Ma Dong stopped Wang Ai's idea of opening the door and walking out... If he hadn't always played a bad role, the two of them would not have been able to be so good with each other with such a big gap in status. But he knew that Wang Ai was concerned about safety issues.
Much attention.
Just across the fence gate, Wang Ai greeted and chatted with hundreds of Chinese fans. Thanks to his height of 192 centimeters, he could clearly see hundreds of faces near and far, with the help of his gaze and gestures.
Try not to neglect anyone, and the atmosphere gradually changes from frenzy to fun.
Through the gaps in the fence, he kept receiving jerseys, shirts, and sneakers from fans. Wang Ai kept talking and signing autographs. Occasionally, he would also catch the football flying from above his head. Most of the time, he talked with his mouth.
Signing on the hand and bouncing the ball over the head.
When they were about to leave, a female fan who was about forty years old pushed her way through a group of gentlemen and waved a small square box at Wang Ai with a ribbon carefully tied on it: "Wang Ai, Wang Ai!"
When Wang Ai heard the sound, she turned around and felt interesting, so she walked over again, looked at the arms and the small box that she stretched out, and pointed with her finger: "What are you doing, proposing?"
The eldest sister heard the sound and laughed heartily: "I don't dare, my husband practices Sanda."
Everyone burst into laughter, and Wang Ai took the small box with both hands: "Can you open it?"
The eldest sister's words were drowned in the encouragement of all the gentlemen. Wang Ai gently removed the ribbon and opened the lid of the small box. Sure enough, there was an unpretentious dark gold ring. Since Wang Ai received it from a fan many years ago,
After wearing the ring and winning the domestic competition with it, this incident became one of the famous "Wang Ai allusions" and was often talked about. Even the fans who originally gave Wang Ai the ring were dug out.
, appeared on TV several times to review this interesting past event.
So over the years, fans have always given Wang Ai various rings. Wang Ai has expressed his gratitude on various occasions, but the gifts still keep coming. Some even give big diamond rings. I don’t know what they think. Among them
Expensive ones are just like other gifts. Wang Ai attaches a signed letter and sends them back, but a large number of ordinary rings are difficult to deal with. Wang Ai himself said at the time: "I only want gifts that are less than 20 yuan."
It has been almost ten years since I said this, and Wang Ai did not increase the price. Fans knew that, so they stuck with it. In the end, Wang Ai had five to six hundred rings of various types in his hands. It was really useless.
I had no choice but to display them once... I spread all kinds of rings on the velvet in the collection room of his Haidian home to show that my house couldn't fit them all.
"They are all gifts from fans with their body temperature, infinite good hopes and wishes. I really can't bear to waste them, but there are too many for me to take care of." Wang Ai joked to the camera at the time: "How about you donate more to me?
A house, so I can keep the ring specially. Oh, by the way, you'd better donate someone to me for safekeeping."
Since then, the phenomenon of fans giving Wang Ai gifts of fire rings has dissipated, and has even become a taboo: Wang Ai specifically mentioned it, and anyone who gave it to anyone else was deliberately trying to make things difficult for Wang Ai.
In Wang Ai's impression, he had not received any more messages in the past three years, so he casually joked about it as soon as he saw it today. He planned to use a joke to fool this matter and prepare for the return. He said he would not accept it anymore.
The fans also said it for him, and he couldn't help but violate it, especially when many fans were holding up their mobile phones to take pictures of him.
He picked up the ring and admired it in the sunlight for a moment. This was a replica of the Lord of the Rings ring that could be bought casually. The slanted letters were exactly the same. After looking at it, he put the ring down in the small box. Wang Ai was ready to hand it back.
I have all my words ready: I'm sorry, I don't have any room at home...
But just when Wang Ai was about to take action, the eldest sister said with a nostalgic look on her face: "My son bought this before. He was your fan and planned to give it to you. But then he kept it at home after reading what you said.
.”
Wang Ai looked around her eldest sister and asked curiously: "Where is my brother in your family?"
"I can't come." The eldest sister said relieved: "She died two months ago."
Wang Ai was startled: "Sacrifice?"
"Well, originally he had saved up money to watch the World Cup. Unfortunately, I, as a mother, could only understand his wishes for him." Speaking of this, the eldest sister said a little embarrassedly: "I found this when I was packing his belongings.
, I was just wondering if I could give it to you. Fortunately, President Song helped me. It doesn’t matter if it’s inconvenient for you, just take care of it. My son doesn’t expect anything to happen, it’s just a thought.”
Wang Ai retracted his stretched out arm, nodded and said: "Okay."
When the eldest sister saw that Wang Ai had given up, the same brilliant smile appeared on her face: "Okay, little Wang'er, let's play hard and give the Chinese people some credit!"
Wang Ai smiled and nodded: "Okay."
The eldest sister waved to Wang Ai and turned around to squeeze out of the crowd. Wang Ai looked at her back and turned to glance at Ma Dong. Ma Dong understood and opened the fence door after Wang Ai turned and left.
"How do you feel?" Wang Ai held a small box in his pocket and put his arm around Wu Lei's shoulders.
"It's quite surprising."
"Who told you this?" Wang Ai smiled and said: "I'm asking you how it feels to watch a superstar receive compliments and gifts from fans. You have been so obedient for so long, but you haven't received a single gift, and you don't even seem to be recognized.
?”
"Envy." Wu Lei said it bluntly.
"Yeah." Wang Ai responded and continued to walk forward: "When I was a child, I watched Romario play, and I was very envious when I saw him receiving cheers from the fans. Are you 22 today?"
"Mao Sui 23." Wu Lei replied curiously.
Wang Ai looked at him and smiled: "Although many people say that I should have no regrets, in fact, I still want to go back to your age, because I feel that I can do better."
"Seven consecutive Golden Globe Awards?"
Wang Ai laughed loudly and said no more. The purpose of stimulation has been achieved. Wang Ai will not interfere with what Wu Lei will do next or how he will develop. After all, there are other people's interests to consider and their actual situation. Change it.
Wang Ai and he have changed places, and I am afraid that he will not make the decision to leave easily.
During dinner, Ma Dong came to Wang Ai's table with a serious face: "Confirmed."
Wang Ai listened quietly to Ma Dong's narration in a low voice, tapping the small box of the ring with his right hand through his trouser pocket, and Wu Lei, who was sitting at the same table as Wang Ai, introduced what happened to his teammates at the same table in a low voice.
After Ma Dong finished speaking, Wang Ai spoke: "What does the coaching staff mean?"
"I haven't asked yet, but it's customary for things like this to be a personal matter for the players."
Wang Ai nodded when he heard the sound, took out his right hand and placed the ordinary small box on the dining table, opened it, took the ring and gently put it on the index finger of his right hand, just like the Lord of the Rings.
