Vol 5 Chapter 199: Way of Heaven (9)

It is not a day or two for Wang Ai and his secretaries to think about this problem. Since Wang Ai began to submit articles anonymously to "Young Philosophers", everyone has realized this problem successively. If Wang Ai wants to win the European-dominated football world, he must, at least, conform to the European "aesthetic" in appearance.
Any field that has reached its apex cannot exist beyond politics.
It’s just that Wang Ai participated in the design personally, while others entrusted it to a powerful agent. Before going to the University of Milan in the morning, Wang Ai left Zhao Dan a sentence: "You also think about it for me, is it appropriate?"
After returning, Zhao Dan's answer was obviously that "he" had thought about it, and even arranged an expert to teach Wang Ai. After listening to it, Wang Ai nodded with emotion. This is the end of the matter, the direction has been determined in many aspects, and that's basically it.
Wang Ai is about to become an environmental fighter next. When he thinks of the ups and downs here and the huge international game, Wang Ai's head hurts. But he is already inevitable, and there is no escape. Instead of being put on the hat of "not supporting environmental protection" by football competitors, he might as well shout out first.
Alas, weak countries have no diplomacy!
The country must endure humiliation, and it must also force a smile.
Before Wang Ai went to the base for training, he left another question for his secretaries: "Help me think about which major is suitable. First of all, I am a little tired of liberal arts, and I don't want to use my foundation to get a Ph.D. , I would rather start as an undergraduate, and strive to really read one."
It was left to the secretaries to design. Wang Ai carried a satchel and went out to the base to meet with his teammates who had been away for a hundred days. After giving a small gift, he also chatted with his new teammate. Montari was very enthusiastic, Xiaoman Chiney is a bit close, perhaps because the two are competing for position.
Now Inter Milan has four real strikers, Ibrahimovic, Cruz, Crespo and Suazo, and Wang Ai, who is not necessarily the striker's first striker. It is indeed not the right time for the young Mancini to come. It is already 27. The year-old obviously went to two Argentines who were increasingly worrying.
In the afternoon of training, Wang Ai realized that Jose was working hard to adjust Inter Milan's attack system and had the intention of creating a lineup that tended to attack. This surprised Wang Ai secretly, and he didn't know if Jose was stimulated or what happened.
Anyway, he took it very seriously, and everyone listened very seriously.
In addition, Jose's demeanor and temperament really convinced the players, at least now he is much more authoritative than Mancini's defeat to Liverpool last season.
Jose didn’t say anything to Wang Aido this day. Just like the relationship between ordinary coaches and players, Crespo and Maniche of this team were all transferred from Chelsea, just like Wang Ai. Nor did he see what Jose did to them alone.
This is good, the strength speaks.
It's just that, as soon as Wang Ai arrived home, he received a text message on his mobile phone: "You have to start the game in three days. I am the first home court."
Wang Ai understood in a second, and replied: "I have at least one in!"
Speaking of that, Jose didn’t return again. Wang Ai put down his phone and deleted the text messages. Once again, he turned on the computer to see the results of the discussions. "Agricultural Environmental Science" of the College of Agriculture, Wang Ai bit his finger and imagined the physical chemistry that he had abandoned since high school, and finally nodded resolutely and agreed.
At this time, Wen Jun also mocked: "You weren't asked to study environmental biotechnology. Anyway, don't expect the branch of philosophy like environmental, land and landscape studies. You should skip reading what you said."
Wang Ai sighed, recognized it, and immediately said: "Quaternary equations...trigonometric functions...chemical formulas...physical theorems...what a strange vocabulary! Can anyone help me?"
After a long while, Huang Xin said quietly: "Do you think who of us is studying science?"
Wang Ai was taken aback and counted with his fingers, Huang Xin Foreign Language, Business Administration, Leoni Philosophy, Economics, Shi Wenjun Economics, Xu Qinglian History, Consecutive Spanish Literature, myself, philosophy, literature, philosophy, literature ...
Speaking of this topic, the chat group was unexpectedly silent. A large part of learning liberal arts is to dislike the constraints of the various theorems of science, and instead pursue the freedom of liberal arts. When I finish studying, I will look back again. In fact, the various theorems of science are convenient and easy.
Good science and science can really form a crush. When the results of various calculations are presented, others can only nod their heads. Liberal arts...professor may not be able to scold high school.
After the day came, Kang Si’s birthday was coming, and Xu Qinglian said that she was coming back today, and that Shi Wenjun would also come to Europe to relax. Wang Ai didn’t plan to make a big deal either. It was enough to go to town to bring a birthday cake in the evening. Now, Xu Qinglian and Shi Wenjun, who have not come from afar, have prepared everything.
After the lively birthday party, everyone sat in the living room and chatted. Today they all drank a little wine, especially the women who drank a little more. Conse stood in the middle of the ground and circled: "I'm 19 years old! I have a free meal. At work, I have a silly boss, and I can’t bear to be greedy for his food! I have seen a lot of big scenes and witnessed a lot of history! Everyone, what were you doing when you were 19?"
Kang Si's hand was pointed at Xu Qinglian, and she didn't know if the red deer would be afraid after today. Anyway, they are not afraid now. Xu Qinglian leaned her cheeks in one hand and smiled while looking at Kang Si: "I went to school in China in the first half of 19 years old, and studied in London in the second half of the year. It is not as cheap as you."
"What about you?" Kang Si drunkly pointed at Zhao Dan.
"The recruit company suffers."
Kang Si knew what was going on with the recruit company, covered her mouth and smiled, then looked at Shi Wenjun.
Shi Wenjun tilted Erlang's legs and drew his clothes: "I went to school in Fudan, Shanghai when I was 19, and I went to help with the fool company during the holidays.
"How about you?" Kang Si finally found Wang Ai.
"Me? I have been in school, and won two small awards in other industries by the way. When I was 19, I got a Golden Globe."
"Golden Globe..." Kang Si thought for a while: "Oh, hate it!"
Kang Si threw herself on the sofa and knocked Wiwi into the air. Shi Wenjun ignored Kang Si's mischief and looked at Wang Ai: "If you start with environmental protection, do you need cooperation in charity?"
Wang Ai nodded: "Yes, if you want to win the trust of others, you can't just say that I go to school here as a footnote, and then my charity fund will follow suit, and it's also a footnote. This is called having ideas and actions. ."
Shi Wenjun thought for a while and suddenly said, "I have always felt that our charity and Europeans are not psychologically different."
Wang Ai nodded: "Yes, the difference in thinking is greater than the difference in race."