"There will be." Wang Ai turned around: "But I should sigh that the Thames River has been silently moving eastwards for many years, and it is so indifferent."
Xu Qinglian laughed, approached Wang Ai and hugged his arm: "If you had stayed here, a bronze statue should be erected for you now, right?"
Wang Ai held his arm to make her feel more comfortable: "It should be possible if my grades remain unchanged, right? But it's difficult to keep my grades unchanged. I can't be so active in a team for a long time. There's a lack of stimulation. And it's hard for people to judge.
In terms of my results, which one has greater contribution is my own contribution, or the contribution of the club, coaches and teammates."
"You mean, you go around just to make people speechless?"
"I am Chinese, and I must use my strength, my unshakable strength, to make them admit it."
"For this reason, you would rather endure the travel and take your family with you, and give up the opportunity to leave a profound impact on a city."
"I am individualistic." Wang Ai put out his arm and hugged Xu Qinglian's shoulders: "Besides, don't you think revisiting your old place is also a special experience?"
"Yes, there are so many places you have revisited."
"Haha." Wang Ai raised his head and smiled, hugging his wife and walking back: "London has changed very little. Except for the smartphones in people's hands, it seems like time has stopped."
"How many times have you been shopping?" Xu Qinglian's fingers swept across the street: "There are a lot more black people, a lot more bearded South Asians, and some Arabs, right? It's hard to see clearly at night, how about us?
Compared to that time, the diversity was much stronger.”
"There are also some Slavs, Eastern Slavs." A golden retriever floated across Wang Ai's field of vision.
Xu Qinglian pulled Wang Ai's face and said, "I want the golden retriever to go back to BJ. The lion is grinding its claws impatiently."
"Haha." Wang Ai laughed; "She is still kind-hearted. She originally agreed to leave everything to Huang Xin, but in the end she still couldn't bear it. There were more children, and Huang Xin took care of seven gourd babies like the director of a kindergarten.
It’s not easy either.”
The couple's journey of reminiscing was interrupted by a drizzle of rain. When they arrived at the hotel door, they met the little beauty and Kangsi who had also been rained down.
As they arranged their clothes, they asked, "Is it good?"
"What's the matter? I don't have time to play." Xu Qinglian urged: "Hurry up and go back to the room to get a towel to wipe off. Your hair is already wet."
Arriving at the luxurious suite, Wang Ai said hello to the guard who stayed behind and went inside to wipe her hair. The women simply wiped their hair and talked for a while, and then the little beauty and Kang Si went downstairs together.
Not staying is not because I can’t live here, but because I don’t want to squeeze Wang Ai dry...
Since Xu Qinglian has fulfilled more and more of her responsibilities as a wife, the little beauty and Kang Si have gradually retreated from the public scene. In today's situation, according to common sense, female agents and managers will not be in the same room with their wives.
, if he stayed, everyone would be suspicious, unless his wife didn’t come.
No matter how much speculation they have about Wang Ai's private life, Wang Ai needs to give them a reasonable explanation.
The next night, White Hart Lane welcomed the luxurious Real Madrid and the Oriental giants who were preparing to create an even greater record. When the two sides lined up to shake hands, Wang Ai specifically stayed in front of Sun Xingmin for a second and said to him
He said, this is what Lao Gao called specifically to ask for before the game.
As the two Oriental stars who are the most watched in the world and the most watched in the Premier League, a subtle interaction can provide topics for all parties. Although only Koreans currently shout "Replace Wang Ai", it is still a gimmick.
Lao Gao wanted to operate internally and relied on good external relationships, so Wang Ai cooperated.
After the game officially started, there was no such warmth anymore. Real Madrid, with full firepower, treated White Hart Lane as their home court, while Tottenham stars, including Son Heung-min, were almost helpless.
This chapter has been completed!