Due to various considerations, not all of Shi Wenjun's contributions are known to the public, not even this group of powerful news reporters. But in short, the "local mass massacre" mentioned in the official bulletin
They still know what "scope of outdoor sports activities" refers to.
Since the girl who was nicknamed "Little Beauty" by Wang Ai has been working partners with Wang Ai for many years and is still on the front line, it seems that there is nothing wrong with Wang Ai going to greet her.
The door opened, and Wang Ai stood at the foot of the doorstep, temporarily grabbing a black formal guard uniform from the concierge and putting it on.
Shi Wenjun's Hongqi car was driven by security guards. He dropped her off at the door and walked around to the side to enter the garage.
In the evening breeze, Shi Wenjun looked like a calla lily, dignified with a hint of fragility and a hint of looseness in her smile. The sharp girl in the past seemed to have had her horns worn away, leaving her flesh and blood with her!
Wang Ai's nose felt sore when she saw it.
There are still laughter and laughter in the yard behind you, there is still lively entertainment at the pool not far in front, and there are occasional people walking on the streets on both sides. Only in front of this yard, which occupies a huge area and it is difficult to open the door once, is the king in formal clothes.
Ai and Shi Wenjun, who was dressed in casual clothes, looked at each other silently.
One second later, Wang Ai clasped his fists, cupped his hands, and bowed ninety degrees to Shi Wenjun!
For yourself, for the country, for the people!
"What are you doing?" Shi Wenjun's soft voice sounded.
Wang Ai straightened up, shook his head, and opened his arms. Shi Wenjun moved sideways, and Wang Ai also moved sideways while shaking his head. Shi Wenjun raised his head and looked at Wang Ai, sighed helplessly, and stepped forward to hug Wang Ai.
.
Her petite and thin body was as light as catkins in Wang Ai's arms. Before letting go, Wang Ai hugged her hard.
She came today with many questions, but she didn't know how many answers she would get.
Soon after Shi Wenjun arrived, his friends said goodbye one by one. Before leaving, he and Wang Ai reiterated their request for an on-site interview during the Olympic training, and then the courtyard became quiet again.
When Wang Ai came back from cleaning up the debris in the yard, Shi Wenjun was admiring the two trophies accompanied by Kang Si. Xu Qinglian packed out a pile of dried fruits, candied fruits, drinks, cakes and some red wine and placed them on a small table in the yard.
superior.
Wang Ai was not the only one who showed respect and pity for Shi Wenjun.
However, Shi Wenjun was not so self-pitying. After sitting down, he looked at Wang Ai, Wang Ai and Kang Si, and smiled: "What? Are you going to comfort me? No need. This time, it's mainly because I was too busy and tired during those few days.
don’t worry."
"That's good!" Xu Qinglian laughed first: "Here, this is tiramisu, it's delicious! I didn't even want to take it out just now."
Shi Wenjun curiously took it and tasted it, his mouth was full of happiness!
The girls chatted, and Wang Ai was smiling and drinking tea, feeling the cool evening breeze, hearty laughter and this pleasant time.
After a while, Xu Qinglian turned around and pulled Shi Wenjun to point at Wang Ai: "Look at him, does he look like an old man with many children and grandchildren?"
Shi Wenjun laughed loudly, Wang Ai narrowed his eyes and said to Xu Qinglian: "Really? Then, come and call me dad!"
Xu Qinglian couldn't roll her eyes due to the presence of outsiders.
After chatting for a long time, Shi Wenjun leaned on the back of the wicker chair, looked at Wang Ai and suddenly said: "Yesterday, I received a phone call. A senior official in charge of science, education, culture and health invited me to go to their province to build a civilian stadium.
, Football Festival.”
Wang Ai opened her eyes, Xu Qinglian put down the cherry on her lips, and even Kangsi put down her iPhone. Shi Wenjun continued: "I have received five or six similar calls recently.
Already."
Kang Si and Xu Qinglian didn't say anything, and looked at Wang Ai together. Wang Ai shook his head slightly and exhaled: "Then do it. I didn't want to do this, but it is always a good thing, right? Push forward earlier and achieve our goals earlier.
Target."
Shi Wenjun looked at Wang Ai with a half-smile, and after a while he said, "I have a question."
Wang Ai's expression became serious and he looked directly at Shi Wenjun. Seeing this, Xu Qinglian stood up and was about to avoid it, but was unexpectedly caught by Shi Wenjun: "No, Qinglian, just listen. Wang Ai, my question is, so
Okay? I know you are a communist and an atheist, but these recent things make me..."
Speaking of this, Shi Wenjun shook his head in confusion: "They invited me to go, not necessarily because they have much enthusiasm for football, but mainly due to the influence of some popular opinions. Why would an atheist obey such rumors of feudal superstition?"
?”
When Wang Ai heard this, he suddenly relaxed, but unexpectedly saw a trace of contempt in Shi Wenjun's eyes. Fortunately, it was dark at night, and others could not see Wang Ai's blush, so he cheered up and said after thinking for a while.
Said: "We should have a clear understanding of this kind of thing. We don't admit good signs, bad signs, or metaphysics. But we must admit that not everyone is strong-willed, and we must admit that there are still some people.
Believe this. So what should we do? In fact, China Mobile and China Unicom have already set an example. For example, if the last number of a mobile phone is 8, we atheists have even defeated the God of Wealth. How can we admit this? But it does not prevent us from doing things naturally.
.We cannot deny the existence of folklore and the existence of existence, and the existence of existence."
Shi Wenjun frowned and listened: "Speak in human language!"
Wang Ai scratched his scalp: "The existence of folk custom means that folk custom is an objective reality. The 'existence' of existence is the logic and reason behind folk custom. The 'existence' of existence means that we must admit that this logic and reason are also objective facts.
, there is a deeper reason, this can also be called the existence of existence...it is sometimes a noun and sometimes an adjective..."
Shi Wenjun's eyes stared straight: "I don't listen to bullshit philosophy."
"Then let me give you another example. Do you all know the cultural relic 'Five Stars from the East Benefit China'? Of course I don't recognize the prophecy theory, but I also admit that what the ancients wanted were these eight characters, not including the one on another piece of cloth.
'Discussing the Southern Qiang'. Otherwise, we can make it a little bigger and tell the whole story."
Speaking of this, Wang Ai shook his head: "In my eyes, it's just a coincidence. But we must also admit that it is an extraordinary cultural relic. For example, if this thing is kept at home in good condition, it will be useless, but if it breaks, it will
There must be some fluctuations in the thoughts of some people. National self-confidence and cultural self-confidence are very subtle things. Sometimes they are as solid as rocks, and sometimes they are brittle and fall over in a gust of wind. For example, how sudden was the disintegration of the Soviet Union? It was so sudden."
Having said this, Wang Ai straightened up: "So, we should have a clear understanding of similar things, but things are things, so we might as well let nature take its course, as long as we don't get confused."
Shi Wenjun nodded and thought thoughtfully: "Does that mean it can be done? There will be no sequelae?"
This chapter has been completed!