Vol 3 Chapter 141: Start again (on)

At half past nine in the evening, the cold night of Beijing in early spring. A party was standing in front of the CCTV gate, and they had to go home. Wu Zongfeng, Cao Ming and Xu Liang had no home in Beijing. They had to return to the Olympic Sports Center dormitory for a night's rest.
"I'm willing to say it again." Wang Ai looked at several teammates seriously: "The door of European football has been pried open by me. I will go to Europe to give you a stand before. You must train well at home, don't Slack, as long as your level reaches a certain standard, I will try to help you lead the way. "
Although Cao Ming, Wu Yifeng, and Xu Liang heard Wang Ai many times, they still felt excited. Wang Ai said so after the Asian Games the previous year. At that time, they didn't care, but this year and a half later, when they sought the opportunity to go to Europe, they realized how difficult it was to land in Europe. Their own connections do not make it to the side of European football. Some players came to China while taking advantage of the world's strongest teams, desperately looking for relationships and other coaches and team leaders to recommend themselves, but nothing was achieved.
The clubs that can come to China are all top giants. Every day European and South American players can't handle it. Who would consider Asian players in the "football desert"? Nowadays in European football, it is generally believed that there is a Wang Ai in China, which is a gift of talent and an example! Because in recent years, with the rise of Wang Ai's reputation in European football, several European clubs with weak capital have come to China to test water for gold, and have also selected some people to go back, which has also caused some sensation in China. But the result is: before this group of Chinese players did not undergo systematic European training and self-improvement, they were far from the requirements of others. These young players who had been touted by the local media and did not lose Wang Ai could not adapt to Europe at all. After the trial period could not pass, they went back home and disappeared.
So the Chinese gold rush in Europe came to an end.
As a result, except for Sun Jihai, Li Tie, and Shao Jiayi who are not recommended by Wang Ai, the rest of Bai Guanghai, Luo Tongliang, Chen Yang, Zhang Yonghai, Qu Bo, Zong Lei, Qu Shengqing, Yao Xia, etc. Many people were all launched by Wang Ai, and it can even be said that Wang Ai "taken out".
Wang Ai's promise was both a ruthless spur and a climbing ladder. Being able to be selected for the National Olympics itself is the best player of the young generation and also a backup international. No one has no heart to gallop in Europe.
"Mr. Nian, shall I send you?" After leaving his teammates, Wang Ai looked at Nian Weisi, who was holding a cane and other buses on the roadside, and took the initiative.
The old man turned his head and stunned Ai Wang and Yan Zhu's "Blue Bird" and smiled freely: "Okay, I just want to talk to you."
Cars are slowly driving on Chang'an Street at night, and old and young people have no strangeness at first sight. Football is their biggest topic. In his youth, Wei Si was the first domestic player to Europe and the first professional football player in New China Football. He studied in Hungary, the strongest in Europe at the time. So the two had a lot of topics. Even when they were at the old sports committee's house, they didn't talk enough. Wang Ai simply got out of the car and went to the old home.
As soon as he entered the door, Wang Ai said: "Do you still have a computer?"
"Oh! I still have QQ!" The old man raised his chin proudly: "Don't think that the computer is your young man."
Wang Ai thumbs up, a word of clothing. My parents are less than forty years old, and they are not familiar with computers. It is really hard to watch the old man typing.
The two talked about the development of Chinese football and the status quo of European football for a long time before they said goodbye. The old man also knows that Wang Ai's business is too busy. The athlete's career is short, but there is very little leisure, especially for a successful athlete such as Wang Ai, so he understands that he must go downstairs with a cane and be stopped by Wang Ai. It's so late, it's so cold, the old man's legs and feet are not good, and it's ridiculous to freeze.
Both sides left contact information: telephone, QQ both stayed. Wang Ai also helped the old man to establish a QQ group of "Chinese veteran football team". (This QQ group was suggested by Wang Ai to launch on Tencent in advance, so it was launched as early as last year) Of course, Wang Ai also mixed up insidiously, taking advantage of the old man's unfamiliarity, and mixed the position of "administrator".
"Look who dares to scold me in the future!" Wang Ai proudly got on the bus and went home, all the way to good mood!
Go home yesterday and have already received the "siege" from his family, so early the next morning, Wang Ai packed his luggage and flew to Spain.
He always went back and forth to his son like this, Wang Bin and Ai Xiaoqing also adapted to go to work, leaving Xu Qinglian off.
Outside the airport, Yan Zhu, Zhao Dan, and Xu Qinglian's new beautiful female guards all left space for the two to whisper. Wang Ai looked down, and Xu Qinglian, who had just turned 160 centimeters, was a little frustrated: two years ago, we were still high, and now you are so high!
Uncontrollable, was held in his arms by Wang Ai. This is an old show, and Xu Qinglian doesn't care much. Don't want it, this time it's a bit tight.
Wang Ai felt that only at this moment, he was completely relaxed. He got rid of it in intensive competitions, studies, and business activities. He didn't have to think about anything. He enjoyed the quietness of these tens of seconds quietly and freely.
"Well, sigh ..." Xu Qinglian was about to persuade Wang Ai to board the plane, and suddenly opened her eyes and became stiff.
Love moved Wang Ai opened her eyes when Xu Qinglian was talking, bowed her head, and kissed her charming red lips.
The two's first kiss happened so inadvertently. Xu Qinglian wasn't prepared, and Wang Ai wasn't actually prepared, just did it subconsciously.
Maybe three seconds? Maybe five seconds? Xu Qinglian struggled, but where did she struggle to open Wang Ai's arms?
"Yeah!" Xu Qinglian knocked Wang Ai's back hard, stepped on his feet, twisted his waist, and finally bit his mouth.
"Ah," Wang Ai, who was loosening a little, was a little surprised, saying that she was weak and weak? Say yes, let Ren Jun pick?
"Sure enough, the books are deceiving!" Wang Ai thought indignantly: Look at me, this girl, can she resist? It's so powerful, like a cymbal!
"Smelly rogue!" Xu Qinglian wiped her mouth disgustingly, and kicked in vain: "Get out of here!"
Wang Ai heard it sensitively, Xu Qinglian's voice was a little trembling. She was not feeling, but she was strong in consciousness.
"Hey!" Wang Aigang, who succeeded in the attack, turned around and found that many people around him seemed to recognize him. No wonder, Wang Ai ’s popularity is known by looking at large outdoor advertisements outside the airport.
Wang Aimen turned around and couldn't help but push Xu Qinglian into the car. Xu Qinglian held her chest in a vigilant posture.
Across the window, Wang Ai laughed, "I've already done this. Everyone knows me, but I still don't know your identity."
Xu Qinglian stared at Wang Ai with a hippie smile, and the mist slowly rose in her eyes.