Day Two Hundred and Fifty-Fifth Earth Fire Gou Tianlei (5)
Speaking of this, Wang Ai also felt helpless: "My opponent is too capable, what can I do?"
"Now let's see who can hold on." Huang Xin patted Wang Ai's hand under the water, then stood up, stepped out of the bathtub and walked under the shower: "Both he and Messi can enter as long as they want to.
For talented forwards, what supports them in scoring goals is not only the needs of the team but also their own needs. Now many of their goals are not needed by the team, so there is only one support pillar."
Standing under the shower head, Huang Xin, who had a seductive figure, rolled her eyes at Wang Ai, turned to her side, closed her eyes and flushed the water: "Physical fitness and willpower are the key to their final victory or defeat. I don't know about Messi's situation, but the doctor is almost here.
It’s the limit, it’s hard to say how long the two of us can hold on if we continue fighting like this.”
"Have you reached the limit?" Shi Wenjun also broke away from Wang Ai's arm and stood up: "I have been dishonest. I haven't found where the limit is."
"If you are far away, you will be resentful if you are close!" Wang Ai muttered and stood up from the bathtub and walked under the shower: "Anyway, it was him who retreated, and it was he who initiated the war. Compared with those who had differentiated their competition early on,
Christie, Argentinians hate him the most."
"Maybe he sees you the same way." The little beauty sarcastically said: "If the Argentine loses this year, it will be in your hands. He has scored 95 goals this whole year, and the Portuguese is no match for him.
.But because you scored 105, if you can't be elected, you can only take advantage of the Portuguese."
"If I lose this one, how can I be called the 'King of Efficiency'?" Wang Ai said smugly: "I really didn't pay attention to this data. If I really lose the European Golden Boot next summer, this can be used, at least
That's enough for the Chinese and Asians. By the way, please help me think of something to tell them when I come back from Switzerland to CCTV and leave a way out."
Under the shower, Huang Xin and Shi Wenjun looked at each other and chuckled in unison. When Wang Ai asked, they didn't shy away: "We all guessed that you would think so."
"Why?" Wang Ai, who could even take a shower much faster, walked up behind the two of them and hugged their waists, putting his head between them and looking around.
Huang Xin raised her hand to hold Wang Ai's chin to prevent him from looking down: "You are not a hero, you are a villain."
"Explain clearly." Wang Ai tilted his head and stuck out his tongue to lick Huang Xin's earlobe: "I don't understand how to deal with you."
Huang Xin poured a handful of water and threw it on Wang Ai's face: "Who is panting like an ox and sweating like rain?"
"It's me." Wang Ai admitted frankly: "But I didn't call me brother. How about I turn on my phone and record a voice later?"
"Heroes should be simple." Huang Xin immediately turned over the page: "Only villains can care about everything and do calculations."
Shi Wenjun on the side turned away from Wang Ai's arm and reached out to take out the big towel: "We guessed that you would leave yourself a way out. Even if you lose the European Golden Boot, you must stabilize the business map of China and Asia.
, the annual number of goals is an explanation to the sponsors."
"Pa." Huang Xin patted the back of Wang Ai's hand hard and took his hand away before taking a step forward: "Speaking of which, skin color is really good and bad for you. Winning the Golden Globe Award has rebounded in Europe and America.
, I forced you to give in for two years, but when your career was in danger, your skin color became your fortress."
Wang Ai walked aside angrily and was about to wipe himself. He turned on the natural wind, but Shi Wenjun forcibly changed it to warm wind. He curled his lips and said, "Speaking of which, I haven't asked you yet, who of you will accompany me to Switzerland this year?"
"My daughter can't be separated yet." Shi Wenjun spread her long hair and looked in the mirror while blowing it.
"I've been there before, so I won't go." Huang Xin also walked under the warm wind and touched Shi Wenjun's long hair enviously: "How long will it take for me to grow long?"
The little beauty rolled her eyes: "I'll go get a haircut tomorrow, okay? It's a big deal to see you looking at me day by day."
Huang Xin was finally happy. She put her hands around Shi Wenjun's waist and kissed her cheek: "You really don't want to go with me? I can take the child with you."
"Do you still have milk?"
"Aren't you not enough?"
Shi Wenjun looked down and couldn't argue, so he heard Wang Ai say: "You should go once. Huang Xin, Leoni, and I have been there together, but neither you nor Qinglian have been there."
"Wait until you win the award." The little beauty thought about it again and again but shook her head: "Besides, I don't need that occasion at all. What can it bring me? Apart from controversy, speculation, and exposure, what are the benefits? Anyway, I
Unexpectedly, even if I go, I won’t stand in front of the camera.”
"Why don't you take Qinglian with you?" Huang Xin suggested: "You took her to London for many exposures in the summer, and the fans also know that she is your girlfriend, so it's good to go smoothly."
"Yeah." Wang Ai pondered, raised his hand and took out three bathrobes and gave them to each of them. He unfolded and put them on himself. When the two went out, he turned off the heater and lights, and tied them while walking out.
Button: "Qinglian needs to let the outside world know, but she doesn't want to be overly exposed. Even I don't want my woman to be overly discussed."
"Why?" Shi Wenjun, who was already sitting on the single sofa drinking water, pushed another glass of water to Huang Xin.
"I'm afraid that people will miss me." Wang Ai walked up to the two of them and bent down to touch their faces: "I eat more and occupy more, but all of them are beautiful and fragrant."
Just as the two women were loving each other, the smile on Wang Ai's face gradually became abnormal: "So, in order to prevent you from running away, I will do a trick for you!"
After saying that, he suddenly pulled the bathrobe!
This scene stayed in the hearts of the two women for a long time, so much so that when Shi Wenjun put Wang Ai's hat on after breakfast the next day, he couldn't help but say: "He looks like a dog."
The days of running around, flying everywhere, and acting like dogs everywhere lasted until January 1, 2013. Since this year’s Spring Festival falls in February, Wang Ai will definitely not be able to make it, so this year’s New Year’s Day has become a day for the family to reunite for the New Year.
, Kang Si also rushed back from the Liaoyang base.
Kangsi, as the scheduler of the seventh production workshop of Liaoyang base, made a work report to the boss’s boss’s boss and his wife. Those who were observing were football superstar Wang Ai, founder of Beyond Sports Huang Xin, founder of CY Sports Leoni,
Xu Qinglian, founder of Apennine Light, leader of Idiot Company, W Fund, and actual controller of Wang Fund, Shi Wenjun, were accompanied by Mr. Wang Sheng who couldn’t sit still, Mr. Wang Zhonghua who was in a daze, and Ms. Wang Hongzhuang who was sleeping soundly.
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Although the red deer was trembling, the two examiners expressed satisfaction after listening. Then Wang Ai asked about the closed-loop structure of the workshop management system. Huang Xin smiled and shook his head and said there was nothing to ask. Leonie asked when she would cut the hair, and Xu Qinglian changed the topic
Pulling her back and asking her if she had tried every position, Shi Wenjun asked some operational questions about Wang Fund.
It was the person's turn to sit with him. Wang Sheng raised his hand: "Can I go out to play?"
