Vol 6 Chapter 359: The small building was windy again last night (9)

"Didn't feed you? Who must have a golden voice and throat treasure at home?"
"What I'm saying is that you shouldn't be too tired and stay with us. Who told you that!" Xu Qinglian tapped Wang Ai's deltoid muscle: "Besides, what you said is too ugly, as if I..."
"Hahaha, oh oh..."
"Obviously, you made fun of me and bought it because I called it broken throat. I haven't used it at all!"
Wang Ai squinted and approached Xu Qinglian's ear and muttered a few words in a low voice, but Xu Qinglian pushed him away: "Bum, if you want to suffocate me, I won't do it."
Wang Ai said reluctantly, "Then I've brought the lion with me long ago, and you've got a lot of work to do."
Xu Qinglian narrowed her eyes, gritted her teeth and aimed at Wang Ai: "Well... I'm not fooled!"
Wang Ai also squinted and gritted his teeth at Xu Qinglian: "Well...it's okay, don't let me have fun, I'll let you have fun."
Xu Qinglian's little hand shivered slightly, and suddenly a smile appeared: "I'm inconvenient."
"Come back, right? Circular argument, right?" Wang Ai was furious.
"How is it?" Xu Qinglian provoked.
Wang Ai scratched his face: "...My big gold slam!"
Seeing that the man was subdued, Xu Qinglian stopped chasing him: "What is the Grand Slam of Gold? Never heard of it."
"Football didn't have this name before, is it a collective project? But people started to say it since the three of us came out." Wang Ai took a breath: "At present, it is said to be random screaming, and there is no fixed standard, but sooner or later There must be. I estimate that the Grand Slam is the World Cup and Olympic champions, and in a broad sense, the Asian Cup and Asian Games champions. Or the league champion in the professional arena, the domestic highest cup champion and the Intercontinental Cup champion. The Grand Slam is the above two The players are added together, covering the professional arena and the honorary arena. The golden slam is a championship that can be won in one event, such as the collective championship in a World Cup, and the individual golden boot, golden ball, league championship, gold medal. Boots or Golden Gloves, best lineup."
Wang Ai opened his arms and put his arms together: "The Grand Slam is a professional and honorary championship that has won all the major championships that can be won. It is the superposition of the above three!"
"Wow." Xu Qinglian didn't mean to be funny this time, she was really a little in awe, even if it was her own man, the man who was talking nonsense just now.
"It stands to reason that I am only one Confederations Cup short of achieving it. Now it doesn't matter much... sigh, it would be good if I didn't sign up for the National Games. I can count it out in the future, but after I sign up, I will enter. Out of sight."
"I think you think too much." Xu Qinglian reached out and touched Wang Ai's face: "According to your calculations, no one has realized modern football in more than 100 years."
"A lot of people just came close, like Ronaldo, who just didn't participate in the Olympics."
"Well, my man is the most amazing, and he has the most magnificent cause in his heart, and it has already been realized." Xu Qinglian leaned on Wang Ai: "So, it's okay to leave a little regret? After all, the National Games will not let you. It's not your reason for participating, you will definitely get a gold medal if you participate, right?"
Wang Ai felt a lot more comfortable, and put her arm around Xu Qinglian's shoulder: "Well, hehe."
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"Hehe." Xu Qinglian bumped Wang Ai's face with her head: "Speaking of which, can you win the gold medal in the National Games?"
"I don't know." Wang Ai shook his head: "If I play the best, it's about the same, but I'm not a professional after all, and stability is a problem."
"If you want to win it, how do you count? Big Gold Grand Slam? Plug-in Big Gold Grand Slam? Haha."
"I don't know, haha." Wang Ai stood up with his arms around Xu Qinglian: "We won't worry about this, let others worry about it, let's worry about other things, hehe. The coaching staff is kind today, allowing you to stay, we Don't waste it, eh?"
"Okay, if you're not afraid that I'll wake up the whole floor, I'll give it up today."
"It's boring for you to say that. Although we can't really let you sleep with us because of the hasty preparations, I think you can't do it?" Wang Ai said in distress.
"Think about it, you think about it all day long!" Xu Qinglian grabbed Wang Ai's earlobe: "You can't wait eight times a day in Germany, let the four of us say it tomorrow, let you hang for a month, and suffocate you to death!"
Wang Ai wiped his mouth: "Let it dry, it will kill you!"
"Pooh!"
The two of them continued to stroll around noisily until it was dark before they went upstairs to sleep.
The preparations for the national team of this Confederations Cup are a bit rushed from top to bottom. It is different from the first time in 2005 when everyone was very excited to participate, and it is also different from the 85 National Youth Championship in 2009. The championship team entered the national team in an all-round way. Confidence has soared. This time, the Brazilian Confederations Cup, everyone's feeling is similar to the feeling of the domestic media and fans: it is good, but it is also very good, not very excited.
In addition, everyone came back in a hurry after finishing a season, and they were busy with World Cup qualifiers on a limited number of international matches, so they never paid attention to them. Tactical preparations were neglected, opponent research was neglected, and of course room and board arrangements were not taken into account. Even if a container of ingredients was airlifted, the accommodation conditions were definitely not as good as they were three years ago.
Therefore, the family members are staying overnight, but they cannot sleep together, because the international players share a room for two, and many family members go back after the celebration banquet.
The next morning, Wang Ai returned from the morning exercise and chatted with a reporter from Guangming Daily for a while. Of course, the focus was on the China-Pakistan battle yesterday. The perception of coming from behind.
That's right, what the Guangming Daily asked Wang Ai to talk about was the mental journey from a bad student to a good student. This interview angle is undoubtedly novel, and it also aroused Wang Ai's talk. During the national team's departure to Rio de Janeiro after breakfast, Wang Ai accompanied the reporter of Guangming Daily to talk about this.
"Science and technology can be compared to productivity, and football laws to production relations." After chatting for a while, the topic deepened. Wang Ai sat on the plane and occasionally nodded and smiled with the enthusiastic Brazilian flight attendant passing by, but he kept saying: "Actually, we can get rid of 'can be'. Science and technology are the productivity of football. The laws of football, including metaphysical thoughts, strategies, metaphysical management, systems, and tactics, are the relations of production. Can you understand this?"
"I can understand." The reporter nodded, then glanced at the person beside Wang Ai.
Zhao Xuri raised his hand: "I can understand, boss continue."
Chen Tao also nodded, Zhou Haibin also nodded, Zong Lei also nodded, Dong Fangzhuo looked around and felt that it was not good to be isolated, and nodded stupidly.
The reporter was surprised by the cultural level of the national team, but did not ask in detail. Fans all over the country know that the national team takes cultural classes, and he is no exception.