As expected, Inter Milan lost to Lazio, but the score was not bad, 1:2. Since the last round of Inter Milan was the Champions League semi-finals immediately after the league, they decided to win the championship temporarily, so the Italian Football Association did not prepare the championship at that time
Trophy.
Therefore, the award ceremony was moved to after this game.
The whole team hung up their medals and laughed happily on the green turf of Meazza, delighted with their results after fighting hard all season. Li Bing, Fan Zhiyi, Chen Yang, Ma Dong and others also watched the whole process and took many photos.
There are few photos, such as the scene where Wang Ai stands in the middle, with Ibrahimovic on the left and Zanetti on the right, toasting together in front of thousands of cameras.
At 11:30 p.m., Wang Ai returned home smelling of alcohol, which was relatively early. Most of the family members were waiting for him in the living room. Wang Ai happily greeted everyone and then sat on the sofa: "I'm exhausted."
"It's Xiaoqing today, right?" Xu Qinglian took a cup of tea to Wang Ai, and then went upstairs knowingly.
The only ones left on the first floor are the national team coaching staff and captain Wang Ai.
Wang Ai took a sip of water, took the medal off his neck and handed it to Lao Gao to see what was new: "First, take photos in the stadium, interview, toast, and then launch the chairman..."
"Launch Chairman?" Fan Zhiyi asked in Shanghai Mandarin.
"Ah, just pick up the old man and throw him into the sky. Figo took the lead and I did it too." Wang Ai spread his hands: "Chairman Moratti is very happy, he is old-hearted."
"Then what?" Li Bing asked curiously.
"Then everyone went to the Milan Cathedral in a convertible and held a small celebration overnight. After that, they had a meal and the fans had their own fun." Wang Ai looked at Li Bing: "Li taught you how to celebrate when you won the championship.
of?"
"..." Li Bing smiled, then smiled again: "I have never won a league championship in my career."
Fan Zhiyi and Gao Hongbo laughed out loud at the same time. Wang Ai quickly shook his head and waved his hands: "No, no, Director Li, I'm sorry, I'm not, I'm not..."
"I know." Li Bing also laughed heartily: "If Xiao Fan has more experience, let him speak."
"We had just become professional at that time, and we still followed some of our previous habits, which were not so... flashy." Fan Zhiyi recalled: "We probably took pictures, raised glasses, gave speeches to leaders, had dinners and drinks, etc., but there were no floats, nor
There were no big public events, and we were worried about causing trouble."
"By the way, Xiao Wang." Fan Zhiyi suddenly asked: "Shall we start working tomorrow? What is the process?"
Chen Yang also asked: "The next Champions League semi-final is on the 5th, the Italian Cup final is on the 13th, and the Champions League final is on the 27th. There is dancing in between. I also want to visit your Maldives."
A few people laughed. This trip was meant to be "overtime" during the vacation, so it was natural to combine work and rest. However, Wang Ai was a landlord, so of course he had to follow the landlord's arrangements.
"I have two purposes for inviting everyone here." Wang Ai said frankly: "The first is, of course, that I hope everyone will have an in-depth look at Inter Milan's preparation process for the competition. I don't understand tactical command, but I think that the stone from other mountains is still more or less.
It’s somewhat useful.”
Li Bing and Fan Zhiyi nodded silently.
"Secondly, I also hope to ask some senior football players to take advantage of this period of time to help me check on my situation."
Li Bing's eyes focused on Wang Ai's face, Fan Zhiyi raised his head, and Chen Yang hugged his shoulders.
"Inter Milan is a rock from other people's mountains to you, and you are also a rock from others' mountains to me. In the past few years, my performance has been great and I have made too many achievements. In China, except for Director Xu and Director Gao, I dare to say that I have almost no one."
." Having said this, Wang Ai made a few gestures: "This is how the business league is, applauding the superior and suppressing the inferior. In my current situation, except for my family, I can hardly hear any objections. But
, If this continues for a long time, I will definitely make omissions in the technical and tactical aspects of football. Director Li, Director Fan, you have all played as forwards, and you are the benchmark for the national football team in a historical period. You have retired and engaged in youth training in recent years. There are more
Thinking, so my selfish intention is to ask you to help me see if there are any problems."
Li Bing and Fan Zhiyi looked at each other, and Li Bing said slowly: "Xiao Fan has won an Asian Footballer of the Year, but I have only won a Chinese Footballer of the Year. If I want to teach you, the World Footballer of the Year, I may not be able to do it."
"
Fan Zhiyi followed in confusion: "Xiao Wanger, you are already the number one player in world football, and you are an almost perfect offensive player. I don't know much about Coach Li, but I have watched almost every game you have played since 2002."
, your attack techniques are very comprehensive, and every technique is top-notch, super first-class. I believe you are omnipotent in attacks. You..."
Chen Yang made the final decision: "You are already perfect, what more do you want?"
Ma Dong also followed: "In other words, what do you plan to ask Director Li and Director Fan to help you? You must have a goal."
Wang Ai breathed a sigh of relief: "Some time ago, I suddenly realized that I will be 23 years old soon, and the World Cup only comes once every four years. If I don't seize the time and do everything possible to strengthen myself, I will wait until I am most familiar with and have the most tacit understanding."
These teammates are old and retired, and I may not be able to do anything about the World Cup."
Several people looked at each other, still a little confused. Fan Zhiyi asked impatiently: "Please make it clear, what do you want?"
Wang Ai pursed his lips and suddenly smiled: "As a football player, I have reached this point. There should be only one pursuit for the next step, right?"
Chen Yang leaned over and pressed Wang Ai's arm: "What do you mean?"
Wang Ai nodded and took a breath: "I want to try lifting the Hercules Cup once in my life."
Li Bing started coughing violently, Fan Zhiyi rubbed his face, Gao Hongbo changed his crossed legs, Chen Yang murmured to himself, Ma Dong stood up and turned around and patted Wang Ai on the shoulder: "Old classmate,
You are bragging...no, your thoughts are really..."
After a few people calmed down, Wang Aicai said: "I will be 24 next year, 28 next year, and 32 next year. It's hard to say what will happen in the future. It may determine my personal, Chinese football, everyone, and the whole of China. In just a few minutes, I will be 32.
No."
Speaking of this, Wang Ai looked at Lao Gao: "When I was a child, I asked Director Gao about many things in the past. From Director Gao, I learned that the past cannot be forgotten."
Li Bing shook his head and sighed, and Fan Zhiyi said quickly: "Do you want to go for that goal? Do you want to follow that standard?"
Wang Ai said sincerely: "I didn't expect the Football Association to invite you to a high-level coaching team beforehand. It was the idea that came to me after you came. You are the most luxurious team that China can put together now, and I am here
I can only trust you in this matter."
Li Bing and Fan Zhiyi's eyes were so bright and scary.
