"It's not good." Huang Xin looked wary and hesitant: "The race will start tomorrow."
Wang Aili confidently said: "That's why I want you. You can adjust the state of the game and stimulate male hormones. You see, this is my science. They also traditionally believe that you should recharge your batteries the day before the game and not have sex.
But my understanding is the latest scientific research result! Come on, don’t worry, I want to create good results more than you do, don’t I?”
"But they say that Ronald's abnormal performance in the 1998 World Cup final was in the nightclub the night before..." Huang Xin was hugged by Wang Ai and walked to the bed, still mumbling.
"The thing about him is probably because someone poisoned him." Wang Ai said carelessly: "Even if he wasn't poisoned, he must have been drinking. Drinking alcohol really damages his athletic ability."
Seeing Wang Ai lowering his head to kiss her, Leonie calmed down: "It's only 8 o'clock. It's too early. You'd better do some activities first."
Wang Ai reluctantly left Huang Xin's lips, and stretched her head over to punish Leonie before letting go: "Okay, I'll go downstairs and run a few laps. The National Games will be over tomorrow, and I have to think about it.
I’m thinking about returning to Manchester City to play football.”
Wang Ai got up and went downstairs accompanied by Leonie. In the security room on the second floor, Li Jun was playing with his mobile phone. He heard the sound and raised his head: "Where are you going?"
"Go run a few laps. Come on, you will come with me."
"Shall I run with you?"
"No, practice with me. It's time to get a feel for the ball."
Wang Ai, Li Jun and two guards played in the empty training base until half past nine in the evening before returning to the camp. Wang Ai stayed in the bedroom on the third floor without shame until eleven o'clock before going to bed.
Early the next morning, a ray of sunshine shone into the quiet bedroom on the third floor. Wang Ai, who was sleeping, opened his eyes, gently moved his arms to break away from Huang Xin's embrace, and moved his body to take it out from under Leonie's butt.
I got up sideways, opened the curtains, and looked outside. There were already old people doing morning exercises nearby.
"You guys go on sleeping, I'll go downstairs and run around." Wang Ai held down Huang Xin who was about to get up.
When I came out of the base at 7:30, the sun was already bright, and I saw Huang Xin and Leonie heading to the canteen together.
"There won't be a competition soon, and you're still so tired from running?" Huang Xin asked with concern.
"It's okay." Wang Ai smiled and wiped his forehead, then shook it down, sweat dripping on the ground: "Now that I'm fully active, I'm just in time to rest. I'll have a lot of reserves when I go running later."
The adult team was on a training schedule and did not have breakfast in the cafeteria. Only the young team members from the base came noisily. As a result, they saw at a glance the high-calorie food piled high on the table in front of Wang Ai. The chef in the cafeteria was
Standing aside with a flattering look on his face, waiting for praise.
"Come, come, let's eat together, the master's craftsmanship is amazing!" Wang Ai greeted people enthusiastically.
The leader, a stupid guy, ran over and sat down next to Wang Ai. He picked up the big elbow and started chewing on it. The others were led by him and ran over.
Wang Ai was also eating, but while eating, he looked at this guy: "I'm just being polite, why do you take it seriously?"
The elbow eater shook his head and said nothing. After finally swallowing a mouthful, he asked: "What did you say?"
"I said I was just being polite and had no intention of letting you come over to eat." Wang Ai's expression changed. The other young team members immediately refused to eat or leave. They didn't know what to do.
The leader continued to shake his head, took another big mouthful and looked at Wang Ai blankly: "What did you say?"
"Oh shit, you took the time to eat, right?" Wang Ai was so angry that he stood up and kicked him.
The guy scratched his butt and continued eating without moving.
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"Okay, keep eating, keep eating." After Wang Ai sat down, he winked at the stupid boys who were stunned and didn't know what to do, and then they continued eating without realizing it.
"How have you been playing recently? Don't just eat, drink, and use me, and you won't be able to get things done."
The bastard who had already eaten half of his elbow was finally able to speak properly: "Don't worry, I've already entered the national youth team."
"Isn't that right?" Wang Ai said doubtfully: "The 93 National Youth League has been disbanded. What National Youth League did you join?"
"95 National Youth League."
"That's not right, you were born in 1994."
"That's why I can have dinner with you here."
Wang Ai thought for a while and slapped the table: "Tang Zhen, tell me the truth, what's going on?"
Looking at Wang Aihu's face, Tang Zhen stopped his playful smile and said: "I didn't catch up with the 1993 National Youth League. When the 1995 National Youth League was formed, they asked me for it. Later they found out that I was from 1994 and was just given up.
"
"Oh." Wang Ai nodded: "You are as old as you are, and you are not allowed to lie. When the 84 National Youth League was formed, more than half of them were eliminated due to bone age issues, which almost put us in dire straits. This is our fine tradition, can you
Don’t forget it. Listen?”
As Wang Ai spoke, he reached out and patted Tang Zhen on the head, obviously not trusting this naughty guy.
Tang Zhen was so photographed that he finally couldn't eat anymore and put down the gnawed bones: "Although I just took a look at the National Youth League and didn't really go in, I am the top scorer in the Second Division."
"Really?" Wang Ai looked at the others, and after receiving nods, he turned back to look at Tang Zhen: "How many goals? How many per game?"
Tang Zhen answered hesitantly: "Less than 1.3."
"Well, it's okay."
"Far worse than you."
"Well, that's true, but you're not 20 yet, and having this goal rate in a game with a bunch of adult players is not bad." Wang Ai thought about this and shook his head regretfully: "It's a pity that I won't be able to do it tomorrow."
I have to leave at noon and I don’t have time to watch you play. Later, you can ask your coach to send me a copy of your game video.”
Huang Xin, who was also eating next to her, looked at Wang Ai's eagerness to love the talent, and quickly took over the message: "I have all the information, and I will take it to England together tomorrow."
"Okay." Seeing Huang Xin speak, Wang Ai said no more and then lowered his head to eat.
After the meal, the young team members left one after another, and Wang Ai also went back upstairs to rest for an hour, then went downstairs and got in the car, and continued to rush to the main stadium with his team Wu Yangyang.
As soon as he arrived at the door, even Wang Ai was shocked. He saw that everything was full of people. There were reporters in the middle, and the people outside were all looking eagerly at his big van.
Wang Ai let out a breath and looked back at the people in the car: "Things are getting serious."
Li Jun smiled and said: "You should have known yesterday that the yellow race is the fastest, the first to score ten seconds, and the football star breaks the sprint record. Do you think, which one is not enough to make the front page? Let alone all together?"
The guards got out of the car first and pushed forward with their bodies. Wang Ai then got out of the car and nodded to the reporters around him: "Sorry, I am not accepting interviews now. The competition is coming soon. I want to keep my mood stable. Thank you everyone."
Fortunately Wang Ai was tall enough, and the people outside were lucky enough to see not only Wang Ai's arms but also his smiling face.
