Vol 5 Chapter 495: Dayin (5)

The 22nd round of Serie A was postponed due to heavy snow before going to the away game against Parma at the beginning of the month. Therefore, the 23rd round of Serie A will be played on February 7, and the opponent is Cagliari. Wang Ai, who came back, did a very serious warm-up before the game in the afternoon. When he was ready to start the game, he was already out of breath. Facing a weak opponent in the game, Wang Ai easily completed the hat-trick and left early to accept the cheers of the fans.
Four days later, Inter Milan went to Parma to make up the match. When the others were not in good condition, Wang Ai scored and assisted, helping the team win 2:1.
From January 25th to February 7th, Inter Milan played 5 games in half a month. Except for Wang Ai, the whole team was exhausted. It is only natural that Wang Ai helped the team win.
After a week of rest, I went to Naples for away games. The performance of the whole team was still sluggish. It seems that the old guys lay down for a week. Fortunately, Wang Ai's performance was acceptable. A precise direct free kick helped the team win 1-0. .
Back to Milan on February 15th, and on February 16th, I had to go to Lyon to adapt to the venue. Moratti was anxious again. So on February 16th, I sneaked into the small town of Appiano, did not dare to enter the base, fearing to annoy Jose, but ran to Wang Ai's house.
The reason is also fair: "Your Majesty, according to our statistics, you have scored 495 goals in the official match. Do you think about how to celebrate the breakthrough of 500? What do we need to do?"
Angelo added: "Also, you have scored in 19 consecutive Serie A matches this season. If you count the Champions League and the Club World Cup, that would be 23 matches, and there is even one Asian Cup. We intend to play with you. After breaking through 500, hold a celebration party for you personally."
In Wang Ai's surprised expression, Moratti grinned and pushed his glasses: "Although I have said it many times, I still can't help it, Wang, it's great for you to come!"
Angelo glanced at his father and wanted to be appointed to make a wish and immediately interrupted: "In addition, the Italian Football Association has a question to ask you. Now you have 39 goals in the league, how many goals do you plan to achieve in the end? 50, 50..."
Speaking of this, Angelo swallowed: "Do you need a 50-goal commemorative trophy?"
"Uh...hehe."
The father and son accompany Hehe silly. One year ago, the Serie A goal record still belonged to 35 goals more than half a century ago. A year later, they dare to think about 50 goals. This person belongs to Inter Milan, to their father and son. Maybe one day people will forget who the Champions League champions in the 2009/2010 season belonged to, but they will not forget who the league’s highest goal record is, and what he is. Pieces of jersey.
This is called "epic achievement"!
"How much you get depends on the team's needs." Wang Ai shook his head: "I'm not polite, but I don't have too strong demands on this aspect."
"What if the team needs it?"
"Then try to score in every game, fight for two, I think I score two, it will be difficult for the team to lose."
"What if the team doesn't need it?"
"Then in order to maintain the status, one or two per game."
Moratti laughed out loud, and Angelo spread his hands: "Your Majesty, do you make a difference?"
"Yes." Wang Ai pointed to his chest: "I have a subjective difference in fighting spirit. The two Mr. Moratti must know that the players' fighting spirit is not always full."
Old Moratti nodded in agreement: "I came here mainly to find that the team is relatively tired. I am a little worried about the Champions League game. Can you adjust it? The focus is on the Champions League?"
Wang Ai frowned. He instinctively didn't want to increase the burden on his shoulders, so he frankly said: "Massimo, you probably also heard the joke that the Chinese team is going to win the World Cup? Yes, it was mine. Although this is just a slogan, and we ourselves don’t think we can really win the championship, I am the captain and I always have to work hard to behave like this."
The two Morattis both smiled and listened to Wang Ai continuing: "So I originally planned to go down instinctively in the next game at the club, which is to enjoy football. I don't think much about other things. If you want I concentrate on playing the Champions League, then I will adjust my physical fitness according to the rhythm of the Champions League, plus some of the burden of my national team, then in the league..."
"No problem." Moratti said, but added: "Unless I come to discuss with you again."
With a word, Wang Ai and Angelo had fun together, and Moratti also followed.
Wang Ai deliberately shook the old man's hand when he sent Moratti out: "You are a good boss, I am willing to fight for you, you say the Champions League is the Champions League, you say the league is the League, waiting for me tomorrow."
Moratti shook his head and opened his arms to give Wang Ai a hug.
For so many years, among his big-name players, Wang Ai is not the most obedient, not the best talent, not the lowest salary, nor the closest to his family, but the best. Although he was injured occasionally, he didn't get reimbursed for a season like Ronaldo, and every time he came back, there must be surprises!
Thinking of this, Moratti slipped out of the house and slid into the car and drove into the city. On the way, his son Angelo was still saying: "It seems that the king didn't make any celebration request?"
Moratti, who was thinking, was in a daze before he understood: "You look at his house and see what you see?"
"Many people?" Angelo asked tentatively.
Moratti shook his head: "Simple, look at the furnishings in the living room. We went to the third floor today. I found out that he didn't have his own home theater. Think about it over the past two years. When did you hear that he was at home? An all-night carnival? Which of our Milan girls dare to claim to have been intimate with him all night?"
Angelo listened silently to the old man's long-winded words, and then said in a long while: "Living like spring water."
"Yes." Moratti slackened and leaned on the chair in the back seat, opened the small refrigerator and took out a bottle of drink and took a sip: "I love Ronnie very much, but...I don't respect him. He is even better than Ronnie. I am young, but I dare not love him, especially knowing..."
"His family has more money than us!"
"No." Moratti smiled and shook his head: "Especially when I heard that he was engaged in the import and export of small commodities, my dear son, can you imagine how shocked I am? I didn't think about it all night to understand why he I chose to do this. Later I listened to him to explain and understood. It turns out that this Chinese world is wider than we thought. This means that we can’t treat him in the usual way, because what you give is not necessarily What he wants."
"So, father, you have to come in person?"
"Yes, just ask him to understand."