Reborn on top of football

Section 246 Golden Jersey

At 6:1 p.m. on June [-], the Chinese national team boarded the bus and rushed to Jeju Stadium, where they will play against Brazil tonight.Except for the coaching staff and the international players in the [-]-man roster, other members of the delegation have already rushed to the Jeju Stadium, including Jonas who rushed here at noon yesterday, and this is the only German in the delegation.

In the bus, the coaching staff sat in the front row, the team leader Zhu Heyuan sat in the back row, the international players sat in the middle, Wang Ai and Zhao Junzhe were sitting next to each other, Hao Haidong and Qi Hong were in front, Ma Mingyu and Li Tie were next to them, and Li Weifeng was behind them , Xu Yunlong.But at this moment, Wang Ai was not in the seat, but standing in the front row of the aisle dancing and speaking.

Ordinarily only the leader has the power to make the final mobilization at this time, but Wang Aifei wanted to make a few sentences, and the coaching staff didn't stop him.

"Let me tell you, today we are playing against Brazil. I don't care how much you like him, you are not allowed to ask him for a jersey after the game. He is a well-known star, and this is the World Cup. The jersey on his body is not Collection value, after they retire, maybe one piece can sell for hundreds of thousands or millions, and if you ask someone for a jersey, it is equivalent to asking someone for money."

"Isn't that polite?" Someone mumbled.

"Bah!" Wang Ai spat: "I said, are you stupid? You just look at the value of other people's jerseys, but you don't think about whether your jerseys are worth money? It's not uncommon for Brazil to be a frequent visitor to the World Cup, but we are the first." The second time, it is recorded in the history of Chinese football. The value of jerseys depends on market demand. Brazil has a small population and slow economic development. It is destined that their jersey prices will not be much higher. We are different. We have a large population and economic development. Hurry up, there are many rich people, as long as we sell it domestically, the price will definitely not be lower than theirs. Besides, do you know whose jersey is the most valuable in this match?"

"Ronaldo, who else could it be?" Xu Yunlong said.

"Him?" Wang Ai curled his lips: "You are not convinced that you are uneducated. The most valuable thing is my jersey!"

"You cut it!" All the international players laughed.

After everyone had laughed, Wang Ai slowly broke his fingers: "I'll do the math for you. I'm just 14 this year, and I can play for at least 20 years. I've scored three goals in this World Cup, free kick hat Juggling, there are so many competitions in the world, only Mikhailovich and I have done it so far, and I am the only one in the World Cup. Hey, tell me, how much is my jersey worth? My series of records has increased, added In terms of my future football achievements, how much is this jersey worth? Ronaldo is 26 this year, and he can play for at most seven years. The Brazilian has poor self-discipline, and he is already at his peak now. What about me? Is he tall? Even if I become mediocre in the future, I’ll sell it to the Chinese, tell me, how much is my jersey worth?”

The international footballers were dumbfounded, they didn't think so much, but when Xiao Wang said it, it seemed to be true.

Wang Ai held his shoulders and sneered: "You guys are blind with your eyes open. You didn't see me standing in front of you with golden light all over my body, and you kept thinking about the opponent's clothes! You don't know gold and jade, what do you know? Do you mean? One leaf can't see Mount Tai, do you know what it means? Dog eyes"

Before Wang Ai could finish speaking, several international footballers in the front row rushed forward, shouting, "It's gold grabbing."

Wang Ai hurriedly took a step back, stretched out his right hand, and a crutch came across.

Chi Shangbin hurriedly stood up and smiled to dissuade everyone, then turned around and criticized Wang Ai: "Xiao Wang, don't make trouble. You have already said that they are illiterate, and illiterates don't know how to reason, and they will fight. Besides, look at you now In this state, you can’t even run away after being beaten.”

"Chi Dao, I'm a vulnerable group now, you can't just watch them bully me, right?" Wang Ai shook the crutch under his ribs and said.

Chi Shangbin nodded: "We definitely can't just watch, the premise is that it doesn't count if you take the initiative to seek bullying."

"It's dark!" Wang Ai sighed, ignoring Chi Shangbin who shook his head and laughed, and returned to his seat with difficulty on crutches.

When passing by Hao Haidong, Hao Haidong patted Wang Ai's shoulder sympathetically, took out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket and stuffed it in Wang Ai's jacket pocket, others followed suit, and Wang Ai even made a trip to the rear of the car, along the way Banknotes rained down.But this group of people's acting skills are too bad, they couldn't cry but their faces twitched in pain.

Returning to his seat, Wang Ai put down his crutches

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