One hundred and seventieth chapter full moon (ten)

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 Looking at Xu Qinglian in a daze, Wang Ai chuckled: "What would you do if you were an American?"

"I definitely want to send it back."

"Hey, Comrade Fidel said that Cuba doesn't want these people, and they don't want to stay. Since you, the United States, are in love with them, then I'll make it happen for you! Haha!" Wang Ai danced when he said this: "Such a boss.

A poisonous pill was stabbed into the throat of the United States. He couldn't swallow it or spit it out, and he rolled his eyes because he couldn't hold it in. Later, he had no choice but to accept the gang aggrievedly, and then Miami became a crime capital.

These bad guys who are worse off than dead in Cuba come to the United States and look: Oh, there are guns all over the place! Can they still hire a lawyer? This is paradise!"

"Ha ha!"

Wang Ai also laughed for a while: "Later on, the United States changed its immigration law, and it was also afraid that when bad people accumulated too much money in Cuba, they would come again. Money and other things can be endured with gritted teeth, but the key is that if the United States, the most powerful country, becomes

It would be unbearable to go to a penal colony in Cuba."

"No wonder you call him a hero, no wonder you want to see him so much."

"Well, there are not many people I admire." Having said this, Wang Ai turned over and sat up, solemnly picked up the collection of speeches and biographies signed by Comrade Fidel, carefully put them in his luggage, and covered them with a layer of plastic.

Bag: "This is my family heirloom!"

After the main event, Wang Ai's schedule became more relaxed. It was inconvenient for Wang Ai to participate in several other technical cooperation negotiations. It was also inconvenient for Wang Ai to participate in Marxist-Leninist exchanges at the Cuban Academy of Social Sciences and the University of Havana. So according to the itinerary agreed upon by both parties, in July

On the 4th, Wang Ai went to the Cuban Sports Bureau to meet with the Cuban football team.

The World Cup in South Africa two years ago was the first World Cup in Cuba's history to be broadcast live, and it happened to be that this time the Chinese team won the world championship. If it had not been broadcast live this time, Wang Ai would not have had the influence he has now in Cuba.

So when he arrived at the Cuban national team's residence, the first team, second team, youth team, and junior team all rushed to the door to greet him.

When applying for a foreign visit before coming here, the leaders of the General Administration of Sports told me that they should serve as the amateur image ambassador of China's sports community... Besides, the Cuban football team is relatively weak, at least in your era, it is unlikely to pose any threat to the Chinese team.

Therefore, after Wang Ai completed the procedures of signing autographs, taking photos and answering questions with superstars and having lunch at the station, Wang Ai had a formal exchange with the Cuban national team at the base in the afternoon. Now Cuba is also playing in the World Cup qualifiers, but in two games

They all lost, and they were basically eliminated.

Wang Ai didn't think he could save the Cuban team, but as a superstar from a friendly country, he was still willing to help. His fluent Spanish, calm narration, self-contained football concepts, rich game experience, and of course

The brilliant achievements have made the Cuban national team feel like a treasure. Speaking of rising, Wang Ai simply put on his jersey and shoes, went on the field to train with them, and personally demonstrated technical moves.

When the sun set, Wang Ai was already sweating. He was about to leave, but the director of the Cuban Sports Bureau personally came to persuade him. The national team warmly invited him, but Wang Ai didn't leave. After dinner, he still didn't leave. The Cuban National Team

The team coach wanted Wang Ai to watch the last two games of the Cuban national team and ask him to comment.

Wang Ai was a little embarrassed. It would be easy to offend people if he talked about it in detail, and it would not reflect his level if he talked about it in a shallow way. In short, it was easy to make mistakes. But looking at a pair of simple and eager eyes, Wang Ai couldn't bear to refuse, so he temporarily

I called the leader to ask for instructions on this matter.

Comrade Deputy Director-General brought an interpreter from the hotel to the station and repeatedly told Wang Ai to pay attention to the way he spoke. Wang Ai was thinking about the words while watching the game video. After watching it and preparing to comment, he said: "In my eyes

You are all the same here, so I won’t target anyone when I comment.”

The Cuban national team applauded and encouraged.

For these coaches and players who have never played in a professional league and have always been around in low-level domestic competitions, the captain of the World Cup winning team + three Ballon d’Ors + three World Footballers + five-time UEFA Champions League champion speaker,

Even if it is a relatively restrained and rough description, it is an eye-opener for them.

After hugging each other again, taking another group photo, and hearing countless words of thanks again, Wang Aicai returned to the hotel under the starlight and moonlight.

The trip is over in two days. Wang Ai inquired about the situation of other teams. Cuba has strengths and weaknesses in three technical fields, and Wang Ai is from the same family, so naturally they can learn from each other's strengths. Whether in livestock and poultry breeding

In terms of sports medicine or papermaking, Cuba is unlikely to pose any threat. As long as there is something gained in Cuba, it will be earned in vain. And the Wang Ai family cannot pose any threat to Cuba, so obtaining the technology is equivalent to earning in vain. So

Both parties were very sincere during the negotiation, and everyone was happy in the end.

After the negotiations for other teams were completed, corresponding Cuban organizations arranged visits and tours. They were not together, so on July 5, Wang Ai set off for Varadero Beach in the northeastern corner of Cuba, which is the most famous beach in Cuba.

Wang Ai fell in love with the tourist area as soon as he arrived.

The sea is blue and the sky is blue. There are few tourists. There are no crowds on the coast. There are no sails on the sea. It is as empty and quiet as a school on vacation.

With 25 kilometers of soft white sand beach, it is easy to find a quiet place with only the sound of wind, waves and seagulls.

"Oh!" Wang Ai lay on the sun lounger and didn't want to move: "I might as well die."

Xu Qinglian walked to the shore, squatted down, grabbed the sand, and teased the green sea water: "It's as beautiful as in a fairy tale. This kind of natural original ecology is even better than the Maldives."

"Don't tease me, I want to sleep." Wang Ai turned over and slept with the sea breeze and waves on his pillow until the afternoon when he was kicked awake by Xu Qinglian.

"Don't want to eat? Get up quickly, so as not to wake up later and complain about hunger."

After dinner, Wang Ai, accompanied by Yan Zhu, Zhao Dan and a guard sent from Cuba, went to swim in the sea and played until the evening, when the round moon rose from the sea.

"It's so beautiful here." Xu Qinglian nestled in Wang Ai's arms and said to herself while looking at the bright moon on the sea.

"Yes." Wang Ai responded and looked at this rich gift of nature in ecstasy.

"...Round, round, the face of the moon." Xu Qinglian hummed in a low voice.

During the break in singing, Wang Ai whispered: "Do you still remember that night in London five years ago? It was also a wild moon like this."

"You mean..." Xu Qinglian's eyes became blurred, and she leaned into Wang Ai's arms for a long time: "Don't blame me."

"Um."

"Come with me to Yingkou when you get back." Xu Qinglian pursed her lips and said, "Go and see my father and...my mother."


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