"I was invited by Wang Ai, and I am going to visit his house in the next few days!" After all, one of the girls who called Wang Ai couldn't help but murmured with others. Then, after a while, several A large Chinese Internet platform sent an invitation to her, hoping to broadcast it.

The girl was dumbfounded when she saw the big news. They all knew that Wang Ai was also an active figure in the Chinese Internet space, and they were very worried that Wang Ai would regret this news when he saw it.

In fact, they didn’t know that the “Assistant Lucia” who was well-known in the Chinese Internet space had “rebelled”, and the two major defenders were able to answer and make a phone call. Therefore, the frequency of Wang Ai’s public activities on the Internet dropped sharply during this period. He really didn't know this episode.

And even if he knew it, he didn't care very much. For Wang Ai, who is in the Seven Seas, ordinary people are his anchor. For Wang Ai floating on the top of the cloud, ordinary people are his kite line. Talking and chatting with ordinary people can help Wang Ai revisit people's expectations and expectations of him time and time again, and give him a sufficient sense of accomplishment and mission.

The ancients said that not returning the rich and honorable to the hometown is like traveling at night in Jinyi.

Of course, the freshness of Wang Ai's house recently is also the reason why he dared to open the door. Huang Xin went to see him for a game, and he still had to work for a month or two before coming back. Regardless of how Wang Ai and Shi Wenjun joked in private, the actual relationship still hasn't broken through.

This means that even if Shi Wenjun is seen by the girls at Wang Ai's house, Wang Ai is not afraid.

The relationship between men and women really breaks through, and then they can’t hide it. It’s the style of the eyebrows, the resonance of the two souls, the sweetness of the ears and temples, and it’s the hormones of you and me... just a little bit of care. It can be observed, especially for relatively sensitive people, such as the "third corner" who is particularly concerned about, or fans who want to keep everything they see in mind.

Therefore, Wang Ai is very magnanimous at this moment, whoever loves will come!

This matter just said casually, time is running out, and the Champions League is coming soon. According to Jose’s arrangement, Wang Ai played as a winger as usual in this game. The core of the midfielder was Sneijder, but on the other hand, Eto’o had an injury to let Mancini play, and the difference in combat effectiveness between the two was not small, so this game The key to winning the game lies in Wang Ai.

After a familiar adjustment, although only one day, Wang Ai still adjusted his state to the best. On the night of March 10, boarding the team's bus at the gate of the base, Sneijder rarely greeted proactively: "Your Majesty, come here. sit."

Wang Ai pointed at him and shook his head with a smile, and sat down beside him: "Wesley, what's the plan?"

"It's all up to your Majesty." Sneijder fainted with a faint smile.

"Don't make trouble." Wang Ai stretched out his arm and put his arm around Sneijder's shoulder: "You are the soul of the midfielder. I listen to you."

Sneijder pursed his mouth and smiled for a while before he said, "I watched your warm-up match."

"Huh?" Wang Ai was surprised: "Isn't it broadcast?"

"No." Sneijder shook his head. "I mean in Buenos Aires, everyone cares about you and Messi."

"Oh." Wang Aishu sighed. He basically stayed in the midfield in the match against Japan, and CCTV silently did not broadcast signals overseas. After all, the Asian Civil War doesn't care much about European fans, far less than China's collision with Argentina, Wang Ai is so interesting to Messi. Of course, there are also ideas to cover the Chinese team, especially Wang Ai's position change.

Related to winning the championship, the Football Association, the national team, the sports channel, unprecedented unity!

"But..." Sneijder suddenly leaned close to Wang Ai's ear and whispered: "You want to play midfield, right?"

"No, I'm a forward. I'm crazy when I hit midfield with this goal efficiency?" Wang Ai smiled.

Sneijder looked at Wang Ai’s face and was a little angry, but he laughed again without knowing what he thought of: "I can understand, I will not ask, and I will not tell others. If we meet in the World Cup, it will be the semi-finals. , It doesn't matter, right?"

Wang Ai smiled without saying a word, Sneijder shook his head and looked serious: "Wang, you have this talent, your skills are too comprehensive, and your body is good. But what I want to remind you is that you are a big man. Players play midfield and small players play midfield in different ways."

Wang Ai couldn't help looking serious, and Sneijder smiled again, pursing his mouth without saying a word. Wang Ai looked at him and spread his hands. Sneijder put a hand in his carry-on bag, and suddenly asked, "I am going to get married in Siena after the World Cup. Will you come?"

Wang Ai was taken aback, and said casually: "I will go back to China with the team after the World Cup. There must be a lot of things, I..."

Seeing Sneijder's expression gradually cooling down, Wang Ai's mouth quickly shifted: "But no matter how busy you are, as long as you invite me, I will be there! For sure!"

Sneijder laughed, and took out his hand from his bag. It was an invitation with light patterns printed on it. Wang Ai took it and looked up in surprise, "What you said is true?"

This time it was Sneijder's turn to spread his hands, still staring. This is my second marriage. Will I be joking?

"Okay, okay." Wang Ai thought for a long time with the invitation. He was really embarrassed. Sneijder's date was set on July 17, the sixth day after the end of the World Cup. If the Chinese team wins the championship, let alone winning, even if it enters the semi-finals, from the central to the local, from the State Council to the Sports Bureau, from the Xinhua News Agency to the CCTV, from the Football Association to the merchants, everything will be gone!

Finally, Wang Ai cherished the invitation and said: "Wesley, is it the day of the 17th? Is there any activity the day before? Can I come?"

"I will entertain friends the night before."

Wang Aishu sighed: "Wesley, my friend, I really can't make sure that I will be there when the wedding march is played, but I will definitely show up for 48 hours. Although I may leave right away when we arrive... China is a weak football player. China, my status in the country is higher than Maradona’s status in Argentina, and sometimes I really can’t be autonomous.”

Sneijder passed Wang Ai’s description in his mind, and realized that his request was a bit too much. Wang Ai could do this step, no matter how interesting, after all, it takes 12 hours to fly from China, and it takes 12 hours to fly back. 12 hours!

"Okay my friend." Sneijder joked suddenly: "I just don't want to lose to Alger."

Wang Ai froze for a moment, laughed, and then heard Sneijder whisper in his ear: "Usually, the big midfielder has the advantage of the body, and the play is control, such as Zidane. And the small one. His midfield advantage is at his feet, and his style of play is assault and creation, not as good as Maradona, Messi, and of course me."

After listening to Sneijder's words, Wang Ai fell into deep thought.