On the first day of 2007, if Leonie's guards hadn't gone up to the third floor at the end of the party at 2 a.m., she might have slept in Wang Ai's room.On this day, they said a lot of private words, and on this day, they became more open and intimate with each other.After being interrupted by Kangsi, there is no more charm between them, only the warmth of hugging each other.In this cruel world, in this long river that passes in a hurry, they all understand that this is a mutual acquaintance that they will never have again.They are more familiar with each other and more accepting of each other than confidants.Leonie was almost asleep when she left, but Wang Ai was getting more and more energetic.Hearing the low roar of lions and tigers in the next room, Wang Ai simply stood up facing the window, looking out at the quiet village in the dark night and Cobham not far away.He was filled with grief when he left Tübingen, he was nostalgic when he left Laco, and now that he is officially considering leaving Chelsea, there is peace in his heart.Leonie, who couldn't help but pick up her glass just now, said drunkly, "It's time for you to fight for yourself." ”"Chelsea don't have the name of a giant, but they already have the temperament of a giant.It has a ruthless boss with a ruthless crowd of fans.Such clubs are not worth the affection you pay for them, and your efforts will not only make them laugh at you, but even surprise.Everyone, including Frank and John, speaks for themselves, and money comes first.Have you forgotten the distractions of last summer?
Frank didn't renew his contract until his salary was raised?
”Even Didier has repeatedly threatened to leave, and every summer everyone must be in a hurry to leave.In Tübingen, we are united, in Lako, you are united, and it is a small family, not a big family.And only the giants can hold you to a height that is enough to match your strength. ”"You have to learn to get out of your comfort zone, out of the warm cradle.In the immature, turbulent and formed giants of Chelsea, you should learn it all.From now on, you don't fight for the club, you only fight for yourself.You don't have to think too much about Chinese football, your existence is the biggest help to Chinese football. ”"So, fight for yourself, my little giant!"
Countless major competitions and cheering faces emerged from the depths of Wang Ai's memory, but it was always the few around him who really walked into his heart.They know that Wang Ai is not a selfish person, and even compared with many people at the moment, he is too fair and generous.Although this has won him a lot of friendships, even without these, with his current competitive strength, he can still achieve a similar status in Chinese football.Many of his efforts are like a fool moving mountains, with large investments and slow results, but he must persevere, and the ultimate beneficiary is not him.Leonie will never forget the first time she saw Wang Ai demonstrate her skills in Tübingen, a tremor from body to soul, a frenzy to glimpse the infancy of a great man.But since leaving Tübingen, this legendary color is becoming less and less.Some things are like layers of shackles, slowly enveloping this best football body in China, and the space for him to flicker and move is getting smaller and smaller.His mood became anxious, his smile became scarce, and although years of hard work ensured that his skills were still growing, he slowly lost the amazement of his childhood.Even if he's still one of the best players in the world, that's just a low-level version of his fundamentals, and he'll shine even brighter if he's not distracted.Leonie's advice made it difficult for Wang Ai to sleep, listening to the laughter of Leonie and Xu Qinglian in the next room, but her heart was reflecting.He didn't understand the significance of Leonie letting him untie his personal growth, even if he thought about him, he didn't care, if Chinese football can rise to the top of the world, he will have no regrets even if he retires immediately.Even though he is already the second in two awards today, he still has a passionate fan heart.He was thinking about the current situation at Chelsea and it did require him to be a little more selfish.For example, his world-renowned direct free-kick technique, because Frank Lampard is also a master of direct free-kicks and is the habitual first penalty taker, so he is not even the third penalty taker, let alone a penalty that is a sharp weapon.So much so that Stamford Bridge fans forgot that he was the number one free-kick player in the team!
At least last season, if he had realised that he didn't need to be emotionally involved with Chelsea, he would have scored a lot more goals and wouldn't have lost to Thierry Henry.Then in the past two awards, at least his score will be higher."
I'm a good person after all."
Facing his face on the glass window, Wang Ai laughed at himself: "Okay, then be a villain and fight for yourself!"
”At half past six the next morning, Wang Ai woke up rubbing his forehead, sleeping too late last night.Dribbling out for a lap around Cobham, his steps were not as light as before, which was also the sequelae of drinking.In desperation, Wang Ai had no choice but to end her morning exercise early and return to her courtyard, but her body felt unwell.Nothing to do with a hangover, just no movement in place."
Teach me martial arts."
Wang Ai, who sent the ball upstairs and came to the courtyard again, looked at Yan Zhu and Zhao Dan with interest.The two were surprised, Wang Ai had also seen it when they practiced martial arts before, but they had never practiced it, not once.According to him, his body is made for football, and adapting to a sport has to become pure, what is going on today?"
Who are you going to train with?"
Yan Zhu, who had taken the stance, asked, "Xiao Zhao practiced Tai Chi, I practiced the praying mantis."
Of course, we will have some other ones, big and small, front and back capture. ”Wang Ai frowned and thought about it: "What will you do?"
”Yan Zhu said sullenly: "I'm good at being more fierce, taking the path of fighting, praying mantis-based, gossip and eight extremes, sanda boxing, free fighting, unlimited fighting, I will teach you if you want to learn."
But ......"
Yan Zhu shook his head when he said this: "You don't think you need it, and you really know this, I'm afraid that sometimes you can't help it, Zidane is so serious, if you use these ...... of mine" "It seems that I can practice." ”Wang Ai smiled: "I'm 20 years old, how can I still practice to your height?"
”Yan Zhu grinned, stepped forward and casually put it on Wang Ai's shoulder, pinched it on his waist, and sighed: "Your foundation is too good, although it is not the foundation of martial arts, but the training is the same, your individual tendons may be weaker in the eyes of martial arts, such as the length of the tendons of the upper limbs of Dapeng spreading its wings, but the flaws are not concealed."
Besides, fighting is such a thing, after all, it is not a loss to be strong. ”()