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Chapter 383 Listen, the voice of the times (3)

 "Miyun? A big star like you goes to Miyun for vacation? Is that a vacation place?"

"Why not? Does it have to be abroad? I am abroad for 10 months of the year, and I would have vomited, okay?"

"that……"

"Besides my situation, you also know that if I really go to a crowded place, it's not me who sees the scene, but it's me who becomes the scene. You said I can't be wild, right? I have to give the people a good image, right? It's not like that

Now, I am in a ravine in Miyun where no one can see me! I am shirtless, and when the breeze blows..."

"Ahem, um, we are doing a phone interview."

Wang Ai's expression froze and he was silent for a moment: "...can you pinch me?"

"I don't want to pinch..."

Listening to Duan Xuan's suppressed laughter over there, Wang Ai knew that he was dead once again. But it didn't matter, he was done like this not once or twice. Wang Ai was mentally prepared, and so were the fans across the country. Among other celebrities

He may have to lose the big endorsement deal, but this will help Wang Ai. Anyway, he has always been like this, free-spirited and fun-loving in private.

"Then how about I describe to you a piece of cloudy mountain scenery? You listen to my eloquence? I was very good at Chinese when I was in school. Just listen..."

"Hey, goodbye, time is limited, let's talk about some business. People say you are going to Manchester City, can you confirm it?"

"Well, I don't know the latest progress of the negotiations yet. I can only say that we both have a lot of consensus and are getting close to each other very quickly, but we are not 100% certain that we can achieve it."

"Then why did you choose Manchester City because of Sun Jihai? The Chinese Sun is still remembered by many Manchester City fans."

"Of course there are certain factors. I happened to be at Chelsea when Brother Hai was at Manchester City, and I often went to his house to hang out."

"There have been fans calling on you to reconsider Chelsea. It is said that Chelsea is very sincere, but your attitude seems to be more inclined to Manchester City than your old club. Everyone is very interested in this and wants to hear for themselves how you are doing.

considerate."

"What's there to listen to?" Wang Ai asked in a non-serious manner.

Duan Xuan was depressed for a while, but fortunately he adjusted back immediately and discussed on the phone: "Everyone is curious, the fans are curious. The transfer of big stars has always been a big event. In the past, everyone watched from a floor apart.

, now that you are here, everyone wants to see more and see what the specific process is."

"It's just a process? Do you want to know the inside story?"

"Hehe, whatever you say."

"Well... things like transfers depend on the needs of both parties and three parties. Players need to develop and the team needs to adjust, so there is a question of whether it is suitable or not. Players hope that the transfer can go further, in terms of results and performance.

On the other hand, whether every team buys or sells players, the purpose is the same. But with the development of the times, specifically the popularity of technical styles in football on the big side, the personal progress of smaller players or

Retrograde, or even the team needs to change the style of play, change the head coach, etc., which may lead to the need for personnel turnover. Therefore, transfers are quite normal. It is a matter of mutual consent, and there is not much secret to say.

"

Wang Ai talked for a long time, and then added: "As for my main consideration, I don't want to go back. There are so many teams in the world, such a long history, so many fans, and so much celebrity culture. I hope to experience more

, experience. Of course you can say that I am a bit willful, but for me, freshness is very important. If it is just a sense of responsibility for the work, I will work hard to complete it, but there is no guarantee that it will be completed well."

Grain juice

"Then what do you think of a player like Maldini who stays with one team for life?"

"The first is admiration, and the second is understanding. Their loyalty is worthy of admiration, but at the same time, they are generally citizens of the city where the team is located, and their families have ancestral support for a certain team. This time span may be hundreds of years. We

China has not yet formed such a strong and sustained football culture. Even Liaoning Football Team is only sixty years old. By the way, Liaoning Football Team will celebrate the 60th anniversary of its founding in a few days. Remember..."

"Okay, thank you, Xiao Wang'er, for accepting our interview." Duan Xuan interrupted Wang Ai.

"What is this? Just dump the person after you're done, and I won't even let you interrupt with an advertisement!" Wang Ai took off the phone and muttered.

"...Which, I haven't hung up yet." Duan Xuan's voice came from the phone.

"..." Wang Ai was stunned for a moment and pressed hang up as if nothing had happened.

Love so much!

Wang Ai was eating and drinking leisurely at the foot of the desolate mountain, while Duan Xuan was beaming with joy inside the CCTV building. Originally, news media were keen on exposing the private lives of celebrities. After all, the masses loved to watch it. CCTV is also a news media after all.

Especially Wang Ai, a star like Wang Ai who is a commoner, a life-oriented person, and has a good temper and doesn't like to get angry. They never tire of teasing her.

"You just let them play tricks on you like this?" Xu Qinglian encouraged Wang Ai with her shoulders while eating fruit: "Get even with them!"

Wang Ai touched his chin and squinted his eyes: "Did your big pants explode?"

After finishing speaking, he winced and said, "This won't work. It took a lot of effort to fix it."

"Tch!" Xu Qinglian left Wang Ai to tease her son.

After lunch, the picnic continued. Wang Ai fished for a while. After the children came to his side, he held the three children and told stories until the sun set. He pointed at the fire clouds and talked a lot. He was still happy.

I led my children up a hill to overlook the great rivers and mountains.

After being reminded by Yan Zhu, everyone finally returned home and left Miyun by car to rush to the city. In the car, Wang Ai temporarily decided to find a big restaurant to have a meal and treat it as a family dinner.

When this was mentioned, everyone's interest arose. It was really difficult to follow Wang Ai to have a meal out. Even if there was this opportunity, it was usually official activities, business activities, not a family, and it was impossible to let it go.

For example, if you go to the city hall to eat, you can't order your own food, let alone have a drink.

Although due to stupid food, Wang Ai's ingredients are extremely rich and precious, and the restaurant can't compare with them, but the restaurant is also an atmosphere, so as soon as Wang Ai said it, everyone happily agreed.

It's just that none of these people are actually familiar with BJ. Wang Ai only spends about one-sixth of his time in BJ every year, and he usually stays at home and doesn't dare to go anywhere. The women are about the same, only Shi Wenjun is slightly better.

Point, she has been in this state for more than a year.

So under her guidance, specifically, she remembered to buy ingredients from Stupid Food, a safe restaurant, otherwise Wang Ai could only eat vegetables. After the car arrived, Wang Ai hugged his daughter, covering his face, and got on the second floor in a low-key manner.

We entered the large private room upstairs.

After a while, the dishes and cups were listed. What Shi Wenjun ordered were all home-cooked dishes, which were just right for his appetite.

"I'll eat first as a token of respect!" Wang Ai grabbed a plate of shredded pork with Beijing sauce and eagerly raised his chopsticks.


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