Chapter 321: There is no flower that does not need blood to water (1)
"Do you think Barcelona will fight you all for such a small hope?" Leonie said while eating.
"Who knows, anyway, Barcelona only has the Copa del Rey this season." Wang Ai grabbed a big bun.
"It means nothing in terms of points, but as long as the three of you are here, the game will always be meaningful." Huang Xin analyzed.
Wang Ai thought for a while: "That's right."
The little beauty remained silent until she was almost finished eating and then said: "I think you'd better not be careless. For the public, it is common sense that 2 is greater than 1. Currently, two of the three giants recognized in football are in Real Madrid, that is, Real Madrid
Winning against Barcelona is something that everyone deserves in the subconscious mind. It will not add points to you two, nor will it detract points from Messi. But if it is the other way around, you two will become a stepping stone for Messi."
Seeing that everyone was looking at her, the little beauty continued to analyze attentively: "Maybe it is because there is nothing to fight for in the league, and the Copa del Rey is useless and the problem is not big, Barcelona can give it a try. If they can win at the Bernabeu
, you can maximize the retention of fans and reputation. Don’t forget that in the last game at Camp Nou, you bloodbathed Barcelona, especially you, doctor, the Barcelona people hate you very much.”
Wang Ai smiled: "Scoring 5 goals for Barcelona at the Nou Camp, even though I have so many legendary games, this is one that stands out."
The little beauty rolled her eyes: "Did you listen to what I said? Who told you to brag?"
Wang Ai nodded calmly: "I know, I will prepare specially for this game."
"What are you preparing for?" Leonie asked curiously.
Wang Ai chuckled: "I won't tell you."
Soon, Leonie knew the answer. It turned out that Wang Ai planned to use Messi's method to beat Barcelona! He specially strengthened the training of high-frequency running in the morning training and night training three days before this game. When Wang Ai doubles
The ups and downs of her feet were as dense as the beat of a drum, and when Leonie felt dizzy, she knew that Wang Ai had listened to the little beauty's words.
"I used my own method in the last game. Barcelona should be very defensive, especially their defensive system. Their goalkeeper may have studied me specifically, so I had to take it by surprise." The night before the game.
, Wang Ai came out of the bathroom and threw himself on the big bed, casually pressing the little beauty's shoulders and back: "Messi's method is unexplainable, because it is too hateful. When the opponent cannot defend him with normal means, it is very difficult to defend him.
It’s easy to use abnormal means.”
"Foul?" The little beauty also looked very tired and was too lazy to grab Wang Ai's hand.
After a while, the little beauty said eagerly: "You will compete tomorrow, rest tonight."
"You have to be reasonable!" Wang Ai patted the bed board: "When did I abstain from sex the day before the competition? Don't think I don't know why the two of them hid out!"
The little beauty said "Qi" but didn't struggle any more.
At dawn the next day, Wang Ai went out early for morning exercises, but the little beauty almost didn't get up.
Running on the green grass, facing the rising sun, not paying attention to the filming of Lin Long following him, and occasionally giving a smile to the fans who are watching and screaming from a distance... In Madrid, who can get up so early?
Very few, which also allowed Wang Ai to stick to his decision to practice in the open space outside the Real Madrid Sports Center in the morning.
"In a good mood?" After returning to the car, Lin Long couldn't wait to start the interview, although he didn't know whether these detailed videos could be used.
"Of course." Wang Ai wiped the sweat on his forehead with a towel, and then pointed out the window: "With such scenery and such time, why should I feel bad? I live in the dream of most people every day."
"You seem to be very poetic today?"
"Hahaha!" Wang Ai looked away, gave the camera in Lin Long's hand a "staring" expression and sighed: "Maybe it's because the season is about to end, this is almost the penultimate most important game.
It’s even the most important from a certain perspective.”
"What angle?" Lin Long saw Wang Ai glaring at him and quickly explained: "Everyone is very curious about you."
"It's just like what everyone said. The three of us only have the opportunity to play together twice a year. Ronaldo and I are okay, we get along almost day and night, and there are always many opportunities to compete, but it is different with Messi." Wang
Ai turned his body sideways and raised his legs on the chair opposite: "Now that we are 30 years old, there won't be many duels like this."
Lin Long operated the camera and said nothing. He knew that Wang Ai would either not speak or talk endlessly.
Sure enough, Wang Ai was silent for a moment and continued: "When I was a child, I didn't think so much. I always felt that ten or eight years was a very long future. There are infinite possibilities in the future. What kind of opponents, peak showdowns, are always in the future. But now...
…”
Wang Ai shook his head: "When you walk through this road and look back, the longness becomes a calendar that has been turned over, and infinity becomes the words written down. No matter how many miracles or how incredible it is, it becomes something that people chew over and over again.
Reality. Maybe there is still some excitement, but it is really not much, so at this time you will cherish the next days, the next games, your teammates, and even your opponents."
Seeing Wang Ai's concluding remarks, Lin Long felt that he was still a little far away from home, so he started to tease Wang Ai again: "Is this official rhetoric?"
Wang Ai pointed at Lin Long and smiled: "This is not a diplomatic occasion, nor is it a business occasion, that's what I think. A beautiful and gorgeous game must be evenly matched, right? It's more fun when you come and I go,
Motivating each other, spiraling upwards, and having ups and downs is what’s exciting, right?”
"Have you ever considered retiring? Generally speaking, stars around the age of thirty will consider this issue." Lin Long asked cautiously.
"I want to correct an understanding in the domestic sports world." Wang Ai said seriously: "Traditionally, people think that the age of 25 is the peak of athletes, but from the actual situation, it is not. For example, purely from a physical point of view, I don't have
I feel like I'm declining."
"But your data is not as good as when you were at Bayern when you were 25 years old." Lin Long became bolder when he saw that Wang Ai didn't shy away.
"But that's not because the body is not good." Wang Ai shook his head and said: "Year after year, day after day, there is less passion and more utility, so the overall data is down. Moreover, Bayern's data is very special.
Yes, at that time the three of us rose to the top almost at the same time. Urgently, I mean not only ourselves, but also everyone, we all need to compete. So, I have 88, Messi has 64, and Ronaldo has
The 50 is meaningless, it is a battle of spirits, and factors outside the game play a leading role."
After hearing this, Lin Long said dullly: "I think you are making excuses for your laziness."
