Reborn on Top of Football

Wang Ai didn’t like Zhuangzi before, thinking that he had turned Li Er’s cold-eyed look into a negative retreat. However, at this moment, he really wanted to shrink to a certain place. After listening to his girlfriend’s ridicule, he couldn’t stand it anymore. He sighed and closed the book:" I plan to talk to the head coach tomorrow and try my best to substitute me."

"Is the Regina team? I heard that the international team leads 4:1 in the first leg?"

"Well, underdog."

"Also, take more rest, you are too tired."

Wang Ai leaned on the chair, closed his eyes, and shook his head: "You know it's not."

"what is that?"

"I have fallen into a trap of thinking. I have no hope for the future, and I have the intention to retreat. But the heavy responsibility lies on my shoulders and cannot be retired. This way I may be more exciting on the court and more spiritually tortured. I know that neither me nor my career will last long. , So I became more anxious. I knew my anxiety, so I became more anxious."

Xu Qinglian listened and chuckled after listening: "A mental patient can know that he is mentally ill."

Wang Ai was said to be happy, opened his eyes and saw his girlfriend smile at him, slap behind him, and pat on the other's trousers.

Xu Qinglian took a step away from Wang Ai: "Do you think you can relieve it with proper rest? Then how to solve it?"

"I don't know." Wang Ai took a breath of cold air and felt a little more comfortable. "I have never had this kind of problem before. I know my friends have never had this kind of problem. If they did, they would have been with me. That said. On the surface, I am in the same situation as Lao Gao. He has to take sleeping pills every day, but I am not enough. But in fact, I am still different from him. He is under too much pressure, but hopeless."

Xu Qinglian, who knew that as long as Wang Ai played like this, still had a high chance of winning the two awards, she understood the meaning of his hopeless future, and did not make any more provocations, but calmly said: "I think you still ignored some thing."

"Well, tell me."

"I feel that when you have achieved breakthroughs in technology, breakthroughs in honor, and seeing the breakthrough of collective achievement in the Olympics, the mind is suddenly withered, not just football." Xu Qinglian seemed to put her hands in the pockets of the red down jacket. She is charming and cute, but what she says is full of philosophy: "This is a total outbreak under your long-term stress and anxiety. It is similar to your good health, usually pressing cold viruses, but you suddenly relax, let these viruses concentrate on your immunity. The system has made an impact. We have all heard Li Lin talk about it, and that’s the reason why you can’t practice nothing immediately after retiring as a soldier. It’s easy to get sick.”

"Well, maybe."

"It's not only that." Xu Qinglian turned her head and looked at her boyfriend looking ahead: "I have studied with Sister Huang Xin, and we think that your problem comes from other sources. We all understand a very simple truth. The more you think, the more calm you are. The more you make a decision, the more profitable, but the more boring. It’s like love, love that makes mistakes is called love, love that makes no mistakes is called calculation.

Wang Ai opened his eyes, snorted, and glanced across Xu Qinglian, only to find that his girlfriend was seriously discussing quasi-academic issues with him, so that was fine.

"So I think your current problem is that in addition to your endogenous factors, there are also many external things about you." Xu Qinglian sighed and pressed Wang Ai's shoulder before walking in: "You have too many things on your shoulders. , There are too many things that require you to carefully calculate. These things are originally reducing your happiness, but in the past you still have the achievements of football to seduce, so you can hold it. And the breakthrough of football, at least in a short time The breakthrough has passed, and the final breakthrough is too far away, so your happiness in football fades, and you can't stand up to the troubles caused by other aspects."

"Other aspects, I didn't care too much." Wang Ai hesitated to retort.

"Other players, which one has more of your other matters?" Xu Qinglian shook her head: "You don't go to nightclubs or bars, or play cards and drink, but you have a business, a career, friends, and studies. It's just a career. From the point of view, you are related to the Chinese youth football’s dumb cup and the Liao Junior Team. You promote the development of China’s philanthropy and play a major role in it. You worry about the Chinese league, the national team, Chinese players, and Chinese football. You still pay attention to the ideological struggle with traitors and running dogs through "Young Philosopher". You also care about the development issues of some stupid companies and surpassing companies from time to time, as well as your own studies that don't seem to care much."

Speaking of this, Xu Qinglian laughed and said: "When did the PhD qualifications of the London School of Economics and Political Science become so good? Although you have read another philosophy by opportunism, you can't just get confused. Besides..."

Xu Qinglian looked at the book in Wang Ai's hand: "If your teammates are upset, they will go out to find someone to play with, or have a girlfriend... Well, but maybe only you will pick up a philosophy book to relax. In other words, Why didn't I know that philosophy books still have a relaxation function?"

Wang Ai smiled when he was told, and put the book in Xu Qinglian's hands: "I am not as tired as you said, but those things are closely related and can't be negligent. You know I don’t have much personally, but the country, It is actually very fragile to be able to have the current situation. If you neglect a little in any field, it will be over. The hope of thousands of fans is over. I have a thousand calculations to maintain the situation as it is today. Trembling, like walking on thin ice ."

Xu Qinglian took the book and flipped it casually, rolled it up and put her hand in her pocket: "I don't think you trust me very much. You know I'm not talking about feelings, but as a young scholar and growing up with you. , The work ability of your partner has been influenced and even nurtured by you since childhood."

Wang Ai was silent for a while and said, "My mom and my dad, I hope you will be happier and will not let me hand over the work to you early."

Xu Qinglian stared at Wang Ai for a while, and then smiled suddenly: "Can you watch "Xiaoyaoyou" to relax, can't I be happy by work?"

Wang Ai opened his eyes and looked at the smiling girlfriend, and patted his trousers again, but this time it was much gentler: "No need, you have your own, no need to surround me."

"What is the Marxist-Leninist definition of the family? The smallest production unit in society, right? In the initial stage when the family cannot disintegrate at this stage, it still bears the responsibility of economic production and population production, right?"

Wang Ai sighed, "Sure enough, you can't let a woman read more, this is too much of a back-talk."

Xu Qinglian laughed loudly, and hurriedly covered her mouth: "Can you please me like this?"