Reborn on Top of Football - Vol 8 Chapter 177

The next day, when he came to the training ground of the track and field center, Wang Ai was in a daze for a long time looking at the words “win glory for the country”.

“Little Wang, what are you thinking?” Director Du came to Wang Ai’s side at some point, and patted him on the shoulder kindly.

“Oh.” Wang Ai came back to his senses and said in surprise: “Why are you here in person?”

“Asian trapeze, the second fastest in the world, is it normal for me, an ordinary cadre, to come to welcome me?”

“That’s right.” Wang Ai said thoughtfully: “If I were a foreigner, such as Bolt, your level would be a bit worse.”

“Hahahaha.” Director Du laughed loudly, and patted Wang Ai’s arm: “You are really welcome.”

“No.” Wang Ai shook his head: “I think you are being rude to your own people.”

“My family is polite, so you can’t become an outsider?” Director Du looked Wang Ai up and down with great interest: “You came a bit late, what’s the matter, are you blocked by outside reporters?”

“Isn’t it?” Wang Ai complained: “I just came to test the data. How can I expect so many people to come and scare me. I thought something was wrong.”

“A superstar, isn’t it a standard feature to be accompanied by a reporter?” Director Du pretended to be magnanimous.

Wang Ai squinted at the smiling Director Du: “I didn’t notify the press.”

“…I informed you, haha, did you expect that?” Director Du laughed loudly.

Wang Ai just rolled his eyes. Is it interesting for such a big leader to play pranks?

“Since you have this influence, and there are so many people who want to know about you, why don’t you hide it? There are still more than two months until the Olympic Games, so let the media pay more attention and do a good job for the army, right? ”

Wang Ai rubbed his chin: “You still have to be the leader, and what you said is aimed at, shall I go back for an interview?”

“Is it called? Let me tell you, you have entrusted the Chinese Football Association to us! This summer, I will take care of you!”

Wang Ai’s body hunched instantly: “Okay.”

“Our field management center is very good. There are not so many games and you can adjust it more freely. Unlike your football game, which is just one or two games a week, spinning like a spinning top all day long. I heard people say that you can’t make vacation plans. It must be put in a few years, we don’t want to go on vacation every year, at least two chunks of time!” Master Du walked forward with Wang Ai’s arms in his arms, undisguisedly seductive while walking.

[The novel app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms,]

“Don’t lie to me, that’s because my organizational relationship is still in the Football Association. It’s voluntary labor for you. You can’t kill me. If I really come here, I don’t believe that you don’t drive me to participate in the Diamond League. ”

“Hahahahaha!”

Talking and laughing, I came to the training ground, and people in twos and threes around me came over. Director Du was full of enthusiasm: “How about it, take a break?”

“Hey, I don’t dare to let my boss wait for you.” Wang Ai sighed and took out his shoes from his satchel: “Come on now, is the eligibility standard ten seconds?”

“Ten seconds is fine.” Director Du stroked his chin.

Wang Ai squeezed his sneakers in a daze: “Ten seconds is not enough? Our country is so powerful? How much is it?”

A coach next to Director Du said with a smile: “Ten seconds and two.”

Wang Ai let out a long sigh of relief, and sat down on the spot to change his sneakers without paying attention: “I was shocked, I thought I might not be able to choose.”

The crowd laughed and watched Wang Ai, a superstar, sitting on the grass on the sidelines to change his equipment. Adidas specially customized sprint shoes for Wang Ai. He would give him a pair of running shoes every season regardless of whether he participated in the competition or not. He only needed to make a phone call.

It’s just that people were dumbfounded when Wang Ai took off his outer pants and took out the big underpants, he was so colorful. Don’t say you should change into formal shorts, and don’t make them so bright.

Wang Ai was also a little dumbfounded when he took out the big pants, but no matter how he went home to clean up Xu Qinglian, he couldn’t reveal his secrets now, so he changed into them with a cheeky Shi Shiran, and even played around a bit. Fortunately, my wife’s side It’s still reliable, and he didn’t give him one that could tear his crotch apart.

Inexplicably, Wang Ai actually had a sense of happiness, maybe this is called Stockholm Syndrome.

Leoni, who was accompanying her, couldn’t stop laughing. She hid in the crowd and kept taking pictures. In fact, not only the pants were not good, but the clothes were also not good. Wang Ai was not wearing sportswear, but an ordinary white pullover shirt. Apart from the fact that the shoes are not simple at first glance, he is no different from a street youth. You can’t tell what kind of football super giant this is without looking at his face.

Wang Ai looked around at the back of the starting line, and exclaimed: “It’s really standard, and the electronic scoreboards are all turned on.”

“It’s usually open. When you run away, I’ll ask someone to bring the starting gun.”

“It doesn’t need to be so hard, right?” Wang Ai looked at the coach in charge unexpectedly: “You blow the whistle and it’s over.”

The coach in charge said earnestly, “I’m tired of blowing the whistle.”

Wang Ai couldn’t help laughing: “Then let’s start?”

“Aren’t you ready to move?”

“Don’t you dare to do it?”

“Just half a minute?”

“Let’s try running first?”

The coach thought for a while, then looked back at Director Du, who nodded, “This kid does morning exercises every day, and it hasn’t been an hour yet.”

The coach agreed, and Wang Ai took the starting blocks and set them up. At this time, a group of reporters rushed from the gate. I don’t know if they succeeded in punching the card or the track and field center deliberately waterproofed it. Appointed Wang Ai, who was wearing colorful underpants on the runway.

Wang Ai sighed deeply, and looked at the coach sideways pretending to be innocent. The coach holding the starting gun became serious and nodded.

In many shots, from this moment on, Wang Ai, who was just relaxed and even a little funny, became engrossed. The wide-open eyes, bulging muscles, stretched body, and proud posture all silently tell: this is the fastest runner in China, and this is the fastest runner in Asia.

At this moment, even the ridiculous underpants became inexplicably high-end, and inexplicably became a “superstar demeanor”.

A gunshot broke the silence.

This vigorous figure gallops on the red runway!

In the field of vision of the people at the scene, it was almost three or four breaths, and Wang Ai ran across the finish line. The reporter with the microphone rushed towards the electronic timer, while the reporter with the video camera secretly adjusted the focus and got the answer first: 9 seconds 88!

Wang Ai, who came back from the finish line, felt something was wrong halfway, and looked down, oh! The pants are crooked, and the bottom of the pullover is coming out of the pants… after all, it’s not professional equipment!

Wang Ai had to turn around and make some adjustments before coming back, and his adjustment gave the reporters the deepest feeling: Ah, he just ran around casually!

So how fast is he really going to run?

“another one!”