At 9:15 pm on January 4, Wang Ai and his wife appeared in the VIP box at the Bernabeu, wearing neat suits and elegant demeanor. Many people were shocked when they saw this scene. This player box suddenly took on the color of a celebrity.
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In the past, Wang Ai was the center of attention wherever he appeared, but today it is even more so. The people who care about him are not only sports reporters but also political and economic reporters.
Wang Ai held Xu Qinglian's hand, and the two sat down, whispering to each other from time to time. Between their eyes, the kind of mutual understanding that only exists between husband and wife spread out without any concealment. This is a rare occasion for the two of them to appear together in public.
On this occasion, many Real Madrid fans even did not know Xu Qinglian at all and did not like Wang Ai and a woman appearing in this manner.
"What are they talking about?" Xu Qinglian asked Wang Ai softly.
"Maybe they are talking about you?" Wang Ai said cheerfully, "My beauty."
"Guess what will be written in the newspapers tomorrow if I suddenly stand up and slap you on the head?"
"You can't steal the spotlight from my club!"
"I'm sneezing, where's the food?"
"Oh, Sevilla played well, didn't they?"
"and!"
The game went smoothly. Real Madrid had the advantage of the whole game. Among them, Ronaldo, who was a rare starter, showed his best form and scored two goals in the first half.
During the intermission, Xu Qinglian poked Wang Ai, who was looking down at his phone: "Your opponent."
"Who?" Wang Ai didn't even raise his head.
"They're here, so be careful if you look at the water dispenser."
Wang Ai paused the game and glanced at his wife: "...What brand of water dispenser is it?"
"……Go to hell!"
Wang Ai lowered his head again: "In my field, no one is my opponent, I am the absolute overlord."
"Golden Globe!" Xu Qinglian stabbed Wang Ai sharply while holding her neck.
“Look at the Lawrence of the World this year!”
"Have you upgraded?"
"Is that so?" Wang Ai suddenly shook his phone: "Finally upgraded!"
Xu Qinglian, whose attention was diverted, looked over and pushed away Wang Ai's face with disdain: "You have thousands of mobile phones and you just play chess? How about you go home and play with the old man?"
"How do you know the person standing next to you is not an old man?"
In the midst of the couple's nonsense, the game restarted, but Real Madrid lost much motivation. A bunch of substitutes performed enthusiastically but were not as good as their opponents, and their opponents had no ambition to overtake. Seeing this, Wang Ai had to increase his power.
The frequency of chatting with her daughter-in-law was reduced, but it was a pity that Xu Qinglian used her mobile phone to play "Glory of the King". Wang Ai felt dazzled after watching it for a while: "How can chess be better? A quiet battle of wits."
This time, Xu Qinglian shook her phone: "From the perspective of the process, this is a battle of wits between me and my teammates and the enemy on the opposite side. From the perspective of the game itself, this is a battle of wits between me and the designer. Video games are a puzzle set up by the game producer.
I give the question to the players to guess, and then I give up after I guess it. Unlike you, who guess it over and over again, what do you mean by red alert?"
"Always high-intensity battles of wits will make you tired, so you should play something mindless and low-end."
Xu Qinglian once again despised her husband and continued to play games. Wang Ai was bored watching the game, because there was always a camera pointed at him, and he couldn't yawn, so he just endured watching the game, and the two of them hurried away.
"The game is meaningless without you." Leonie said this when she got home.
"Yeah, I think so too, but there's nothing I can do about it. I came back late. Even if the condition is good, Zidane has to consider everyone's mood. I'm not Ronaldo who fights for everything."
"You can do it too." The little beauty brought the midnight snack.
"He is white." Wang Ai shrugged and grabbed the little beauty: "Come on, uncle, will you check your body?"
"Do you think it's fun to tease me? Why do you only like to tease me when there are so many people out there?" The little beauty couldn't get away and simply sat in his arms and asked.
"I don't know, maybe it's because you're small? So you're easy to bully?" Wang Ai said, gesturing to the side with his chin: "Look at the lion's big body, and he always subconsciously thinks that he is the overlord on the grassland, so
He can't adapt to your role, and neither can Tiger over there, and even more so Teacher Huang, who always scolds people, so it's just you."
"A doormat?"
"When it comes to being the doormat, I am the one." Wang Ai nodded his face: "Look at you covered in thorns, be careful because I pricked you."
The lion, tiger, and Xiao Huang ate the dog food silently... So the one who checked the body that night became Wang Ai, and there were four doctors!
Two days later, Real Madrid faced the underdog Granada at home. This was the 17th round of La Liga. Wang Ai finally made the squad, but not in the starting lineup. After all, he had only been back for four days, and his condition was much worse than when he was at his peak. As a result, his teammates
They worked extra hard and beat Granada 6:0.
Wang Ai didn't care, but his fans began to leave messages on various social accounts to express their concerns. After all, Ronaldo, who came on as a substitute, scored another goal, and substitute Yinske also scored a goal. Some fans who were unclear about their position even said
: "The FIFA awards ceremony is two days later, but you didn't even get a minute of the game."
I don’t know who bought the navy. This sentence was praised wildly. When Wang Ai came back from morning training the next day, things were already in trouble, because many fans ran to ask if Real Madrid deliberately wanted to protect Ronaldo? Wang Ai was studying at home.
When I was collecting information, I received a call from the club. It took me a while to understand what the club meant.
"Do you blame us? Did you find these people?"
Wang Ai said "Wait for me to deal with it" and hung up the phone. Then he opened the web page and took a look at the real-time updates. It happened that there was no one at home so he could use his brain. After a while, he found a picture of him and Mei from last year's Golden Globe Awards ceremony from his computer.
He took a group photo of West and Ronaldo, and then edited a paragraph: "We are teammates on the field and friends off the field. Regardless of gains or losses, we all have grace."
Then he posted a second post: "It's a little late to return to the club this time, and my condition is average... So, don't talk nonsense, Zidane and I are fine!"
Attached to this statement is a photo of him and Zidane talking and laughing at the training ground the day before yesterday, taken by Marisa, and the date.
As soon as the two updates were released, things gradually calmed down, and Wang Ai also made preparations to go to Zurich for many years in a row.
The companion was still Xu Qinglian, and after arriving in Zurich, there were still embassy staff accompanying him. However, he did not win the award this year, so the heavyweight cadres did not come. It was also because Wang Ai won too many, and the country no longer valued him very much.
The selection results were basically open-book exams, so Wang Ai didn't care at all. During the day of the award ceremony, Wang Ai was taking Xu Qinglian shopping. Zurich is a mountain city, and the scenery is very beautiful even in winter. It was a rare half-day vacation for the two of them.
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In the evening, Cristiano Ronaldo, who won the World Footballer of the Year for the second time, treated him to a treat. Wang Ai looked at his unspeakably excited teammates and the new trophy in his hand, and suddenly felt the urge to touch it.
This chapter has been completed!