The four hundred and twenty-eighth festival is cool and autumn (8)
Originally, what Wang Ai wanted to say was that his energy would not be exhausted. He had been studying all these years and was in good spirits. But when he thought about it, if there were too many attacks during the game, he would indeed feel mentally exhausted, so he stopped talking.
After hanging up the phone, Wang Ai and Lao Gao looked at each other. What should we do? Leaders from all walks of life and Lao Gao had different opinions. The more conservative ones and the more radical ones all made sense, just like the opinions of the team.
Not the same.
"In the final analysis, you are too important to the team and no one dares to move your position. Even these old leaders and coaches dare not comment." Lao Gao sighed and put away the phone: "You are only a young man.
I’m with my master, and everyone else is cautious and lets us make our own decision.”
Wang Ai pushed the teacup in the direction of Lao Gao and took a sip himself: "There will be an Asian Cup qualifier in November, right?"
"you come back?"
"The level of these competitions is too low. Opponents may not notice us when they study us, so we can give it a try." Wang Ai thought: "I am also just looking for a feeling. Over the years, I have always aimed at the goal when I play, and rarely aimed at anything else.
The direction.”
Lao Gao drank all the tea, chewed the bitter tea roots and pondered for a while before standing up to leave. When Wang Ai walked to the door, he said: "Director Gao, you should also pay attention to your health. I see you have eaten a lot in these years.
Why are you getting thinner and thinner? Even if you have nothing to do, you should find a chance to take a vacation for yourself."
Gao Hongbo got into his car and pulled down the window: "Next year, after the World Cup is over next year, no matter what the results are, I will go back to my country and leave. I will keep your island. I didn't stay enough last winter. What can I say next year?"
I have to go hide for a while."
Wang Ai shook his head: "I'm afraid you can't hide. If it's the top four, the country will have to celebrate for at least a month, and we have to keep spinning."
Lao Gao rarely stared at his little eyes: "You can't make me happy? Even for a little while."
Wang Ai smiled apologetically, lying on the car window and saying: "You can take a vacation after you finish your work. We have almost no problems with the 2011 Asian Cup and so on. You can take a month off in the meantime, at least. Anyway, my island is definitely
I'll keep it for you, and I'll keep the private jet for you, and I guarantee five-star treatment when you come and go! By the way, take my eldest nephew with you!"
“You can make up for it, go back, don’t you have to leave tomorrow?” Lao Gao started the vehicle.
Wang Ai nodded. Before Lao Gao stepped on the accelerator, he still couldn't forget his warning: "Since we are of the same mind, we will know how to kick you in Italy."
Wang Ai raised his hands and swore: "I will make sure not to get injured and at the same time maintain good condition!"
Lao Gao laughed, waved his hand, and disappeared into the night of Ya'er Alley in his old Toyota.
Back in the yard, Leonie was collecting teacups and dried fruits on the stone table. When she heard the sound, she said without raising her head: "Are you leaving again?"
Wang Ai was sensitive to the delicate and upright figure and the indelible resentment in his words. He stepped forward to help clean up: "Yeah, I can't go if I don't go."
As the two of them walked back to the room with their things, they passed by Kangsi's room and saw her playing games through the screen window. After the guards disappeared from their sight, Wang Ai put down her things and rubbed her hands: "So, today we are going to
Let’s have a big fight!”
Leonie's face turned red and she pushed Wang Ai's chest: "Do you really think I can take it once for half a year?"
"I asked you to go once a month, but you didn't go either." Wang Ai hugged Leonie's body from behind and put his head on her shoulder.
“I can’t take care of it when I’m busy.” Leonie closed her eyes and enjoyed the man’s hug, and suddenly said: “Shall we dance?”
"Ah?" Wang Ai opened his hands and watched Leonie turn on the computer and play soothing music. Then she came up and took his hand and walked to the "dance floor" in the middle of the room.
“It’s not bad, I learned well.” Leonie commented.
Wang Ai's body followed the music, hugging Leonie and dancing: "Is it just drawing parallels after all? What is this? The dance of death?"
“Can you talk?” Leonie rolled her eyes: “Can’t I be romantic once in a while?”
Wang Ai shut up and stopped destroying the atmosphere. Amidst the melodious music, the two looked at each other affectionately in the center of the living room, embraced each other affectionately, and danced affectionately, savoring each other's affection.
Past events, present events, future events; football, shopping malls, life ambitions; companionship, pursuit, long separation; gossip, wandering, happy days...
After a long time, Leonie, who was dancing to the music in Wang Ai's arms, raised her head: "I almost got deceived by you again."
He said it harshly, but did not let go of his hand. Wang Ai teased and said: "Just remembered? It's too late, my eldest girl. I have already eaten you with your skin and bones, and I will eat you again tonight."
"Yes." Leonie did not resist and fell into Wang Ai's arms again: "For a moment, I had the idea of putting on a wedding dress."
Wang Ai was silent for a moment: "If you want, it doesn't matter if you wear it once. Most people wear it once anyway."
"You know that's not what I'm talking about." Leonie pinched Wang Ai and raised her head: "If, I mean, if I want to marry you, how will you choose? Will you hesitate? No, don't blame yourself.
, we today are our common choices today. I just assume this question."
"How come you don't hesitate?" Wang Ai shook his head: "You are so good?"
"Well." Leonie leaned on Wang Ai's chest again, and whispered during the interval of music: "I am so good, and you are so good, it is all because of the situation we jointly chose. I know my
The problem is that the character is too strong. If it were not now, we would not have good results."
“Are you trying to justify my ruthlessness?”
Leonie laughed: "You are not sentimental, you are too dedicated. Everyone you like wants to be nice to her, and that's it... I told you, don't blame yourself, I'm not stingy.
Woman. If it were, we wouldn't be where we are today, and you might not like me either. I don't know if this was planned by you when you abducted me."
"How is it possible?" Wang Ai swore: "You and I have only been getting along for a long time, and we have the same mind. We get better and better, and then slowly it becomes like this. How many years has it been? You are my best friend and the best fun.
My partner, my best assistant, my best colleague, so naturally we will become what we are now, my lover, um, my lover."
Leonie twisted in Wang Ai's arms: "You grabbed me back just as I was about to run away."
Wang Ai already knew that this was Leonie's unique way of being angry, so he laughed without saying a word and continued to leisurely play on the dance floor.
"Originally, I was just a non-marriage person. Do you know why I am like this today?" Leonie did not raise her head: "Because of the tiger's existence, she is aloof from you and can tolerate my existence, and I can do the same."
