When Wang Ai arrived at the base, he unexpectedly heard that Zanetti was also there.Wang Ai went to the gym, and the captain was shirtless, hanging a towel, and sweating with iron."
Didn't you take turns the day after tomorrow?""
It's okay to be idle."
Zanetti smiled: "What about you?"
Yesterday's game should be rested today. ”"Training is also rest.""
Better?""
It's okay, by the way, is there anyone else?""
You go to the locker room and have a look, the heavens after tomorrow should be there."
While the two were talking, a black boy came over in the corridor outside the gym, and after a glance at the probe and turned around to leave, Zanetti quickly shouted: "Mario, come back." ”"What's the matter, Pupi?"
The black boy snuck in.Zanetti put down the dumbbell with a bang, sat on the stool and took a breath and beckoned: "Mario, you haven't met Wang yet, have you?"
”The black boy turned to look at Wang Ai, with a serious expression with a little silliness, for a long time: "......
Oh!
I've seen you on TV!
”"Wang, last year's Ballon d'Or winner, joined us in the winter and now has three goals."
Zanetti solemnly introduced two sentences and added: "Chinese." ”The black boy excitedly shook Wang Ai's outstretched hand: "If I win the Golden Boy Award, can you award it to me?"
”Wang Ai opened his eyes, Zanetti touched his forehead, what is this?"
If the organizers invite me, I think I will."
Wang Ai said with a smile."
Alright Mario."
Zanetti took the black boy's hand, pointed at him and said to Wang Ai: "Mario Balotelli, now the top scorer of our youth team, is just 17 years old this year. ”Wang Ai took a serious look at the famous hippie in football in front of him, saying that he was a black boy, but in fact, he was about the same height as Wang Ai, and his hairstyle was still full of short curls, full of youth."
Is there him the day after tomorrow?""
Not yet, but it's probably coming soon."
Zanetti Dao; 'We've had a lot of games and a lot of pressure, so a brilliant young man like him will definitely come to the first team sooner.'
Speaking of this, Zanetti said to Wang Ai seriously: "This is a very good young man, you may fight side by side for a long time. ”"Okay."
Wang Ai nodded and shook hands with Balotelli again: "Hello Mario, I'm Wang Ai, I have played in Germany, Spain and England, I just came here, and now I wear the No. 10 shirt, and the position on the field is the midfielder."
If there's a chance to play with you, hopefully we'll be able to work well together. ”Balotelli listened to Wang Ai's big set with a stiff neck, and nodded frequently: "Go now?"
”"What?"
Wang Ai is at a loss, isn't the recent game the day after tomorrow?"
He's saying I'm going to play training with you now."
Zanetti had to act as an interpreter.Wang Ai looked at Balotelli and instinctively wanted to refuse, whose main star of the first team would play with the youth team?
To put it mildly, the value is different, what should I do if I am really shoveled by the hairy boys of the youth team?
Even clubs don't support this kind of exchange.But the desire in the black boy's eyes made Wang Ai shake for a while, not to mention this kid's talent and what will happen in the future, Wang Ai himself is not a person who is on the shelf, otherwise he would not have gone to the civilian stadium to play for half a month the year before last."
Half an hour."
Wang Ai looked at Balotelli: "I still have training." ”Balotelli pulled Wang Ai and was about to run out, but was grabbed by Zanetti and said to him very seriously: "Mario, the king has a game the day after tomorrow, he is playing with you, you have to control yourself." ”The black boy grinned, "I know. ”Zanetti was speechless, and he didn't know if this kid really knew or not, but when he thought about it, there was no contradiction between the two, and Balotelli obviously regarded Wang Ai as an idol, so he let go.Wang Ai, who had changed his equipment, was pulled to the training ground of the youth team by Balotelli, who was obviously happy, and pretended to introduce it to his friends, in fact, Wang Ai could see from the eyes of the youth team players that only Balotelli himself did not know that he came.Wang Ai, who had been running around the training ground for ten minutes, finished his warm-up, put on a yellow vest and joined the substitutes of the youth team, assistant coach Mihajlovic picked up a spoon and blew, and the noisy game began.As soon as Wang Ai opened the game, he found that it made sense not to let them come to the youth team, almost every defensive player was staring at him, and there were people everywhere he ran, and the most was Mario.Wang Ai is also not familiar with the youth team or the substitutes, and they are not familiar with Wang Ai, so they can't talk about cooperation or anything, plus the black boy is by his side, Wang Ai has no choice but to run blindly.After ten minutes of play, the main side scored one, and the run-in of the substitute side gradually matured, especially the defensive players of the main side gradually adapted to the existence of Wang Ai, and it was no longer after the whole court was chased and intercepted, which made Wang Ai's tactical space have.So, after a long teleportation came out in the backfield, Wang Ai chased after him fiercely, and Balotelli chased and blocked with wide eyes.At this point, he forgot about Zanetti's explanation.The football fell in front of the two, and Wang Ai was also very serious, after all, the two were only three years apart.Wang Ai, who took the lead in controlling the football, faced Balotelli's collision, resisted twice, and slammed a slam button, similar to Cruyff's turn.The young Balotelli was very agile, and immediately retracted his center of gravity to block it, Wang Ai saw that he could not break through directly, and immediately pulled the ball back behind him with his right foot, and then knocked his heel in, and the football moved from the back of Wang Ai's left leg to the other side.This time, the black boy couldn't adjust, after Wang Ai wiped it, he turned around, but he still didn't follow, so he had to grab Wang Ai's arm, how could Wang Ai catch it?
was dragged a few steps by Wang Ai and lay on the turf with a bang.Wang Ai, who was cutting inside with the ball, glanced back, and the black boy didn't do anything, didn't lie down, and didn't stand up, but sat on the turf strangely and took something out of his trouser pocket.Wang Ai estimated, it's okay, the darts can't reach it!
Thinking of this, he glanced at the goal casually, raised his foot and kicked it casually.The ball was not fast and landed straight into the far corner.Watching the lively Zanetti, Cambiasso, and Materazzi whistle together on the sidelines, even Miha, who acted as the referee, whistled happily.A beautiful goal naturally brings a sense of refreshment.After celebrating with his temporary teammates, Wang Ai returned, and the black boy was still sitting on the ground, fiddling with something with his head down."
Mario?"
Teammates also gathered around.The black boy spread his hands, and everyone was shocked: "Why are you still carrying an iPhone?"
”The torn mobile phone, pitifully paralyzed in the palm of the black boy, the black boy cried with a sad face: "Forgot." ”Reborn at the top of football