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Section 699: False Cloudy Day (9)


After contacting the academy, Wang Ai called Zidane, informed him of his return, and briefly reported his body data to him.Since he was still in isolation, he couldn't go to the base to report, so he had to do that.Zidane didn't say anything, because what Wang Ai did a month and a half ago also brought great benefits to Real Madrid.The phrase "Real Madrid No. 25" at Madrid City Hall became the name of the entire Latin world in this matter, Wang Ai was the first and almost the only one among celebrities to rescue Europe, and the first and almost only one of the current stars to rescue his fans and even benefit the public.Although the time is only half a month, the alleviation of the epidemic caused by the trend of traditional Chinese medicine is still one of the landmark events of the epidemic in the first half of the year.This warm "Real Madrid No. 25" made the brand value of Real Madrid Club not fall but rose, Wang Ai's jersey sales skyrocketed, and on April 15, Wang Ai announced the cessation of activities on the second day of major stores sold 550,000 pieces.Most stores are out-of-stock, otherwise the data would be even more exaggerated.This broke the jersey sales figure and brought Real Madrid more than 80 million euros in revenue.However, there are still murmurs, for example, a French reporter said on the Internet: This money should be able to ease Wang Ai's financial constraints.But he was immediately sprayed by fans: Wang Ai can only get 2.6 million, and one flight is not enough!

The fans were full of firepower, and they directly sprayed this reporter to himself.Wang Ai felt the pressure of the explosion of social goodwill in Zidane's words, just as Anna did not know how to carry out the next propaganda work, I am afraid that the coach and teammates do not know how to deal with this new "saint".So, when Martin learned that Wang Ai had returned and called for an interview for the first time, Wang Ai readily agreed.The joy overwhelmed Martin: "What are you......

Going?

Give me a parting gift?

”"Hehe, you'll talk about it tomorrow."

Wang Ai prevaricated on the phone.On the afternoon of June 3, under the shade of the trees at the junction of the front and back yards of Wang Ai's house, you can look forward to see the garage under the green trees and the shadows of the trees, and you can see the flat lawn and a pool of clear water backwards.On one side there is also a photographer brought by Martin.There are several bottles of drinks on the coffee table, two fruit bowls, two dried fruit plates.Wang Ai has half sleeves on his upper body, sweatpants on his lower body, and sneakers on his feet.However, Wang Ai deliberately picked a floral half-cut sleeve, which looked very lively and warm, and the pants were not traditional black and white, but sky blue.Martin's first question was aimed at Wang Ai's unusual outfit: "Can you ask, why are you wearing such a lively outfit today?"

”"Am I going to wear that gray robe, and then grow my hair long and messy?"

Wang Ai smiled: "No, no, I am a professional footballer, and I want to keep my physical and mental health healthy." ”Martin tasted it for a moment before asking, "You mean, you use clothes to adjust your mood?"

”Wang Ai nodded: "There is this purpose, this first half of the year is not easy for all of us, but life will go on after all, we have to come out of fatigue and pain, and it is a good way to use bright colors to suggest ourselves." ”Martin paused, his face wearing a mask a little serious: "Wang, I came today with the mood of an audience, even a court. ”Wang Ai leaned back slightly exaggerated when he heard the voice: "Me?"

You've come to the wrong place, right?

The church is over there. ”"No, no, king, don't be kidding, you know what I mean, I don't believe you don't know that everyone called you 'saint' during that time."

Wang Ai breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and lowered his shoulders slightly: "You also said that it was that time." ”"That time passed, and it was ......

Not anymore?

”"yes, hasn't that time passed?

What was produced during that time will of course pass at the same time. ”"How so?""

How could it not?"

Wang Ai looked at Martin with a smile: "Do you know about Stockholm syndrome?"

In a special scene, people's mental activities will undergo special changes, but when they are out of that environment, the symptoms will often be cured without medicine.During that time, everyone was very difficult, and everyone had to seek psychological sustenance, but now that it has been relieved, everyone is gradually living a normal life, and of course they will no longer need that sustenance. ”Martin shook his head incredulously: "Wang, let me ask you a question, don't you be angry?"

”“OK!”

Wang Ai smiled and raised his hand."

As a star, and as a scholar, you don't know the benefits of the title of saint, do you?"

Martin looked at Wang Ai bravely: "This means higher social status, more social support, and a larger group of loyal supporters." ”"But I'm not."

Wang Ai was a little frivolous, but his expression was very serious."

Why not?

You have done so much, you have helped tens of millions of people, and indirectly you have helped all of Europe!

”Martin asked, "Is it because you are an atheist that you reject the religious title of saint?"

”Wang Ai shook his head and pondered for a moment: "Why are you so obsessed with calling me a saint?"

Because I help a lot of people?

But wouldn't the health care reform carried out by a politician in a big country help more people than I do?

Fleming, who invented penicillin, Turing, who invented computers, and Selvette, who discovered blood circulation, who didn't help more people than me?

Do they all have the title of saints?

”A blank look appeared on Martin's face, and he didn't know how to refute Wang Ai."

I think that saints are not about how big they are, but how high they are spiritually.If helping others is seen as a condition for sainthood, then it is not the more people who help the purity, but the degree of self-sacrifice. ”Wang Ai made a gesture: "For example, we all donate 100 yuan, but I have 1 million, and you only have 100, which of us is more pure?"

Who is more spiritual?

Or rather, who is more worthy of admiration?

”"It's me."

Wang Ai nodded: "You can see street corner artists and their piano cases everywhere in Europe, and those who throw away change as soon as they walk by, are they also noble?"

Helping others?

Also self-sacrificing?

Whether it's China or Europe, I've seen a lot of people who aren't wealthy themselves generously helping others, even sacrificing their lives, and I think we've all seen a lot of this kind of thing in the past, right?

They are not as famous as me, or even simply nameless, but they are purer than me, and if I were a saint, they should be. ”"But you've been doing charity for years, haven't you?"

Wang Ai looked up at the long white clouds in the sky: "Let me tell you a story, there is an old man in China named Bai Fangli......"