Shui Junyi's interview that day did not end here, but ended in the morning. At noon and afternoon, he worked tirelessly with the photographer to faithfully record. The "real little Wang'er" who was promised, the sports channel asked Wang
Ai is regarded as a god, and the news channel has made Wang Ai a human being. Is this considered a fight between the two sides?
"No, no, everyone has different priorities." Shui Junyi flatly rejected Wang Ai's provocation: "Your achievements in the field of football competition can indeed be called the king. You are the first in the world. Being the king is really not too much. But we
It's a news channel, for the common people as you said, it's comprehensive, of course our focus is on other aspects of you."
"Other aspects include what do I eat for three meals a day? What do I prepare for the Chinese New Year? What movies do I watch recently? Also include when you visit places around my house and everyone asks you questions?"
Shui Junyi nodded frequently and added: "I also went to interview fans near the stadium and asked Manchester United fans for their opinions."
Wang Ai gave a thumbs up: "High!"
When he said this, Wang Ai had already driven the two of them to the airport. Time was too tight and there was no time to have dinner at Wang Ai's house. Wang Ai could only take out some fast food for the two of them. It would be the third day of the twelfth lunar month for them to return to BJ.
Ten nights later, Wang Ai was barely able to go home for the New Year's Eve dinner, and it was hard to persuade Wang Ai to stay, so he could only express his sympathy.
"Okay, being able to spend five days with you is something worth remembering. Although this program is long, it can't show everything. I will scrape together some scraps from these five days, which will be enough to publish a new book.
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Wang Ai laughed, hugged the two of them in turn, and helped them carry their luggage to the boarding gate.
Wang Ai upgraded the ticket to business class.
Who is Wang Ai's "Queen Media"? Who can let there be just such a few? Wang Ai can afford it.
Shortly after returning from the airport, Wang Ai went to the club to meet everyone and flew south to London, a day in advance to adapt to the dilapidated White Hart Lane stadium.
Although I entertained Shui Junyi and his entourage during this period, the pace of life has not actually changed. I just took time to chat with him, which affected me for at most one morning. Therefore, I performed normally during the pre-match training. In this game, I partnered with Aguero as a double forward.
David Silva's return greatly increased the attacking opportunities in the frontcourt. Although it rained lightly before the game the next day and the ground was waterlogged, other people's shots were always missed due to this, but Wang Ai adapted quickly.
As a result, he scored a goal in the 7th minute, the 11th minute, and the 32nd minute of the first half, and also planned two assists. Unfortunately, his teammates failed to grasp it.
Shortly after the second half, it started to rain again, so Pellegrini replaced Wang Ai with Jovetic and replaced Aguero with Dzeko. After 45 minutes of adaptation in the first half, his teammates gradually got used to it.
, so the goals came one after another, and even Jovetic, who had rarely had a few playing opportunities this season, scored a very beautiful goal, making the competition among the five forwards in Manchester City's frontcourt even more intense.
The game finally ended with 7:1, which was another big victory for Manchester City since Wang Ai joined this season that fans can't even count without careful counting.
It was already ten o'clock at night after the game. Wang Ai first went to the stage to meet Ambassador Liu who came specially to support him and expressed his gratitude. He also agreed that he would come to London to participate in the event the day after tomorrow, which is the second day of the Lunar New Year. Then he went to Heathrow Airport and took a taxi.
We took a short-distance flight back to Manchester, and it was already after midnight when we arrived. Even according to London time, it was already the first day of the Lunar New Year.
I hurried back home, and unless it was a bar, all the streets I passed had been closed early and the lights were extinguished. On such a day when thousands of families are supposed to be reunited, the streets were deserted, which was a bit sad.
Fortunately, the flavor of the New Year finally appeared in front of my house. High-hanging red lanterns, hanging electronic lanterns, women in new clothes, hot steamed dumplings, and of course a large number of sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinners. In order to celebrate Wang Ai
I also set off a small firecracker when I came back. This is a suburb and although I don't care much about it, I still have to guard against reports from red-eyed Brits from all directions, so it's quite interesting.
The recorded New Year's Eve party was played on the TV. There was a desktop computer placed on the wall of the dining room. Opposite was the New Year's Day breakfast at Bj's house. Everyone was there. The whole hall was lively and lively, almost the same as here.
It looks like I was spending the New Year over there in the Summer Palace.
That's right, the air in BJ city is not very good in winter and spring, but the Summer Palace is just fine. The main reason is that the community has a large green area and few people. My parents' house in DC is becoming more and more like an office hotel.
Wang Ai paid New Year's greetings to his parents and reported the work situation in a few words to complete the process. Then Wang Sheng and Wang Zhonghua took their sister Wang Hongzhuang to the camera to give their father a hundred years and to their mother Shi. Soon after, Wang Bin and Ai Xiaoqing
They went back to the DC area. They had to go to the leader's house to pay New Year's greetings, and then they had to receive various friends, which was quite busy.
The rest of the people were not restrained, eating, singing, and chatting across the computer screen. Halfway through the meal, Wenjun suddenly remembered that Wang Ai hadn't given a pair yet, and tomorrow the gates will be two and three.
What are the warehouse doors and kitchen doors hung on?
Wang Ai said that there was no need to bother, just the courtyard door and the room door would be enough, and the other ones would be pasted with blessing characters or bought couplets! Then he took a bottle of beer and shook his head: "Door, first couplet,
Well, good neighbors, distant relatives, guests and friends are good to me."
Shi Wenjun wrote it down, curled his lips and nodded.
"Second line, the beauty of the motherland, the beauty of a foreign country, the beauty of time, are the beauty of home."
"It's a little worse." Shi Wenjun commented.
"Fight, fight, how about you come?" Wang Ai stared.
"Hmm..." Xiaomei thought about it and stared again and again: "Where is Hengpi?"
"Spring is in full bloom!"
"what the hell!"
Shi Wenjun remembered: "The door's door?"
"The winter plum blossoms are blooming in the city of BJ, and the grass is blooming in the suburbs of Manchester City first." Wang Ai coughed: "Yes, thousands of miles apart, spring comes together!"
"Okay!" Qian Ziqiang, Zhang Guang, Liu Liang, Su Shi and Jin Yuan cheered in unison.
"Write, write, write!" Wang Ai pinched his waist proudly.
Shi Wenjun didn't talk nonsense. He took the cut red paper and dipped it in ink. He calmly looked at the crowd and started writing with his hand. The regular script has both rhyme and character, and is grand. This
If you don't have a big heart, you really can't be open-minded. Even if you try to learn to be bold, you will inevitably be awkward in every corner. Unlike the words "Xiao Mei", she is bold from the inside out!
Otherwise, Wang Ai has found these women, they are all good men!
I posted the words overnight! Then there was the word "Fu", and there were window grilles. I started eating after I came back from my busy work. A few women over there had breakfast, but nothing else. The couplet at home was not written by Wang Ai, but bought.