After completing this major event, Wang Ai no longer needs to participate in subsequent matters, such as various awards and so on. As the first international-level athlete of the Chinese men's football team and the first player to enjoy the special allowance of the State Council, he should have
It will happen. And now that he has reached his status, many units that tried to invite him have also shown their "humanity". Knowing that he will soon return to Italy to participate in pre-match training, they have changed their invitation to give a report to inviting him to record.
Some blessings or something.
This is much simpler, just take the time to record it.
But there are other things that Wang Ai Tu can't do, or they can be considered "tasks".
One is that on the morning of New Year's Day, Wang Ai is going to CCTV to record a program. This has been arranged long ago. It is also a feast broadcast by the sports channel to the fans in the Thursday Football Night program. The content of the program is Wang Ai.
Ai and the host talked about some "insider stories" of the competition for the two awards; the second one is that on January 2, Wang Ai will once again take his trophy to the National Expo to participate in an exhibition. It is said to be public, but in fact the public has not been informed of the situation.
The next "publicity" was mainly due to fear of crowding; the third one was strongly requested by Zhang Xiuyun, which made Wang Ai embarrassed but had to agree. The film "Style", which was shot with Rong Zhixing's deeds as the core, was in order to recover the cost.
, needed a motive that could inspire the audience to come into the theater, so Zhang Xiuyun put this motive on Wang Ai and let him appear on the scene.
"Do you care about the movies you invest in?"
Wang Ai scratched his scalp and said, OK, I won't be trembling anymore. But tell Zhang Xiuyun, I only have half a day, you can figure it out, Zhang Xiuyun immediately sent someone to send the script.
Wang Ai saw the three-piece character script on the way to CCTV. After reading it, he threw it to his colleague Xu Qinglian, who was looking for new ideas: "What role did you pick for me?"
Xu Qinglian looked down, then looked up at Wang Ai, and suddenly laughed out loud.
"Smile, laugh, laugh your ass off, I haven't asked you about what happened last night." Wang Ai said without hesitation.
Xu Qinglian rolled her eyes: What's wrong if I don't want to serve you? I won't let you sleep!
Wang Ai said angrily: "Big sideburns, bell-bottom pants, toad mirrors, and a guitar on my back. Is that still me? When did I have such a silly look?"
"The trendy young people of that era were like that. Besides, isn't this already written? You were originally a player, but you ran away due to the hardship. Later, you were inspired by the protagonist to return to the team and serve the country. If you don't dress up like that, how can you show your personality?
Transformation and the charisma of the protagonist?”
"Can't you narrate it?"
"You think you're telling a story, and you're also narrating? Movies are visual art, and they have to be expressed visually. Anyway, you just wear that outfit and walk in a few scenes."
Wang Ai was anxious, grabbed the script and pointed at the back: "Then how do you explain asking me to sing? Can I sing? Don't you know I'm tone-deaf?"
Xu Qinglian fell over Kang Si in joy: "It's precisely because you have no talent in singing that you can change your ways so happily, haha."
Wang Ai picked up the script and slapped Xu Qinglian on the head: "Are you my girlfriend? You don't care about my image at all!"
Xu Qinglian dodged and laughed, and the commotion stopped at the door of CCTV. But after all is said and done, Wang Ai can understand Zhang Xiuyun's anxiety. The future of sports character movies is unpredictable, and ordinary fans may not buy tickets.
If you really lose money, it will look bad in all aspects, so it is the safest way to consume Wang Ai's image.
As an investor or an advocate, Wang Ai has to make sacrifices. Who asked you to propose it? So when Wang Ai led her into the CCTV, he still told her: "You ask Zhang Xiuyun to come to your home tonight, and I will entertain CCTV tonight."
The hosts of the TV station, please let everyone know. No matter if they mention it on the show or talk about it on the blog, or even if they come to support it at the premiere, it will be a sure thing."
Xu Qinglian, who came to the Central Taiwan Compound for the first time, was somewhat restrained, so she subconsciously held Wang Ai's hand. When she heard this, she hummed seriously. She treated Zhang Xiuyun, the former bodyguard, as the eldest sister who had grown up with her.
She is very concerned about her career.
When Liu Jianhong came out, Xu Qinglian let go of Wang Ai's hand and stood aside as if nothing had happened. Unfortunately, she forgot that Liu Jianhong had seen her before, even if there was an interval of eight years. Moreover, her letting go in the meantime caused the old man to
Liu's attention.
"Hey, Xiao Xu is here too? Welcome." Old Liu smiled happily.
Xu Qinglian could only smile: "Uncle Liu, long time no see."
"Well, it's been a long time." Old Liu looked at the two of them, with a face full of relief and sigh: "It's been seven or eight years in a blink of an eye, right? It's great to see you two still together, so I won't report you for puppy love.
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Xu Qinglian's face turned slightly red, but instead of denying it, Wang Ai shook his head: "We only started playing together when we were adults. We just played together when we were kids. By the way, Brother Liu, are we all upstairs?"
The two walked forward side by side, and Wang Ai turned back and glanced proudly at Xu Qinglian. Xu Qinglian was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and secretly kicked Wang Ai when no one was paying attention. Wang Ai was really unaware, shaking.
Without shaking, he pulled his trolley case and continued chatting and laughing with Lao Liu.
After going upstairs, Duan Xuan ran out in a hurry, circled around Wang Ai, and kept saying: "I can't believe it, I can't believe it, you accidentally become the number one in the world. Where is the trophy? Bring it and show it to everyone first."
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Wang Ai held the suitcase: "No, I won't pick it up until I'm on the show."
He Wei stood behind Wang Ai with a serious expression and suddenly said: "Why is there a shoe mark on the back of your leg? Does anyone dare to kick you now?"
Everyone looked at it and thought, yo! Women’s shoes?
Xu Qinglian was so ashamed that everyone saw her. Wang Ai hurriedly came to the rescue: "Let me introduce, this is my girlfriend, who is also my classmate in London. I usually bully her, and this is her defensive counterattack."
Seeing Wang Ai's formal introduction, everyone couldn't pretend not to know and continued to joke. Wang Ai only knew a few hosts in this circle, but he didn't know other choreographers, lights, directors, etc. It was just a coincidence to get to know each other.
After chatting for a while, Wang Ai took the interview outline, looked at it for a few times, raised his head and smiled: "Are there two hosts today?"
Zhang Bin laughed from behind the crowd: "I can't serve you alone."
Everyone laughed for a while, and then Liu Jianhong, one of today's hosts, explained: "One is that your eloquence is very good, and the other is that we are serious about it. You see, the name of this program has been temporarily changed."
Wang Ai then turned back the interview outline and looked up - Golden Ball night!
