Reborn on top of football

John Terry, Chelsea's meritorious captain and banner, was heckled by players one after another in this meeting to win people's hearts, and he was very embarrassed.Jose's opponent, Sheva, and others refused to voice their support. As a result, the meeting failed to achieve any purpose.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, people dispersed.

"It will always pass, John." At the door of the conference room, Wang Ai comforted the lost Terry.

Terry turned around and forced a smile: "Well, thank you."

Wang Ai nodded, and suddenly said: "I actually understand you quite well. It is really too difficult to choose between the beloved club and the beloved head coach. Knowing that the head coach cannot beat the club, he will leave sooner or later. Under such circumstances, it is a wise choice to end the turmoil as soon as possible, and it is also the best for the team. Believe me, they are still sad today, but they will understand you in the end."

Terry opened his eyes wide, as if meeting Wang Ai for the first time, shook his head after listening, hugged Wang Ai, said nothing, and took a deep breath for a long time.

After a while, separated from Wang Ai, Terry wiped his wet eyes: "Thank you my brother. No matter where you go, you are my brother."

"I'm honored." Wang Ai shook hands with Terry: "By the way, will I be in tomorrow's game?"

Hearing this, Terry grinned awkwardly and scratched his hair: "This..."

"I can understand." Wang Ai nodded: "Then I'll go back first. Everyone is in a bad mood. I won't train with everyone. I might come over alone at night. Didn't you say you won't let me come?"

"no problem."

Wang Ai walked out of the meeting room, unexpectedly, Terry chased him from behind: "wiwi, the current situation of the club is very, very irritable, and very unstable. Although tomorrow's game will be without you, you still have to be prepared, alas! I I understand you too."

"Okay, I understand."

Wang Ai still has a lot of things to do. Jose left yesterday, he saw him off, sent out an invitation by the way, and got the club's transfer approval, which was implemented this morning.All these drastic changes are too fast, and with the speed of modern media, the country has to react for a while.

Wang Ai needs to report the news of his transfer to the leaders in person, to the leaders of the sports department and the diplomacy department, and also to the friends of the propaganda department, mainly Zhang Bin and the others: I am going to Inter Milan again!

Sure enough, Zhang Bin who received Wang Ai's call was very surprised: "How did you turn around? I just heard that Jose was dismissed from get out of class, and you are telling me that you are going to Italy in winter? My God! Those who bought Serie A this year Noh is crying! Those who bought the Premier League should be scolded!"

Wang Ai listened to Zhang Bin's nagging with a smile, and said slowly after he finished speaking: "This is nothing, there is another big news that can scare you to death!"

"What? Say it quickly?"

Wang Ai could imagine the expression of Zhang Bin's staring goldfish eyes on the other end of the phone, so he smiled: "Don't worry, it hasn't been implemented yet, and it's not good for everyone to say it now. Oh, I promise, I promise this news After confirmation, I will be the first to notify you, how about it? Besides the leader, you will be the first one?"

"press!"

"Ok!"

Zhang Bin sighed contentedly: "It's not in vain that I suffered from your losses for seven or eight years."

Wang Ai was not happy: "When did you suffer from me? Treat me to a few meals and nagging for so long, are you in menopause?"

"Playing stupid, aren't you? What have you been calling me?"

"Brother Zhang? Why don't you like it? How about Sister Zhang?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhang Bin gasped, "Then what do you call Bai Yansong? I watched that TV show, and you called him Uncle. I'm about the same age as him, but I'm a generation shorter than you." !"

Wang Ai really didn't pay attention, he was used to yelling casually, and it was a bit embarrassing to ask someone to uncover it, so he said carefully: "This, maybe it's because you are engaged in sports and you look young?"

Zhang Bin looked up at the mirror in the office, touched his fat face, and smiled: "It makes sense!"

At four o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Chelsea headed north to Old Trafford, and the eyes of the world were drawn to the stadium.Chelsea, which had a coaching change and internal chaos, met the old-fashioned Ferguson, and the result was doomed.Nobody was expecting a miracle from chelsea, especially after wiwi's surprise absence from the squad and the whispers that the great guy had decided to leave london for the winter.

People came to see the Chelsea jokes, and the Blues fans blatantly unfurled the slogan "Mourinho is the best" at Old Trafford.As a result, Manchester United scored a goal each in the second half and easily subdued the terrible opponent.In fact, Manchester United can still score more, but Ferguson's plan to harass Chelsea for several years has been successful. There is no need to attract too much hatred at the last moment. The score of 2:0 is not too much, and it is better to let Chelsea's civil strife continue for a while .

Wang Ai, who was watching TV, saw the old man's face from the camera, pointed at the screen and said, "This old man is very bad. He kept talking about Chelsea being ugly, and finally shook Mr. Roman. In fact, there is no such thing as a beautiful game in the Premier League." The team? Everyone is doing whatever they can to win. They bullied Mr. Roman as an outsider, and they bullied him as an outsider. Just wait for today. Chelsea is over now, and Manchester United's spring will come."

Xu Qinglian said with a smile: "So bad?"

Wang Ai shrugged: "British people, famous gossip women all over the world, this set of skills are all practiced from their own family. While instigating others to fight, while secretly having fun, look, the Slavs are not fooled again The British like the Slavs the most, oh, and the Germans, they are simple and violent, and they will catch fire."

"Do you like Chinese people?"

Wang Ai hesitated and shook his head: "I don't like it, Chinese people have thick skins."

"What do you mean?"

"It means that we will not be fooled easily." Wang Ai shook his head: "We know what we want and how we can get it. For this goal, we can do our best and even bow down. Our culture It’s too brilliant, and it has enough nutrition for us to absorb. The British can also deal with that kind of two-shot. Realists like us don’t believe in that. In fact, the Japanese are more worthy of liking than us, at least the Japanese There are also times when I am in the top of the second year."

"Hmph, it's good that you are round. By the way, do you really want to rest for three months?"

Wang Aiha pointed at the TV: "If there is another game like this, the club's butt should be on fire. Only a victory is good, and a big victory is the best. After two days, they will definitely find out that they need me now more than ever."

Speaking of this, Wang Ai looked at Xu Qinglian and others and said with a smile: "Otherwise, why did Inter Milan come that day? Do they really think they are so free? They just know that if they don't take this opportunity to finalize the contract, Chelsea will regret it. Roman Mister probably would rather I not renew the contract, let me go freely at that time, and would not let me go. Just watch, similar voices will appear repeatedly in the next few years."

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