As the saying goes, relying on the old will sell off the old! Wang Ai is relying on the small and selling the small! While he is still young, his superiors should be magnanimous. Anyway, the starting point is good and the effect is good. Don't wait until you are older and everyone wants to be more stable before you regret it.
After a clip of the program, accompanied by a piece of magnificent background music, the noise of "Wow" on the court and the vague voice of the foreign language host's intense commentary came from the TV, and then the screen lit up, and a blue
The figure in the black striped shirt dashed left and right among the white jersey figures, making breakthroughs one after another, and finally succeeded in the push shot.
At this time, the scene was frozen, and the CCTV director specially stamped the date: 2008.2.27, Meazza!
Sitting in the living room at home and seeing this scene, Wang Ai's family all smiled. Suddenly, Leonie, who was sitting on the single sofa on one side, blew a sharp whistle. Wang Bin's ears twitched, Ai Xiaoqing, Wang Ai
, Consi turned her head together, and Leonie just took her finger out of her mouth.
Seeing that Leonie was a little embarrassed, Wang Ai reached out and said, "Come here!"
Leonie got up obediently and sat next to Wang Ai. Wang Ai put his arm around her shoulders and continued watching TV without saying anything. The sound on the TV was restored in the living room. At this time, the second clip was played.
In front of the crowded crowd in blue and black striped shirts, a closed door opened, and a Chinese young man came out, raising his hands in the sun, with a golden Golden Boot trophy in one hand. The Day of the Double Golden Boots
:2008.5.21, Inter Milan Headquarters.
By this time Wang Ai also knew what CCTV's director meant, and probably fans across the country also knew it.
Sure enough, the third segment came, and it was a shot familiar to people across the country: on the green turf, three long award podiums were set up, and the two teams, yellow-green and grass-green, had already boarded the stage.
, among the row of red figures in the middle, one person stepped on it first, and then the whole row stepped on it. Along with the noise of the whole audience, the gold medals were hung up one after another. The last scene was frozen when people were running with the national flag, and the time was marked: 2008.8
.23, Beijing Bird's Nest.
Kang Si, who was next to Wang Ai's right hand, stared at the screen and clapped her hands several times. Wang Ai's parents were very generous this time. If it weren't for the sake of being a parent, they would have wanted to applaud. That scene at that time
It was so exciting that many newspapers published supplements the next day!
The dim picture lit up again, and the blue and black striped shirts were on again. As one goal was scored one after another, the numbers on the scoreboard also jumped again and again until it stayed at 6:0! The director did not show Wang Ai the final picture.
, but zoomed out the camera, swept into the carnival, and settled on the face of an excited and tearful female fan. The time was 2008.10.12, Meazza!
The fifth scene is in a spacious hall. Under the lights, Wang Ai takes over the golden Golden Globe trophy from the French. After marking the words "2008.12.7, France TV Studio Hall", the scene
Split into two, in an equally glorious hall, Wang Ai took the World Footballer trophy from Pele, and the date also stayed at the bottom of the screen - "2009.1.11, Zurich Opera House".
The sonorous and powerful background music seemed to be reverberating in the ear drums, and the screen turned on again. Bai Yansong, wearing a gray suit, sat on the right side of the screen and looked at the camera and said: "Welcome to watch today's "News Room". Maybe the audience friends already know us.
Who is today’s guest…”
Having said this, Bai Yansong tilted his head and stretched out his hand: "Welcome Wang Ai and my colleague Duan Xuan."
The camera then turned around and focused on the face of Wang Ai, who was wearing a pair of black trousers and a white sweater on the left side of the screen. Wang Ai glanced at the camera and then looked at Bai Yansong, and said with a relaxed expression: "Call me
Just be fine, little Wang'er."
Bai Yansong nodded and made a gesture: "We are recording a program, be serious."
Wang Ai put away his smile and nodded knowingly: "OK!"
There was a burst of low laughter in the living room of Wang Ai's house. Wang Ai really didn't expect that CCTV's director was so fierce and left this scene that should have been cut out.
"Wang Ai, you won the World Footballer, what do you want to say to the fans across the country?" Bai Yansong put his hands on his lower abdomen and looked at Wang Ai opposite him seriously.
Duan Xuan, who was sitting on Wang Ai's side between the two, also looked at Wang Ai. Wang Ai hesitated and said tentatively: "This is a big step for me, and this is a small step for football?"
Before Bai Yansong could say anything, Duan Xuan, who was sitting between the two of them, laughed out loud and covered his mouth. Bai Yansong pushed up his glasses and laughed too. Wang Ai turned to look at the camera and said: "I think everyone can understand
My mood has changed."
At this time, Xuan interjected: "Yansong, I have a lot of contact with Xiao Wanger due to work. He likes to joke when he is happy. In fact, he was not very happy on the day he received the award, or he didn't have time to be happy."
"What should I say?" Bai Yansong started the interview with Duan Xuan.
"That day was not just about receiving the award. There was a press conference before and after receiving the award, and then there was a cocktail reception that evening. The attendees were either FIFA officials or football celebrities from various countries." Duan Xuan.
He recalled: "It was supposed to be a relaxing occasion, but it was actually a very high-end social occasion. So I could feel that for the entire seven or eight hours, he was relaxed on the outside but nervous on the inside."
Bai Yansong nodded understandingly and looked at Wang Ai: "That is to say, you received the award five days ago, and you only remembered it and felt happy five days later?"
Duan Xuan laughed and laughed, and Wang Ai also laughed: "Isn't this the time when I have returned to China... Yes, yes, I know this is CCTV, and this is a very serious news program, but I, I am not going home now,
We are all on our own, so I can’t help but relax a little.”
"So, have you watched the news these days? According to statistics from our CCTV, almost every country in the world has reported your news. If you count TV stations, newspapers, and publications, there are probably thousands of them."
"Uh..." Wang Ai shook his head: "I haven't had time to watch it yet, because I received the award in Switzerland on the 12th until midnight, and returned to Milan on the morning of the 13th. I trained in the afternoon and played in the evening. After the game, the teammate I invited to dinner was Yi.
Bu, Zanetti and the others have to treat foreigners to win awards. Halfway through the meal, I caught a flight back to Shanghai, and went to attend the AFC awards ceremony as soon as I landed. After attending, I took a flight from Pudong Airport back to Beijing in the middle of the night... So
I have been traveling, sleeping, and attending important events these days..."
"Okay." Bai Yansong nodded: "Then let's see how the media in various countries report it."
On the small TV behind the three of them, various newspaper titles flashed by for half a minute, all with Chinese subtitles, many of which contained exaggerated praise.
"Tell me about your feelings?"
"I think..." Wang Ai looked at Bai Yansong and suddenly felt happy: "What they said is right!"
