"Stressed again?" Leoni asked with concern in the car back.

"No, I'm thinking about the feasibility of this matter."

"It's really impossible. Don't listen to him."

Wang Ai laughed: "If I don't listen to him, why should I bring you here?"

"Even without his support, my work is not impossible to carry out."

Wang Ai nodded, leaning on the back seat and thinking for a while before he said: "The leader reminded me that this year's Champions League I’m just a golden boot at best, just like last year. It’s February now, and my intended opponents are almost starting to exert their strength. If I continue to be so vague, I am afraid I will not be able to catch up."

"Then can you hold on?"

Wang Ai pursed his mouth and shook his head: "I don't know yet, so I'm still thinking about what to do."

When the car arrived in front of the house, Leo Ni, who was frowning and thinking, suddenly said, "Or, another cut?"

"what?"

"I mean, cut off the part that distracts you." Leoni turned her head and said, "There are still many things in your life, such as the competition for the two grand prizes, the prospects of the Olympics, and the stability of the national team. ."

Wang Ai smiled and shook his head: "How can I cut these off?"

"Why can't it? Other stars are much simpler than you. They are responsible for playing and practicing. Which is like you? What do you do with an agent? What does a press officer do? What does a coach do?"

Wang Ai shook his head and got out of the car. Leoni continued to persuade him: "You are a star of the 21st century, and you can no longer follow the pattern of the 20th century. The life patterns of the stars are the same, which in itself explains its necessity. Sexuality, rationality. You have to go out alone, and we don’t know how to deal with problems when we encounter them. So the best way is to move closer to them, even temporarily."

Wang Ai nodded; "Say it later, don't let my mother hear it."

At home, the old man returned to Liaoyang to give money to the old people on both sides. The old mother didn’t go back under the excuse of his son’s return. Seeing the two came back and asked a few questions, she waved Wang Ai to go away, pulling Leo Ni not knowing what to say. .

Back in the room, Wang Ai sat for a while, and he used to turn on the computer to find news about the Australian and Thailand matches. When Leonie was lying behind her back and licking his earlobe, she looked away: "What did my mother tell you?"

"Nothing." Leo Ni looked directly into Wang Ai's eyes: "Look, how long have you been back to the room? Others will also care, but they won't go to watch the game video, see the analysis of all parties, and even not give The head coach sent an email requesting to share his views. I know you are the captain, yes, maybe some captains will do this, but you will never do it on Christmas Day!"

Wang Ai nodded, acknowledging that Leoni was right.

Leonie, with blond hair, felt a little hot, and unbuttoned several buttons of her brown coat: "What is life like for a star in the 21st century? I train hard during training, and play hard during holidays. I may go fishing, Swimming, rock climbing, skiing, vacation, maybe go to bars and nightclubs, get drunk, or find a beautiful girl to take home, or go to the casino to play in the dark. You see, this is called release of stress. In their daily life , There is almost no football, or even deliberately stay away. What about you? Is it football at work, or football after work. Even if it’s corporate decision-making, transcendence, CY, and football festivals are still football."

"I have a strong brain." Wang Ai pointed at his temple with **** together, like shooting suicide.

"You can really adapt, but how long does it take? The leader said, the fans have aspirations, the people have a voice, you can afford to wait? Say it again!" Leo Ni's tone became serious: "A person who has been doing mental work for a long time, if he does not pay attention Rest, it is easy to have mental illness. You are still in the early stage of anxiety. If you do not control it, you will become depression sooner or later."

"So amazing?" Wang Ai said in surprise: "No? I am so rich and with such a high status, but I can still be depressed? I'm going to be depressed, what about the people in the country?"

Leo Ni couldn't talk about Wang Ai, so she kept silent, just staring straight, without a smile, and slapped Wang Ai's hand away.

Wang Ai retracted her hand and said nothing, Leo Ni's voice was cold: "I was different from me 24 hours ago. I will put things aside for a while 24 hours ago, and now I will be very angry."

Wang Ai comprehended Leo Ni’s subtext and explained it seriously: “I’ve tried it. Meditation is still useful.”

"It's too slow, too late. Don't think that the fans' wishes are annoying, you can escape, or are forcing you. You have reached this position, and this is what you have to bear and you have to respond. "

Seeing Wang Ai closing her eyes tiredly, Leo Ni stood up, sat in Wang Ai's arms and held his face in her arms: "You can live simpler, even temporarily, okay?"

"Like everyone else?"

"Yes indeed!"

"Okay!" Wang Ai stood up holding Leoni and walked to the bed.

"I'm going to eat..."

"Who said it was you?" Wang Ai sternly said, "I'll go out to find someone else, and find one a day!"

After that, Wang Ai hummed and left. Of course, Wang Ai would not actually go to the bar, but turned to the gym next door. Since childhood, he has hardly lived a simple life, the habit of so many years. To get rid of it all at once, except for being confused and upset.

After dinner, Wang Ai ran to the gym by himself, and did not take a shower until 8pm when he was tired.

As soon as I opened the door, I was shocked, the room was colorful and the music was blasting.

In the sound of music, under the light and shadow, a waitress walked over with a tray, Wang Ai glanced at Kang Si!

"Mr. Wang, please take a seat. The show is about to begin. What would you like to drink? Beer, whiskey, Moutai, brandy, or vodka? Of course there is juice? But no milkshake." Kang Si smiled and looked very dedicated.

Wang Ai breathed a sigh of relief, and was given to the seat by Kang Si, only then did he notice that a curtain was pulled in front of the bed opposite.

At this time, the explosive dance music suddenly fell, the curtain slowly opened, a beam of light struck past, and a dancer in a tube top skirt and lace gloves stood on the stage.

Without waiting for Wang Ai to exclaim, the music rang, and the dancer Leo Ni blew a kiss on the stage, then she twisted her waist and brushed her hands over her slim body.

After a while, Kang Si, the hostess under the stage, pulled up her long skirt, clapped her hands and stomped her feet, and joined them.

Dances with completely different styles, but stepping on the same drums, each with its own beauty, intertwined.

A different emotion rose in Wang Ai's body. He picked up a cup and drank half a sip for some unknown reason, and muttered, "It seems...not bad!"