Reborn on Top of Football - v8 Chapter 37 Change the dragon (seven)

"Ten years ago, I left Spain for England, and ten years later, I returned from England to Spain."

At 10 o'clock in the morning on September 10th, on the rostrum of the press conference hall of the Real Madrid Sports Center, Wang Ai, who was sitting in the middle, spoke slowly under the smiling eyes of Florentino and Benitez on both sides.

Today's first question is Wang Ai's old friend, Martin, a senior reporter of "Marca" who has never lost contact for ten years. On behalf of fans who like Wang Ai, he asked him: "So revisiting, how does it feel?"

"Fate is so wonderful. I was in Madrid when I left ten years ago, and I am still in Madrid when I come back ten years later. These ten years are very short and very long." The restless mood calmed down a lot, and they looked at the world-famous super giant seriously, and a strange feeling rose in their hearts.

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"A lot has happened in the past ten years, and it seems to have passed in a flash. When I left, this was not a sports center, so I should have been unfamiliar with it, but it felt familiar, probably because the invitation from Real Madrid has always been there. Let me miss this place." Speaking of this, Wang Ai looked sideways at the chairman and said with a smile: "Ten years ago, Mr. Chairman invited me, but unfortunately the lineup at that time was too strong, and he would feel honored even as an opponent."

Martin raised his hand: "Then you came back this time because they all retired?"

Wang Ai was taken aback, then smiled and said: "Yes."

There was a lot of laughter on the spot.

"The current lineup is also very strong, and I am also stronger than ten years ago." After the laughter, Wang Ai continued: "When Mr. Chairman sent me another invitation, I said to myself, I should go, I want to go. Otherwise, Mr. Chairman will be angry."

There was another chuckle at the scene.

"I thank Mr. Chairman for his enthusiasm over the years. I did not give up because I missed it repeatedly. I hope my performance can be worthy of his trust and repay his enthusiasm." After finishing this sentence, Wang Ai smiled and nodded to the press officer. down.

The news officer was infected by Wang Ai's demeanor, and he responded gracefully before calling the next reporter.

"Is there any other reason besides Mr. Chairman's invitation? I heard that many clubs have also invited you. I believe their Mr. Chairman will also be very enthusiastic. Why did you finally choose Real Madrid?"

"I do have a lot of choices. There are more than a hundred of the five major leagues, and dozens of those who qualify for the Champions League. But Real Madrid also has a lot of choices. There are probably millions of professional players in the world. So, among so many choices Reaching an agreement with each other only shows that we both need each other and think the other is suitable."

"I heard that you only signed a one-year contract with Real Madrid, is it true?" asked another reporter.

At this moment, Wang Ai suddenly looked sideways at Florentino: "Mr. Chairman, can I say something?"

Mr. Chairman smiled and spread his hands, Wang Ai turned to the audience and said, "Yes, a one-year contract."

"Why? Don't you want to sign a long-term contract?"

"Why sign a long-term contract?" Wang Ai asked with a smile.

"In this way, you are the long-term partner of the club, and you can get a stable income for the next few years. You can get a salary when you are injured or in a bad state, and you don't have to worry about being laid off." The reporter said very fast.

"I can indeed get a long-term contract, but I prefer to leave options for both parties. If I feel that my ability no longer matches my salary and my teammates, then I will leave automatically. Today I have got a big deal. Some of the big awards, so I hope the day I leave is a day of honor and not a burden to the club and my team-mates, hated by them."

There was a commotion in the audience, and Wang Ai's poetic language was so beautiful.

"Has Ronaldo called you? Will he welcome you? Are you worried about your status? And you have competed so fiercely in the past few seasons. How do you deal with this extremely antagonistic relationship?"

Wang Ai smiled when he heard the sound: "Everyone may not be clear. Cristiano and I have known each other very early. Outside of the arena, we appreciate each other and have many friends who share a common language. Some people are like this, even if we are together every day. Become friends, and some people miss each other even if they see each other. I am very happy to have the opportunity to be teammates this time, like friends who have been separated for a long time."

"Then what about your competition? And Messi? Will the super giant war in the new season still be fought?"

"For all our football-related work, the primary and first-order goals are the club's goals and the club's needs." When Wang Ai said this, he pointed at himself with both hands and smiled: "Because the club pays us."

After the laughter, Wang Ai added: "As for our competition, I think there must be some changes, because I am here, but I don't know how it will change."

Another reporter asked: "What is your impression of Benitez?"

"This is the second time I've been his player, I'm very happy, it saves us a lot of communication energy."

"What I want to ask is, what do you think of his ability? Will he lead you to the championship?"

Wang Ai frowned at the sound, and then stretched out: "I don't have extra time to pay attention to the coaching work, so I can't evaluate whether Raphael is a good coach, and I can't speculate whether he will lead us to the championship. But I think the evaluation from the club should be more accurate than my own, even if I have actually learned about the work of the coach. In this regard, everyone should trust Mr. Chairman and his team."

"You've been through a lot of coaches, who do you think is the best? I mean, from how you feel, don't you give me a list of the number of titles they've won, we're all going to look it up, we want to hear your personal feel."

Wang Ai put his hands on the table in front of him and crossed his fingers, and said with a embarrassed look: "If you want to ask me which of them is the most handsome, I can answer you immediately. But, I really haven't paid attention to their work. The players have consumed all my energy."

Seeing that Wang Ai didn't say anything and didn't jump into this pit, the reporter had to settle for the next best thing: "Okay, so who is the most handsome among them?"

Wang Ai didn't seem to expect that he could really ask, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and there were a few snickers from the audience, and then he slowly turned his head to look at Benitez... Turning around, he couldn't help turning his head to look again, Benitez Nitus was baffled by Wang Ai's look, and subconsciously stroked his beard.

Then, Wang Ai looked at the reporter who asked the question with a sincere expression: "You still ask me who is the most like an artist."

There was laughter on and off the stage, and a reporter shouted out in the crowd without waiting for the reporter who asked the question: "Wang, who is most like an artist?"

Wang Ai looked straight, and leaned closer to the microphone to say: "Roberto Mancini."