"How do you feel about winning the Champions League for the seventh time?"
In the process of leaving the noisy stadium and walking to the locker room, reporters still did not let go of Manchester City. Even the team doctor was interviewed. The only person in history who has seven Champions League championships is of course the key target. From just now, there is no one around Wang Ai.
He blocked someone, causing his teammates who originally wanted to come over to celebrate with him to run away.
"Blue and white stripes, sea blue, blue and black stripes, dark red, light blue, which one do you like best?" Seeing Wang Ai's silence, the reporter changed the question in a different way.
This question made Wang Ai even more silent. He took several steps before answering: "I like them all."
"So as the number one in the Champions League in multiple senses, can you explain why you can win so many times? Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo, who are both superstars with you, only have one each." This time, the reporter simply ignored the eager security guards.
He stretched out his hand to block Wang Ai's way.
Wang Ai stopped helplessly: "That's it. After answering this question, I'm going to take a rest. The award ceremony is about to start, okay?"
The reporter said yes and yes, staring closely at Wang Ai, eager to squeeze out the oil.
While Wang Ai was thinking about it, he motioned to the security guard with his eyes and said: "After the football reform, the offense will be more advantageous, and offensive players like me can perform more fully. If Basten were in today's era, his number of goals would be
Doubled. So this is a factor of the times. In this competition environment that advocates more offense and is more friendly to ordinary fans, various record-breaking performances will occur."
As soon as he said this, Wang Ai looked at him, and the security guard inserted himself between the two of them. Wang Ai rubbed the security guard's back and walked away. The reporter, who was not expecting the key answer, was anxious until Wang Ai walked to the locker room.
They were still shouting at the door, but Wang Ai turned around and shouted with a smile: "I'm lucky, I can always meet the championship team!"
The reporter was thoughtful when he heard the sound, and the Manchester City staff and teammates nearby applauded.
When Wang Ai entered the noisy locker room to join everyone, the reporter turned to the camera: "Wang's words reminded me, maybe he is just very lucky? Why did the new team immediately change his mind after he arrived?
At his peak? In addition to his own contribution on the court, is there any other reason for this? Could it be that when he decided to transfer and choose a club, he received some guidance? "
Thanks to Wang Ai, the sports channel is now far more familiar with the front and backstage scenes of the Champions League final than before. At this time, He Wei was standing among the crowded people doing a live broadcast with Lin Long. Manchester City security even specially isolated the two.
A small space to express their goodwill towards Wang Ai's fellow villagers...if they knew that Wang Ai's "fellow townspeople" numbered 1.4 billion.
"Now Wang Ai has entered the locker room. After a short break, he will change into dry clothes with the whole team to attend the awards ceremony. This is the seventh time that our CCTV will broadcast the UEFA Champions League awards ceremony live for you. If you are an old
Fan, a fan who has been watching football regularly since eleven years ago, then I congratulate you, you will witness the birth of a personal seven-time champion." He Wei had a big smile on his face: "Maybe Zhengxiang Xiao Wang'er just joked
Yes, everyone can make a wish. Although the dragon will definitely not appear, it is still a miracle."
A moment later, Manchester City reappeared and were the first to line up on the lawn to welcome Real Madrid. Cristiano Ronaldo appeared with a stinky face, walked onto the podium with other expressionless teammates, and hurriedly left with a silver medal hanging around their necks, just like the stands.
Just like the people who left Madrid.
The atmosphere at the Stadium of Light became even more lively. Wang Ai stood in the middle of the queue and joked with Negredo from time to time. In the eyes of reporters, he slowly climbed up the ladder and walked towards Pu, who had messy hair and a smile on his face.
Latini.
In a daze, many people seemed to have seen a high mountain. In the subsequent group photos, toasts, and celebrations with the fans, Wang Ai was not the most conspicuous, but the one with the biggest moves. Aguero and others who were usually relaxed and happy were the focus. But no matter what
No matter how plain Wang Ai looks, there are still some people and cameras locked firmly on him.
For example, Real Madrid Chairman Florentino, who was high up in the stands, was slapped down after spending a huge amount of money to build the Galaxy Phase II before it even took off. What Wang Ai won was not only a small bonus, but also something crucial to the club.
prestige!
Wealthy clubs need prestige to deepen their history, so as to obtain a steady flow of business revenue and manpower. This is a completely different development model from small and medium-sized teams that rely on the community, league organizers, and even broadcast revenue.
Real Madrid has built the most luxurious team, and it has acquired all the players except for the players it cannot get. But even so, it was still knocked down by the Chinese. Florentino can no longer remember how many times he sent the Chinese
It seems like it has been ten years, but why has he never come? What is it about Real Madrid that he dislikes? Is it really because of the veteran policy? But does the veteran policy belong to Real Madrid? Besides, he is only 26
, with his average club experience of less than two years, is there any need to worry?
The Real Madrid president hurriedly left the Stadium of Light and was still deep in thought until he arrived at the hotel. Wang Aike did not know these things. After the celebration ceremony, he declined the invitation of his teammates to go out and took the team bus with a gold medal and a game ball.
Return to the hotel.
Coach Tang Yaodong arrived yesterday and came directly to Lisbon to meet up. Wang Ai also promised him to consume as little as possible, but the game ended in overtime.
"It's a bit exciting today." In a dining room of the hotel restaurant, Wang Ai, who was sitting opposite Tang Yaodong, pointed to his head: "I was a little stimulated by Cristiano Ronaldo's gesture."
Tang Yaodong chuckled across a pile of ingredients covered in tureens: "Normally, you are the top shooter. He shows off so arrogantly that he surpasses you. No one else can resist it."
Leonie, who was also present beside them, smiled: "Let's eat, are you all hungry? It's so late."
"Oh, yes." Tang Yaodong patted his head: "While we are eating and chatting, I will tell you about the recent events of the national team."
Tang Yaodong talked and Wang Ai listened. Occasionally, the two of them would consult Leoni, the deputy team leader of the Chinese team in the last World Cup. The delegation for this World Cup is about to be formed, and Leoni is still the deputy team leader, so there is nothing to hide from her.
Having been in charge of Beyond Sports and CY Sports for a long time, Leoni’s status as a sports expert has become more and more solid. Apart from the two interlocutors who focus on sports, this conversation about the national team’s trip to Brazil is really inseparable from her.
This operation and management experts participate.
In the middle of the night, Leonie, wrapped in a bathrobe, returned to the bedroom: "Still not asleep?"
"So it was all just pretending? Can't you sleep now?" Leonie smiled and threw herself on Wang Ai's back: "Do it again?"
