Leonie smiled and looked down at the document: "Actually, there are quite a few. In the last round of La Liga on May 22, if either the King's Cup or the Champions League reaches the final, then there will be one more game in early June, and then there will be another
The top 12, then the Confederations Cup 10 days later until the beginning of July, and then it’s okay. The World Championships won’t be until the beginning of August, so you have a month to spare.”
"Really?" Wang Ai immediately became energetic: "Show me!"
After a while, Wang Ai slapped his thigh: "It's not just a month. Look, the 100 meters and long jump of the World Championships are concentrated on the 4th and 5th. As long as I don't participate in the 4×100, I can go there for two days."
I’m back, and then there will be the last two top 12 games until the end of the month. If I have enough points before, I don’t have to participate!”
Xu Qinglian nodded with a smile: "Yes, you don't have to participate, then you will have to return to Real Madrid in mid-August."
Wang Ai lowered his face and glanced sideways at Xu Qinglian: "Can't you just make me happy for a little longer?"
Xu Qinglian covered her mouth: "Just pretend I didn't say anything."
Wang Ai raised his head and leaned on the sofa pillow: "Life is so boring, what should I do to find motivation?"
Leonie: "Cons."
Kangsi: "Huh?"
Leonie: "After raising you for more than ten years, I finally touched you for a few months. I haven't touched you for more than a year."
Kangsi blushed: "You, that's not what he meant."
Leonie laughed and looked at the others: "Did we make it too easy for him? He didn't even resist whoever he wanted to hold him down. As a result, they didn't care about him anymore and even complained that he had no motivation in life.
"
The little beauty nodded: "That's right. Hey, why have I forgotten a woman's reserve and jealousy? We really make her worry-free, Xiao Huang, don't you think so?"
Huang Xin stood up and rolled up his sleeves: "Come on, let's have a fight and make some trouble for him so that he won't be unaware of his blessings."
"Please forgive me." Wang Ai stood up and bowed: "I just suddenly felt a little tired."
"Well, are you tired from playing every night?" Huang Xin didn't look good this time.
"I have been playing every night for ten years, and I..." Wang Ai knocked on his chest: "I haven't even coughed!"
"How about you eat some dessert? Sweet things will increase happiness." The little beauty was still holding Huang Xin's waist and suddenly suggested: "In the past, your tiredness and depression were relieved by eating good food. I think
I think there is anything else you want to eat. If you haven’t eaten, we will eat better in the past few days."
"Let's eat Sichuan food, it's exciting enough." Xu Qinglian was full of malice.
Wang Ai thought for a long time before shaking his head: "Oh, forget it, it will be a bad thing if you eat something unsafe."
"You really want to eat it?" Xu Qinglian said in surprise.
"Isn't that right?" Wang Ai disagreed: "Everything about nutritious meals is good, and it tastes good, but the only thing is that it is not exciting enough. Think about it. I have eaten nutritious meals with me over the years. There are very few oils, salts, spicy foods, etc. that stimulate the taste.
?Mediocre, right?"
Several people looked at each other, and the little beauty said: "But it's true that I haven't noticed it even if you don't tell me. But when you tell me, I feel a little dull."
"Yes, heavy oil and salt are unhealthy, but people always yearn for unhealthy things. If they are always healthy, they will become mentally ill after being healthy for a long time." Wang Ai patted his chest proudly, as if he had changed.
Leonie said seductively: "Have you forgotten that our house has a kitchen? If you want to eat Sichuan food, you can cook it yourself?"
Wang Ai slapped his thigh and jumped up: "Hey, hey, hey, hey!"
Amid the laughter of the women, Wang Ai turned around: "Hurry, hurry, what's for dinner? It's a midnight snack."
After choosing a large circle, I finally decided on Maoxuewang. The soup was so watery that I couldn’t hold it back but could satisfy my craving. So I flipped through the recipes and picked out the ingredients. There were a lot of people in my family, so I prepared a lot of ingredients. There were three largest freezers.
These pigs are in the water and everything.
After a while, a large pot of Maoxuewang was ready, and the whole kitchen smelled spicy, like chemical weapons.
Wang Ai apologized to the women: "It's not my first time to do it. The spiciness has come out. It should be in the soup."
"Fortunately, summer will be over soon." Leonie served a large bowl of white rice to Wang Ai and cut a large piece of rice for herself.
Huang Xin cut a piece of tofu and looked at Leonie: "Bread with Maoxuewang?"
Leonie nodded: "Ah, coffee with pancakes and fruit, so many BJ white-collar workers eat like this."
"It's so spicy!" Xu Qinglian tasted it for a while and then put it down. She turned around and brought a few spring pancakes over: "The starch is spicy, it's better this time."
Kangsi didn't eat the staple food, so she took a large bowl of water, picked up some vegetables, put them in the bowl and rinsed them before eating. She felt quite comfortable eating, but she looked a bit like a raccoon.
It didn't take long for everyone to eat up one bowl of vegetables. Everyone was sixty percent full after eating and had the urge to have another bowl. Wang Ai was also not satisfied: "Forget it, I'm going swimming. You can't eat more than one meal with delicious food."
"Take it easy. It's hot now and the water is cold. Don't catch a cold." Huang Xin warned.
"Then, let's go to the gym first, are you going? The snack tonight is still high in calories, so it's best to move around."
"Let's play for a while first." Xu Qinglian said: "I haven't been online for a long time, so everyone is here today."
In the last few days of August, Wang Ai quietly started daily football training. He still listened to the women's words. He was also afraid that his performance would be disappointing after returning to Real Madrid. Originally, he was allowed to run track and field across borders.
Football sponsors, fans, and clubs are worried, so they rely on the fact that his football performance is getting better and better to suppress him. If the reverse is true, the problem will be huge.
The influence of the International Association of Athletics Federations is far less than that of FIFA, and the actual influence of the Track and Field Center is far less than that of the Football Management Center. If Wang Aizhen wants to lose sight of one thing, he will have to be dragged back.
On the evening of August 30, Wang Ai took the high-speed train to leave Beijing and head north to meet the national team in Changchun. As soon as he arrived at the hotel, he was surrounded and ridiculed.
"Hey, isn't this the new 100-meter trapeze? Are you in the wrong place?"
"Thank you for cheering for Chinese football."
"It's a great honor that you can still remember our top 12 competition."
Wang Ai curled his lips and looked at the brothers and said, "Look at how envious and jealous you are."
"Who is so envious and jealous that they just give me a few bonuses?"
"Aren't you envious and jealous? Then you want to rebel? I just went on an errand and want to usurp power? Do you want to read the letter of apology tomorrow?"
Old Tang and others smiled and looked at everyone talking nonsense. After everyone had made enough noise, they came up and said, "How are you? You are feeling well?"
Wang Ai looked at everyone and sighed: "Okay, let's test it. Let's not do anything special, otherwise these guys will be so angry that they can't sleep."
"Who wants to challenge me to a duel!" Wang Ai shouted to his brothers in an extremely domineering manner.
