Wang Ai was silent for a while when he heard the sound and didn't know how to answer. It seemed that any answer was fine, but there seemed to be no standard answer. Wang Ai suffered from a phobia of choice for a while.
Seeing that Wang Ai was silent, the reporters thought that he didn't want to talk, so they started asking questions. These questions were like when the computer was stuck in one process, and the owner kept inputting other processes, causing a bigger problem.
confusion.
"Ah, I won the league championship with the team today, and I'm in a good mood." Wang Ai suddenly said this.
The reporters looked at each other: We haven’t asked this question yet?
Wang Ai ignored them and continued: "Being able to win the league championship in the first season after returning to La Liga makes me convinced that this transfer is correct. As for some of my personal data, that is the football
The team needs it, everyone needs it, and the fans also need it. Opportunities like this appeared in each game, and I was lucky enough to seize the opportunity, so when I summarize it now, it seems to be a lot."
"So how will you celebrate?"
"Uh... maybe, I don't know. Now is not the time. The Champions League is coming to an end. It's very difficult."
"Then what kind of gesture does Real Madrid have? For example, sending you souvenirs or holding a celebration party for you?"
"I haven't heard of it, maybe, it's not necessary. Tomorrow is the championship parade, let's celebrate by the way? I don't need this. If we can reach the finals, then there is still a month, and it is still too early now.
, even if there are two games left in the league. If we reach the Champions League final, I may still have to play in these two league games, in order to maintain my condition."
Speaking of this, Wang Ai pointed to his teammates who had walked far ahead. Although the reporters were still asking questions, they had already involuntarily moved out of the way. They all could see that Wang Ai was not in good condition today.
No matter how much I ask, I can't get any exciting answers.
"What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?" Xu Qinglian asked strangely from the bulletproof car: "I scored 100 goals, and almost all major media reported it."
"I'm not in a bad mood because I'm angry, but I'm angry because I'm in a bad mood." Wang Ai leaned against the car window and looked at the street scene outside the window through the dark glass: "I remember that I used to be happy for several days if I scored a hat trick.
, I don’t know what happened this time, I’m not excited at all.”
"So you feel angry because you can't get excited when you should be excited?" Xu Qinglian said with a smile, stood up and came to the seat behind Wang Ai, pressed her hands on Wang Ai's temples: "You are too tired, take a rest and you will be home.
Already."
Wang Ai accepted Xu Qinglian's kindness, leaned her head back on the chair and let the cool fingers gently massage her. She was already asleep when she got home.
Xu Qinglian waved to the guards and parked the car in the garage of the yard. Everyone got out of the car and she stayed in the car with her. Due to the warm climate in Madrid, an open-air garage was enough. When Wang Ai first arrived,
Not yet used to calling this a carport, Xu Qinglian gently opened the car window, letting the dim light from the dark fiberglass carport enter the car, and letting the already warm breeze of late April blow on Wang Ai's face.
"I remember that when I moved to Madrid, I also brought the tent with me." Wang Ai, whose face was covered with a hat, suddenly said in the silence.
"Really?" Xu Qinglian hesitated: "It should be in the warehouse? I'm new here this year. I wasn't here when Manchester packed my luggage. Do you want to sleep in a tent?"
Hearing Wang Ai's "hmm", Xu Qinglian continued: "It's probably okay at night, but the temperature is a bit low. You'd better go there in mid-May or in the morning, right?"
Wang Ai let out a sigh, stretched out his hand to wave, and Xu Qinglian got up from the back seat and came to Wang Ai's side. The carriage was very quiet, and the little yellow and white horses at home didn't bother them when they heard about it. Only Wang Ai's
I feel very restless.
The phone rang in the silence. Xu Qinglian took the initiative to take the phone out of Wang Ai's bag and said softly to Wang Ai: "Zidane, maybe I didn't see you at the celebration banquet. Are you going?"
"I don't want to go." Wang Ai answered the phone, hesitated for a few seconds and then picked up.
Sure enough, as Xu Qinglian expected, Real Madrid held a celebration banquet tonight. It was not large, and it was all players, coaches, team doctors and their families. As the actual number one hero and number three figure of the team, he had just created 100 goals.
Great record, everyone really needs Wang Ai to be there.
"It's better to go and come back after a meal. Eat whatever you like. If you don't like it, tell me secretly and I'll call home and ask them to prepare it."
Wang Ai smiled bitterly: "Now I can only rely on delicious food to stimulate my passion for life... Okay, let's go, call the guards."
"Don't you want to change your clothes? You have to wear formal clothes, right?"
Wang Ai took off his hat with a hum and followed Xu Qinglian out of the car. He turned around and picked up his satchel. When passing by the restaurant, he suddenly wanted to drink milk, but when he thought about drinking milk every day, he felt no better. But Xu Qinglian noticed this pause.
When it arrived, she even interpreted the meaning: "What would you like to drink?"
"It's sweet and mellow, and I feel full of happiness after drinking it."
I know that men don’t drink alcohol, don’t drink milk tea, and don’t drink soft drinks. The only thing they can drink is milk except plain water.
"Goat milk?"
"tasty?"
“It tastes better than milk.”
"Why haven't I drank?"
"We only tried this when we were weaning our children."
The little beauty heard the two talking and interrupted: "Don't you know that your family has already started this project?"
"Ah?" The couple expressed surprise at the same time.
The little beauty rolled her eyes: "You really don't care about the stupid things at all. You only care about eating all day long."
The couple both laughed a little sheepishly, and the little beauty sighed: "Originally, I thought you were used to drinking milk, so I didn't change it. Idiot, you have goat milk, camel milk, and mare milk over there. Because goat milk is nutritious.
It has the highest value, so it’s the main item. Okay, you go, I’ll go to the supermarket and choose some good ones.”
The atmosphere of the celebration banquet was okay, everyone was talking and laughing, and the family members got together and chirped. After a year of getting along, everyone knew Wang Ai's temperament. No one persuaded him to drink. Marcelo was having a good time, and he didn't harass anyone after teasing them.
He and the substitute players were the liveliest, probably because they were finally able to be a little more arrogant, and several of them drank too much.
When she got home in the evening, the little beauty brought over a large cup of warm white syrup. Wang Ai took a sip and trembled all over: "This? Is this the smell of mutton?"
"What about mutton?"
"Very thick!" Wang Ai's face showed a happy expression.
"I drank more than 10,000 yuan a bottle of red wine, and ate more than 5,000 yuan a piece of fish without even seeing you nodding. But when I came back and drank milk for 1 euro, you were happy." Xu Qinglian said sarcastically to the side.
Wang Ai narrowed his eyes and looked at his wife: "This is my fate."
