At 11:30 pm on December 20, 2009, in Milan, a city in northern Italy, the Meazza Stadium in the western suburbs witnessed an ordinary match in the 17th round of the Serie A 2009-10 season. But after the game, there were fireworks inside and outside the stadium.
Fireworks soared into the sky.
Although it was a temporary preparation, all parties were very enthusiastic. After Moratti received a positive reply from Wang Ai before the game, the club, the stadium and the Milan city government all took action. Bundles of fireworks were deafening in the stadium.
Quietly placed amid cheers.
When Wang Ai took the much-anticipated third direct free kick of the game in the second half, finally scoring after the first two had missed, the staff outside the stadium high-fived each other.
That slightly strange man who was obviously a big star but went to the Milan Agricultural College every day to take classes, used his feet to find a glorious path and stepped onto the altar step by step. The city of Milan was fortunate to have him and share him.
of this honor.
When the stoppage time finally ended, the fans cheered in the stands. They had heard the TV host's introduction during the halftime break, and even saw the astonishing numbers on the big screen on the sidelines: 50 games, 100 goals?
Even the Lazio players walked up to find Wang Ai in the middle of the blue and black and shook hands with him to celebrate. His teammates surrounded him and walked to the stands, ran around the field, and then returned to the player tunnel under the main stand. He was immediately surrounded by
The waiting reporters blocked the way.
Although it was a hindsight, the news media was very powerful in action, but it was slightly unorganized and chatty, with all kinds of microphones eager to stuff it into Wang Ai's mouth.
Wang Ai was frightened by the mad dog-like momentum and took a step back. The expression on his face was quite funny. The club staff immediately stepped forward to calm the excited reporters. Moratti was watching the excitement from the outside with his hands in his coat pockets.
Wang Ai understood that it was impossible to run away.
"Thank you, Chairman Moratti." Wang Ai said this and glanced outside at Moratti, directing some media cameras to focus on him, and then said: "It was he who sincerely invited me to Milan.
I have been living, working and studying here for almost two years. I don’t know how others would describe this city, but my feeling is that it is very comfortable and cozy.”
"Will you win the World Footballer of the Year tomorrow? Will you lose to Messi again?"
"God knows." Wang Ai smiled and spread his hands: "Messi's performance is also very good, isn't it? Cristiano, Iniesta, Torres, they are all very good, anyone can do it. Of course, I think
, I have great hopes.”
"Will you break Pele's career scoring record? At present, you have the best hope."
"Mr. Bailey's achievements are difficult to replicate. Just one injury may lead to farewell on the court or never return to that peak state. So Mr. Bailey is not only strong, but also lucky enough."
"Then you wish to break him?"
"Yes, I hope to push the limits of football even higher. This is the mission of our generation of football players." Wang Ai said with a serious look: "The Olympic spirit is to be higher, faster and stronger.
, and constantly improve the limits of human beings. Athletes in any field shoulder this mission."
"If you win a prize tomorrow, how will you celebrate?"
"I should treat my teammates to a meal. After all, my achievements are inseparable from their help. We are a whole, but I have completed the final blow of everyone's efforts many times."
"Where is your girlfriend? Will you take your girlfriend on vacation? If so, where will you choose?"
Wang Ai's expression did not change when he heard this question, but he paused briefly: "I haven't thought about it yet, haha. But it is impossible for me to focus all my energy on vacation, because I still have to study, majoring in agricultural environment.
The course is too difficult.”
"I heard that you originally chose this major to pay attention to environmental issues. So, what do you think of the just-concluded Copenhagen Conference? Do you have anything to say to your fans and leaders of various countries?"
"Uh, I'm sorry." Wang Ai shook his head: "I have been busy preparing for the game and going to school during this period. I didn't pay much attention to this meeting. I just learned some very simple news. If you let me face my fans
If I speak, I must be careful and understand the content of the meeting and the reasons behind it before I can share my views with them."
Speaking of this, Wang Ai added: "After all, I am not an expert in this field. I can only say that I am more interested, and my influence is very great. I must try my best to ensure that I do not send out wrong information and mislead everyone. I
I can only say that I am as concerned about this issue as everyone else, and I will make sure to take the time to study it... Of course, of course, I will make a statement after studying it, so don't worry."
At this time, under Moratti's hint, the club staff came up to separate the two sides. Wang Ai waved to the reporters and walked towards the player tunnel. Before entering, he suddenly felt something. He stretched out his arms and took off the No. 10 jersey on his body.
, raised his arm and threw it into the stands.
Except for Eto'o and Wang Ai who will go to Zurich tomorrow, the other teammates will be on vacation, so Wang Ai has made an agreement with everyone that whether he wins or not tomorrow, he will be in the first game after the winter break.
Treat everyone to a meal after winning the game.
The cheers at San Siro, the fireworks in the square outside the stadium, the smiling faces of teammates and the excitement of reporters all gradually faded away with the silent Iveco driving on the small road outside Milan. After the hustle and bustle, there was loneliness, and Wang Ai suddenly
I'm a little envious of those traditional athletes: they can always call friends, they can always have sex, they can always sing loudly, they can always party all night long...
Is it straightforward? Is it vulgar? Is it vulgar? Yes, but there won’t be so many worries.
Kangsi, who was exhausted from working two jobs, had fallen asleep on Wang Ai's shoulder. Wang Ai simply put his arm around her shoulders to prevent her from falling. The car drove into the town and turned a corner to reach the mountain.
The foot was walking along the gentle slope. It was probably the change in the center of gravity that made Kangsi alert. She opened her eyes and looked blankly. There were no street lights on the mountain road here, only the gleaming lights on the walls of the sparse villas.
of lights.
"Ah." Kang Si stretched out: "Finally we're home. What time will we set off tomorrow?"
"Ten o'clock in the morning." Wang Ai didn't let her look at the notepad: "Can you take another day off tomorrow?"
"Well, okay." Kangsi nodded, seeming to comfort herself: "It doesn't matter if you take another day off. The work plan has been made in advance, and the phone is also open, so you can contact me in time. Besides, I will be back the next day. It's really
If you are anxious, you can come back overnight..."
