As for the identity of the hero, Wang Ai has not disclosed it from beginning to end. Even if the supernatural reporters and netizens will soon know the truth, Wang Ai does not intend to admit it. See what happened to the ring for me? His mother didn't tell me who he was at the scene. So I only know that he is a martyr, helping the people, fighting evil, and making heroic sacrifices, but I don't know his specific identity.

Before the game, Wang Ai didn't think about these. He only focused on the game when the "three mental processes" existed at the same time, and even led the tactical drill for the first goal. But Wade's admonition and Leonie's concern eventually moved him to make corrections.

"Ordinary people envy my freedom, and I envy theirs."

In the corner of the celebration party that night, Wang Ai pinched the ring and said to Leoni next to him, "I really hate this kind of looking ahead."

"Looking forward and looking back, you have become what you are today." Leoni smiled, seeming to be satisfied with the successful training on issues that men value so much.

Wang Ai took a breath from between his teeth and put the ring back on: "In a few years, when the anti-corruption has achieved results and the public image of the judiciary has been reversed, I guess I don't need to take the initiative to publicize the matter. It's definitely repressive and understated."

"At that time..." Wang Ai shook his finger with the ring: "Auction it up and donate it to the Courageous Foundation."

"If you want to sell at a high price, you have to win the championship." Leoni touched Wang Ai's fingers and ring: "Your movements today are so beautiful, on the big screen it looks like you are talking to God, hehe, point at His nose tells him 'you be honest with me', hehe!"

"So exaggerated?" Wang Ai asked in surprise.

"Who made you look so serious? When others point to the sky, you have a nostalgic expression, and you still recite words. This is all cliché, and you all know that you are talking to your relatives. What about you? Don't say a word, your face is like a truck, I If you don't know about it, you have to suspect that God owes you money."

Wang Ai smiled, shook his head and leaned back, looking at the leftovers on the table in front of him and his teammates who were joking and laughing in the distance for a moment.

"So, your unique, graceful and powerful action needs to be matched with your champion to become more legendary, and even become a symbol of this World Cup and a common memory of this era." Leoni stretched out her fingertips. Knocked on the ring: "That's invaluable, so that the value and positive impact of your auction behavior can be maximized."

Speaking of this, Leoni suddenly sighed and took a big sip from the beer mug: "If this person is not a policeman, if it is an ordinary person, you can tell it now, and the media at home and abroad can immediately make a big splash. Let it go, the effect will go out immediately, it doesn’t matter if you don’t win the championship.”

Wang Ai listened to Leoni's ramble and said plainly: "As long as I win the championship, it will be invaluable, and I can dig it out in a few years and make another wave."

"It's up to you!" Leoni gave Wang Ai a coy look: "I heard Huang Xin say that many of the so-called anecdotes of celebrities are team-responsible and beautifully packaged."

"Not absolutely." Wang Ai shook his head: "Public opinion is too contingent, and it is impossible to completely control it. After all, people's hearts are like water, especially some breakthrough and sensational ones are often objective than subjective. That is to say, we can decide a certain It happens, but whether it can be a sensation depends on the hearts of the people, and it’s just luck.”

Speaking of this, Wang Ai sighed and leaned his head back on the chair: "We ourselves are creating historical content, it is a tidbit-like thing that exists based on our creation. So don't worry about its effect, as long as we have the strength. Big enough for a slab to fly to the moon."

Leoni leaned over with winking eyes: "I also want to go to the moon."

When Wang Ai heard the sound, he lowered his head, tilted his head, and met the lion's eyes, and suddenly laughed, "Now?"

"It's only eight o'clock, are you going to **** me?" Leoni, who greeted people from afar from time to time, said the most rude words dignifiedly.

"I can't help it a little bit." Wang Ai smiled and occasionally waved with his teammates in the distance, and also said something unspeakable.

"Did you hold back during the game?" Leoni turned her head and glanced at it: "I know that you won't let you do anything, so you will panic. I sometimes hold back for you, so I let go of my hands and feet in the game. You see, we Germans never think about these things, we want to fight as many as we want, and as many as we can."

"Which country?" Wang Ai's voice was serious without turning her head.

"Chinese, hehe, they are Germans."

"That's why Germany is so big and China is so big."

"I've decided." Leoni suddenly twisted her butt: "Let's go now."

"Ah?" Wang Ai looked at her unexpectedly.

Leoni stood up and hooked her fingers: "I just remembered that they will be here in two days."

When Wang Ai stood up helplessly and did not speak, the lion leaned into his ear: "Wuwuwu, then it won't be my turn."

Wang Ai gave the lion a white look: "They can't live with me even if they come, it's enough to have you alone."

Leoni watched Wang Ai go to say hello to everyone and the smile on the corner of her mouth never faded. As the man's wedding date approached, many things changed. In the past, Wang Ai could bring any one of several women to the national team, but he was not married anyway. But now it can't be done. Only Xu Qinglian is the registered wife. Others, including her long-term friend, partner, and deputy team leader of the national team, have to avoid it.

After going upstairs and entering the bedroom, Leoni Shiran put down her handbag, took off her jacket, took out the phone, and made a call. The first sentence was: "Tiger, I'm stealing your husband to eat."

Wang Ai came out of the wash, and Leoni's phone hadn't been hung up, but she was already talking about business at the moment.

"I think today's event is an opportunity to consider donating to the Courageous Fund at the end of the year... No, not too much, their capital pool is not large, not too much, I estimate that 100,000 euros a year is enough... Yes , I hope that the ten or eight years of the project may not be made public. The public has always had strong moral requirements for him to do charity... If there is something wrong with the foundation, don't you read that report? If we get it wrong, it will affect us, so let’s go ahead and donate the donations originally made through the Wang Foundation directly. Too passive."

"Let's talk about it." Leoni was about to hang up the phone and turned around to look at Wang Ai who was sitting beside the bed: "The man has been touched a lot these two days, and he has to do something to save him from having trouble with him."