"If there is enough time, the result may not be the case." Ranieri said unconvinced at the press conference after the game: "The weather in Milan is too cold, and my players didn't get used to it throughout the first half."

Mancini smiled and listened. Unlike the open Premier League, there are basically no foreigners in Serie A, and the war of words between coaches is very standard.

"Is today a lucky day for the opponent?" a reporter asked.

Ranieri paused and shook his head: "No, they are strong, I must admit. They are strong, we are not lucky, that's it."

The reporters in the audience were mainly Italian reporters. Seeing the old handsome look unhappy, he asked about Mancini. Following the reporter's words, Mancini praised the three players who scored and made a special comment. Pele who completed an assist.

Once again, the bus drove Wang Ai home alone. While driving, the driver secretly looked at Wang Ai from the rearview mirror. The bus drivers of the clubs are not fans, at least not fanatical fans, otherwise driving is prone to accidents. But even so, he was still shocked by the Chinese man sitting quietly by the window on the small TV in the car today.

The unrestrained goal turned around and shot, the sudden assist, the shock that could not be concealed on the opponent's face, he was already so powerful that even ordinary people could feel it.

The night in Milan is romantic and sentimental, but the neon lights are far behind, the vast and silent mountains at the end of the road. Wang Ai is like a swordsman in the mountains, he hurriedly disappeared at a glance, refusing to give this amorous city a profile.

Kang Si in the same row stabbed Wang Ai secretly with his finger, and pointed to the rearview mirror. Wang Ai turned his head and saw the driver looking at him, so he smiled, the driver's hand shook, and he continued to concentrate after smiling. Driving. He is not a fan, but he still hopes to pay tribute to the outstanding staff of the club he plays in this way.

The mountains of Wang Ai’s house were already covered with a thin layer of mist. After waving goodbye to the driver, Wang Ai got out of the car with his bag on his back. The driver probably slept in the staff dormitory of the base tonight. Wang Ai also welcomed the lady in front of his house. The bark and wiwi wait in the corridor in front of the door.

The small door at the lower part of the door was enough for cats and dogs to go to the yard to solve their physical problems. The lady who finally defeated the fear of the "Grand Duke" licked Wang Ai's hand, and finally no longer hated Wiwi, whose name was also there. Wang Ai rubbed his chin on the other hand.

"Why?" Kang Si put down her shoulder bag, akimbo unconvinced: "I take care of them every day, and they will kiss you!"

After recovering, Wang Ai looked at Kang Si amused: "Aren't you kissing me?"

Kang Si was taken aback, frowned, and then exclaimed, "I am not your pet!"

"Yes!" Wang Ai smiled and nodded with one hand.

"No!" Kang Si ran over and swung a plastic sledgehammer, banging it on Wang Ai's head.

Wang Ai is not doing well. The cat and dog are happy first. Wiwi raised her paw and tried to catch. The lady straightened up and opened her mouth to bite. The hammer is usually their toy.

After a while, Kang Si was tired and took Wang Ai to the kitchen to share today's supper. Since it was a night game, today's supper was a bit late, and Kang Si was also hungry.

After eating, Kang Si pushed Wang Ai's mobile phone over and said vaguely: "I have processed all the information on the official mobile phone. This is on your private mobile phone. Please take a look."

Wang Ai promised to pull over the phone and watch it. The five sets of CCTV’s congratulatory text messages from the hosts and guests responsible for the live broadcast today, as well as interview invitations, and many text messages from teammates in Europe, especially the Olympic Games in the map Bingen’s teammates, yelling, can see that these guys are watching the ball together again.

In addition, Bai Guanghai sent him, saying that he will visit Milan when he is free recently.

When Wang Ai saw Lao Bai's "visit", he wondered, when did this guy learn the gentlemanly? There must be something. It's okay. He didn't make a phone call for half a year, so he suffocated his energy to compete with himself remotely.

Thinking of this, Wang Esso picked up the phone and called this guy directly. Lao Bai has been in good condition over the past two years. Although he has declined due to his age and early injuries, he is still Dortmund's rotation player. But it is said that I intend to return to China within one or two years, and I don't know if it is true or not.

After making a phone call, this guy turned off unexpectedly. Wang Ai didn't recover for a long time, and then he was furious and sent a series of "boots on the phone". There was no movement for a long time. Wang Ai gave up in anger.

After the meal, Kang Si and Wang Ai went to the gym together for a while before going back upstairs to sleep. Today, Yan Zhu, who stayed at home, accompanied Wang Ai until late at night. But even when he went upstairs, Wang Ai couldn't fall asleep. He simply turned on the computer. Sure enough, there was a lot of liveliness in the various chat groups. There would be a lot of people after a few days. Fortunately, the computer would easily get stuck.

Surprisingly, there was also a new speech in the preschool discussion group composed of several women. Looking through the chat records before, it was found that Huang Xin and Xu Qinglian in Europe were discussing his recovery. Shaking his head with a smile, Wang Ai typed it over: "The game is normal. Leave the rest alone. Sister Huang Xin has time to visit me. This time you and I are closer than Qinglian."

Turning off the computer, Wang Ai stood by the bed and watched the dark night for a while, forcibly suppressed the urge to swim downstairs, and fell asleep after lying on the bed and rolling for some time.

In the darkness, Wang Ai frowned and sat up and turned on the lamp. It happened to be five thirty in the morning. Because of the cold weather in the Premier League, half of the matches will not be arranged too late. Italy is different. People here are also rich in life. The "prime time" on TV broadcasts in the two countries is different, so the matches have to follow.

But for Wang Ai, the schedule on match day, especially at night, must follow.

After hesitating for a few minutes between "sleeping a little longer" and "sleeping back again", Wang Ai decided to come back and talk about the biological clock that was finally formed by the protection pillar.

After more than an hour, the light on the north side of the mountain lit up, and the spire of the church in the small town of Appiano was surrounded by warm sunlight. At this time, Wang Ai's headache had been relieved. After another hour, Wang Ai and the three of them walked on the frost marks and remnants of the snow, and saw the smiling Kang Si at the door.

"I went to town just now and bought a lot of newspapers, all praised you."

"Why are you going to town so early? Is there something missing at home?" Wang Ai took the newspaper and walked into the house.

Consciously followed behind him grievously. Seeing that Wang Ai didn't mean to look back, he was reading the newspaper seriously. He became angry and broke away Wang Ai's hand and stuffed the dog leash in: "You will walk in the future!"