Wang Ai finally spoke because the big brother was acting rogue: Aren't you the dean of the Chinese Football Academy? Aren't you in charge of training national coaches?
Taking out yesterday's game, Wang Ai briefly analyzed his thoughts at the time and his motivations for creating threats. However, because Wang Ai only used so much thought in this game, and the other parts were relatively simple in terms of counterattacks and strong attacks.
, so after finishing talking about it, the big brother was not satisfied, so he asked me to continue talking.
Wang Ai found the video of last season's El Clasico and projected it on the big screen in the living room on the first floor. This time it was complicated. The formations of the coaches of both sides, the interactions of the players on the field, and his every moment
Come up with your ideas one by one.
The big brothers interrupted, refuted, and argued. Wang Ai listened, explained, and drank water. Knowing that these guys, especially Yang Chen and Xie Hui, were not easy to serve, Wang Ai played a trick: if he talked less, they would start arguing.
stand up.
When the sun set to the west, a few big brothers had enough and retreated, and Wang Ai relaxed. This was much more tiring than being the dean, and he had to break it up and talk about it. Unlike the team members, they are basically the same person now.
You can understand what you mean by just looking at me, and your communication efficiency is incredibly high.
"Post it on Weibo, everyone is talking about your goal yesterday." Kang Si spent the afternoon sorting out external comments and handed it to Wang Ai: "Benzema has already expressed his stance."
Wang Ai took a look at Benzema's social account: "Wang sent an incredible assist. Fortunately, I completed it, haha, it's just a bit ugly."
The most popular comment in the comment area was from Marcelo: "If it were me, I wouldn't have such a hard time."
Casemiro commented on his comment: Because you are short.
Benzema gives Casemiro a thumbs up!
This excitement made Wang Ai's hands itch. Unfortunately, after much deliberation, he finally decided not to join in the excitement of the three of them. He also looked around at fans' comments and media comments, and kept watching until they had dinner. He was in a good mood.
"Say something?" Xu Qinglian played with Wang Ai's head.
"Say something?" Wang Ai enjoyed Xu Qinglian's touch.
"Everyone praises you, why don't you keep silent?"
"Okay." Wang Ai suddenly cheered up, took the computer and wrote a few lines: "I remembered the day of the World Cup final, I was eating red sausage and drinking kvass in the stands, while my teammate Modric was playing football below.
Show me the ball, I really miss it."
"What are you talking about? Why are you talking about this?"
"I have to say it, but I can't say it directly, so I said something irrelevant, but it still expresses my mood at this moment." Wang Ai said proudly: "Am I smart?"
"You are too smart. I guarantee that almost no one in the West can understand what you mean." Xu Qinglian exposed it mercilessly.
"But Westerners can feel that the doctor is in a good mood." Kang Si, a Westerner, retorted.
"That's right." Xu Qinglian admitted defeat and nodded, but Kangsi clearly noticed the dangerous look in her eyes.
While I was talking nonsense, the phone rang and I saw it was Lao Meier... Since I accepted Lao Meier's exclusive interview last year, the two parties have had more work contacts. Unlike Zhang Bin and the others, Wang Ai basically receives them, and Lao Meier is basically the one who receives them.
When communicating with Wang Ai's team, they probably noticed Wang Ai's caution in this regard, so they had a good impression of each other. Thanks to Wang Ai's "preferential treatment", Lao Meier's status in the sports channel has risen rapidly, and now she is
The first female domestic football commentator recognized by all walks of life hosted the event.
"Brother, tell me about your assist yesterday? It's very popular."
"You also want traffic?"
"Why don't you want it? Traffic is money. We have to pay wages and maintain a house. Living in a BJ is not easy. Brother, can you support me?"
"I said you've used your eloquence on me, right? Why don't we see you so smooth on TV?"
"The people on the stage don't let me talk too much because they think I'm verbose. Actually, I think the old lady from Northeast Kangtou is pretty good at commentating on football. Why don't they like it?"
"Old stubborn, I'll work hard and kill them all!"
"Okay, brother! If you want to help me, we can conquer the world together. When I succeed, I will make you the director of the station!"
The two chatted for a while before getting down to business. The old girl wanted Wang Ai to record a video connection with her and answer questions directly. Wang Ai said that the video was delayed due to the distance, and the old girl said it was not a live broadcast anyway.
We recorded it first and cut off some blank time when editing. Wang Ai agreed.
They communicated first and explained clearly what they wanted to ask. Then Wang Ai studied for a while and then went up to the third floor to turn on the computer. At this time, Wang Ai regretted a little because the camera he used was too poor. The face in the photo was too big and the head-to-body ratio was not even good.
How to coordinate, the two unscrupulous women seem to have seen a funny mirror, together with the unscrupulous old girl opposite.
After all, I replaced the camera used by the women, and now the effect is much more normal. Wang Ai is very handsome and shakes his head, as if a rock singer has a sense of rhythm, but he doesn't know that the old girl opposite has already started recording.
"At that time, the game was in a relatively difficult environment. Everyone was trying to figure out a way. The coach also arranged tactics and asked us to act according to the situation." Wang Ai put on his normal face and faced the screen. Occasionally, his eyes tilted to show that he was thinking: "I
As for me, I was a little tired of being marked by two opponents. I happened to see Modric trying to pass to me. We have been teammates for three years and we have a tacit understanding. I can tell his movements without looking at his eyes, so I
I just sped up and ran out, and then I saw Benzema."
"You and Benzema also have a tacit understanding?" The old girl showed her presence at every opportunity, otherwise Wang Ai could have kept talking until the end of the show.
"We may have more tacit understanding. We are both forwards. We often work together in practice matches. By the way, the Frenchman is interesting. He is always casual. He has a strong psychological quality and doesn't care about ordinary things.
Yes, I haven’t seen him get anxious in the past three years. Isn’t that interesting? By the way, he is still short-sighted..."
Seeing that Wang Ai kept beeping, the old girl had no choice but to open her mouth several times and couldn't get a word in. Then she simply waved her hands and grabbed the conversation: "Brother, brother, if you don't let me talk anymore, I'll give it to you."
Cut it off!”
"This is a foul!" Wang Ai slapped his thigh.
The old girl compared her scissor hands: "Hee hee."
At this time, the interview became official. The exchanges between you and me were much more boring than before. The old girl tempted Wang Ai to brag several times but Wang Ai didn't fall for it. She just didn't talk about how I couldn't make it happen.
Such a magical pass created an opportunity for his teammates, but even if it was pushed to the end, it was just a coincidence. Everything was a coincidence. The old girl gritted her teeth in anger.
Seeing Ma Fanshu groaning and turning off the video, Xu Qinglian, who had been watching, laughed and said, "You really love teasing her."
