"How many goals have the two of them scored?" After the night practice, Wang Ai asked casually as he and Leonie went upstairs: "I paid attention to it at the beginning of this season. At that time, Messi was not in good condition.
Didn’t pay any more attention.”
"Wait for me to check." Leonie opened the bedroom door, opened the computer and found the Spanish newspaper. After flipping through it, she found: "Cristiano Ronaldo has scored 28 goals in the league and 16 in the Champions League, one more than you. Messi.
With 23 goals in the league and 8 goals in the Champions League, there is really no threat this season."
Wang Ai came over with twice the milk and handed a glass to Leonie. He picked it up and drank it: "Sixteen."
"Who told you to play too few games? You always said that if you are not in perfect condition, you would rather not participate in the game. But as a result, others have played more games. Even if the condition is average, there is always a chance as long as time is spent. Is it better than you this time?" Leo?
Ni drank the milk and her eyes gurgled: "Are you scared? Are you worried? Are you disappointed?"
Wang Ai blinked and hey, but Leoni knew that Wang Ai was taking it to heart. After Wang Ai went out for morning exercise the next morning, Leoni also got up and turned on the computer to contact the general manager of Zaoyue Sports.
Shi Wenjun, who took office in the office, said: "Last summer, we formed a certain tacit understanding through the contact between our three agents."
It was already noon at Shi Wenjun's place. In the room where Leonie once worked, she put the lunch she had brought from the cafeteria downstairs on the small coffee table. Opposite it was Leonie's face on her notebook: "Last night.
I said he is now the second top scorer in the Champions League, what do you think his reaction was?"
Shi Wenjun lowered his head and took out the chopsticks from under the coffee table, opened the lunch box on the coffee table, picked up a piece of raw cucumber and ate it in his mouth: "I guess he won't say anything, he will just work hard silently."
"You guessed it right!" Leonie clapped her hands.
"I remember there was a lot of difference in the league. The only difference was the Champions League, right?" Shi Wenjun picked up a small bowl and took a sip of seaweed soup: "That's just a little effort. It's not difficult for him. Just wait for him to follow.
Go ahead and say something."
"Hehe, I told him before that the sponsor wanted him to score in more leagues, and he agreed to try to score 60."
"Oh?" Shi Wenjun responded curiously, opening another lunch box with his hand, and a thin burst of white gas came out. Leonie, who was looking across from her, suddenly heard her stomach growl and couldn't help it.
The topic changed: "What kind of food?"
"Stewed beef." Shi Wenjun kindly pointed the lunch box at the camera: "Green peppers, fungus, mung beans, day lily, etc. Athletes don't like eating the nutritious meals they always eat, so they improved it. They are still nutritious anyway, why?
Wouldn’t it be delicious?”
"Hey, I really didn't pay attention to this." Leonie chatted to distract her from the feeling of hunger: "I just feel that people are machines, food is fuel, taste is not important, just stuff it in."
Shi Wenjun thought for a while and shook his head: "Gasoline mixed with water is still gasoline, and cars don't like it...Are you hungry?"
"Well, who asked you to tempt me with such delicious food so early in the morning?"
Shi Wenjun rolled his eyes: "If you're hungry, go and sit down. It's just downstairs. There are so many ingredients at home, so just pick a few and you'll be ready in ten minutes."
"I don't want to move, I just want to eat." Leonie sat in front of the computer with a quilt wrapped around her body.
Shi Wenjun thought for a while: "I feel like he is relatively relaxed this season because he was too tired last year, but after being relaxed for a whole season, he should be more nervous. Otherwise, it will be troublesome to not be nervous about the World Cup. The rest..."
"I'm hungry!" Leonie emphasized.
"More than 10,000 kilometers apart, if you're hungry and you're on fire, the most I can do is call the police. Besides, people in England are lazy. They can't even order takeout at this point."
"The more you talk about me, the hungrier I get. Are you jealous of me being around a man, so that's why..."
"Stop, stop, stop." Shi Wenjun really had no choice but to suddenly have an idea: "I remembered that there seems to be a bag of meat floss on top of the refrigerator in the bedroom. You can get out of bed, take the meat floss and eat it with some fruit. You're really hungry.
It’s delicious. I…”
Before Shi Wenjun finished speaking, Leonie disappeared from the camera.
When Wang Ai came back from morning exercise and had breakfast together, he unexpectedly discovered that Leonie had a poor appetite and drank all the grain porridge slowly, but she didn't take it seriously. His women were already alert enough to snacks, but they couldn't stop them.
.
"I plan to apply to the coach to play the main force in tomorrow's game." Wang Ai casually said to Leonie while taking a nap on the third floor after dinner: "Real Madrid's performance this season is good, and they may be able to enter the Champions League final, so I can't tell.
Yes, it is not impossible to lose to Ronaldo. In this case, I have to have a more important performance in the league. Since they all have a prefix 2 and I have a prefix 4, then when I reach the prefix 6, they may not have arrived yet.
4, so that I can make up for the loss of losing the Champions League Golden Boot."
Leonie nodded when she heard this: "You tied with Messi once for the Champions League Golden Boot, and losing to Cristiano Ronaldo once is nothing. You are too lazy this season. The World Cup is in three months. You should reserve your physical fitness according to this cycle.
"
Wang Ai nodded in agreement. After a while, Pellegrini probably went to work, so he called him. The Chilean agreed to Wang Ai's application without any hesitation on the phone: "I also hope that the league can be launched earlier.
Get it done and concentrate on playing in the Champions League."
Two days later, Southampton came to Manchester. The Chileans sent Jovetic, who rarely played but was in good form, as Wang Ai's partner. When this combination appeared on the desks of commentators from various countries before the game started,
Everyone agreed that this was because the Chileans trusted Wang Ai's offensive power, so they sent a Montenegrin center who rarely played in games.
Under the warm sunshine of the afternoon, both parties wore thin jackets and walked out of the tunnel. It was the evening of BJ time, which was the prime time. In the past two months, due to the warming weather, many games have been moved to the latter half of the night. The sports channel
The ratings were a bit low, so Zhang Bin called Wang Ai before the game to ask him to perform better, and Wang Ai agreed with a smile.
Probably noticing the difficulty of Manchester City in the last game, Southampton adopted a similar defensive style, so Manchester City's offense could not be organized smoothly after the opening. Of course, Southampton focused on defense, which was weak in itself.
The attacking power cannot cause any trouble to Manchester City.
Just when many people thought this would be another tough battle, Wang Ai stepped forward. In a massive counterattack in the 11th minute of the game, he dribbled the ball away from his opponent in the corner of the penalty area and suddenly took a long shot. The football flew in
From the far corner, in the 19th minute of the game, he ran to the middle zone again, received a wide arcing pass from Nasri, and then shot in front of the goal.
A few minutes later, after covering Silva's breakthrough with the ball, he noticed that his teammates were taking over the screen and quickly moved forward. After getting in place, he received a timely high-altitude pass from Silva, and then jumped up at the penalty spot.
Smash the football into the goal with your forehead.
