Chapter 315: Toss me a peach and return it with Qiongyao (5)
In his lifetime, it is unlikely that Paris will actually spend 200 million to buy a star in one year.
This is really an exaggeration. Wang Ai’s annual salary at Real Madrid is only 28 million.
Even when the little beauty reported an annual salary of 100 million euros to the agency, the agency thought it was a joke and after repeated confirmations, he hesitated and reported it to Paris.
Paris will probably have to go through some psychological torture, but Wang Ai can't care about that. Among the clubs that give him quotations every year, Paris can't even make it into the top ten. They are the kind that have nothing but money. Wang Ai doesn't get excess returns
Won't consider it.
Madrid, the sun is shining brightly. After a healthy competition within the team, on the afternoon of April 2, the team welcomed Allawi's team at the Bernabeu. Before the game, the fast-talking players revealed to the press the news of Real Madrid's competition for the job, which made Allawi
The Wei team began to look forward to the second half when he came on as a substitute, but first they had to survive the first half in which the main players felt the pressure.
Less than 10 minutes into the game, Cristiano Ronaldo and Benzema each fired an anti-aircraft cannon. Probably because of the dazzling sunshine in the afternoon, they did not suppress it. After a few minutes, Wang Ai couldn't help but kick up. He paid special attention to this point, the angle.
He suppressed it, and with his strength, the ball successfully crossed the goal line.
What’s interesting is that the three of them shot from almost the same position, and they all used their right foot. The difference is that Ronaldo shot towards the ball, Benzema cut in and shot, and Wang Ai stepped on the ball and made a cow’s tail.
A volley after passing someone.
"Wow!" Leonie, who was sitting in the family area, exclaimed: "What confidence! The first two were defeated, and yet you are so decisive."
"The strongest shooter for ten consecutive years is here." Huang Xin snickered: "That's right, I think he should be more domineering. Even Messi is more domineering than him. If you have confidence, you should be more domineering."
"He was domineering with us." Leonie bumped her butt: "It's better to go to the private room, I miss him so much."
The little beauty who had been silent on the other side raised her head and said, "You just have to be quiet. You couldn't help it as soon as the tiger left. She will come back in a few months. I'll see what you do then."
"Hey, let's feel comfortable for a while." The lion continued to be happy.
Real Madrid was encouraged to attack more frequently. Wang Ai, who was responsible for frontcourt turnover and organization of attacks, reduced his shots and constantly created opportunities for his teammates. Either through the ball, or knocking across, or running to support, so that
Benzema, Ronaldo and others became more and more comfortable as they played, and by the end of the half the score was already 4:0.
During the halftime break, Zidane made some arrangements with a smile on his face. Wang Ai looked at his words and estimated that he could only play 15 minutes in the second half, so he took the time to rest and adjust his mentality. At the beginning of the second half, he called for support from his teammates, and Modric happened to be there.
He stole the ball in the backcourt and saw Wang Ai starting to run, so he sent a long pass out.
For this long pass that landed far away, Wang Ai rode a thousand miles alone. Amid people's surprised and surprised eyes and cheers, he crossed the entire midfield before catching up. When he caught up, almost everyone around him
There are no more opposing players.
Facing the hastily organized defense line, Wang Ai made continuous attacks and passed people, and finally passed the goalkeeper.
"Wow!"
The women in the box cheered the same as the fans in the audience. Even if it wasn't their men, such an exciting performance would still make their hearts beat faster and win their praise.
Wang Ai, who thought he had completed his task, relaxed and waited for Zidane's substitution order ten minutes later. He hugged Yinske and was hugged by Zidane, and then sat on the bench to drink water.
, chatting, watching the game. From time to time, the camera scanned his face on the bench. Unlike other players who frowned and nervously followed the game, Wang Ai leaned back in his chair and was very happy, just like a big fan.
Half an hour later, the whistle sounded at the Bernabeu, and Real Madrid came to a close with a huge victory amidst the applause of the fans. High in the stands, Florentino and the shareholders were high-fiving; lower in the stands, the fans were discussing the stars enthusiastically.
Performance, thinking about how many championships we will win at the end of this season.
There is one less time and opportunity left for Barcelona.
After walking out of the stadium and entering the locker room, Wang Ai changed his shoes, picked up a towel and walked into the bathroom. There was a splash of warm water, and he did not use shower gel. After washing, he collapsed. It happened that Zidane also came back, so Wang Ai walked out of the locker room with everyone, and ran
Toward the parking lot.
Unlike his teammates, although Wang Ai left his game jersey in the locker room waiting for the staff to clean it, he insisted on washing his shoes himself, so after every game he had to carry a satchel with his sneakers.
After getting in the car at the parking lot and listening to the women's discussion, Wang Ai happily leaned back in his chair and looked out the window. The changes in Madrid in spring are mainly reflected in the women's clothes, which are becoming less and less.
It was rare to "get off work" on time today, so everyone started working together, and soon a sumptuous dinner was put on the table. When the last dish of broccoli beef stew was placed on the four tables, the "Today's Chef" said "The dishes have been served."
After that, there was no need for anyone to announce it, everyone just took the tachyon and started eating.
"Eat less, you won't train tonight."
The guards slowly left the table, but Wang Ai was still eating. The little beauty couldn't help but persuade her.
Wang Ai shook the drumstick in his hand: "But I can swim soon, it's already April, and if I don't swim it will be the offseason again. The best months are six, seven, eight and three months at the end of the year, but I can't even swim, so I have to hurry up now
Already."
The little beauty silently took out her mobile phone and called up the calculator: "According to your food intake tonight, excluding your consumption of an hour of free swimming, please swim tonight until, um, early morning tomorrow."
Wang Ai's face dropped: "Just have a meal!"
But while he was talking, his hands stopped, and he reluctantly finished chewing the last chicken leg and stood up: "If you don't enjoy eating, I will punish you by washing the dishes today!"
The little beauty ignored Wang Ai. She stood up, put the plate in the dishwasher and pressed the button. The sound of running water rang out. Wang Ai looked at it regretfully and went out. He repeatedly disliked this thing for wasting water.
The beauty reminds me many times that this is Madrid...
Swimming in the pool, occasionally looking up to be illuminated by the lazy and warm sunset, Wang Ai felt calm and beautiful.
As the 1617 season is coming to an end, key events on all fronts are approaching. The performance of the team and individuals throughout the season will also begin to be taken stock of. The most important evaluation of the two awards will also be in the coming month and in the next ten games.
inside.
"What are you thinking about? Everyone is cold." Leonie squatted by the swimming pool.
"Really? I didn't pay attention." Wang Ai responded, felt it for a while, then leaned over and said, "Thinking about how to eat the biggest cake."
"Basically, just walk on smoothly." Leonie leaned on the wall outside the shower room door with her arms crossed and one leg bent.
"Well." Wang Ai's muffled voice was mixed with the sound of water: "We still need to look at everything."
