Back in Madrid, Wang Ai almost immediately received a congratulatory call from Ronaldo. Wang Ai, who knew it well, invited him to his home for the second time on the phone.
This time Ronaldo agreed very happily. The two agreed to have a gathering at Wang Ai's house the next night after returning from the away game in Las Palmas, which was the night of the 14th. Wang Ai also casually mentioned his World Cup champion teammate
He was a guest at his home and he might attend. Ronaldo asked, "Is it a Stuka?"
When Wang Ai went to the club to participate in training on the afternoon of March 10, he also received face-to-face congratulations or teasing from everyone. Wang Ai smiled and dealt with it for a while. It can be seen that if an invitation is sent, almost no one will refuse to come to his house for a gathering. However,
Wang Ai was satisfied with the current situation and had no intention of deepening the personal relationship with his teammates, so he did not invite him.
From status, to influence, to the opportunity to get media headlines, the entire Real Madrid team is only on the same level as Cristiano Ronaldo and Wang Ai, and the others, even Ramos, are far behind. Deepening personal relationships with them will not bring anything to Wang Ai.
Substantial help will bring a lot of additional burdens, such as Real Madrid's historically troublesome locker room clique problem.
Those who speak Portuguese and those who speak Spanish, everyone plays his own way. Wang Ai, the one who speaks Chinese, is not one of them. He doesn't need to hug anyone's thigh now, he himself is the thickest leg.
Wang Ai is actually only interested in Modric, but it is a pity that the Croatians are not interested in him. I don’t know whether it is because he is slow or because he doesn’t like him. Wang Ai has invited several times, but the Croatians have been silent. In fact, Wang Ai is only interested in former socialist countries.
His teammates only had a little bit of moral sympathy. Since the Croatians didn't want to do it, Wang Ai stopped thinking about it.
Really speaking, Wang Ai and Kroos should be close, but it's a pity that they don't call. Kroos was relatively withdrawn when he was at Bayern, and at that time, Wang Ai, Robben, and Erba mostly played together. After arriving at Real Madrid,
Wang Ai found that Cross was still so withdrawn and had no enthusiasm for his reunited old teammates, so Wang Ai just let it go.
"It's different from when I was a kid, when teammates were just buddies." Wang Ai chatted with Lao Bai while resting on the edge of the pitch at the Real Madrid Sports Center in the night: "Teammates now are just teammates. Everyone hangs out in the same vanity fair. Even if they want to get close,
, and there are many concerns. Cristiano Ronaldo has been to Real Madrid for 7 years, and very few teammates have been to his home. Messi has been in Barcelona for more than ten years, and not many have been to his home. Let’s go and run a few more laps.”
Lao Bai gasped and pulled away Wang Ai's hand: "I still want to walk home on my legs."
"You have only retired for a few years and this is what happened?" Wang Ai made a fuss.
Lao Bai rolled his eyes: "Brother is almost 40, is he the same as you?"
Wang Ai waved his hand: "Fuck you, old Bangzi, get out of here!"
Lao Bai moved on the spot, but still didn't stand up. He looked at Wang Ai's retreating back and sighed: "How many years younger should I be... Tsk, I can't catch up even if I'm young."
Wang Ai ran two laps and came back and stood in front of Lao Bai: "A person is really old when he is old. How many people run marathons in their sixties or seventies?"
Lao Bai nodded helplessly: "What you said is right, but you have to give me time to adapt. I haven't practiced in the past few years since I retired. I can't stand this violence."
"Okay." Wang Ai's enthusiasm waned: "I originally planned to ask you to come and practice with me. I have been thinking about new technologies in the past two years, but unfortunately there has been no progress."
"New technology?" Lao Bai became interested: "What?"
Wang Ai waved his hand: "I can't tell at the moment. I'll tell you tomorrow morning. It's a bit late today. I have to hurry up."
But there was no time to say anything the next morning, because Xu Qinglian arrived. Wang Ai received the call at the gym the night before, so naturally all the work on the next morning centered around the arrival of my wife. Since 2014
Starting from the spring of this year, Xu Qinglian stayed in BJ for more than two years. Others returned to China half a year before the due date to wait for delivery, and then breastfed for a year. She had a whole year longer than others.
In the past two years, Wang Ai has only been able to see her when he returned to China, and we usually communicate by phone. It's really like living apart in two places.
However, for the sake of fairness, Wang Ai did not pick her up at the airport. Wang Ai understood what the little beauty did not say that night in Germany.
At 11 o'clock in the morning, in front of his home in the majestic Madrid, Wang Ai waited for Xu Qinglian, who had just gotten off the new bulletproof car brought from Fiat headquarters.
Xu Qinglian walked up to Wang Ai with a smile: "Why are you so mobilized? Just come out by yourself and invite Brother Bai and sister-in-law to come out too?"
Lao Bai quickly shook his head: "No, no, I am willing. How can I sit still for economists with my younger siblings?"
"Aren't economists also younger siblings?" Xu Qinglian skipped the men and came to Sister Xiao Meng: "Sister-in-law, I have always heard them talking about you, but I haven't seen you for many years."
Sister Xiao Meng stretched out her hand and took Xu Qinglian's arm: "Yes, the last time was in 2004, right? I remember you, Leoni, and Kang Si? You three went to Aachen, Germany to play together? It was that time, right?
?”
"Can you?"
The two walked in lively, and Wang Ai and Lao Bai, who had been left out, followed helplessly. When they reached the door of the room, Sister Xiao Meng took the initiative to let go: "I will go to the backyard to play with the cat for a while. Brother Bai, come over."
Stay with me."
Lao Bai stepped forward with a wink: "Let's go!"
Xu Qinglian looked at their backs with a smile as they walked around the backyard before stepping into the room. She raised her head and looked around: "As I imagined, the girls' dormitory is still on the second floor, right?"
Zhao Dan, who was being watched by Xu Qinglian, nodded proactively: "Yes, I will take them upstairs to assign rooms."
Xu Qinglian's four guards each followed Zhao Dan upstairs with their luggage. Some of Huang Xin and Shi Wenjun's female guards went upstairs to rest, some went to the kitchen to work, some rested on the bench in the front yard and read, and some
Wang Ai went to the backyard to play with the two guests, and Wang Ai's male guards also dispersed, leaving the space to the long-lost family in a tacit understanding.
Xu Qinglian walked around the first floor with a smile, looking at the kitchen, the male guard's dormitory, and the gym. Huang Xin and Shi Wenjun chatted and laughed softly with them. Wang Ai looked at Xu Qinglian's figure and felt puzzled.
I haven't paid attention to it in the past two years, so how did it get so popular?
Thinking of this, Wang Ai stepped forward and slapped Xu Qinglian at the door of the gym, which shocked Xu Qinglian. Her eyes widened: "What are you doing?"
Wang Ai also had a sudden thought, but he pretended to be calm and grabbed Xu Qinglian's arm: "Go upstairs and talk!"
The trapped Xu Qinglian was pulled to the stairs and grabbed the handrail: "I don't!"
"No?" Wang Ai smiled ferociously, bent down and picked up the beauty.
The big beauty kicked her legs twice: "I'm going to call someone."
Wang Ai let out a hey, but didn't move.
The beauty bit her lip and whispered: "Let me go, I will go by myself."
