Vol 4 Chapter 508: Boxes at Stamford Bridge (4)

Wang Ai's "brain body circulation" can't go on. This is what Wang Ai suddenly realized when he left Guangzhou and returned to London. Specifically, he woke up after a sleep and looked at the thunderous clouds outside the window.
Originally, he used the learning and thinking time to complete the deep rest of the body, and used the training competition to complete the deep rest of the brain. For a time, this model worked well. This self-made method is suitable for his situation. However, when he slowly realized that even the best star in the world could not really save the fate of the national football team, he was thinking more and more about football. More and more energy was used, so that the mode of maintaining "low-intensity thinking" in the football game was broken, which affected his game state.
After clarifying the crux, Wang Ai began to think about how to solve this problem.
Wang Ai, who is unique in Chinese football and even in the world football, has his unique advantages and his unique difficulties. He can only explore and solve it by himself.
The plane landed at the familiar Heathrow Airport, and there was still a lot of people. Many people greeted Wang Ai as if they were on a plane, and some people came up to say hello. When the parking lot was finally cleaned up, Yan Zhu drove the car that had been stored for more than ten days to pick up Wang Ai, and the group set off for southwest London.
It was noon on the 30th when Wang Ai came back. In the afternoon, he reported to Cobham for a simple training session. Every international match day is a headache for Chelsea. You can't help but go back. After you go back, you will definitely play. After the game, you must be in poor condition and at least need to reverse the jet lag. So today’s training was very easy. Jose led everyone to run for a few laps. After doing some moves and group confrontations, the team was off. Tomorrow, the team will play away at Watford.
According to the big roster announced by Jose, Wang Ai was placed on the bench. He was allocated according to the status of the national football team including Wang Ai during this period, plus Wang Ai's two consecutive downturns. . On the contrary, Shevchenko, who broke the scoring shortage in the last round, got the start, and Lampard, who did not participate in the England national team game in the middle of the week, still got the start.
Wang Ai has no objection to this, even if reporters including Jamie are worried for him, he still has to take the opportunity to adjust himself.
That night, Wang Ai was sitting in front of the bedroom window, refreshing his blog page boredly, watching the click-through rate and replies of the article boredly. This has been going on for half an hour. When the door rang behind her, Kang Si walked in with a cup of coffee and placed it next to Wang Ai.
"Don't play games?" Wang Ai asked boredly looking at Kang Si.
Kang Si shook her head and glanced at Wang Ai's notebook. There was no change from the last time she went out: "Are you still worried?"
"Yes!" Wang Ai's calm expression changed, frowning helplessly: "I know where the problem is, but I don't know how to solve it."
Kangsi nodded and leaned against Wang Ai's window with her hands behind her back, waiting for Wang Ai's narration.
"I can't throw away from school." Wang Ai first opened his fingers: "I am a yellow race. European football always poses a huge potential risk to me. I must have a safe haven. The state cannot be pointed out. Even if the state helps me, it may not be worth the loss. This is true for me and the country, so the school is a good place. If I have a dispute or be besieged, I can shrink into the school and no one can hit the door."
Constance pursed her lips and nodded.
"But, then the problem will come. I can't get mixed up in school, right? At most, it's what I am now. I copied the Ph.D. program I studied in Germany and copied it in the UK, which saved me a lot of energy, but I can’t leave the subject.
Speaking of this, Wang Ai shook his head:
You know how dazzling this halo surrounds me, and how many people want to be drilled. I must keep this resume intact in order to maintain my speciality. Image."
"You seem to be very insecure." Kang Si interjected suddenly.
Wang Ai dumbly continued, "I spent a lot of time in class, and the remaining time is an indispensable daily training. This compressed my time for other entertainment activities, including going to bars with teammates, including participating in social activities, etc. In general, I spend my free time on learning, and training time can be guaranteed. But this way, time is also very tight, especially energy loss. I want to have higher achievements in football, and I cannot do without The support of my national team. Now you have been to China many times, and you must know a lot about Chinese football."
Speaking of this, Wang Ai took a deep breath: "The problem of Chinese football is not a match-fixing black whistle, corruption, or even unfavorable youth training, but an overall systemic problem. The inevitable low tide in the national development stage, I am lucky. I was also unfortunately born in this era. Fortunately, I was able to stand out very quickly and even mastered a lot of power that I shouldn’t have at my age. Unfortunately, I am lonely, and even my team is lonely. A large group of people, actually just those people going back and forth. So..."
"You are a dragon slaying warrior, fighting against fate." Kang Siyan concluded concisely.
Wang Ai chuckles: "There is such a meaning. If I am content with the status quo, I will be able to stay at the top of Chinese football for a few years or even decades. Youth, great goals, and even difficult great goals can deeply motivate me. So the problem now is that I consume so much energy for Chinese football that it invades my mental state during training games. What should I do? ?"
"Sister Wenjun said, you worry about too many things, you can't leave any of them, so you are dragging a heavy car forward." Kang Si raised her head and muttered: "If so, There is only one way..."
In the evening of the next day, Wang Ai accompanied the team to Watford, changing clothes in the locker room, listening to Jose's final arrangement. The battle between Manchester United and Blackburn, which took place two hours ahead of schedule, has ended. Although Blackburn advanced by one goal, Manchester United then scored four goals in the second half, which temporarily opened a 6-point gap with Chelsea.
After a while, the starting players followed Jose to the field, and the substitutes also stood up. Wang Ai, who fell behind, was not in a hurry. Instead, he opened his shoulder bag, took out a booklet, and sat in the empty dressing room. Looking down.
After flipping a few pages, Wang Ai's eyes were dull and motionless.
The assistant coach Clark, who was also behind, waited silently without saying a word. When Wang Ai woke up five minutes later and closed the scroll, he took a look. The cover of the book read: "Tao De Jing"!