The five hundred and seventy-first section has been holding back for a long time (seven)
"Hey! Old Duan, do you still have this problem?"
"By the way, by the way."
"Have you got the invitation?"
"Uh... that's all I have to say. I'll send it to you later."
Wang Ai landed with a thud, bent down and untied the rope, hung up the barbell, turned around and sat on a small stool, grabbed the moment arm with both hands, and began to open and close it, joking: "You will do it when you look at it."
If you don’t sincerely invite me, what day will you do it?”
Duan Xuan didn't want to say it. He really didn't want to invite Wang Ai in the first place. The relationship between the two was not that great, and the status gap was too big. His old Duan was the first brother in CCTV's five sets. Yes, his status was
Not low, but not to mention internationally, even domestically, he is far behind Wang Ai.
But when Wang Ai asked, he had no choice but to say: "The tentative date is August 12th."
Wang Ai frowned and let out a regretful sigh: "Old Duan, this is not because I don't give you face. After the Asian Cup, I have to go back to Europe, and I will almost go to Milan to run in with the new team. You know this, if you don't run in, you will be fine."
On top, the performance was not good."
Duan Xuan nodded: "My guess is that overseas players like you are not considered for this date. The main invitations are my peers and leaders...Eh? You have decided to go to Milan? Inter Milan?"
Looking at Duan Xuan and He Wei who were obviously excited, Wang Ai didn't hide anything: "If it comes out of my mouth, it goes into your ears. Don't tell anyone else, especially not on the show. Yesterday Schlapner told me
, the three parties are almost done talking, and are planning to formally sign the contract in a while and then announce it to the public."
"Inter Milan!" Duan Xuan said with emotion.
"How much is the transfer fee?" He Wei asked.
"Hehe." Wang Ai could tell from the different reactions of the two of them that Duan Xuan was older and had a deep affection for Inter Milan, while He Wei was a bit worse and cared more about news breaking points.
"It's hard to tell about the transfer fee. There may be changes in the last round of negotiations, about 50 million." Wang Ai answered He Wei's question first, and then looked at Duan Xuan: "Old Duan, will Serie A commentate?"
"Let me tell you, I have wanted to explain Serie A for a long time! It is a place that haunts me. I remember when Maradona was in Naples..."
"At your age, have you caught up? You were only ten years old at that time, right?"
Duan Xuan shook his face: "I was twelve to twenty years old. This was Lao Ma's peak period, and it was also my youth! Besides, he only retired in 1997, which was only ten years. Why does it sound like this to you?
It seems like it’s been decades.”
Wang Ai nodded: "Yes. Lao Ma even praised me. I had time to chat with him during the World Cup last year, but unfortunately I was too busy and didn't see him."
After Duan Xuan heard this, he beat his chest and his head, wishing he could replace him with his own. But He Wei, who was on the side, said quietly: "Brother Duan, you are so blind that you cannot see the mountain. If Xiao Wang continues to develop like this, at least his career achievements will not be as good as those of Lao Ma."
How much lower."
The two heard and looked at He Wei together. He Wei was worried: Did I say something wrong?
Unexpectedly, Wang Ai and Duan Xuan almost said in unison: "Can talk!"
Wang Ai laughed and relaxed his arms: "Let's go, I'll treat you to a supper."
Behind him, Duan Xuan patted He Wei on the shoulder with a complicated expression: "I just brought you here today. The future is limitless. It's okay for our host to be able to talk. What's rare is that he has a cool head and knows when to say something. In this regard, you
Better than me."
As usual, Wang Ai's late-night snack is beef brisket and milk, but today in order to take care of these two guests, he specially took a lot of the well-received "pork tenderloin slice roll" from Kang Si, a roll made of tuna meat rolled in eggs and bread crumbs and deep-fried.
", heated it in a microwave, put it on a white porcelain plate for two people to taste, and it was also well received.
Duan Xuan, who is about to become a family man, also asked about the specific method. It seems that the family status is worrying. But also, the old Duan is 35 this year and has only found a wife. Doesn't he have to be pampered?
He Wei came today. In addition to watching the excitement and starting a personal relationship with Wang Ai, He Wei also wanted to ask Wang Ai to comment on the Women's World Cup. This year's Women's World Cup was held in China, and the attention has increased a lot. If Wang Ai of the Men's Asian Cup
If not, the topic cannot be overtaken by the women's football team. As a commentator and host of a series of programs, his orientation in work is very important. Where will the Chinese women's football team end up? What is the long-term prospect? This is the tone.
.Don’t start with a fierce goal, and the team will be in an uproar at the end. That is very embarrassing. The TV host can’t take back what he said. He is on the rise and doesn’t have much confidence, so he just smells it.
Climbing along the pole, I ran to Wang Ai to learn Buddhist scriptures.
Wang Ai has never played women's football, but he has the only women's football league in the country, and he often looks at problems very deeply. In addition, the celebrity effect cannot be ignored. Although Wang Ai has no control over the selection and promotion of CCTV hosts, as a
One of the most important figures in Chinese football, it is a plus for a new host to have a good relationship with him. He does not need to explain in detail, as long as he occasionally reveals a few words during the commentary of the Women's World Cup
, for example: "Xiao Wang once told me..."
After eating a few pieces of meat rolls, the two hosts couldn't eat anymore. They could only watch Wang Ai wolfing down. When Wang Ai slowed down and started to drink milk, Duan Xuan said slowly: "Can the Asian Cup...
If you can’t come, please give me a clear answer.”
Wang Ai drank, looked at Lao Duan and nodded. Lao Duan slapped her in the face, it was done! The bonus was received, and the imported silk curtain that the wife was interested in was secured!
After completing his purpose, Lao Duan stopped talking and looked at He Wei. He Wei understood and casually chatted about the Women's World Cup. His guess was good. Wang Ai was indeed very concerned about this issue, but he never said much.
So quietly listening to He Wei's introduction, analysis and prediction, it wasn't until He Wei mentioned that this Women's World Cup would have bonuses for the first time, and the champion could receive one million US dollars, that Wang Ai was moved.
"We women's football girls won't have to work so hard in the future. Now with bonus incentives, our results should be better." He Wei said happily: "During this period, everyone is very scared. On the one hand, we are looking forward to the blooming of the sonorous roses again.
We are also worried that like the men's football team in the past, they will never look back. The problem that restricts our women's football team is funding, from top to bottom. Now there are bonuses in competitions, don't you think so?"
Duan Xuan and He Wei looked at Wang Ai together. Unexpectedly, Wang Ai's expression became even more serious. The two were quite surprised. They looked at each other, and Duan Xuan, who was still relatively familiar, said: "Xiao Wang, you..."
"Oh!" Wang Ai broke away from his thoughts and said with a smile: "Good thing, good thing!"
But no matter how Duan Xuan looked at it, he felt that Wang Ai's smile was forced and he obviously didn't mean what he said.
"Xiao Wang, we are at your house today. You see, we didn't bring any recording equipment, and we didn't want to interview you. Just chatting with you is also a great experience. You know that we are different from you. Journalists are fast, and scholars are deep.
