As Jose and Ferguson each used the substitution plan to adjust their tactics, the match between the two sides was not weakened by physical exertion, but became more intense. In the 78th minute of the second half, Scholes rushed into the shot and hit Saha's calf, causing Kudicini to throw in the wrong direction and Manchester United finally equalized the score.

Jose looked at his watch and Makelele walked to the sidelines, replacing Wang Ai, who fought for more than 70 minutes to strengthen his defense. At the draw at Old Trafford, or under the targeted tactics that Ferguson must plan for many days, Chelsea is considered a "win". I don't believe you see Ferguson's expression.

The tired Wang Ai and Makelele hugged, and he smiled at Jose who patted his arm again, and sat down on the sidelines, tired.

Time is limited, the head coaches of both sides have also been exhausted, but in desperation, they can only shake hands. I don’t know what José had to have a drink with Ferguson today. Anyway, Wang Ai went back to the hotel with his team and asked to leave. Downstairs was a guy in a down jacket with a stunned head, Dong Fangzhuo.

He returned to Manchester United after his two-year Antwerp career ended this summer. He is currently training with the Manchester United team. Whether he can renew his contract is unknown, and it is not known whether he will continue to be on loan with Manchester United.

Yesterday Sun Jihai went to Liverpool with his team, lost, and is at home today. Wang Ai came to Manchester with the team today, just a few buddies gathered together. He and Sun Jihai did not say that they were still fighting side by side in the World Cup more than three months ago. Wang Ai and Dong Fangzhuo were not very familiar, and they played the World Youth Championship together last year. Listening to Zhao Xuri, they said that this guy was not very honest under the leadership of Lao Gao.

Fortunately, there are Wang Ai and Chen Tao, so he didn't jump too much.

"Boss, today's kick is really exciting!"

Wang Ai ha ha smiled: "Today's condition is not so good, I can't run, and I'm not very flexible, I just have a little energy left, so I'm so brazen."

"Come on, Boss, Ronaldinho just said in the dressing room, your expression at that time was like a fate."

"Oops!" Wang Ai sighed: "Lord Lord is so powerful, it made me uncomfortable today."

"Really? What's wrong?" Dong Fangzhuo didn't understand yet.

Wang Ai, Dong Fangzhuo, and Yan Zhu got into a taxi together and walked to Sun Jihai's house. In the car, Wang Ai explained his understanding and his brothers one by one, and Dong Fangzhuo was dazzled.

When he arrived at the old grandson's house, the old king was with his children. He led the children and said hello to them. When Wang Ai called "Uncle Wang" and Dong Fangzhuo called "Brother Dong", Dong Fangzhuo held the child silly, but he didn't hear it. .

Wang Ai heard that, and wasn't embarrassed to correct it. Besides, why did he correct it when he secretly took advantage of it? This is probably a 19-year-old who has a high vision and a wide range of insights, and he talks to the old Sun Ping peers. On the contrary, although Dong Fangzhuo is 21, he still talks like a child.

"Your kid is fierce today." The old grandson Ma sat at the dining table in the living room, and the old king was busy nagging the dishes.

"Just enter one, what fierce." Wang Ai coped with it, helping the little niece to tear off the packing tape of the big doll he brought.

Dong Fangzhuo raised his head over there: "It's a lot if you enter one."

Wang Ai raised his head and froze for a moment: "It's the same thing."

"Fuck, this is for you to pretend." Lao Sun pouted, took the doll and his doll, put the two dolls together and sent them to the bedroom to play, not long after the child finished eating, the child's mother finished the dish and glanced over. , And ordered some meals to accompany the children, leaving four of them in the room.

Everyone in Yan Zhu knew it, but he wasn't there anyway. Anyway, he didn't have much to say, and he didn't feel anything.

"Come on, meet us for a foreign country, have a toast!" Lao Sun proposed.

Dong Fangzhuo grunted, and Wang Ai also accompanied him with a cup, and he was very happy. In the city of more than 500,000 people in Manchester, there is only this small world.

"Xiao Dong finally saw the light, and you, **** to take Mr. European Football, did not say anything, have another drink!"

Dong Fangzhuo lifted his glass: "Goodong!"

Wang Ai was holding the cup: "Eh, Brother Sun, you are not right, aren't you singing in the song? There are half of me and half of your military deeds! Come, let's go!"

Dong Fangzhuo: "Goodong!"

After listening to this, the grandson put down the cup next to his lips: "Xiao Wang, just pretend that you are not sure how beautiful you are. All China and Asia will be yours. The Asian Footballer at the end of the year must be yours again." ?I said you are even a few more? I count, you are 02, you are Xiaobai in 2003, and you are both 04 and 05, this year is you. I said that we Chinese only got 6 times, You account for two-thirds! Don’t say anything, give me one!"

Dong Fangzhuo: "Goodong!"

"Nothing, nothing. Did South Korea's gold casting ever have Sanlianzhuang?" Wang Aidao said: "I want to say that your grandchildren's succession, the higher the higher, the logo and example of the Dalian football city that has cultivated countless internationals. You are ten years older than me. The nutrition and conditions of your childhood were not as good as mine. Otherwise, your achievements today will not be inferior to me. Come, grandpa, let’s go together?"

Dong Fangzhuo: "Gudong."

Sun Jihai: "I said..."

Dong Fangzhuo: "Two eldest brothers, can you still drink?"

After three drinks, the old sun patted Dong Fangzhuo's shoulder: "Xiao Wang, this kid used to practice with my dad, and it was my own brother. I came to England and stepped into Manchester United. The starting point is good. The performance has been perfect since the beginning of the year, and I am waiting for the graciousness of the Lord. You as the leader of the 80s, don’t you give some suggestions?"

Wang Ai looked at the two of them, the old Sun happily with seven points of sincerity, Dong Fangzhuo with a trace of humility in humility.

Wang Ai sighed in his heart that Dong Fangzhuo was too late to mature and did not join the 84-nation younger. When Wang Ai participated in the 85 Olympic Games, the professional league was too busy, and most of them were former teammates, so there was not much concern and concern for Dong Fangzhuo. If he was able to enter the 84-year-old school, Wang Ai had already posted his clothes.

This kid's single-parent family grew up, and his temperament was both arrogant and inferior. This kind of person is very difficult to tune, he has loosened his control, he has put his sheep on it, he has strict control, he doubts his life. In short, a child who grew up in a broken family is easy to bring a trace of self-destructive personality. Only when he grows up and experiences more setbacks can he mature.

But football belongs to youth and can't wait for you to mature.

Wang Ai looked at Dong Fangzhuo and slowly said: "It will be the Asian Games in a few days. Let's go back together?"