Balotelli's visit went smoothly, except that he knocked down the hanger when he was using the ball to tease the lady, hurriedly helped the hanger to slide over the coffee table, fell to the floor with a snap, and caused the cat and dog to bark. At that time, Wang Ai was serving food from the kitchen. He saw that the coffee table was standing in the living room, the dried fruits were scattered all over the floor, and the soda was stuck on the black boy's ass. The black boy supported his head with his chin, and his hands were still pushing down the hanger. Most of the clothes on the hanger were on the ground. Only one coat was hung tenaciously, and the placket swept the poor black boy's face.

Wang Ai, who was holding the plate, was stunned: Where is this? who are you?

Hearing the voice, Conse also ran down from upstairs, scratched her scalp, and laughed haha.

Everyone worked together, helping the coffee table, sweeping the floor, helping people, comforting cats and dogs...

"SignorWang." The black boy explained nervously: "I just want to play with ladies for a while..."

"It's okay, didn't you see my assistant smile so happy? I'm going to eat, come and help."

Heizi immediately forgot just now, and happily followed to the kitchen. Tonight's food was a combination of Chinese and Western dishes. Wang Ai asked specifically, the black boy has nothing to avoid. Therefore, the eight vegetable meat and vegetables are matched, rich in nutrients, and large in quantity.

In the corner of the living room, while Wiwi and the lady were squatting in front of their food bowl, the dinner between Wang Ai's family and the black boy also began.

Heizi gave a fork of sauerkraut and ate it into his mouth, grinning and never touching it again. Wang Ai smiled and gave him a few pieces of meat with a fork, and the black boy was happy.

Wang Ai didn't use chopsticks tonight, because many occasions can only eat western food, and other western restaurants don't prepare chopsticks for you, so you have to learn to use it and use it well without losing any portion.

Wang Ai didn't think much about Balotelli, and of course he wouldn't be angry. Not to mention that there are no expensive things in the living room, and it is worthless if broken, but it is really expensive and not at all. Balotelli is like a child now, he will still be like this ten years later, and he can't be angry. On the contrary, people with more complicated minds may like people with simple minds.

It's not that the black boy is stupid, but that he does everything by nature. Later, when I get older, I will gradually learn more rules, and it will be better. Of course, it is impossible for him to become Wang Ai, because his pursuit is not this, he just wants to live happily. As a descendant of a Ghanaian immigrant, he does not have a strong sense of home and country. Even between football achievements and personal pleasure, he will tend to the latter.

In short, you can't be angry with Huskies...it's useless to be angry!

After dinner, everyone tasted the precious Palermo ice cream brought by Balotelli. In fact, it tastes that way, but when Balotelli comes in, he rushes into the refrigerator and knows that this is his beloved thing.

After eating ice cream, Balotelli was able to stabilize his focus. Of course, he had eaten a little bit earlier. I chatted with Wang Ai about the development of the youth team and talked about each other’s stories. Wang Ai is 87, and the black boy is. 90 years, not much difference. Despite the huge differences in living habits and status, there are also many common languages, such as... video games!

Balotelli is very envious of Wang Ai's four computers upstairs and downstairs forming a local area network to play games. He is puzzled that Wang Ai's home does not have a video game console: "Don't you play live football? There is yours above."

"How many generations is it?"

"Live Football 2008! You have been there since World Football Victory in Eleven 7. Did you never play?" Hei was surprised.

Wang Ai shrugged, how can I explain to you the tense Sino-Japanese relations in those years? Ordinary people just play, how can I play? The other party asked me to endorse every year, but I dared not agree.

I had to say to the black boy: "I still like to actually play on the court. By the way, how about my statistics?"

The black boy had a weird expression and blinked: "You don't even know?"

Wang Ai spread his hands: "Although the people there have the same name, the same team and the same nationality, and even the same face. But he will not affect me. On the contrary, I am the one who affects him."

The black boy shook his head, thinking that what Dr. Wang said really makes sense!

"You have four 99s, acceleration, shooting accuracy, free kick accuracy, attack awareness, several 98s. Anyway, your data sheets are almost all red."

Wang Ai nodded in satisfaction: "Is there any red one? By the way, what is my defense?"

The black boy grinned shyly: "42."

Wang Ai opened his eyes wide: "42? Me, is that so bad?"

The black boy nodded sincerely and looked at the idol with sincerity: "Your defense is so bad."

"...I'm too lazy to defend." Wang Ai pretended to wave his hand generously: "Come on, I'll give you something delicious, go back soon, so as not to violate discipline."

The black boy happily returned with a large carton of potato chips, dried sweet potatoes, beef jerky, and dried fruits. The reason why Wang Ai gave so many is because the boy said that he would take it back to eat with his brother. Wang Ai was afraid to send it. Without it, he can't eat it himself.

Standing on the hillside, watching the base gate open, the black boy stood at the door and waved his hand enthusiastically on the mountain. Wang Aicai returned to the yard with confidence, just like a husky, without looking at him, I was really afraid that he would suddenly remember something. Not going home for fun.

Balotelli's visit today dilutes the melancholy of Wang Ai, and Wiwi and the lady are also a lot more lively due to new visitors. As soon as they entered the door, they saw Kang Si, Yan Zhu, and Zhao Dan standing in the middle of the ground watching.

Both Wiwi and the lady put their chins on the floor. They didn't know if they were Balotelli. They looked at each other with four dark eyes, but compared to Wiwi's concentration, the lady was a little careless. Following Wang Ai's footsteps, the ears of cats and dogs moved, but no one turned their heads.

"This is a stare game?"

Zhao Dan smiled and shook his head: "I don't know, I don't understand what they said."

The lady yawned lazily. Wiwi was unhappy. She tentatively stretched out her paw and slapped the dog on the face. The lady snorted, stood up and jumped out. At this time, Wang Ai didn’t even see. Wiwi How is it on the wall.

"It's boring!" Wang Ai pointed to Wiwi who was holding a hanging basket on the wall, "Can't you be brave?"

The black and white wiwi glanced at Wang Ai: Are you stupid?

The arrival of the two animals did relax the atmosphere at home a lot. At least when Wang Ai doubted his life, he would always be interrupted by two pets, and there was less time for cranky thinking. Although Wang Ai thinks this delays his recovery time, Kang Si believes that the combination of work and rest will not delay your thinking about your philosophy of life.

When Wang Ai went to the training ground in the afternoon of the second day, Mancini had already announced the starting list. Cruise and Crespo teamed up with the strikers to form a double center. Behind them are Wang Ai, Maniche, Pele and Solari. .