"The club bought me mainly because of my scoring ability, not because of a certain position." At the dining table of Robben's house, Wang Ai looked at Old Man Luo's increasingly shiny forehead and Huang Xin not far away.
Bernardin, who was exchanging parenting experiences, said with a smile: "I had a chat with Joseph today. He intends to let me be a substitute in multiple positions in the frontcourt. You can call me Mr. 'Bayern Chief Frontcourt Substitute' in the future."
Robben smiled with a smile on his face: "A bit like Solskjaer, but he is only a forward."
"In your opinion, what position should I play?" Wang Ai asked with a smile.
"The place where you can best utilize your abilities should be in the wide center." Robben pondered and said: "Speaking of which, you and Thomas have somewhat overlapping characteristics. You both have good physical fitness, large range, and quick reactions. Of course,
You are much better than him in shooting skills. What do you think?"
"Of course I originally hoped to join forces with you to recreate the Wings of Victory." Wang Ai shrugged: "But I found that you and Frank cooperated quite well. He is fast, accurate with his feet, and has good dribbling.
And awareness, although I may have done better than him, it would be a waste to push him to the bench."
Robben smiled and couldn't deny it. He and Ribery were indeed on the phone more and more, but he also missed the Blue Bridge years.
"Since it's hard to break up your combination, then there are only a few positions left for me, center, midfielder or defensive midfielder?" Wang Ai shook his head when he said this: "I don't think Joseph will let me play.
As for the defensive midfielder, even though my performance a year ago was okay, I still tend to be offensive after all. As for the specific position to play, I don’t think much about it, and I won’t go to Joseph or anyone else to ask for it.
Location."
Speaking of this, Wang Ai looked at his old teammates calmly: "To be honest, I firmly believe that the club will not let me idle. I firmly believe that the club will definitely let me use my shooting ability. These two points are enough. Specifically
It doesn’t matter where it is.”
Robben exhaled and nodded: "This is the best. I'm very happy that you can come. No one doesn't love your shooting skills. It is the guarantee of victory and the engine that leads us to the top of Europe. You have already won four championships."
, and I don’t have one yet.”
Wang Ai looked at Old Man Luo seriously: "Yes, you will definitely have it, otherwise the world would be too unfair. You have always been the best winger in the world. I heard that your salary is not high.
?”
Robben shrugged: "It seems that my sponsors don't like my image very much."
Wang Ai laughed and looked at Robben again: "If you or Wesley are willing to attend more social activities, but it seems that you are more focused on your performance on the court and appear in the camera too few times off the court.
"
Robben looked at his wife, turned back and smiled at Wang Ai: "It seems that Wesley and I don't like situations with too many people, except for interacting with fans in the stadium. We still prefer a quiet life and like to have more people."
A life with a little privacy, even if I have to pay a price for it, I think it is worth it, and so does my family."
Wang Ai turned to look at Robben's wife and found that she had the same clear eyes as Robben. He couldn't help but nodded: "Sometimes I really envy your life. In fact, it's quite good when you think about it. The income is not low enough to sustain it.
A very tasteful life. At the same time, it is a quiet little home where you can enjoy family happiness."
Robben blinked, and while his wife was talking to Huang Xin, he suddenly approached Wang Ai: "I sometimes envy you, it seems that you lead a different girlfriend every time."
Wang Ai chuckled and asked, "How is your health?"
Robben raised his eyebrows, and then understood what his old teammate meant, and said with emotion: "The Germans are really strict in this regard. They specially invited a doctor to diagnose me, and based on this diagnosis, they formulated strict food and diet regimens for me.
Training standards, this is something I have never enjoyed. Just now you asked me if my salary is low. Frankly speaking, it is a bit low, but you know, I am always injured. A player whose health is not guaranteed and who has played too few games
, unless it’s Ronaldo, no one is willing to give you a high salary, not even Real Madrid.”
"So, although my salary is a little lower, Bayern gives me what other clubs have not given me." Robben shook his head: "The collective comes first here. There are no superstars, so no one will be underestimated.
I have gained respect and health here, which has allowed me to perform better. Of course, I also have increasingly strong opportunities to win major honors. These are far more important than salary."
After hearing this, Wang Ai nodded seriously and then smiled: "I haven't felt what you said yet, but I have already felt the cold wave from Joseph. He was very rude today."
"He is like that." Robben said with a smile: "He cares about every player. Although he is very strict, we all like him. Because every reprimand he gives is for everyone, for the collective, for
Honor. And all of us, including Frank and I, stayed here precisely because we did not receive collective honor elsewhere. So, no matter how harsh and unkind he is, we are willing to listen to him."
Wang Ai nodded and said, "I will control my temper."
"As long as you do what he says, he will only praise you." Robben comforted: "What he hates most is probably sacrificing the collective for the sake of the individual, but I know that you are not. You are just too capable many times.
, so the data is very beautiful.”
"To be honest, Alger, if you weren't in Munich, I really wouldn't be willing to come. I have a lot of money now, and I also really hope to live a happy life where I can fight side by side with my close friends, pursue honors, and not think about anything else.
Life."
After listening to this, Robben raised his glass and clinked it with Wang Ai, and they each took a big sip.
Robben lives a very self-disciplined life and never drinks alcohol, while Wang Ai is even more self-disciplined. He doesn't drink even a sip during the New Year and holidays, but he only drinks a little today when the two good friends have the opportunity to fight side by side again after 4 years.
Putting down his wine glass, Robben pushed the grilled cod towards Wang Ai: "Who will win the FIFA Ballon d'Or this year?"
"How do I know? I'm not a judge. Oh, I have one vote in my hand, but it's only one vote."
Robben shook his head after hearing this: "I have long thought about it. Unless I win the World Cup like you, or win multiple Champions League championships and be the top scorer, this honor will never belong to me.
, the power of sponsors is too powerful.”
Wang Ai nodded sympathetically: "I have gotten it for three consecutive years."
"Messi?"
Robben looked at Wang Ai, who was shrugging his shoulders, and suddenly said: "I am becoming more and more confident."
