After hearing this, Zheng Zhi smiled reluctantly: "I definitely want to participate."
Wang Ai stopped talking and looked at Lao Zheng for a long time: "Even with your self-discipline, body, and foundation, you can't maintain your condition in a low-level league. Three years later, you will be 35 years old. Even if you maintain good health, you will not be able to maintain your condition in a low-level league."
What about consciousness? Do you have what some veterans should have reached their peak? Then how do you gain a foothold in the new national team? Yes, our next wave of people will not be talented, but our current wave of people have almost grown up.
.In those days, there were those who failed to get selected for the 85 National Youth League from the 1984 and 1986 National Youth League."
"With my characteristics that are not outstanding in all aspects, if my strength declines, it may be too hard to be a snake oil, right?" Zheng Zhi murmured in thought.
Wang Ai relaxed on the chair: "No one can predict what will happen in three years. Maybe you have reversed this pattern, maybe one of us will be injured."
Lao Zheng fell into deep thought, and painful tangles flashed across his face from time to time. Wang Ai sat with him without saying anything, occasionally laughing in his heart: They say Lao Zheng loves money, and it seems true. If this kind of thing were left to Zhao
There is no need to think about people like Xuri, they will not play in the Chinese Super League even after they retire.
For a long time, Zheng Zhi said fiercely: "If you give me such a small amount of money, I won't go back! I still have to play in the next World Cup! I won't wait until the next one is over."
Wang Ai smiled and shook his head: "Everyone has his own ambitions, Brother Zhi, don't force it. I'm just telling you my own thoughts. It's up to you to decide. Of course, the national team will only select players based on their strength.
I don't go out of my way to put up obstacles for anyone, you know that."
Zheng Zhi nodded: "I know, you are prepared to add connections to the national team... So, let's go out for training?"
Wang Ai was stunned for a moment, then stood up: "Okay!"
In the spacious and quiet artificial forest, Wang Ai and Zheng Zhi talked while running. When they were tired from running, they would go one-on-one. After returning home at ten o'clock, they went to the gym for more than half an hour before Wang Ai arranged Zheng Zhi in the guest room on the first floor. He
I didn't accompany him to chat. Firstly, the two of them had not had much contact in the past, and their personal relationship was not as deep as Zhao Xuri's. Secondly, Lao Zheng was very thoughtful and needed to leave some space for him to think carefully.
The veteran didn't have much time, so he took every step very seriously. Just like Lao Bai went to Belgium this summer, Wang Ai didn't say a word, and said that if he needed help, just ask.
Lao Bai is older than Zheng Zhi, and his foundation and body are not as good as him. He relied on two years of hard training in Tübingen to develop. But when he got older, he suffered from many injuries and really couldn't survive. Lao Bai wants to
When it comes to returning to China, Wang Ai will never stop him, but even with his old and sick body, he has no intention of returning.
In the Chinese Super League, anyone who hangs out with Wang Ai for a long time will look down on him. Being able to take the initiative to play a game with the Chinese Super League champion is already taking care of one's own people.
The next morning, after Lao Zheng accompanied Wang Ai for morning training, he had breakfast and then headed to Munich Airport to return to Dortmund. Since he was not ready to leave, he had to work hard. That afternoon, Wang Ai also returned to the team to participate in normal training.
Two days later, the fifth match of the Champions League group stage was held at the Allianz Stadium. The opponent was La Liga team Villarreal. Wang Ai played as the starting midfielder, partnering with the world's sharpest winger combination, and his team in front.
Gomez, the top competitor for the Golden Boot in the domestic + league. As a result, Ribery performed well in this game and completed a hat trick with the strong support of Wang Ai. Gomez made a supplementary shot and Wang Ai himself also scored two goals.
Only Robben is in poor condition.
Due to the fierce competition for the starting position in the team, Robben did not perform well in the two starts after returning from injury. Wang Ai judged that Mr. Luo might be a little depressed, so after the game, he invited the couple and their children to have dinner at home, and he and himself
Children know each other.
At the dinner table, Robben behaved normally, and Wang Ai didn't say much. They had been in the world for many years, so who knew who? Anyway, the two families were together and noisy, so Robben should have relaxed a lot.
Robben already had two children. This made Wang Ai, who came back from sending Robben's family away, couldn't help but look at Shi Wenjun. After going upstairs, Wang Ai hugged the little beauty in the large master bedroom: "What are you doing?"
No movement yet? I think I’ve worked really hard.”
"I don't know either." The little beauty lowered her head in frustration: "But it's okay, don't you always like to wear it? You don't need to wear it for me in the future."
Wang Ai pinched the little beauty's gluteus maximus with both hands: "What are you talking about?"
The little beauty looked up, and there were some tears in her widened eyes. The panicked Wang Ai hurriedly comforted: "Hey, don't cry, how old are you? You are in such a good year, can you still get pregnant? You
, Oh, I’m too anxious. How long do you think we have to prepare? It’s only two months, and it’s not normal to conceive. Although my shooting skills are accurate, I can’t always hit the target, right?”
The little beauty bit her lip and smiled, and Wang Ai held her face: "The flower of freedom needs blood to water it. Your flower is just hidden a little deeper. As long as I work harder to collect nectar, I will definitely let you
Bloom the beauty of life.”
Just as he was talking, Huang Xin put the child down and said, "I have been fine since I was a child. It may be that there is something wrong with you, doctor. How about you eat something?"
The little beauty burst out laughing. Wang Ai looked at Huang Xin with a strange expression, nodded and rubbed his hands for a long time: "It seems that including my return to China and the fact that you two are not feeling well... If you want to give me a hard beating,
Can I still not satisfy you?"
"Go, go, take care of me first."
"What hour? You have to call me Little White Horse in bed!"
Shi Wenjun was obediently pinned down on the bed and played with by Wang Ai, but he said: "It's easy to miss the point when I say it like this. A few days ago, when I was doing the accounting, I said "little yellow horse" casually, so that the guard could listen.
.”
"Really?" Wang Ai took two deep breaths: "The little yellow horse comes over and pouts together. I want to change the horse but not the person!"
Huang Xin rolled her eyes and was too lazy to talk nonsense with the man at this time. She went to the bathroom to put in the bath water and said: "Luckily it was Yang Jun that day. She is an old guard. She knows the most and knows the importance. You should really pay attention to what you say in the future.
"There are no more people in this house than ordinary people, and there are still problems."
What responded to her was the theater of arias, with the heroine's gorgeous voice and the audience's intensive applause...
I have never been afraid of a two-on-one fight, but tonight I was a little out of shape because of the mission. After working for more than an hour, Wang Ai, who still maintained a tight bond, lay on the back of the little beauty, listening to her rapid movements.
He breathed heavily and wiped the sweat from her temples: "Okay, it's time for me to go down. Don't you always think I'm heavy?"
"Wait a little longer." The little beauty closed her eyes: "You and Huang Xin, don't laugh at me."
"How can I?" Wang Ai and Huang Xin, who was also lying on the side, looked at each other: "I just feel sorry for you."
"Feeling distressed?" The little beauty opened her eyes and beat the bed, laughing wildly: "I feel so happy."
