While the players and fans were interacting enthusiastically, Wang Ai walked through the chaotic coaching bench and walked to the quiet Xu Qinglian.
"Are you crying?" Xu Qinglian asked nervously.
"Who said that!" Wang Ai wiped the corners of his eyes subconsciously.
"Hmph, a guy who can cry even when watching a black and white movie at home!" Xu Qinglian said without hesitation.
Before Wang Ai could say anything, an annoying voice sounded: "Ahem, classmate Xu, can I ask what kind of black and white movie it is?"
Wang Ai turned around, and it turned out to be Liu Jianhong who was leading the camera crew! Wang Ai hid from the camera and gave Liu Jianhong a fierce look. Liu Jianhong didn't care. In fact, when he arrived at Wang Ai's home in Liaoyang, Old Liu felt that he might be unlucky this time. Okay
Wang Ai's family was very understanding and not only allowed Xu Qinglian to go to Central America, but also agreed to keep his secret. So, at this moment, Liu Jianhong is not afraid of boiling water: I just gossiped, what can you do to me? At worst, I will go back to Beijing.
Treat you to a meal...two meals!
"Hmm" Xu Qinglian frowned: "It seems... um... "Heroes"."
"Besides, I'm really impatient!" Wang Ai jumped at the two of them. He was afraid that Xu Qinglian would be tricked by Liu Jianhong.
Xu Qinglian made a face at Wang Ai proudly, but said nothing. Of course, Lao Liu also felt that he could no longer tease Wang Ai, otherwise, wouldn't it be in vain to spend so much effort on making a favor?
While Lin Long was leading the camera to interview Gao Hongbo, the team leader, and other team members, Liu Jianhong apologized to Wang Ai and said, "Master Wang, I hope you..."
Wang Ai waved his hand: "Stop talking about anything else. I'm just out of energy now, otherwise I have to punch you. Qinglian is in a key high school and is planning to skip a grade. I don't dare to delay her studies!"
Liu Jianhong cupped his hands and said: "Master Wang, I didn't say anything, I will treat you to dinner when I return to Beijing, you can choose the place as you like!"
"That's pretty much it!" Wang Ai didn't have the energy to argue with him, and this arrangement was a surprise. However, Wang Ai, who was exhausted now, obviously ignored that Liu Jianhong was a "CCTV Gossip Channel host"!
"But I'm very curious," Liu Jianhong said with a smile: "There are no cameras now, so just tell me, when did you two start? When do you plan to get married? Tell me a date so I can prepare the money."
Wang Ai shook his head and said: "We are indeed very good. When we were young, our fates crossed by chance. Until today, I helped her and she helped me. But she is not my collection, she is flying freely in the sky.
No matter what changes we will have when she grows up, or what she will choose, I will always be her good friend, her unforgettable companion in her youth and someone she can always rely on."
Liu Jianhong nodded approvingly, pretending not to see the two people holding hands on the chair, not seeing Xu Qinglian's blushing face and eyes full of affection...
Old Liu complained crazily in his heart: What a fucking love saint!
After resting for a moment, Liu Jianhong formally interviewed. After speaking a series of lines to the camera with a smile, he turned around and looked at Wang Ai and the junior nationals next to him, but his eyes involuntarily slipped down...Wang Ai's underwear.
, changed the style, the butt is no longer Pig Bajie, but... Popeye!
"Xiao Wang, according to tradition, you..."
Wang Ai quickly raised a finger: "Don't ask me about my underwear!"
Wang Ai was so excited that the muscles on his arms, chest, abdomen and even thighs swelled with clear lines and sharp edges!
Liu Jianhong curled his lips and shrugged to the camera: "You don't need to say it, we all know the reason."
"So, we will formally interview you next. Do you have anything to say now? By the way, do you know how many people are watching our live TV broadcast now? Twenty million people!"
Wang Ai was startled, pursed her lips and pointed at the camera carefully.
Liu Jianhong nodded with a smile: "Yes, 20 million people are watching your interview, including your little finger pointing at the camera. Oh, by the way, after the news of your victory comes out tomorrow, it is estimated that 60 million people will replay it
Watch.”
"Eighty million people?" Wang Ai carefully made an eight-digit gesture with his hand.
"Yes!" Liu Jianhong nodded.
"The population of Germany is only 80 million!" Wang Ai took a breath and said
"So, I'm almost the president of Germany now?" Wang Ai regained his energy and patted the grass leaves on his chest in front of the camera, stroking the short hair on his temples: "Ahem... uh... um
…”
Then he turned to look at Liu Jianhong: "There is no manuscript, what should I say?"
Liu Jianhong clicked his tongue and said, "Just say whatever you have to say."
"Okay!" Wang Ai nodded and said sincerely to the camera: "My name is Wang Ai. I am the captain of the National Youth Team. I am from Liaoyang, Liaoning Province. I can achieve such good results because I have eaten Liaoning food since I was a child.
