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Day Two Hundred and Fifty-Eighth Earth Fire Gou Tianlei (8)

 Messi's sue for peace or conspiracy did not cause much trouble in Wang Ai's place. Only when it was time for Wang Ai to pack up and leave the next morning, Xu Qinglian temporarily spared her energy to ask a few questions.

"They say Messi has a good character, is it true?"

"Messi called me a bitch, did you know?"

"Ah?" Xu Qinglian was shocked: "Really? When? Why didn't I hear about it?"

"On the court." Wang Ai said disapprovingly: "Don't be like the fans. It's a bit accidental to say that the level of a star is a bit accidental. Such a superstar and the top few people in football, how can it be simple? Why am I talking to C

Is the relationship with Luo OK? Because his arrogance is on the outside as well as on the inside, which is quite annoying. But Messi, probably because he was in poor health when he was a child, he had to pretend to be harmless to protect himself, so

Especially disguised."

"Fake?"

"You can say that." Wang Ai nodded: "Anyway, it's not as innocent as it seems."

"Then why do many people still praise him? Even Real Madrid praise him?"

Wang Ai looked at Xu Qinglian and said strangely: "I argued with them like this, did I scold them publicly?"

"just in case……"

Wang Ai shook his head and touched Xu Qinglian's head casually: "Ibrahimovic, do you still remember him? The big man from Sweden?"

"Ah, I remember he was quite a crazy person."

"Hehe." Wang Ai laughed: "He was absolutely the main player in the first half of the season in Barcelona, ​​but he couldn't even play in the second half. Why?"

"Ah." Xu Qinglian thought for a while: "You said it seemed that Messi came to Guardiola and cried and told him that he didn't want to play on the wing?"

"Yes, now that the outside world knows it, do you think Ibrahimovic doesn't know it?" Wang Ai sighed: "It's for everyone to see on camera, but in private it's another matter."

"Then why does he still praise him?"

"Why? I can't afford to offend you." Wang Ai sneered: "Do you really think that the seven-time Swedish Footballer of the Year is an outspoken person? Do you really think that a player who is almost a superstar will have a humble and forgiving character? Don't

Stupid, the big man has quite a character, but he is also very cunning. He scolds those he can afford to offend, and never scolds those he cannot afford to offend. What do stars mean when they are players? They have commercial value. They all have it.

Then we have to keep each other's dignity, and if we really expose each other's dirt, no one will make any money."

"Are you angry? You've made a lot of money anyway." Xu Qinglian was unconvinced.

Wang Ai shook his head and pointed at his chest: "Suppose Bayern's Gomez offends me, then I will tell Adi, with him and without me, what do you think Adi will choose? Under the influence of modern media, football resources are highly

Concentrated, there are a few super giants at the head, then superstars, then stars, and then players. They are teammates. In fact, they are not a class at all. If Ibrahimovic publicly airs his dissatisfaction with Messi, then he will

Throw away all markets and all brands except Sweden! Do you think he dares? Does he dare to struggle with his own wallet? He will even have problems with transfers."

"Only within the same class can there be fair competition. The upper class crushes the lower class, and the lower class basically has no room for resistance unless it refuses to eat this bowl of rice." Wang Ai shook Xu Qinglian's head: "Back then, I and I

When Kaká competed for the Ballon d'Or, the Brazilian gang came out to scold me, Pele, Romario, Ronaldo, Ronaldinho, Rivaldo, Cafu, couldn't I bear it? Fortunately, I looked back.

Won World Footballer of the Year, damn, thank you country!"

Xu Qinglian pulled away Wang Ai's hand: "I'm so stupid, I should have thought of it."

Leonie dragged her suitcase past Xu Qinglian: "What did you think of? Do you regret it?"

"No, I feel that there is a superstar beside me who is inconsistent in words and deeds, caressing about everything, and downright hypocritical. How can I still have illusions about other superstars?"

"Really?" Wang Aitian said shamelessly: "The crows in the world are all the same color!"

Leonie giggled and touched Xu Qinglian's face: "Old Trafford and Camp Nou are both known as the Theater of Dreams, what a theater!"

Over there, Shi Wenjun helped: "The newspapers said how the performance was, what a performance!"

"Okay, I won't watch football anymore!" Xu Qinglian turned around to go upstairs, but suddenly turned back and snorted at Wang Ai: "Go away, hypocrite!"

"You still have to watch the ball." Huang Xin said with a smile: "Just treat it like watching a TV series."

With the good blessings of his family, Wang Ai and Leonie traveled thousands of miles to Zurich, Switzerland. Speaking of which, they have participated in the award ceremony for seven consecutive years, and they have always been in the top three. He must be there every year, and when he arrives, he will be there for sure.

The Swiss Embassy will be busy for a while, and CCTV will send a team to broadcast live.

In fact, there are many signs that he did not win the award this year. For example, the award ceremony will be at 8 pm Swiss time and 2 am BJ time. If Wang Ai wins the award, at least the award ceremony will be moved to 5 pm, 4 pm, or even

noon.

After arriving, Wang Ai first went to FIFA to report, received a pass and a hotel room, then went to the embassy to visit, and also participated in an event for representatives of overseas Chinese students. The next morning, he received Duan Xuan's film team in the hotel room and faced

The live broadcast showed a relaxed conversation, and in the evening, Wang Ai appeared on time at the Zurich Opera House.

Also facing the camera, the other 10 people in the best 11 chatted. Except for Wang Ai, the only young player in the Bundesliga, they were all from La Liga, and all from Real Madrid and Barcelona!

Sitting in the audience and watching the awards being presented one by one, Wang Ai looked calm. This year's Puskas Award does not belong to Wang Ai. Even though Wang Ai's perfect barb and the hanging door behind his head are extremely wonderful, the winner

It was still awarded to someone else. Blatter had already told Wang Ai that this award would try to take care of as many people as possible.

The implication is balance.

At the end of the award ceremony, the last three people of this year, who are now the three biggest feature films in football, were shown on the big screen, including photos of the three people when they were children, game footage, honors they received, etc. However, the two of them focused on various honors.

, when it comes to Wang Ai, we focus on the competition scene, because Wang Ai has too many honors.

The three of them all adjusted their expressions in coordination. Wang Ai was calm as usual and expressed only with his eyes. Messi was a little exaggerated and worked very hard. As for Ronaldo, he may have been memorizing the script.

After the feature film was played, Brat walked onto the stage with a piece of paper, unfolded it like a real piece of paper, and announced the final result with an "oh" sound.

Cristiano Ronaldo stood up amidst the applause, and Wang Ai also stood up and hugged him. Then he kept standing and applauding without sitting down. The Real Madrid generals in the row behind him also stood up.

Cristiano Ronaldo is crying on the stage, and Wang Ai is the best actor in the audience!


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