Vol 5 Chapter 259: Luan Feng (9)

After an hour and a half, the black boy regretted his intestines... Originally thought that "Mr. Wish" would teach him some skills, he did not expect to lead him to run around the mountains for an hour, go home and lick the iron for half an hour, and then... ...Just let him go.
Yes, facing the surprised, angry, and unbelievable expression of the black boy, Wang Ai just said: "This is my secret, every day."
Heizi suddenly remembered the last time that Wang Ai sneaked home halfway and threw turf on him and waited for two hours...
The black boy who felt his IQ was crushed was about to cry.
As a Bashen who can set off fireworks in the bathroom and light his own house, Wang Aike didn't dare to underestimate his destructive power. He hurriedly filled the black boy's mouth with a supper, and calmed down when he had no time to talk. In this way, you often see me training at night, right? You see, I don’t have any secrets. I just practice in the morning and practice in the evening. That’s it, a little bit of accumulation. I train an hour more than others every day. I can go all out on the court and persist for 5 more minutes, maybe I can score 1 goal in these 5 minutes, that's it."
"But I'm very tired. I still want to play video games." The black boy viciously tore off another piece of beef and stuffed it in his mouth, and said vaguely.
"Then it depends on what you want. You can definitely become a star, and you will also make a lot of money, enough money to make you carefree and satisfy many wishes. But if you want to turn yourself into Ronaldo, Ronaldi Neo, Zidane, Figo, Romario... you have to understand, who do you think about in the annual Ballon d'Or and World Footballer’s shortlist?"
Balotelli was eating and his eyes were straight. Wang Ai knew he hadn’t remembered when he glanced at it, so he had to recall:
In the Golden Globe list announced a few days ago, besides me, there was C Luo, Messi, Xavi, Torres, um, Arshavin, Villa, Kaka, Gerrard, Ibrahim, and yes, Adebayor, Rooney, Lampard, Eto'o, Aguero, that’s about it. Think about these people? Torres is a Spanish golden boy, Messi is a European golden boy, and Kaka is a world footballer. Everyone is not simple and has talent."
Wang Ai touched the black boy with his shoulder: "These people are different from your youth teammates. In the youth team, because your talent is stronger than them, you took the lead in joining the adult team. But in the adult team, we are now This Inter Milan, we are all selected in this way, we all have talents, you are not so prominent. What if you go up? Join the Golden Globe list? Your talents even become unimportant. , Because no one is worse than anyone, what should I do?"
Seeing Heizi looking at him with bright eyes, Wang Ai smiled: "One more hour of training every day! Among a group of geniuses, it is meaningless to compare talents, you can only compare who can bear the pain. If you can bear it, you can If you join them, you will become the most famous star in the world and make the most money. You can’t help but, then, unfortunately, you don’t belong to them."
The black boy stretched out his finger and nodded Wang Ai's chest: "You, you guys!"
"Oh yes, we!" Wang Ai nodded: "So now, how about I invite you to join? Are you interested?"
"Yes." The black boy nodded, and then said distressedly: "But I'm not sure if I can bear it!"
Wang Ai laughed loudly: "It depends on how you choose, it's not wrong."
"Okay, I want to go back and think about it. Although I'm not sure if I can be like you, but I know what to do." Black kid put down the food bowl, stood up and hugged Wang Ai: "Thank you, brother!"
Sending the black boy out, Wang Ai took a pack of dried fruit stuffed by Kang Si and gave it to him: "Take it back and eat it slowly. I still have a lot at home."
As long as the conditions permit, Wang Ai doesn’t mind sharing food with his teammates. Anyway, he earns enough, and his teammates earn a lot, especially Balotelli, which is simple and generous, and don’t worry about him taking advantage of it. of.
Wang Ai wanted to stand at the door and watch the black boy enter the base, so as to prevent him from running somewhere in the middle of the night and forgetting to go home. Unfortunately, he also watched for about 20 meters, and there was no figure in sight... it was too dark!
Wang Ai, who had already achieved a tacit understanding with Jose in all aspects and still had an impeccable performance in the game, was not happy or sad about the upcoming turmoil of the club. After sending away the black boy, he went upstairs and accepted He Wei in the study. In the interview, I answered reporters' questions about the Milan Derby and the performance of six goals in a single game.
This is the last part of He Wei's front team shooting content in Milan in the last four days. It is expected to be the last part of the half-hour feature film of Football Night, and it is also the most in-depth part of the project.
Backed by a row of bookshelves and a pile of opened textbooks, Wang Ai is sitting in an armchair in Inter's blue and black training suit. He Wei and Wang Ai face each other across a coffee table. Tao Wei is a guest cameraman.
"I heard some fans say that you are the biggest star in Milan, right?" He Wei asked sharply, leaning back in his chair.
"It shouldn't be counted." Wang Ai folded his hands in front of his lower abdomen: "According to salary, the opposite Kaka is the first star. According to the achievement, the opposite Ronaldo is the first, according to the achievement and current state. Look, Ronaldinho is the tallest."
He Wei smiled at the corner of his mouth: "But, you beat them head-on."
Wang Ai also smiled: "It should be our team that defeated them."
Among CCTV's five co-hosts, Zhang Bin is the most angry, and the pattern is often very high. Liu Jianhong likes depth, a bit like social news. Duan Xuan is an optimist, and the hosts and guests often enjoy the show and the atmosphere is very good. But He Wei is the same. He is cold, looking at the problem tricky, and accepting his interview, at least Wang Ai feels like a war, going back and forth, with swords and swords.
At first, Wang Ai thought that He Wei had an opinion on him, but later discovered that he was forced to do so. He is a junior, and he needs to have his own characteristics to form his own recognition. And Wang Ai's depth of thought cannot be inspired by this method, so his interview program style is very different from others.
He Wei looked at Wang Ai and said: "We are interviewing in Milan these days, and I clearly feel that you have a higher popularity than Adelaide. Even some red and black fans admit that you are a more ferocious enemy than Adelaide. This year's Serie A is the best. Jia, you have the highest voice for foreign aid. Can these prove your status?"
Wang Ai laughed: "It should be possible, but my biggest advantage is not my performance in these two games, but my youngest."