Xu Qinglian looked sideways at Wang Ai, her expression gradually becoming gentle: "Don't blame me, my mood has not been right since I got pregnant. You are the best, even though I am hiding at home these days, my ears are almost full, Sister Xiuyun
, guards, television, newspapers and networks, your news is everywhere."
Wang Ai smiled and focused: "That's because you only have eyes for me, so even a little bit of insignificant news will fill your field of vision."
A smile bloomed on Xu Qinglian's slightly chubby face: "But winning the Triple Crown for three consecutive years, the European Golden Boot for eight consecutive years, and seven Champions League titles in the top league in eleven years, is this a little bit?"
Wang Ai also smiled brightly: "It's a bit big."
""China Youth Daily" has a special feature for you, "Sports Weekly" has a special issue for you, and "Half Moon Talk" has a supplement for you." Xu Qinglian bit her lower lip: "They all say you are a legend."
"No matter how legendary you are, you are born day by day. If I am, then so are you. If you are not, then at least at home, I am not either."
As the love continued, Wang Ai's phone rang, and she saw it was Leonie's.
"I'll get home tonight, what delicious food can you prepare for me?"
Wang Ai looked at Xu Qinglian, who casually picked up the phone: "You tell me what you want to eat, and I'll have someone cook it for you."
The two chatted for a while, then talked about trivial matters about the Xianghe base, and agreed to meet in the evening before hanging up the phone. Xu Qinglian handed the phone to Wang Ai: "She is busy, should I ask Huang Xin to be your assistant for a while?"
"No need." Wang Ai shook his head: "I'll go to Xianghe tomorrow night. I'll be waiting there."
"Just... that's fine."
"Well, by the way, I feel like a seven-time Champions League champion can't be taken seriously by so many media, right? This is a matter of professional football after all."
Xu Qinglian laughed twice and leaned closer to Wang Ai and whispered: "I heard that it was because of your defense that day."
"What's wrong?" Wang Ai asked strangely.
"I heard that some leaders were watching your defense like an anti-missile missile, and they praised you at that time. And the response online was also very enthusiastic, and everyone was crazy about giving you Amway. You can imagine, Weibo in the middle of the night is better than during the day
The popularity was high. Many fans spontaneously celebrated online the next day. I also read an online post that counted you from last summer to this summer. It said that you won all the championships and won all the golden boots.
, and also created a series of incredible records and incredible performances. Probably because of the enthusiastic response from both sides, these guys with a keen sense of smell took the matter seriously."
"I'm telling you." Wang Ai suddenly realized: "After all, compared with last year's Confederations Cup championship, triple crown defense, 88 league goals, and the Asian record for the 100-meter long jump, seven Champions League appearances are still a bit thin."
"Although what you said is true, it still sounds like you are bragging." Xu Qinglian covered her mouth and laughed twice, then leaned closer and whispered: "I want it... but I can only think about it!"
Wang Ai blinked, suddenly stood up and ran outside. After a while, he came back with his suitcase. After opening it, he first put a glittering Champions League gold medal in Xu Qinglian's hand: "Freshly baked, the world produces more than 30 gold medals every year.
"
Xu Qinglian held this bright gold-plated medal in both hands. It was heavy and smooth, and she couldn't help but said: "It's made of silver inside, right? It's quite heavy."
"Well, then this one is lighter." After saying that, Wang Ai put another gold medal in her hand: "The Premier League gold medal, the annual output is also more than 30 pieces."
"It's almost as big on one side." Xu Qinglian picked up another piece and put it together: "It's really beautiful."
"This." Hearing a gentle clang, Xu Qinglian raised her eyes and looked: "This is? The Premier League Golden Boot Trophy? 1314?"
"Yes!" Wang Ai happily adjusted the direction of the trophy: "Do you still have 0607 and 0708 at home?"
"Yeah, three of them, so heavy!"
"Heavy?" Wang Ai laughed, bent down and slowly took out another trophy from the large suitcase: "The 1314 English Football Journalists Association Footballer Trophy is my second time to win it."
The huge trophy with intricate carvings could only be placed on the ground for fear of overturning the table. Xu Qinglian touched the relief and saw the man going to take out his wallet again: "What else is there? Are you doing tricks?"
"This is the last one." Wang Ai turned around and smiled and took out the last one: "The English Players Association 1314 Season Footballer Trophy is also my second one."...
Trophies of almost the same size were placed on the other side. Xu Qinglian looked at this one and that one: "If you get one, you'll have your name in Qingshi, right?"
"The football world has been engraved with my name." Wang Ai said slightly proudly.
"That……"
"Oh, I forgot, there is more."
Xu Qinglian glared at Wang Ai's back and saw that Wang Ai held out five consecutively this time: "Premier League 20 goals, 30 goals, 40 goals, 50 goals, 60 goals commemorative, the last three are all specially made, I have them all
We’re going to hollow out the FA, hehe.”
"Is it still empty?" Xu Qinglian looked at the five small trophies lined up in front of her. The golden Arabic numerals on them were so dazzling, showing how many achievements the man had created in the year when she was not around.
"Don't underestimate it. This thing doesn't cost much. But in the past, it was all ready-made for 20 or 30 yuan. Just pour it and paint it. For me, I have to make a special mold. The cost will go up soon?"
Xu Qinglian followed Wang Ai's words with a smile and analyzed: "What's more important is that the mold utilization rate is very low. One day you leave the Premier League, it may take how many years to use it again. One mold is a trophy, and others can use one mold.
Hundreds, right?”
Wang Ai put his hand on his waist: "Farmers have been busy harvesting grain for a year, and I have been busy harvesting trophies for a year. The past year has not been in vain, right?"
Xu Qinglian pursed her lips and looked at the proud man with a smile, then suddenly stretched out her legs and gave a weak kick: "Go for a swim, and then have a good sleep. Leonie will come back in the evening, and Huang Xin will come back too. There will be a lot of excitement in the house, so have a good meal.
"
"It's touched my heart." Wang Ai reached out her hand and touched Xu Qinglian's face happily.
After a while, Wang Ai, who put on his swimming trunks, stood at the water's edge. Under the watchful eyes of his two sons and one daughter, he plunged into the deep water, causing a large splash. The cool water made Wang Ai feel very comfortable and he swam.
After a few back and forth, I was able to focus on three children.
Sisters Xu Qinglian and Zhang Xiuyun by the swimming pool were playing with various historic trophies that Wang Ai had won.
"There are several young artists in the company who are on the rise of their careers." Zhang Xiuyun rubbed the base of the Premier League golden boot: "Someone boldly asked me if I could have some contact with the doctor. Oh, I used to stop him.
, but the day before yesterday, a young man from a certain company sent a manuscript related to Ph.D.”
When Xu Qinglian heard this, she glanced at Zhang Xiuyun: "The more you are a member of your family, the more you have to avoid suspicion. The cleaner the doctor is, the more space he can open up. If you use him to stir up news, you will be inferior."
