Vol 5 Chapter 433: ?Milan Hunting Competition (3)

"Yeah? Are you not convinced?" Wang Ai scowled.
"I wanted to compare with you a long time ago." Eto'o was also stern.
Jose happily sat down at the conference table, leaning his chin with one hand to watch the two make a fuss. Sneijder smiled and sat down on the chair, Zanetti, Cambiasso and others roared: "Compare, compare!"
During the Italian Super Cup, Wang Ai invited all his teammates, including Eto'o, Sneijder, Motta, Lucio and other new foreign teammates to his home, and took them to the Forbidden City and Xiushui Street the next day. So despite being a new teammate, the relationship progressed very quickly.
Among them, something interesting happened while eating in the courtyard of Wang Ai's Houhai family. There was turf in the yard. Eto'o, who was full and had nothing to do, picked up a football and played on it. The teammates also went up in twos and threes to join in the fun. As a result, I didn’t know who kicked it big and was about to get out The outside world".
So Eto'o and Wang Ai both started chasing the ball at the same time, about a distance of more than ten meters, and they arrived almost at the same time. At this time, Cambiasso, who was watching the excitement, raised his glass: "I really envy you guys, it's too fast."
His words drew other teammates to roar and let the two compare their speed.
The real age of Eto'o is between 28 and 35 years old. Wang Ai, seeing him eager to try, casually agreed to the match. As a result, the venue was limited. After a few rounds of the match, the two of them gave up temporarily regardless of the outcome. .
Until today, Eto'o reiterated the old story.
Unlike Wang Ai who was busy in the national team this summer, Eto'o experienced a disastrous summer. First he helped Barcelona complete the La Liga championship and the Copa del Rey championship as the La Liga shooter king. Later, he was warned by a group of people in the youth academy of La Masia on behalf of Xavi: "You must solve the problem with Guardiola. ."
Even though Eto'o knew his situation was already very unfavorable at the time, he still asked bluntly: "I will not find him to solve the problem, I am a good striker, he is not."
Guardiola had been self-conscious, and was provoked by Eto'o several times, and finally made up his mind to open him. At this time, Ibrahimovic, who had formed a "twin tower tactic" with Wang Ai, helped Inter Milan complete the triple crown and entered Guardiola's vision. In order to send away the big trouble Eto'o as soon as possible, specifically, I was afraid that Eto'o would say something. Before making some embarrassing words for Guardiola, Barcelona and Inter Milan quickly finalized the contract and made a match-up exchange.
However, Barcelona paid out an additional 46 million.
The clubs of both sides have a lot of care about the gains and losses, but in the eyes of the fans, in the eyes of the media, especially in the minds of the two forwards in question, they feel very different. Needless to say, Ibrahimovic, he has always thought that this kind of transaction is normal, and Eto'o is very uncomfortable.
Why? Am I so worthless? I am La Liga silver boots, Ibrahimovic is Serie A silver boots, why is the gap so big?
Eto'o will not think about his contract with Barcelona for only one year, but he is very, very upset.
Once abandoned by Real Madrid, after defeating Real Madrid in Barcelona, ​​he shouted insults to his old club. Now that he has been given up by Barcelona again, of course he instinctively wants to play well in Inter Milan, and then slapped Barcelona and Guardiola in the face.
Moreover, after being given up twice, Eto'o also began to reflect on himself. Since joining Inter Milan in late July, he has never said anything bad about Inter Milan on any occasion, whether it is the management, coaching staff or teammates.
Everyone says that he has a big mouth that is causing trouble, and if he doesn't want to be abandoned, it's better to restrain himself.
So this time, he took the initiative to "provoke" Wang Ai. It was actually his attempt to build a good relationship with Wang Ai and integrate into the team smoothly. It's just that he is used to being proud. Even if he takes the initiative and bows his head, he seems very proud. Jiao.
Fortunately, Wang Ai doesn't mind.
"Okay, when will it start?"
"Now? Or after the meeting?"
Speaking of this, the yellow and the black turned their heads to look at Jose together. Jose was frowning and chewing on the dried sour plums. He was still trying hard to put it in his pocket, swallowing the candied fruit with difficulty, and drank his saliva: "Ahem. , Wait for me to explain the training plan."
After that, everyone took their seats, and Jose explained as if he opened his notebook. The first round of Serie A was less than a week later. After the Triple Crown, everyone's salary has risen, so Jose's main purpose today is to beat the big-name stars and let them continue to maintain their fighting spirit in the new season.
Jose finished speaking, Zanetti also said a few words on behalf of the players, and then the old and new players spoke one by one. When Wang Ai was here, he lightly said: "My desire for honor is endless. I don't think it is a triple crown. Wang, oh, four crowns can hinder my progress, and I want more!"
Jose took the lead and applauded Wang Ai's speech. This was the voice he needed most.
In fact, he is also a person who is infinitely thirsty for honor. He is always hungry and thirsty to make progress forever.
After the brief pre-training meeting was over, everyone walked towards the training ground with enthusiasm. Along the way, Cambiasso put his arms around Wang Ai’s shoulders and said: "You never agreed to let you test your speed before. We treat your speed. I've been curious for a long time."
Balotelli had a small twist in his mouth, "I think it should be ten seconds!"
"Ten seconds? Are you kidding me?" Cordoba suddenly interjected: "Why are you still playing football? Go for a sprint! Oh, I still remember that you also had a pair of golden shoes for the Olympic Games last year?"
"Ah, mine are sneakers, Bolt is running shoes." Wang Ai explained with a grin.
As he said, he had already stepped onto the training ground, and Jose was interested, holding the stopwatch in person, and holding his whistle: "You two try it quickly? Good training!"
Wang Ai glanced at Eto'o: "Samuel, are we one hundred meters, fifty meters, sixty meters?"
Eto'o bounced on the spot: "One hundred meters!"
Zanetti yelled "Okay", and took the initiative to draw a line with his foot, and pointed to the row of trees in front of him: "It's exactly one hundred meters from here to there!"
Wang Ai and Eto'o stood side by side. Although they said it was a contest, they knew in their hearts that this was an interaction between the two sides to build a good relationship and respect each other, so no one was as formal as squatting down. Naturally, the old gang of Inter Milan knows it well, and they are happy to see the good interaction between the two great stars, even Jose knows it.
But it is not all right to say that it is false. After all, it can be faster than Wang Ai. Before Eto'o arrived, Inter Milan didn't dare. And there is no one in Barcelona who can speed up with Eto'obi, so this is a friendly interaction, and it is also a scaled contest.
"Beep!" A whistle sounded, and after the starting line, two lightning bolts, one yellow and one black, jumped out instantly!