Vol 4 Chapter 439: Golden Globe Week (5)

On a cool afternoon on Saturday afternoon, Wang Ai and his teammates boarded the coach of the team at the entrance of Cobham and drove to Stamford Bridge in the western suburbs of London. Under the watch of the enthusiastic fans, he walked into the stadium to warm up in turn. Wang Ai, who had just returned, was arranged as a substitute for physical reasons. Although he did not go up to warm up, he was still cheered by many fans.
Especially when his face appeared on the big screen.
They love Sheva even more, and they can’t ignore that she has tripled the number of goals. Shewi now leads the Premier League goalscorer list with no one else. Perhaps compared with the decline of the Lako era, Wang Ai always turned the tide, so it was quite legendary. In the more powerful Chelsea, Wang Ai mostly played the role of nailing the coffin to the enemy. , Three, four, until you lose your temper.
This kind of unprecedented temperament that Chelsea has never seen before, adds a real hint of dominance to Chelsea. His deterrent to opponents is sometimes stronger and more direct than the boss and head coach, especially when the opponent sees him on the sidelines.
A yellow man has gradually become the hope of the noble fans in West London, and even a symbol of the Chelsea dynasty, which makes them instinctively frightened. This is also one of the reasons why Sheva’s arrival is widely supported: relative to the newspapers. The Chinese who say braids and opium smokers are slightly more cute than Ukrainians.
"Wow, the fans miss you so much, I remember you only left for a week, didn't you?" Wright, who was sitting on the bench with Wang Ai, grinned after the game started.
Wang Ai shrugged: "Did I not know what happened this week?"
"What are you talking about?" Wright smiled.
"Just talk, chat."
"Well, Berlusconi said that the Milanese miss Andrea, do you?"
"Oh!"
"Captain and Frank, many of them said in the interview that we don't have conflicts in the locker room, do we?"
"Oh!"
Seeing that Wang Ai did not have any interest in expressing his views, Wright, who was unable to make a difference, turned to look at the ball seriously. The attack system of Makelele, Essien, Lampard, Robben, Shevchenko and Drogba is very luxurious. Even if this is a single wing, Chelsea’s left attack is quite weak, but relying on these players The powerful strength of West Ham still firmly held West Ham United to resist.
In the first half, Gremme took over when Lampard did not make two direct free kicks, and he made a penalty, breaking the full-back defender's "scoring shortage" for two years. Although Chelsea tends to be conservative in tactics, objectively speaking, most players have the ability to shoot, and the shooting is quite good.
It is also because of Chelsea's overall dominance, countless shots, and West Ham's counterattack that is weak, so three consecutive substitutions in the second half did not turn to Wang Ai. Joe Cole, Bollaruz and Mikel played one after another. Seeing that, Jose had the idea of ​​continuing the single-wing wing play, replacing Robben, replacing Joe Cole, and let Chelsea's attack system continue to tilt his shoulders.
Of course, it's nice to say that this can be considered a boxing action?
At 17 o'clock in the afternoon, the game was over. Chelsea looked at the 1:0 scoreboard on the sidelines and thanked the fans collectively.
After the game was over, the team disbanded on the spot. Wang Ai did not go directly to the apartment he bought, and Xu Qinglian was there. During Wang Ai's return to China, she returned the apartment she had originally rented and moved to Wang Ai. As the name suggests cleaning for Wang Ai, as well as "waste utilization", Wang Ai naturally strongly supports this, which shows that the relationship between the two is getting closer and closer to cohabitation.
Today, it is Wang Ailai’s participation in Xu Qinglian’s
Joy Move
, so I specially brought a 200 yuan gift as it was quite hard to get some RMB in the UK.
"I find that you always pick up my house." Wang Ai looked into the house and looked at it. He was very dissatisfied with the original tough apartment turned into a girlish style: "You count, I have lived in a new house in Liaoyang for five years. You’re here. I’ve lived in Beijing Yixin Siheyuan for two years and I’ll go back to you now. Okay, this house, I’ve only lived for a few days? You know to pick up the ocean behind me all day long!

"Bah, it's only right to pick up the broken ones!" Xu Qinglian pointed to a closet at the door: "The original broken things are all inside. Do you want me to put them up again?"
Wang Ai thought about the curtains and tablecloths that had not been changed in a year, plus some old carpets, and changed the topic decisively: "What to eat tonight?"
"Anyway, there isn't something you love to eat." Xu Qinglian turned to the kitchen, not meeting, and served five or six dishes.
Yan Zhu and they are still busy, and greeted Wang Ai and Xu Qinglian to eat first. Wang Ai looked at the table in this room is indeed small, and can't put seven people together. Of course, it is not impossible to make a table, but it is estimated that Kang Si and Yan Zhu have discussed it. Today, after all, it is a meal after Wang Ai and Xu Qinglian after a long time. The two of them must have some private words to say. Therefore, Wang Ai and Xu Qinglian eat alone because of the small table and too many meals.
To this end, both of them knew it well and were not hypocritical. They moved a small table and placed it in the small living room by the window. Here you can overlook the Thames and the London Eye.
"Hey, I wish you a happy housewarming!" Wang Ai stuffed 200 yuan before eating.
Xu Qinglian was happy, and took a heat preservation barrel from the side: "Hey, I wish you success!"
As soon as Wang Ai opened, ha, his favorite steamed dumplings, this is his little appetite.
Dipped in Spanish hot sauce, British fried fish, nibbling German ham, drinking Russian kvass, eating Chinese dumplings... The great unity of the people of the world has been achieved!
"Today I received a call from "French Football" and invited me to attend the award ceremony in Paris on the 27th. Well, you go too."
Xu Qinglian raised her head and frowned. It seemed that the hot sauce was just too spicy. She took a sip of orange juice and said, "My course is full. Would you like Kangsi to accompany you?"
Wang Ai shook his head: "Kang Si's identity is a bit sensitive. European journalists have a lot of magical powers. In case she digs out her life, it is not good for her. You think I am a Far East communist player who actually used a royal descent. As an assistant, it’s not good to say anything.
"How about Leoni?"
Wang Ai shook his head again: "Although the German football world knows her relationship with me and China, but knows to know, her pure Germanic identity is a cover, but if placed under the spotlight, it is not easy to say, just in case She is virtuous or something. The career and future of these two people are very important to us, we still have to be careful."
Xu Qinglian looked at Wang Ai with his eyes wide open while drinking orange juice. After listening to Wang Ai's words, he nodded: "Well, then I will accompany you."