It was Thomas who took the lead twice, and it was Alger who sealed the victory. But it was the doctor who created the victory. It was he who used a method that definitely did not belong to Bayern in the desperate stalemate to catch the opponent off guard. It was his alertness before coming on the stage.
Thomas made a temporary agreement in exchange for this victory.
Everyone understood the contribution of Wang Ai's two assists, so when Heynckes came in, Wang Ai's head was filled with syrup!
At 11:50 pm, Wang Ai, who finally washed his hair, walked out of the bathroom, changed clothes with everyone, chatted and laughed. The Chelsea players went to the podium first, and each of them hung up a silver medal. Without Mu
Rinho, no one will do anything to lose the silver medal again. When it was Bayern's turn to take the stage, Muller was almost jumping all the way, Ribery was talking nonsense excitedly, Wang Ai had a calm expression, but the little boy holding his shoulders
The pig always thought he was walking slowly, so he pushed him behind his back with both hands.
"Hello, Mr. Platini." Wang Ai greeted the UEFA president and lowered his head.
"Do you feel better?" Platini put a gold medal on Wang Ai and held his hand.
"It's not all good."
"I see." Platini smiled like Buddha: "You are a miracle."
"you too."
After hearing Wang Ai's answer, Platini smiled more sincerely.
Later, in front of the podium, under the expectation of everyone, Ram grabbed the trophy by the ears with both hands, paused briefly, and then suddenly raised it when the cheers subsided, as if invisible radio waves activated everything.
Countless sound waves surged up from the human vocal cords, bringing this perfect journey to a climax.
The teammates shouted one after another and toasted one after another. Wang Ai stood in the front and second place in his coat, chatting with the first head coach from time to time. Heynckes gave up because he maintained his identity.
The center of the stage and spotlight is given to the team members, and Wang Ai is...
"I've taken it five times." Wang Ai calmly opened his hand and waved it in front of Heynckes.
Heynckes couldn't laugh or cry, and pulled away Wang Ai's hand: "Is it a sense of accomplishment to bully the old man? Although I only got it twice, it's very balanced."
"What do you mean?" Wang Ai turned his head strangely.
Heynckes held out two thumbs: "One in each hand! What about you? Five, how do you divide them? Two in each hand, and one on the head? So my achievement exhibition is more beautiful, geometrically beautiful."
"If you want to say that..." Wang Ai suddenly clapped his hands: "Then I'll just take it five more times!"
"You..." Heynckes held back: "Ah, it's time to go down and take pictures."
"Hey, Joseph, what do you think? As a head coach, can you help me take a look?" Wang Ai chased after him.
"What are the doctor and Joseph doing?" The tall Van Buyten poked Cross.
Cross, who was watching the whole process, shrugged: "Maybe Joseph owes money? Look at how fast he ran."
Taking photos and celebrating, the Allianz Arena calmed down until about 1 o'clock in the evening. Everyone went home today. Tomorrow there will be a championship parade and the club will hold a banquet to reward the players who have worked hard all season.
Bayern won a total bonus of more than 37 million for winning this year. Next year's exposure, attendance, advertising fees, and broadcast fees will all increase, and the sales of souvenir jerseys are also promising. Therefore, Bayern, which has always been stingy, finally hemorrhaged. Wang Ai won the Champions League
The bonuses are more than 1.3 million. Muller, Ribery, and Robben are probably in the early 1 million. Boateng and Tymoshchuk can also reach 1 million. Everyone in the 18-man roster is similar. Wang Ai has more than them.
One thing is because there are goal bonuses.
It should be said that half of the total bonus is given to the players, which should be said to be pretty good, but of course it cannot compare with those wealthy teams. Those teams, such as Chelsea, can only give half even under the normal financial system, but the boss sometimes pays it himself
Money... Moratti is the one who does this!
It’s always fun to have money. Although it’s not worth mentioning compared to Wang Ai’s total income, it’s very rich compared to Wang Ai’s daily life. Wang Ai’s fixed salary is 5.6 million, and the league goal bonus is 550,000.
The league championship bonus is 200,000, and the Champions League bonus is another 1.3 million. In addition to the league winning bonus, the German Cup winning bonus, etc., I also received 10 million euros from Bayern this season.
Wang Ai spends almost no money at ordinary times. His monthly meal expenses are only 2,000 euros. The hobbies of ordinary football stars include drinking, traveling, collecting, gambling, and raising horses. Anyway, Wang Ai’s hobbies are expensive.
My hobby is going to school, which has nothing but tuition fees and also takes up a lot of time.
"Hey, do you think I have worked hard?" After the dinner the next day, Wang Ai went home drunk and took Huang Xin to make fun of himself: "I remember that I am a rabbit, why do I feel that I should be an ox? I earn one yuan a month.
I only spent a few thousand out of a million, and I’m going to grow hairy with this money.”
"If you have long hair, take it out and dry it."
"...What should I do?" Wang Ai leaned on the sofa and wondered: "Oh, I don't know what to do. It's been a long time since I spent money myself! I can't even spend money anymore. No,
I want to make a big splash when I return home!"
Looking at Wang Ai talking nonsense excitedly, Huang Xin secretly rolled her eyes. After Wang Ai had made enough noise, she warned: "You should be more honest this time when you return to China. It is a sensitive time when you are about to take over."
When it came to getting down to business, Wang Ai stopped making trouble. After thinking about it, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Hey, then after I return to China and play in the top ten games, I will go abroad, right?"
"Going abroad just after returning to China? Where do you want to go?"
“How is Cuba?”
"ah?"
Wang Ai pointed in the direction of the study room: "Among the revolutionary works on my bookshelf, the only one who is still alive is Castro."
"...This must be specially arranged by the foreign affairs department."
"That's right, I will definitely have to report to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, unless I go in a private capacity, hehe."
"You still have a private identity?" Huang Xin mocked: "Only ordinary people like me have a private identity, how can you do it?"
"So, let's go there. I've been thinking about it for a long time." Wang Ai said leisurely: "As a philosophy undergraduate, I should go and investigate if I have the opportunity to deepen my understanding. After all, they are completely different social forms with the same system.
The products of different combinations are of great analytical value.”
Huang Xin nodded helplessly: "Okay, go to bed first, we have to get up early tomorrow."
The next day, Wang Ai and his team took a flight to leave Munich, landed in Qatar, took a short rest, and arrived at Al Jazeera in the evening to record a one-hour interview program. Then they went out and arrived at the palace accompanied by Ambassador Zhang, met with the Emir of Qatar, and accepted
National Honors of Qatar.
After coming out of the palace, Ambassador Zhang invited Wang Ai to the embassy to meet an unexpected person, Mansour's secretary.
