me, but I am doing well in London.

The team doesn’t restrict me either.” Today, I can’t read and I’m missing another paragraph! Remember it in one second, Zhaishuyuan (www.zhaishuyuan.com).

"Uh..." Robben was stunned, then laughed: "I don't know, maybe it was because of Wright's look that I felt a little emotional. You know I have lived independently since I was very young, and I have become accustomed to playing in various football clubs.

The team is working hard to improve. But Wright, he is an excellent winger. When he came with you this season, I knew that I encountered a strong opponent at my position. But I didn't expect that Wright would decline so quickly.

.Chelsea is a great place, but it is also a very competitive place."

Wang Ai nodded with deep sympathy, but still comforted him: "Jose is good and fair. As long as you perform well, you won't have to worry about not having a chance to perform."

"Yes." Robben nodded and suddenly turned to another topic: "Rey, did you go to Turin on the 14th?"

"Yeah." Wang Ai nodded and recalled: "I am the winner of the European Golden Boy Award in 2002, 2003 and 2004. Last year I voluntarily gave up the next competition. One is that if I don't give up on my performance, I may still win.

Winning the award is good for me, but it’s not good for this award, and it’s also bad for me in the long run. On the other hand, the editorial department may be under a lot of pressure, so it’s better for everyone if I give up. In this way, this year’s awards will be

If you don’t invite me when the time comes, I will go and present the award.”

"The winner is the little guy from Argentina, right?"

"Yes." Wang Ai sighed: "Lio Messi is an amazing guy."

"You actually said he was great?" Robben completely returned to his normal mood and joked with Wang Ai.

"Ah? Ah, he is indeed amazing. And you, Alger, you are also amazing. Didn't the newspaper say a few days ago that the best winger in the world is you, Duff and Joe?"

"But you are the even more amazing Number Nine and a Half."

Wang Ai smiled and shook his head: "I can only say that with this potential, a player who cannot start or play the entire game cannot be a No. 9 and a half."

While chatting and laughing, the car drove back to Cobham. When passing by the gate of the base, the gatekeeper waved to the car. Wang Ai got out of the car. The other person handed him a parcel. When he looked at the address, coincidentally, it was from Turin.

In the car, Yan Zhu drove to Robben's house. Wang Ai opened the parcel. Inside were souvenirs from the 4th European Golden Boy Awards, mainly photos and the next day's "Turin Sports News", as well as a letter from the editorial department.

Thank you letter.

Wang Ai's arrival has greatly increased the ratings of this awards show, and this is where the gratitude comes from.

Wang Ai did not look at these carefully, but dug out the photos of that night, including photos of him arriving at the venue, photos of him taking his seat, and of course several photos of him on stage, receiving the golden ball from the deputy editor,

Turn around and award the photo to Messi.

In terms of age, Messi is several months older than him, but on this occasion, he is like an "old-timer". Judging from the photos, although both of them look young, Wang Ai is taller

He is a head taller than Messi, and he does look a bit like a senior.

I still remember that after this photo was published in China, there was a little excitement in the country. But they didn't know that as the little itch became more and more severe in the future, this photo would become more and more valuable.

"The Man Who Gives the Award to Messi"!

When I think about it, I feel so beautiful!

Robben took a look at the photo, said hello to Wang Ai, and walked to his villa with his bag on his back. Yan Zhu turned the steering wheel silently and walked home. When he found Wang Ai smiling silly, he couldn't help but said: "This guy is very powerful.

?"

"He is..." Wang Aigang wanted to say something, but suddenly fell silent.

"Really, what am I thinking? What's the big deal about giving Messi an award? Where was he when I won the Champions League Golden Boot? In the future, I should be stronger than him." Wang Ai did not speak.

, complaining in his heart that he was so intimidated by the star halo that he lost the stable psychological quality that professional players should maintain at all times.

Teammate Wright Phillips is the best example. Playing in the richest league in the world, every move and every psychological fluctuation will be shown in front of countless people. If you slack off a little bit, your status will immediately plummet.

.It was precisely because of his psychological problems that Wright lost the opportunity to rise further at Chelsea.

"Thousands of sails are passing by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of spring trees are in front of the diseased trees!" Wang Ai recited a poem when he crossed the house, which made Yan Zhu quite baffled.

During dinner, Wang Ai's emotions were still lingering in his heart, and he suddenly said to Yan Zhu and Zhao Dan: "If one day I am seriously injured and unable to recover, will you evacuate?"

The two looked up at Wang Ai strangely, and Zhao Dan thought: "When we came here, the leader told us that it was the sports theorist Wang Ai who was protected, not the star, so I guess there is nothing wrong."

Yan Zhuxia chopsticks said slowly: "If you retire, the safety risk will not be high. Then Xiao Zhao may return to his original unit, but... I won't."

"Huh?" Wang Ai looked at Yan Zhu strangely.

Yan Zhu smiled: "On December 15 this year, I retired."


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