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Chapter 397 666(7)

 Looking at the score of 6:0 on the scoreboard, Zidane, who managed his expressions well, showed the look that people wanted to see. But his heart was very complicated. After consecutive attacks in the first half, he passed the ball and scored a goal.

, after Wang Ai scored the first goal in the second half, Isco scored another. No matter how you look at it, it was a perfect performance. This was after "suppressing" Ronaldo in this game and then started to attack Wang Ai.

But then, Wang Ai's "retaliation" was extremely fierce: he scored two goals in 10 minutes!

At this time, Isco could no longer run.

Of course, these inside stories are unknown to outsiders, but they cannot be hidden from the players on the field. When the little lion challenges the lion king, the lions will watch and stand decisively on the side of the winner.

Wang Ai's hat trick today received more and warmer welcomes from the team than in the past, which shows that the Lion King is still there and is still the unquestionable leader leading everyone.

Next, it depends on the Lion King's tolerance. He can demand more or even unreasonable playing time to squeeze the performance and training opportunities of the young Lions, punish them, and warn other potential careerists.

The club will not have any objection to this. At most, it will transfer certain interests to match up after the fact.

This may be where humans are more civilized than lions.

With such complicated thoughts, Zidane stood at the final whistle and greeted the soldiers who had fought hard one by one with a smile. He hugged Isco forcefully and encouraged this somewhat innocent young man; warmly

I hugged Wang Ai and praised this lion who always seemed very gentle; I hugged Ronaldo gently and comforted this hesitating lion.

Everyone got what they wanted from Zidane, even Leonie.

"You also need to learn his coaching art." On the car ride home, Leonie analyzed Zidane's intentions to Wang Ai: "Some coaches are beast kings, some coaches are shamans, and some coaches are staff officers.

Zidane and Ancelotti are shamans, they rarely improve the team's hard power, but their integration ability is particularly strong."

Wang Ai, who will go to UEFA tomorrow to obtain the UEFA Professional Coach A-level certificate, drank water quietly. Leonie continued to analyze: "Every coach hopes to have all three, not only to give the team will, but also to give strength to the team."

Team unity can also help the team grow, but in fact everyone has their own priorities. For example, Heynckes and Van Gaal are all beast kings with strong personalities and high leadership abilities. Pellegrini,

Bielsa is a consultant and likes to solve problems from a technical level."

Wang Ai put down the cup: "What kind of person is Lao Gao?"

"Director Gao?" Leonie asked unexpectedly and then smiled: "Strict father type, he has led you all the way from the youth team. The deep feelings for each other allow him to give both the will and the ball to the team.

The only thing missing from the team's unity is the team's growth. In this regard, he is humble and hard-working, and he can also properly deal with you, a thorn in the side, and ultimately turn waste into treasure and lead..."

"Why am I useless? I am the hero, okay?"

"Yes, you are a hero, but if it weren't for the high-level guidance's open-minded acceptance, you would have fallen out with the Football Association long ago. You don't know what happens to players like this in China...oh, no matter which country they are in, right?"

Wang Ai hummed twice: "What about Mourinho?"

"Why do you think of him?" Leonie asked in surprise: "You haven't contacted each other for a long time, right?"

"He is a bastard." Wang Ai scolded: "Inter Milan sometimes blamed me for not following him. Apart from smiling in front of the camera, he ignored me at all in private. I could only contact him through Matilde. But I am sure of this

You bastards are still on my side. People from Chelsea and Manchester United have voted for me in the past five years, but I have no friendship with Manchester United at all."

Kang Si, who was in the same car, glanced at the angry man amusedly: "It's as if you didn't help him."

"Well..." A low growl of dissatisfaction came from Wang Ai's throat.

Leonie, who heard the noise, turned around and slapped her. Seeing Wang Ai cover her head and remain silent, Kangsi said with a smile: "Li Ning's endorsement was recommended by him. Li Ning wanted to find him, but if he felt it was inappropriate, he would turn her around."

And recommended Mourinho.”

Leonie turned her face after hearing this: "Hey, one day is like three autumns after not seeing each other? Men's friendship? We haven't spoken to each other for five years and you still miss him? By the way, have you thought about us that much?"

The ears of the people in the car stood up. Wang Ai sighed: "What the hell do you want me to do? We see you every day..."

Seeing that even the female guard's expression was a bit off, Wang Ai changed the topic: "I am willing not to talk to him for five years, but I can't bear not to see you for a day. Let alone five years, I will get angry if I don't see you for a week.

.”

Kangsi was surprised: "How can it still be explained like this?"

"That's right, I'm a philosopher..." Wang Ai saw that Leonie was about to turn cloudy again, so she quickly swallowed back the nonsense about "Doctor of Philosophy, Master of Sophistry" that she almost blurted out, and changed it to: "This one

My heart is as bright as the moon!"

When they got home, looking at Leonie, Kang Si excitedly rushed towards Huang Xin. Wang Ai knew it was not good to rush into the living room, throw down his bag and squat in front of the cat's nest. Two days ago, Xiaohua gave birth to three children, and she also

Knowing that the aesthetics of civet cats are very fixed, and all three of Little Peanut's cats are civet cats, Wang Ai thought that the nearby British shorthair, blue cats or even puppets could attract his fancy.

The three little ones were curled up under their mother's body. The little flower looked at the hand that was slowly stretched out with timid eyes, and watched as the pad of one finger of this hand gently rubbed the back of her child, and then

Just put it on top of your head.

The familiar smell, warmth and tenderness made Xiao Hua close her eyes happily, straighten her neck and rub her lovingly for a long time, and then she started purring after a few low calls.

Who is not a child yet!

Seeing Wang Ai's appearance, the three women had no choice but to curl their lips and go upstairs, knowing that he was cheating.

The fragrant wind faded away, and Wang Ai saw that Xiao Hua was no longer a toy: Your child has been calling for a long time and you haven't ignored it. How are you still a good mother? Go and nurse!

The dozen and three little ones were in harmony. Wang Ai touched the little flower's head and said, "I'm leaving."

Xiaohua raised her head and licked the palm of Wang Ai's hand, then lowered her head to lick her child. However, Wang Ai straightened up and felt inexplicably melancholy: Who of us is coaxing whom?

After swimming in the cool pool in the backyard until 60% of his physical energy was exhausted, he had completed a game. Wang Ai lazily went ashore and told a few female guards who were about to enter the water: "It's a bit cold. I'm leaving to save you from cramps."

Aware of danger."

Seeing that the female guards agreed, Wang Aicai took a shower, changed clothes, and went upstairs.

Half an hour later, Leonie turned back in horror: "What are you doing?"

Wang Ai's muscles tightened: "Fuck you!"


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