Sensing that the man's mood suddenly dropped, Xu Qinglian, who was chatting with Ronaldo's second sister, pulled Wang Ai into the discussion. Unfortunately, Wang Ai only loves women and does not like women's hobbies, so the discussion between the two on international fashion trends ended
Wu Shui couldn't understand their excitement at all: isn't it just clothes?
Aren’t clothes just for wearing?
Wearing clothes to keep out the cold can also reduce accidental injuries... Wang Ai followed the train of thought and continued to think about it until the banquet was over, when he went out and got in the car, preparing to spend another empty-handed night in Zurich.
"You really want the trophy." Facing Lake Zurich under the night sky, Xu Qinglian poked Wang Ai: "Dare you?"
"What are you afraid of?" Wang Ai didn't look back: "I've been giving in for two years. Do you think the media's standards for me two years ago are what they are today? It's almost the same."
"Do you think they knew you were giving in?"
"Everyone who is not stupid knows this."
"Do they feel indebted to you?"
"Normal people have it."
"So, can we fight for it?"
Wang Ai put his arm around Xu Qinglian's shoulders: "I haven't thought about it yet."
Xu Qinglian looked at Wang Ai's profile and stretched out her hand: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, we'll still be here for the rest of our lives."
"Sit with me for a while." Wang Ai reached for two chairs and sat down side by side with Xu Qinglian: "My freedom has long been limited to the bedroom. What restricts my rise is not only my opponents who are also rising, but also people's expectations of me.
.Who made me stand out like this? People are looking at me, and naturally they have all kinds of demands on me. This is the price of my fame, all of this..."
Wang Ai shook his head casually and gestured to the luxurious room: "At the cost of all this, I want people to respect me, then I will do things, I want you to feel at ease, and I will continue to move forward... You go back and help me investigate.
Let’s take a look at the mood of Chinese society and see if everyone clearly wants me to win it again.”
"Don't you think about yourself?"
"I was a little impulsive at the time, but now I have calmed down. When I calm down, I will consider the pros and cons instead of preferences and emotions. If everyone feels like me that they have had enough, then forget it. If not or feel that
I should keep fighting for..."
"Then I will accompany you on stage at this time next year?"
"Ha, how can it be so fixed? I can only say that we should start working hard now and mobilize sponsors for activities at the end of the year. Then we have to see what the judges think, and the judges' ideas are related to what our country has done this year.
In short, all that can be decided now is to make a decision, nothing else can be decided."
"There are only two of us in the room, and you still want to be humble to me?"
"Aren't I afraid that your hopes are too high and you won't be able to bear failure?"
"...I haven't accepted the award with you yet." Xu Qinglian rested her head on Wang Ai's shoulder, her eyes lingering on the lake outside the window: "I really shouldn't have left in those three years, I missed a lot."
"Because I missed it, the feeling now is stronger." Wang Ai's arms tightened.
"I still remember the morning you came to my school. It seemed like more than twenty years had passed in the blink of an eye."
"Um……"
"Do you know what my first impression of you was?" Xu Qinglian suddenly laughed: "I thought you were like a fool. You were in a daze when you saw me, then you kept giggling, and then you bought popsicles for everyone. You were so stupid. I still
I comforted myself by saying that I was the top scorer in the college entrance examination, and I was stupid because of my studies."
"That is to say, the smile you gave me that day contained sympathy?" Wang Ai said in surprise.
"It didn't happen later." Xu Qinglian couldn't hide her smile.
"That's how you always looked at me from the beginning? When did it change? Write a letter?"
"It's not that late. You're not really stupid. In fact, when we all chatted together, I knew you were not a fool. You know a lot, especially when you gave me a pen at night. Hehe, I knew you had thoughts about me."
Wang Ai covered his face: "Can't everyone see it?"
"You can tell that I'm a child, what do you think? Who hasn't been a child before? It's just that you did your duty and didn't go out of your way at all, so no one can joke about it."
Wang Ai put down his hand: "Okay, it won't be embarrassing if you don't go out of line anyway. As for my little thoughts, judging from the subsequent development, it should be regarded as a good story. Hey, your elementary school classmates, teachers and so on
Do you want to talk about this?"
"Why don't you say it?" Xu Qinglian put her hands together and sandwiched them between her thighs: "The biggest headache for my junior high school, high school, and elementary school teachers is how to refute the students in the class who use me as an example of puppy love."
Speaking of this, Xu Qinglian turned her head and gave Wang Ai a charming roll of her eyes: "They say that I picked a unique man. Even if I actually did nothing to be picked, there are still many people studying why I was picked. You know.
Why don’t I have a good relationship with girls? It’s because of you, my man is so awesome.”
"Actually..." Wang Ai smiled and thought: "Actually, I'm not that powerful. I mean in the public's mind, I'm still a football star, and in many people's minds, the most powerful thing is to be a high official.
Maybe a lot of people are laughing at me. Why do you still play football if you have such a good foundation? Winning the World Cup once is enough. If I had retired then, I would have started playing now."
"What you said is true. Many people really think so. For example, several of my dad's colleagues said so. There may be many others who think so too. Probably out of jealousy, they finally see your not-so-good side.
Yes? Hehe, but after the Football Association convenes in two days and announces your appointment, they will be dumbfounded. The deputy director of the people's organization is also the deputy director. If you want to change places, it is just a matter of a transfer order, and this
The roads are rising quickly."
"Then will they accuse me of being sinister? That I already had an idea?"
Xu Qinglian looked at Wang Ai, and after Wang Ai reached out his hand, he stood up decisively and sat in Wang Ai's arms: "I can't help it when people make irresponsible remarks. I'm used to it. Alas, which man is talked about by countless people like you? I
stressed!"
"Then you have to try it."
"what!"
"Are you feeling a lot of pressure now?"
Xu Qinglian’s answer is like the sea of flowers blooming in the wild in spring.
Early the next morning, the couple woke up in the cold morning breeze, looking at the picturesque scenery outside the window with nostalgia. Wang Ai went downstairs to exercise as usual, and Xu Qinglian followed this time, and went to the restaurant to wait for Wang Ai on the way.
Ai, the couple had breakfast and went out to board Real Madrid's special plane back to Madrid.
Cristiano Ronaldo has his own private jet. This time he did not go back to Madrid but went to Lisbon. It was nominally to visit his family, but in fact he wanted to cooperate with sponsors to shoot advertisements. It had been decided long ago. The club pretended to be sheepish.
