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Chapter 391 Professional Spirit (1)

This trip back to China came and went in such a hurry that Wang Ai didn’t even have the chance to appreciate the early summer on the Huangpu River.

Arrive in Shanghai on the evening of the 14th, meet and communicate with the leaders of the General Administration on the morning of the 15th, have a meal together at noon, rest in the afternoon, attend the award ceremony in the evening, and then be invited to attend a cocktail party, accompanied by three Chinese members, to communicate with members from other countries.

I arrived at Pudong Airport early in the morning on the 16th and boarded the plane with a letter of praise.

The newspapers I bought were full of the news that Wang Ai won the World Lawrence Male Athlete of the Year in 2014, and the comments were full of praise for the first individual award awarded by World Lawrence to the football world. Turn on the computer, and there are also comments in various online communities.

There were similar cheers, and the phone was ringing with congratulatory calls from various sponsors.

"You can order more when you renew your contract at the end of the year." Wang Ai stretched out in the first class cabin: "Lion, why aren't you at home? Aren't you annoying me?"

Leonie looked away from the window, looked back at the empty first-class cabin, and then leaned into Wang Ai's ear: "I've had enough fun with your wife."

Wang Ai blinked, turned over and pushed Leonie down: "Let me check to see if you have any extra organs!"

Leonie screamed "Oh oh oh" several times and couldn't get away, so she had to say aggrievedly: "The truth is, your wife has played with me enough."

Feeling that Wang Ai's muscles had relaxed, Leonie was unhappy again: "You get angry when I play with your wife, but you won't get angry when your wife plays with me?"

"No..." Wang Ai was a little confused about the logic here.

Leonie pushed Wang Ai down with a strong force, turned over and pointed at Wang Ai's nose: "Just explain it to me. If you don't understand, I will run away from home!"

Wang Ai held Leonie's finger: "Let me think about it..."

"From a philosophical point of view..." Wang Ai looked into Leonie's eyes: "My wife is the person closest to me in the legal sense, and also the closest verbally. It has nothing to do with facts or feelings. This is what the public understands.

."

"Yeah." Leonie looked fierce, then stared into Wang Ai's eyes.

"So, targeting the wife with insulting words will anger the husband. This has nothing to do with the actual relationship between husband and wife and the essence of the relationship between husband and wife."

"Um?"

"When you say this phrase, what you can expect must be my anger. This is a closely related equation." Wang Ai said smoothly: "On the other hand, if you just said that you have had enough of Qinglian,

You won’t get an angry reaction from me.”

"What if tiger and I switched places?"

"She said the same thing."

Leonie's gray-green eyes rolled: "I mean Tiger is your wife and I am your lover, but it was she who said it just now."

"My reaction is similar, but not that intense." Wang Ai thought for a moment: "My wife and husband are relatively far away from each other recently, but it is still humiliating."

Leonie was finally satisfied: "You pass."

Wang Ai turned over and pressed her down again: "Are you provoking me so that I can subdue you with greater force?"

Leonie's eyes were watery: "No!"

The two were making a fuss when the door to the room rang and the flight attendant came in with a tray. They saw the big star acting like a tiger and a wolf, and they were immediately in a dilemma.

"Hello." Wang Ai straightened up with his face unchanged and his heart not beating.

Leonie trimmed her hair and asked, "Is there any yogurt?"

Two philosophers with excellent psychological quality confused the flight attendant. They didn't know whether the scene they just saw was a hidden secret or some special way of communication between the two.

Wang Ai had no choice but to laugh and explain: "This is my college classmate in Germany. We have worked together for more than ten years and we always like to make trouble like this."

The flight attendant didn’t know whether to believe it or not, but the look on her face showed that she believed it: “Well, can you give me your autograph?”

"Of course." Wang Ai nodded gracefully: "You can also invite your colleagues over if necessary."

The flight attendant left happily. Leonie looked at her and gave Wang Ai a slap in the face: "I will make you always act up regardless of the situation!"

Wang Ai scratched his hair: "Indeed, I always forget, I have to remember it next time. But I can't help it when I see you, it's been two months, you are so cruel!"

"Huang Xin and Kang Si still can't satisfy you?" Leonie came over and pressed Wang Ai's belt: "You wanted to kill me last night."

"Physically, I can. In fact, even a person can do it physically. At most, I can tolerate it a little." Wang Ai hugged Leonie's shoulders and sighed: "But psychologically, I can't. None of you can replace the other. I'm very lucky.

I met a few of you along the way, with white and red flowers and different fragrances. I just want to see you every day, and you who stay with me every day without doing anything."

Leonie snuggled lovingly in Wang Ai's arms for a while before straightening up and taking breakfast. While eating, she said, "How many clubs have contacted you now?"

"It's not summer yet. It's still early. You don't have to rush to get involved in the work. Kangsi and Xiaomei from Tübingen are responsible for it, and it was done easily." Wang Ai also started to eat: "It won't be until May.

It's important, you can relax for a month."

"In the summer, I will stay in Europe, and you take Huang Xin and Kang Si back to China to see your wife."

Wang Ai rolled his eyes: "You can't make it, can you? There will be qualifiers in June, and there will be two games in early September, and there will be training and other things in between."

Leonie heyed twice, and after eating, she suddenly said: "By the way, the five of us have never been together before, right?"

"It was closest when Kangsi visited last summer, but Xiaomei didn't catch up with me in Shenyang at that time. She had just arrived less than a year ago. Unlike you, she followed me early. Our career in Europe is not doing well.

In fact, they came together.”

"In the early days, we didn't have the relationship we have now." Leonie stood up, took the tray outside and came back: "Actually, I'm quite curious, why did you and Qinglian be together for so long but didn't start until we got to London? If I

It's you. I'm afraid we'll be together when you're 15 or 6 years old, or even earlier, especially if your bodies are developing well."

Wang Ai breathed out: "Her ideal state is like you, where you can come and go when you want, absolutely free, instead of being tied to me. But what I always want is this, so we two saw each other.

It took a long time, but in the end, various conditions forced her and squeezed her. She had no place to go and no other choice, so she just stayed with me awkwardly."

"That's it, I was a little reluctant at the last moment." Wang Ai shook her head: "This feeling actually never went away, and then it exploded in 2009. She went to Daqing to retreat for three years before she really figured it out."

Leonie looked at Wang Ai: "So, I am the third party?"

Wang Ai rolled his eyes: "You are the third party in both directions!"

Leonie also rolled her eyes: "That's also because of you!"


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