Wang Ai bumped his forehead with the child's forehead one by one: "Dad is the best football player in the world. You are so brave! Can my sister know how to play football?"
"Yes, but she is still young and can't kick us." Wang Sheng said.
"Don't leave your sister behind when you play, okay?"
"Well, we all play together, but sometimes she gets tired." Wang Sheng said.
Wang Ai looked at Wang Zhonghua with a smile: "What about you? Did you play well?"
"I don't play as well as my brother." Wang Zhonghua is as tall as Wang Sheng, but has a serious face: "My brother plays forward, I play defender, and my sister plays midfielder."
"Young!" Wang Ai said in surprise: "Have you even decided on the location? Okay!"
With that said, Wang Ai simply stood up with the two children in his arms, and said to the two smiling women standing aside, "Give me a ball."
Leonie exclaimed: "You are the best player in the world, and you still have to show off to your children."
Even so, he was dissatisfied with his actions. He took out a steamed bun football from a small pocket and threw it over: "Your sons are so cute. They take them with them to school. Don't kick them."
"Also, save your energy and don't kick him out. We can't afford to break whose glass we will kick, but we can't say whose people we will break." Huang Xin interjected with a smile.
The two children looked at the football ball on the grass in front of them, which was about to fall to the ground. Wang Ai closed his arms and said, "Look at Dad!"
As he said that, he lifted his toes and the football started to rise. Although it was only as big as a steamed bun, Wang Ai was very familiar with the blindfolded balls that he used to retrieve in Munich. So, after the football started to rise, Wang Ai quickly raised his feet.
, the football landed lightly on the shoe, and I don’t know how Wang Ai controlled it. The round football tremblingly stayed on Wang Ai’s feet. As Wang Ai’s feet moved up and down, it seemed to be stuck.
Same.
Both boys were dumbfounded.
Then Wang Ai's legs shook slightly and the football flew up. Wang Ai raised his arms and used his deltoid muscles as cushions for his sons. He pinched the waists of the two sons with his big hands. At the same time, he leaned back and caught the ball in the air with his toes.
The ball is still kept on the toes. Perhaps the side spin force was added when shaking the legs just now. At this time, the football that is left on Wang Ai's toes and may fall at any time but does not fall is spinning at a speed that can be discerned by the naked eye!
Wang Sheng, Wang Zhonghua, and Wang Hongzhuang opened their mouths. Even the women were a little surprised. The guards who followed Huang Xin and Leoni from far and near or were preparing to go to the DC area or stayed in the monitoring room would not miss this.
A display of ball skills.
You won’t know it if you don’t listen or see it, and you will be shocked when you hear it or see it. Just two actions showed the soft footwork, sensitive control and exquisite ball sense of the world’s number one football player in every detail.
Most of the people in this compound are football players and know how to play football. I saw that Wang Ai's legs in mid-air were not delicate, but moved slightly back and forth, left and right, and his feet were also slightly adjusted.
, just to keep the ball on your toes and spin it a few more times.
Until Wang Ai got a little tired, he suddenly retracted his leg and switched legs. The football stayed on the other toe and continued to spin, and the cheers of the defenders finally sounded.
Wang Ai's legs shook again, and the football flew into the air. Wang Ai straightened up and stood on tiptoes. He still had time to glance at his two sons, and Wang Hongzhuang in front of him. Unfortunately, all three children's attention was on the ball.
Go. They probably thought there was some special equipment installed inside the ball, which completely blinded Dad's emotions.
Sensing Wang Ai's embarrassment, Huang Xinle covered her mouth.
The football landed on Wang Ai's forehead, but when he put down his heels and curled up his back, the height of the rebound was greatly reduced. By the time the second ball fell, Wang Ai had already half-crouched, which made the football almost lose its rebounding power.
It landed directly and smoothly on top of Wang Ai's head.
This made the three children scream in surprise.
Looking at the smug man, Leonie leaned into Huang Xin's ear: "Why were you laughing just now? Did the doctor waste his feelings in vain?"
Huang Xin nodded and shook his head. After Xu Qinglian also noticed it, he could only say: "Yes, but I remembered another thing. Another time he came back after participating in an event and sighed with me, saying that when he was a child, he only knew how to read Journey to the West.
Damn it, I didn’t notice until I came back from that event that the king is also very good-looking.”
While Wang Ai's feet were like butterflies and the football was playing like a ball through flowers, the women started gossiping.
"Huang Xin, what about when you were watching Journey to the West when you were a child? Did you also watch the monkeys?" Xu Qinglian asked curiously.
"I must have watched the protagonist, right? But I was also very impressed by those female fairies." Huang Xin said with a smile: "I also investigated this matter later and found that there is a big difference between male and female audiences. We generally
Everyone will notice that the clothes of female seductresses are very beautiful, maybe people of the same sex are more likely to be noticed. What about you? Isn’t that right?”
Xu Qinglian turned her head and looked at Huang Xin with a smile: "No, I just looked at Tang Monk."
Huang Xin and Leonie laughed heartily: "Which Tang Monk is this?"
Xu Qinglian said openly: "It's not which one. I couldn't tell them apart when I was a kid. In fact, you can't blame me. Do you think there are normal men besides Tang Monk? The most normal one is a bearded man, right?"
"It seems that you are a lover of fresh meat." Huang Xin laughed: "Would you like me to introduce a few to you? They are very willing to check their faces in our company."
"Them?" Xu Qinglian made no secret of her disdain: "Those who entertain people with sex."
Huang Xin looked at Leonie who pursed her lips and spread her hands. Leonie tilted her head and said, "He's a great scholar."
"You two, don't pretend to be so innocent. One of you is a well-known foreign expert and the other is the CEO of an entertainment company. What kind of people do you think highly of? You act like that."
Faced with Xu Qinglian's condemnation, the two big bosses burst out laughing. Xu Qinglian had been holding back at home for two years, but she became even sharper. The book that caused a sensation in the economics world also added fuel to the fire, making this company single-handedly founded
The female boss of the largest multinational e-commerce company in China has become bookish.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
"Dad, me, me too..." Seeing that Wang Ai was tired from playing, Wang Hongzhuang raised her head and stretched out her hand to ask her father to hold her and play ball, but she was too timid when she reached half way.
Wang Ai took a breath and looked around at his two grinning sons who were still laughing: "I'll give my sister a hug, okay?"
Wang Sheng hesitated and nodded: "Okay."
Wang Zhonghua followed up: "You have to be gentle, my sister is timid."
Wang Ai smiled broadly: "Okay."
He picked up his daughter Wang Ai and asked, "How do you want to play?"
"I, I don't know." Wang Hongzhuang looked happy but had no idea.
"Then, how about I kick the ball and you pick it up?" As he said this, Wang Ai moved his foot, and the football flew up slightly and landed in Wang Hongzhuang's outstretched hands.