Stupid Food, I grew up using toilet paper from Liaoning Northern Paper Group, and I also use flowers from Liaoning Northern Flower Group to pursue..."
"Hey, hey, hey!" Liu Jianhong covered Wang Ai's mouth: "Good guy, this is an advertisement!"
Liu Jianhong covered Wang Ai's mouth and let him continue to scratch his head: "Can you tell me something serious? We have a director, so you will definitely be pinched for that part. Besides, have you paid us the advertising fee?"
I don’t know what the editors and directors of CCTV 5 thought about it. Maybe they thought it was interesting, or maybe they thought this so-called advertisement was purely a joke, so this footage is complete.
"Okay, okay!" Wang Ai muttered to the camera, trying his best to calm down the "anger" caused by the interruption of the commercial, and said with a solemn expression: "Our current national junior team has experienced two head coaches.
Six major training camps have been established for three years. However, when the most important period of the national junior team entered the Asian Junior Championship finals, we had unexpected problems and had to carry out difficult reconstruction of the team. With today's
Victory, I would like to thank the leaders of the Sports Bureau, they have given us a lot of support. I would like to thank Director Gao and Team Leader Yang for putting a lot of effort into our growth and being tolerant of our mischief. Oh, by the way,
The staff of the National Olympic Sports Center are also very tolerant to us, and the Haikou Base and Hongta Base are very helpful to us. Of course, what I want to thank most is our country and our fans. You are the spirit of our hard work.
Source, please believe in our professionalism and patriotism, and believe that we are willing to play more exciting games for you in every game."
Liu Jianhong nodded seriously and gave Wang Ai a thumbs up from the side of the camera: After all, he is our Master Wang!
Wang Ai nodded gently towards Liu Jianhong, and then said: "Having said this, I will tell the truth to fans across the country from the bottom of my heart. I feel..."
Wang Ai suddenly got a stiff neck, shook his head, stared, and said with a ferocious and angry expression: "This year's national youth has such good results, it is entirely due to me! It would have been nothing without them!"
Liu Jianhong knew something was wrong when he noticed Wang Ai's expression changed. Unfortunately, Wang Ai spoke quickly this time, and before he could intercept, Wang Ai fired the shot.
In the live broadcast room, people in front of TV sets across the country were dumbfounded.
At this moment, a hand stretched out from outside the camera lens and pressed Wang Ai's head under the camera lens. A dumbfounded face appeared in front of the camera, and he lowered his head and reprimanded: "You are a shame to this country's young man!
What nonsense!”
Immediately, Chen Tao straightened his expression and said to the camera: "Fans and leaders across the country, hello everyone, I am Chen Tao, the midfielder of the national junior team. On this occasion of celebration, I want to tell you that our
Victory is by no means the credit of our team, let alone the so-called individual credit! Our victory is due to the support of our leaders, the teachings of our senior leaders, the tolerance of our team leaders, the expectations of our fans, etc.!"
People in front of the TV nodded happily: This is so true!
However, they must have not noticed the profound meaning of Liu Jianhong's simple explanation during the live broadcast of the game: Wang Ai is the "spiritual leader" of the country's youth... So, once the spiritual leader is not mentally normal...
Therefore, as soon as he finished speaking, Chen Tao raised his eyebrows and pointed at his square face with a thumbs up and said: "But among so many achievements in victory, I, Chen Tao!, am the first to take credit! I..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Tao was dragged away by the collar by other team members. Zhao Xuri's smiling face appeared in front of the camera. As soon as he raised his hand and said: "I am...", he was also pulled out of the camera, and also
Chattering and shouting: "Hey, I haven't finished speaking yet..."
Next, the faces of the national junior team members appeared in front of the camera one after another. Although they were all laughed and dragged away by others, they were in order. But no one was joking with the fans across the country like Wang Ai and Chen Tao anymore.
Most of them smile brightly but slightly reservedly, especially to their parents in front of the TV.
After Wang Ai left, he held hands with Xu Qinglian and reached the edge of the arena. Wang Ai opened his arms and said, "How about a hug?"
Xu Qinglian bit her lower lip with her hands behind her back, swaying slightly from side to side. Although there was no camera, there were so many people.
"Okay!" Wang Ai gave up decisively, "I'm so sweaty that it's really inappropriate to hug you. I'm waiting to go home!"
"Hmph!" Xu Qinglian punched Wang Ai out of habit, but when her fist reached Wang Ai's face, she only lightly touched Wang Ai's cheek.
Wang Ai suddenly grabbed Xu Qinglian's fist, lowered his head, looked at Xu Qinglian's astonished look and her eyes that could reflect shadows, and gently touched Xu Qinglian's smooth forehead with his forehead: "I'm so surprised, but also so happy.
Yes, you can come to my game...thank you."
Xu Qinglian took a deep breath, and after Wang Ai let go, she turned to look at the billboard on one side of the field, her eyes flashing with water.
This chapter has been completed!