Vol 3 Chapter 133: Kill a Dawn (Part 2)

"Old song? Lei brother? When are you two coming back?" Entering the hotel lobby, Qu Bo and Zong Lei were met.
"You came back the day before yesterday, are you okay?" Qu Bo smiled with pleats and patted Wang Ai's shoulder: "We watched your game yesterday, you are this!"
Wang Ai pressed Qubo's thumb with a smile: "You're okay with Ozil and you can practice, just help me drag him, or he's too lazy."
Qu Bo shook his head with a smile, Zong Leiguang smiled and didn't speak. In the past half season, he has established a foothold in Tubingen and became the first goalkeeper. The original old goalkeeper retired and became his goalkeeper coach. The two get along well. Of course, during Zong Lei's leave, he can only let the old Lucas back into battle.
"It's not a team anymore, do you train players for the German national team?" Old Shen listened to his chin and followed.
"That's a brother!" Wang Ai laughed and said: "My little brother, no matter when and where, it should be taken care of, and besides, he is really talented. By the way, Shen, what about the other teammates? "
"I just came back from the stadium and took a shower in my room. You should rest early and meet again tomorrow."
"Okay, I happen to sleep well, right, Schubert?"
Old Shen looked around and asked Sun Chengyao, "Where is Schubert in his room."
"Okay, I'm going to him, I'm sore, I have to let him press me."
"Well, let's talk to our team doctor for a massage. Schubert should have just started learning."
"Did you still bring the team doctor?" Wang Ai said in wonder: "You know that I transferred Schubert from Liaoning Football to lend you free of charge, how much do I complain? Zhao Junzhe called and said to me, never I know that the national team draws players from the club, and I have never heard of the team doctor. "
Lao Shen scratched his head subconsciously: "It's not, it's okay to follow the study."
"Okay, the day after tomorrow, I'm exhausted. Let me press it. I will fall asleep and stop. I will return to the team to train tomorrow morning." After that, I went straight and said, "So what, I said a little bit about the arrangement of the game in the car. I don't remember it now. Let's talk tomorrow, oh, I'm a substitute anyway."
"Okay, let's go back soon." Old Shen Yun Wang Ai's face was frosty and distressed for a while, pushing Wang Ai, Yan Zhu, Zhao Dan upstairs, and by the way, asked Qu Bo to go to the team doctor.
At 4:30 in the morning the next day, Wang Ai opened his eyes. Unfamiliar room, unfamiliar taste. After thinking about it for a while, I remembered that I was already in Seoul. I slept intermittently on the plane yesterday, and I reserved a lot of sleep. Even though I didn't sleep for a long time, it was enough, that fatigue was not over.
After working hard for a long time, Wang Ai finally got up from the bed and opened the curtains. There was still a dark night outside the hotel, and the neon lights on the street under his feet twitched in cold weather. There was a faint light outside the suite, and it seemed that his guard had risen.
As long as they participate in national competitions, they must not sleep well. Usually, one person sleeps in bed and the other lays down with clothes, keeping a certain vigilance, and also setting up certain small organs on the doors and windows. Yan Zhu is not interested in football. He prefers martial arts. Zhao Dan really likes football, but he worships Serie A more.
"Well, no matter for whom." Wang Ai mumbled open the bathroom door, and took a hot shower. There was still a little bit of sourness all over the body, but it has been a lot better than before. It seems that the team doctor should be working hard last night, and he must find an opportunity to thank him.
After the shower, it was five o'clock, and the eastern sky was a little brighter. Dressed up and carrying football on his back, Wang Ai was out of the bedroom. Yan Zhu and Zhao Dan, who had heard the voices, had already washed and were ready to go.
Although the place for the morning exercise was changed from the other side of the earth, the three of them did not change much in the morning and did not even say a word, and went out in sequence. When Wang Ai went back to sleep in the room last night, Yan Zhu had already asked the location of the training ground temporarily rented by the national team. The three of them left the hotel. On the street in the morning, there were already scavengers pushing the streets of Seoul, South Korea. The car is coming and going. The three ran to the training ground on the cold and quiet street, knocking on the door and rushing in. Without ID, Wang Ai's face is the best document. When South Korean stadium security saw Wang Ai, he seemed to have seen a ghost.
In this morning exercise, Wang Ai didn't get a lot of exercise, but after jogging for half an hour, he practiced the ball alone, until the March sunshine in Seoul filled the training field, and then walked back to the hotel with a rush of steam.
Only then did the teammates meet. For more than a year, Wang Ai's influence on Shen Jiajun was very huge. The "Platinum Skull" team in the impression was completely gone, and almost all of them had grown into muscle sticks, even if they had lost the old foundation. Qu Bo, who had a big elbow in Germany for a year, was also physically fit. Even ordinary people can directly see their mental appearance, which is no longer the same.
This is where Wang Ai is most satisfied with Lao Shen. Once you convince him, he will have a very strong executive force to carry out your correct thinking. Since Wang Aila brought Lao Shen to Tubingen and found a lot of problems during the physical examination of the Olympic Games, Lao Shen blamed himself and tried hard to discuss the matter. He invited Schubert from the Liaozu to the Olympics and opened. The national team is the first to ask a foreign team doctor.
With these teammates who are full of energy, fighting spirit, full of energy and very healthy, Wang Ai is optimistic about the prospects of the game.
"What? I'm afraid of Korean disease?" At noon, Huang Jianxiang and Dong Lu came together and heard Wang Ai during a break after lunch.
"Since 1978, we have met South Korea and either lost or won, and never won."
"No, right?" Wang Ai frowned. "How do I remember, I turned the South Korean team back several times? I remember, I was 12 that year, oh yes, it was Seoul four years ago, we kicked It's a qualifying match for the Asian Masters, yes! There are many more later ... Well, yes, the year before, I was still in the National Youth League. At the time of the Asian Masters finals, I also played a 10: 0 for each other. "
Huang Jianxiang smiled: "We all know this, but we are talking about the international A-level tournament approved by FIFA. Well, in fact, it can be named in the name of the national team, and it is also the focus of the fans. Your country is young, but also After all, Guo Qing is young and does not represent the peak level of a country. At that time, the attention was not high. In short, what do you think of "phobia and Korean disease?"
"Don't you know me?" Wang Ai shrugged. "I'm Dr. Wang who specializes in treating 'Korean Han disease'!"