Lao Gao didn't say anything after receiving Wang Ai's text message. It seemed that his reticence didn't even let go of his cell phone. Although he once boasted of being "profound", Wang Ai ridiculed him as "slow to respond", but no matter
I don’t want to reply, I’m too lazy to reply, or I just don’t understand. Anyway, Lao Gao is so aloof in any social interaction.
Wang Ai didn't intend to wait for his reply, nor did he intend to explain. This was another strong hint that he had received recently: "You are old, you can't do it anymore." Wang Ai was very angry last time, and he was equally angry this time.
"I just don't score enough goals, so how can I be regarded as useless?" Wang Ai was still indignant the next morning: "Even that guy Lao Bai hinted that I should think more about business issues, but I didn't even think about it when he was here.
From what I heard, I thought he meant well!"
Looking at the man who was sometimes angry, sometimes disappointed, sometimes angry, sometimes disappointed in an endless cycle, the little beauty finally couldn't help but stepped forward and poured a glass of juice for Wang Ai: "If you are not convinced, show it on the field! The next opponent is not
Coming soon?"
Wang Ai raised his head and looked at the little beauty with deep eyes: "You are right! You have been pretending to be a grandson for a long time, and you really treat me as a grandson!"
Xu Qinglian and Huang Xin looked at each other and silently mourned in their hearts for Sevilla, who would come to the Bernabeu in a few days.
At this time, the man is already half crazy. No matter who comes, he will vent his anger crazily. Who makes the people in China think too old and never know how to update? Who makes them subconsciously think that athletes will die at the age of 30?
My man's abilities are very clear. Not only is his skills more advanced now, but his physical fitness shows no signs of declining, and he is even vaguely stronger!
"It's been a long time since I've seen a man so excited?"
Early the next morning, Huang Xin woke up early and looked at Wang Ai disappearing at the door of her home, turned around and smiled: "You didn't even get in the car, you ran out!"
The little beauty nestled in the quilt and closed her eyes: "It's good. He has been feeling aggrieved since coming to Real Madrid. It's good to let him vent."
Huang Xin looked up at the clock, left the window and returned to the quilt: "Yeah, it's better than tossing us to death all day long."
The little beauty hummed, and then sighed after a while: "Qinglian is still more powerful in combat. How many nights is this already? The concerts can't be held consecutively."
"The little girl can bear it, and after holding it in for two years, she is almost going crazy." Huang Xin laughed twice, pulled up the quilt and went back to sleep decisively.
When they both woke up, there was a faint sound of water. They got dressed and got out of bed. They looked at the room in the backyard. The man was like a live fish thrown into a pot, causing a huge stir in the swimming pool.
of waves.
"Swimming in the morning?" Xu Qinglian squatted on the ground not far from the swimming pool and laughed.
"Ang!" Wang Ai continued to splash in the water.
"You regret drying the swimming pool in winter, so why don't you make up for winter swimming now?" Xu Qinglian wrapped her coat tightly.
Wang Ai, who was busy, made another "arrogant" sound and glanced at her blankly.
"Yeah? You think I talk too much, don't you? OK, I'll go, you can make your own breakfast!" Xu Qinglian stood up and was about to leave.
"Increase the amount!" Wang Ai finally said one more word, and when he saw Xu Qinglian coming back with a smile, he had to stop his actions temporarily: "I want to consume more, eat more, reserve more, and give the world a surprise on the weekend!"
"Then I'll make you stewed chicken, which contains both protein and fat!" Xu Qinglian quickly made up her mind.
Wang Ai took a deep breath, lowered his head and plunged into the water, leaving a shadow of his thumb on Xu Qinglian.
Lao Gao didn't know that he could drive his beloved disciple crazy with just a few words. The outside world also didn't know that Wang Ai was holding back a big move. Now the news of the two super giants having a private dinner for the first time is still spreading. With the two teams intermittent
Materials were released in a controlled manner, including photos of the two people getting together, their guests, the buffet dishes of the day, and the main dishes all appeared one by one. A half-day party actually allowed the two teams to join forces to create a TV series effect.
The photos and detailed records of the two of them going to the Real Madrid Sports Center for extra training at night have not been released yet.
The whole world is excitedly discussing to what extent the deepening friendship between the two super giants will elevate Real Madrid's already unattainable combat effectiveness. This process has invisibly snubbed Barcelona, which is equally matched with Real Madrid, and suppressed the attention of Barcelona's stars.
Spend.
For this reason, the Barcelona club had to use a mouth close to the media to say: "No matter what BBC group or AR group, they are not as good as our MSN group! At the Nou Camp in early April, we will give the world an answer!"
Real Madrid has always played a deep game and ignored Barcelona's provocations, but Real Madrid fans refused, especially Ronaldo fans who had been at odds with Messi fans for seven years. They rushed to leave messages at the bottom of Barcelona's official website. Thanks to the two Ronaldo fans
My sister has always been arrogant and the Ronaldo fans are also very venomous. But of course the Barcelona fans, who will never grow up, refused, and the two sides started to quarrel.
From the official websites of the two clubs, to the professional sports community, and then to the general community. Despite the noisy news, although the news of the two super giants’ dinner party still firmly occupies the headlines of the football section, Barcelona has finally squeezed in.
, let the national derby half a month later resurface in front of people.
"Which of you can win?"
The day before the game against Sevilla, Li Jun received a rare call and asked about El Clásico. Wang Ai was very surprised: "Why did you call me when you had time? Officer Li? You are such a jerk that you still
Remember my mobile phone number?"
"Ahem, Citizen Wang Ai, he insulted the police and was suspected of obstructing official duties...be careful!"
"I, I am still a scientist! Yes! I am a scientist of the Academy of Social Sciences, and you are hindering my scientific research activities!"
The two boasted at each other, and after a while Li Jun couldn't hold it anymore. He could hold his mouth, but he couldn't hold the phone bill: "The people's police are not as knowledgeable as the people!"
Wang Ai was also tired: "Tell me, what's going on? You bastard, you never bring anything to me."
"Aren't you busy? Hey, I'm busy too. I've been transferred to the anti-fraud and anti-gambling section. Recently I found that the amount of betting in La Liga, especially the next game between you and Barcelona, has surged, and a large number of scam websites have appeared, so
Just ask you what's going on."
Wang Ai grinned and told Li Jun about the "battle at Camp Nou".
After listening to this, Li Jun was speechless for a while, and after a long time he said: "We lose a lot of gambling funds every year, and many of them are related to you. For example, the Premier League was popular two years ago, and now La Liga is popular. Well, about how many dollars does it cost every year?
Hundreds of billions."
"So many?" Wang Ai was shocked.
"Many websites recruit gamblers under the guise of following you, especially those who are gambling for the first time. It is very easy to be fooled, and it is difficult for them to get rid of themselves." Li Jun said quietly.
