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Chapter 37: Changing Dragon (7)

"Ten years ago, I left Spain for England. Ten years later, I returned to Spain from England."

At 10 o'clock in the morning on September 10th, on the rostrum of the press conference hall of Real Madrid Sports Center, Wang Ai, who was sitting in the middle, slowly opened his mouth under the smiling gazes of Florentino and Benitez on both sides.

Today's first question is from Wang Ai's old friend, Martin, a senior reporter from "Marca" who has never lost contact in the past ten years. He asked him on behalf of the fans who like Wang Ai: "How does it feel to visit again?"

"Destiny is so wonderful. When I left ten years ago, I was in Madrid, and when I came back ten years later, I was still in Madrid. These ten years were both short and very long." Wang Aiwen's eyes swept across the press hall, reporters.

The restless mood calmed down a lot, and they all carefully looked at this world-famous super giant, and a strange feeling arose in their hearts.

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"A lot has happened in these ten years, and it seems to have passed in an instant. When I left, this place was not a sports center, so I should be very unfamiliar with it, but it feels very familiar, probably because the invitation from Real Madrid has always been there.

Let me miss you here." Having said this, Wang Ai looked sideways at the chairman and said with a smile: "Ten years ago, Mr. Chairman invited me, but unfortunately the lineup at that time was so strong that even being an opponent would feel honored."

Martin raised his hand: "Then you came back this time because they all retired?"

Wang Ai was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Yes."

The whole scene burst into laughter.

"The current lineup is also very strong, and I am stronger than ten years ago." After the laughter, Wang Ai continued: "When Mr. Chairman invited me again, I said to myself, it's time for me to go.

Otherwise, Mr. Chairman will be angry."

There was another chuckle at the scene.

"I thank Mr. Chairman for his enthusiasm over the years and for not giving up because I have repeatedly missed. I hope that my performance can be worthy of his trust and repay his enthusiasm." After saying this, Wang Ai smiled and nodded to the press officer.

Lower your head.

The press officer was infected by Wang Ai's charming demeanor and responded gracefully before calling the next reporter.

"Is there any other reason besides the invitation from the chairman? I heard that many clubs have also invited you, and I believe their presidents will also be very enthusiastic. Why did you choose Real Madrid in the end?"

"I do have many choices. There are more than 100 in the five major leagues, and there are dozens of companies that qualify for the Champions League. But Real Madrid also has many choices. There are probably millions of professional players in the world. So, among so many choices, we

Reaching an agreement with each other can only show that we both need each other and think that the other person is suitable."

"I heard that you only signed a one-year contract with Real Madrid. Is it true?" Another reporter asked.

Wang Ai suddenly turned his head and looked at Florentino: "Mr. Chairman, can I say something?"

Mr. Chairman smiled and spread his hands. Wang Ai turned back to the audience and said, "Yes, one-year contract."

"Why? Don't you want to sign a long-term contract?"

"Why do you want to sign a long-term contract?" Wang Ai asked with a smile.

"In this way, you will be the club's long-term partner, and you will get a stable income in the next few years. Even if you are injured or in poor condition, you can get your salary without having to worry about being laid off." The reporter said very quickly.

"I can indeed get a long-term contract, but I prefer to leave options for both parties. If I feel that my ability no longer matches my salary and my teammates, then I will leave automatically. Today I have got a big deal.

Some important awards, so I hope that the day I leave is a glorious curtain call, rather than becoming a burden to the club and teammates and being hated by them."

There was a commotion in the audience. Wang Ai's poet-like language was so beautiful.

"Has Cristiano Ronaldo called you? Will he welcome you? Are you worried about your status? And you have been so competitive in the past few seasons. How do you deal with this extremely antagonistic relationship?"

Wang Ai smiled when he heard this: "You may not know, but Cristiano and I have known each other for a long time. Outside of the game, we are friends who appreciate each other and have many common languages. Some people are like this, even if we are together every day, we will not

Become friends, and some people will miss each other even if they meet once. I am very happy to have the opportunity to become teammates this time, just like friends reunited after a long separation."

"What about your competition? And Messi? Will there still be a super giant war in the new season?"

"In all our football-related work, the primary and first-order goals are the club's goals and the club's needs." When Wang Ai said this, he pointed at himself with both hands and smiled: "Because the club pays us a salary."

After the laughter, Wang Ai added: "As for our competition, I think there will definitely be some changes because I'm here, but I don't know how."

Another reporter asked: "What is your impression of Benitez?"

"This is the second time I've been his player. I'm very happy. It saves us a lot of communication energy."

"What I want to ask is, what do you think of his abilities? Will he lead you to win the championship?"

Wang Ai frowned when he heard this, and then relaxed: "I don't have extra time to pay attention to coaching work, so I can't evaluate whether Rafael is a good coach, and I can't predict whether he will lead us to the championship.

.But I think the evaluation from the club should be more accurate than mine, even if I really understand the coach's work. In this regard, everyone should trust the chairman and his team."

"You have experienced many coaches. Who do you think is the best? I mean, from your perspective, don't give me the number of championships they have won. We will all check this. We want to hear your personal opinion.

Feel.”

Wang Ai put his hands on the table in front of him and crossed his fingers, looking embarrassed and said: "If you want to ask me who is the most handsome among them, I can answer you immediately. But, I really haven't paid attention to their work. To be a pure

The players have consumed all my energy."

When the reporter saw that Wang Ai said nothing and refused to jump into this trap, the reporter had to settle for the next best thing: "Okay, then who is the most handsome among them?"

Wang Ai didn't seem to expect that he could really ask. He was obviously stunned for a moment, which caused a few snickers from the audience. Then he slowly turned his head to look at Benitez... He turned around and couldn't help but turn his head and glance again.

Benitez was puzzled by Wang Ai's look and subconsciously touched his beard.

Then, Wang Ai looked at the reporter who asked the question with a sincere expression: "You should ask me who is most like an artist."

There was laughter on stage and off stage. A reporter in the crowd shouted out without waiting for the reporter who asked the question: "Wang, who is most like an artist?"

Wang Ai looked serious, leaned into the microphone and said one word: "Roberto Mancini."


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