Chapter Five Hundred and Twelve Watching the Tide (2)
"I was invited by Wang Ai to visit his home in the next few days!" Among the girls who called Wang Ai, one of them finally couldn't help but start chatting with someone, and then, not long after, several others
A large Chinese Internet platform invited her to live broadcast.
The girls were dumbfounded when they saw how serious the matter was. They all knew that Wang Ai was also an active figure in the Chinese Internet space, and were very worried that Wang Ai would regret it after seeing the news.
In fact, they don't know that the "Lucia Assistant" who is well-known in the Chinese Internet space has "rebellion", and the two security chiefs can only answer phone calls, so the frequency of Wang Ai's public activities on the Internet has dropped sharply during this period.
He really didn't know about this little episode.
And even if he knew, he didn't really care. For Wang Ai, who travels across the seven seas, ordinary people are his anchor. For Wang Ai, who is floating on the top of the clouds, ordinary people are his kite strings. Chatting with ordinary people, chatting,
Being able to help Wang Ai revisit people's expectations and expectations of him again and again can give him a sufficient sense of accomplishment and mission.
The ancients said that wealth without returning home is like walking in brocade at night.
Of course, Wang Ai's house has been clean recently, which is why he dared to open the door. Huang Xin came to see him for a game and then left. She hadn't shown her pregnancy yet and had to work for a month or two before coming back. Wang Ai and Shi Wenjun didn't care about private matters.
Why are you joking? The real relationship still hasn't been broken through.
This means that even if Shi Wenjun is seen by the girls at Wang Ai's house, Wang Ai is not afraid.
Only after the relationship between a man and a woman truly breaks through, they can no longer hide it. It is the charm of the corner of the eye and the tip of the eyebrow, it is the resonance of two souls, it is the sweetness of the ears and temples rubbing against each other, it is the hormones of you and me... with a little care
You can observe it, especially those who are relatively sensitive, such as the "third corner" who is particularly concerned, or fans who want to keep everything they see in mind.
Therefore, Wang Ai is very magnanimous at the moment, whoever likes to come can come!
This matter was passed casually. Time is running out, and the Champions League is coming soon. According to Jose's arrangement, Wang Ai will play as a winger in this game as usual, and the core of the midfield is Sneijder, but Eto'o is injured on the other side.
Let Mancini play, and the difference in combat effectiveness between the two is not small, so the key to winning this game lies in Wang Ai.
After a familiar adjustment, although it only lasted one day, Wang Ai still adjusted his condition to the best. On the evening of March 10, when he boarded the team bus at the entrance of the base, Sneijder rarely took the initiative to greet: "Your Majesty, come here.
sit."
Wang Ai pointed at him, shook his head with a smile, and sat down next to him: "Wesley, what are your plans?"
"It's all up to your Majesty." Sneijder said with a wilting smile.
"Don't make trouble." Wang Ai put his arm around Sneijder's shoulders: "You are the soul of the midfielder, I listen to you."
Sneijder pursed his lips and smiled for a while before saying: "I watched your warm-up match."
"Ah?" Wang Ai was surprised: "It's not broadcast?"
"No." Sneijder shook his head: "I mean that in Buenos Aires, everyone cared about you and Messi."
"Oh." Wang Ai breathed a sigh of relief. He basically stayed in the midfield during the game against Japan. CCTV silently did not broadcast signals overseas. After all, European fans did not care much about the Asian civil war. It was far from China's encounter with Argentina and Wang Ai's confrontation with Mei.
Xi has attracted so much attention. Of course, there is also the idea of covering the Chinese team, especially Wang Ai's position change.
When it comes to winning the championship, the Football Association, the national team, and sports channels are united like never before!
"But..." Sneijder suddenly came close to Wang Ai's ear and whispered: "You want to play midfield, right?"
"No, I'm a forward. Am I crazy when I play midfield with such efficiency in scoring goals?" Wang Ai smiled.
Sneijder looked at Wang Ai's face, a little angry, but he didn't know what he thought of and laughed again: "I can understand, I won't ask, and I won't tell others. If we meet in the World Cup, it will already be the semi-finals.
, it doesn’t matter, right?”
Wang Ai smiled and said nothing, Sneijder shook his head and looked serious: "Wang, you have talent in this area, your skills are too comprehensive, and your body is in good shape. However, what I want to remind you is, big man
Players playing midfield and small players playing midfield, the method is different."
Wang Ai couldn't help but look serious. Sneijder smiled again, pursed his lips and remained silent. Wang Ai looked at him, spread his hands, and Sneijder put one hand in his shoulder bag and suddenly asked: "The World Cup is over."
Later I am going to get married in Siena, will you come?"
Wang Ai was stunned and said casually: "After the World Cup, I will return to China with the team. There must be a lot of things. I..."
Seeing Sneijder's expression gradually cool down, Wang Ai quickly changed his words: "But no matter how busy I am, as long as you invite me, I will definitely come! For sure!"
Only then did Sneijder laugh, and took out his hand from his bag. It was an invitation printed with a light pattern. Wang Ai took it and looked at it, and raised his head in surprise: "Are you telling the truth?"
This time it was Sneijder's turn to spread his hands and stare, this is my second marriage, will I see a joke?
"Okay, okay." Wang Ai thought for a long time with the invitation. He was really embarrassed. Sneijder's date was set for July 17, the sixth day after the World Cup. If the Chinese team wins the championship, let alone the championship.
Well, even if we enter the semi-finals, from the central government to the local governments, from the State Council to the Sports Bureau, from Xinhua News Agency to CCTV, from the Football Association to the merchants, things will be overwhelming!
Finally, Wang Ai carefully collected the invitation and said, "Wesley, is it just the 17th? Are there any activities the day before? Can I come?"
"We also entertain friends the night before."
Wang Ai breathed a sigh of relief: "Wesley, my friend, I really can't guarantee that I will be there when the wedding march is played, but in these 48 hours, I will definitely show up. Although I may leave immediately... China is a football
It’s a weak country. My status in the country is higher than Maradona’s status in Argentina. Sometimes I really can’t be independent.”
Sneijder thought about Wang Ai's description in his mind, and realized that his request was a bit too much. Wang Ai could do this, which is interesting anyway. After all, it takes 12 hours to fly from China, and it also takes 12 hours to fly back.
12 hours!
"Okay my friend." Sneijder suddenly joked: "I just don't want to lose to Alger."
Wang Ai was stunned for a moment, laughed, and then heard Sneijder whisper in his ear: "Generally speaking, big midfielders have physical advantages and their style of play is control, such as Zidane. And smaller midfielders
His midfield advantage is at his feet, and his style of play is to attack and create, which is not as good as Maradona, Messi, and of course me."
After listening to Sneijder's words, Wang Ai fell into deep thought.
