"Hahaha, hate is good! The collision of the old and new kings must be accompanied by passion and hatred. Isn't this the case in professional leagues? The more I make them hate, the more Chelsea fans like me, and the greater my fame.
, the more money you make!" Wang Ai put down the fruit plate and said nonchalantly.
Xu Qinglian said hello to the two of them, then went into the bedroom... to play on the computer. Well, she probably rarely came to Wang Ai's house, so she took a selfie with her digital camera.
"Come to my place tonight and order some. I'm ready to show you my skills. Your Lao Wang's craftsmanship is so trendy. You'll see what I do later." Wang Ai said to the two of them carelessly.
Qu Bo smiled and said nothing, and Lao Sun pointed at Wang Ai: "What's wrong with my wife's craftsmanship? My ability to adapt to life in the UK has a lot to do with my wife cooking for me. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to eat steak every day.
I can't stand it. I grew up in Zhuanghe, and then moved back to the city. I have always eaten seafood."
Wang Ai curled his lips and listened to Old Sun's mumbling before saying: "I live alone in Germany, especially in Spain. How can I survive without the skills to order home-cooked meals? I didn't have a wife at that time, and I don't have one now either.
.Besides, I’ll let you see my classmate’s craftsmanship later. Have you tasted the old songs? Last time you were at my place in Cobham, what do you think of it based on your conscience?”
Qu Bo was helpless: "It's pretty good."
"What about Lao Wang's cell phone?" Wang Ai pressed forward step by step.
Qu Bo's eyes were blank: "I don't know, I've never eaten it."
"You went to his house without eating? I don't believe it!"
"I ate, but I ordered takeout." Qu Bo deliberately concealed the fact that he went to Lao Sun's house and Lao Wang cooked.
"That's because Lao Wang doesn't have confidence!"
Lao Sun gritted his teeth when he heard this: "Okay, okay, I'll see what you two can do in a minute. If you can't do it well... I won't be able to eat well anyway! Besides, eh? Why should we do this?
Why don't we order some at your place? We still have to eat a meal in the evening. We are full at your place, so won't that meal be wasted?"
"You don't know what the British usually eat? How can a state banquet be better? It's either vegetable leaves, nuts or fruit platter. Can you be full with just these snacks?" Wang Ai said with a smile: "Besides, this is
If we go to other people's houses, can we eat openly? If it's a city hall, then it's easy to say. This British social etiquette, it's said to be eating, but it's actually just for chatting. It's said to be for eating, but it's better to say it's for watching.
When we get there, we can't even put on any pretense. After an hour or two, with the amount of food we have, we're still not hungry enough to walk."
Lao Sun and Qu Bo rubbed their chins: "Yes! Then you really need to put some clothes on your house. Oh, by the way, have you prepared some clothes? We both studied it and bought a set together. Let's go.
It’s a thousand pounds.”
"Oh? Open it and take a look. Is it in this suitcase?"
"It's all here, clothes, pants, bow tie, leather shoes, and socks."
Lao Sun and Qu Bo opened their small suitcases as if they were presenting treasures. It seemed that they had agreed to bring formal clothes together. They were afraid of getting dirty on the road, so they bought a small suitcase to put it in. Let Wang
Ai took one look at it and pulled it down. She didn't wear it. She had to put it on before going out in the evening. It was very expensive.
"Where's yours?" Qu Bo asked Wang Ai curiously: "You have a long head and a lot of activities, so these clothes cost a lot of money, right?"
"I don't know. My classmates, my sister, and my agent all bought my clothes."
"Show off!" Lao Sun snorted: "Three years ago when you participated in the World Cup, we were still thinking that with such a small person, you might be China's Maradona in the future. But you have made great achievements in the past two years.
Jump up, how high are you now?"
"My bare feet are 1.8 meters tall. When I celebrated my 18th birthday a few days ago, I crossed the line on time. Do you think it's amazing?" Wang Ai showed off.
"Haha, you are 1.8 meters when you are eighteen years old, and ten centimeters when you are one year old, right? Congratulations, we will wait for you to break through 3 meters in 12 years." Lao Sun complained sharply.
Qu Bo laughed loudly as he listened. He is a man of few words and a gentleman. But this does not prevent him from making jokes. The most daring talkers in the national team used to be Lao Haotou and Lao Sun. Now, they are the most daring ones.
Wang Ai is the number one, followed by Lao Hao and Lao Sun. But in terms of being sharp and ruthless in speaking, Wang Ai and Lao Sun are the best couple. Wang Ai's combat effectiveness is mainly reflected in depth.
Lao Sun's combat effectiveness is mainly reflected in his speed: before you finish speaking, he understands and is ready to complain.
Therefore, when Wang Ai and Lao Sun chatted alone, neither of them felt anything wrong, but with the presence of the third person, Qu Bo, it was particularly enjoyable.
Wang Ai also laughed. After the two of them kept urging him to show off, he stood up and went to the back room to get a set of clothes. It was different from the navy blue one he wore at the Harry Potter premiere a few days ago.
Youth uniform, this is a pure black... youth uniform!
Wang Ai likes this.
"Are you wearing this?" Lao Sun pointed at the clothes in Wang Ai's hand in surprise: "What era are you in, and you still wear a Mao suit?"
"Look clearly, is this a Mao suit? A Mao suit has four pockets, but this is three pockets!" Wang Ai rummaged through the clothes dissatisfied and said, "Don't think this is the kind of baggy, fat Mao suit. This is my special purpose.
Get it made by a tailor, with a waist and a tight fit. Besides, look at the texture, look at the color... don't touch it, I'll get it dirty."
Lao Sun saw Wang Ai and Qu Bo making a fuss there and didn't say anything. He hugged his shoulders and frowned: "I heard people say that it is best to wear a tuxedo for this kind of occasion. That is the most authentic. I don't have anywhere to get it, so
I just got a suit and tie, which is barely enough, but yours is far away. You said it was a youth suit. I have heard of it. Isn't it the one in Jet Li's "Fist of Heroes"? Beautiful is beautiful, and upright.
, but it doesn’t seem very etiquette, right?”
Wang Ai carefully hung up this suit. This was specially made by Wang Ai. The material and labor costs were much higher than ordinary suits. Even the leather shoes and other items were taken down, which was as high as more than 4,000 pounds. Even Wang Ai
They all feel distressed.
After putting it away, Wang Ai sat on the chair angrily and said: "When I was notified, I was told to wear formal clothes. I didn't say anything about formal clothes. How dare you say that my clothes are not formal clothes? As for why they are not suits... I am Chinese
Now! Of course I want to wear Chinese formal clothes! In fact, that’s it for now. In ten or eight years, do you believe that I dare to wear Hanfu for you? It’s the kind of wide robe with big sleeves to attend such formal occasions.
Do you believe it?"
Lao Sun and Qu Bo looked at each other: "We are both Chinese, so let's..."
"You don't have to!" Wang Ai waved his hand.
Lao Sun got angry: "Why don't we use it? Why are you special?"
"I'm 18 and you're 28. I dare to show my personality. Do you dare?"
This chapter has been completed!