Right at the entrance of the big pool, everyone was wearing shorts, draped, carrying, and rolling towels. No one needed to organize them. They naturally stood in four rows with Wang Ai and Dong Fangzhuo as the center. The first row was really squatting.
Sitting, Zhao Xuri deliberately took off his slippers from Wang Ai's feet and put them under his buttocks, waving happily to the camera.
Wang Ai, who lent his bodyguard to the national team as soon as the competition arrived, looked around and found that everyone was standing, so he nodded to Qian Ziqiang on the other side. The phone in Qian Ziqiang's hand rang naturally, and then rang again for a while.
He said he should choose the most beautiful one.
After arriving at the hotel, Qian Ziqiang posted the selected photos in the "2017 Russian Federation Cup" group. Xu Qinglian took the phone and said in surprise: "You also took the photos?"
"You also took the photo?" Wang Ai also said in surprise.
Xu Qinglian snorted: "We are smart and take pictures every time. Alas, your muscles are the prettiest."
"right?"
"Zhao Xuri's is not bad either."
Wang Ai's face darkened, Xu Qinglian turned to look at Wang Ai, and then looked at her phone. Wang Ai turned over angrily and found Xu Qinglian's phone, but it was snatched away: "Why don't you let me see it? You all care about us.
Got it!"
“Can men look at women the same as women look at men?”
"Why is it different?" Wang Ai frowned: "Isn't it sexy?"
"...I won't let you see it!" Xu Qinglian lied and threw Wang Ai's cell phone back to him: "Every muscle rod is greasy! Disgusting! Who cares to look at it?"
"You like touching it." Wang Ai muttered and took back his phone, but was unexpectedly kicked by Xu Qinglian.
How fast is Wang Ai? He caught it without waiting for his feet to be retracted, and then the tiger became embarrassed. The more he struggled, the more embarrassed he became... Finally, he just lay down and said: "I am a dead fish!"
"You said it, a dead fish is not allowed to breathe!"
At dawn, the international players went downstairs to the restaurant. Since the semi-finals were still in Sochi and at the First Stadium, the Chinese team did not have to travel back and forth. Russia is too big. Although the competition venues are all in Western Europe, Moscow,
The big triangle of Sochi and St. Petersburg is almost as big as Europe, and it only takes half a day by plane.
The next game is on the 29th, the day after tomorrow, so today is a day off. The national team organized everyone to go to the Black Sea to relax. Of course, they booked an inconspicuous resort for the day, including an inconspicuous beach.
Everyone has travel experience in China, but they are not specialized in traveling. For example, when Wang Ai attends various business activities, he will also arrange relaxation sessions. He spends half a day or an hour or two in scenic spots, so he has a lot of fun.
.But in foreign countries, everyone is very careful, and the collective nature only has the opportunity during the World Series. For example, during the last tournament in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, I spent half a day playing at the beach.
Both men and women cherished this opportunity. Facing the calm and boundless Black Sea, rows of beach chairs were set up. At first, there were a group of men and a group of women, and then it became a group of couples. Now Wang
Ai felt uncomfortable because he brought two women with him...
Kang Si seemed to have expected it. After Xu Qinglian's smiling gaze made Wang Ai at a loss, he got up and asked the resort owner for dozens of kvass. Wang Ai then remembered that Kang Si's identity in the national team was a translator.
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Currently, there are only two women with public positions in the national team. Leonie is the deputy team leader and Kangsi is the translator. Wang Ai began to think about how to give Huang Xin and Shi Wenjun an identity...otherwise it would be difficult to take them out.
As I was thinking about it, I fell asleep.
When he woke up, the sea in front of him was covered with golden light. As the sun set, his teammates were playing beach football. The women were talking in twos and threes, watching the fun, or discussing souvenirs. Wang Ai was surrounded only by Zhang Guang and Zhang Guang, who was stupid and thick-faced.
Serious Liu Liang.
Jin Yuanyu and Su Shi took family leave, Li Lin temporarily transferred two new security guards, Zhao Dan also took family leave, Qian Ziqiang arrested the boss, they are all full-time security lent to the national team by Wang Ai, and Leo
Ni, like Kangsi, has a quota, and Wang Ai pays for all travel expenses, and he doesn't get any salary, so he needs a legal status.
Fortunately, as long as Wang Ai plays as a member of the national team, the safety factor is extremely high, and there is no need to worry too much about safety issues.
After the Confederations Cup is over, Wang Ai will have a month to prepare for the World Championships. At that time, Zhang Guang and Liu Liang can change shifts and go home to visit relatives. In August, they will meet up in London, and then almost to Madrid.
Each of the guards has about a month of family leave.
But Wang Ai himself was in trouble. The World Championships ended in mid-August. Considering his physical condition, Wang Ai did not register for the 4×100 on the 11th. He only participated in the 100 meters and long jump on the 4th and 5th. The first round of La Liga was
August 19th, there are only 14 days in between. Whether it is to reunite with his family or work for sponsor bosses, Wang Ai has to go back to China, which will take a week anyway. Then, he will not be able to participate in Real Madrid's pre-season games.
Up.
When he thought of this, Wang Ai turned over with his eyes closed, grabbed a corner of the towel and covered his face, deciding to sleep for a while longer.
Mi Mihu was kicked in the butt. Wang Ai turned around irritably and found that Xu Qinglian was looking at him with a smile, not caring about his fierce gaze: "Still sleeping? It's time to eat, and there will be a bonfire party in the evening."
Wang Ai slept softly all over. After sitting up, he still felt tired: "What should you eat tonight?"
"Seafood, isn't it your favorite? Kang Si said that we will also prepare caviar tonight, which is pure black seafood."
Seeing that Wang Ai was still listless, Xu Qinglian sat next to him: "Everyone is going to have a show tonight, what are you going to do? The bonfire party won't be lively without a show."
"What can I do?" Wang Ai stared: "In addition to playing football, I also write papers. What do you think I should perform?"
Xu Qinglian chuckled: "You should act like a leader giving a speech. You have the highest administrative level. Oh no, you are the only one with an administrative level."
"You'd better let me go." Wang Ai leaned back and lay down again.
"Hurry up, it's time to eat, don't make everyone wait for you." Xu Qinglian pulled Wang Ai up.
After eating a seafood feast, Wang Ai felt that every fold in his digestive tract was moisturized, and his physical and mental state felt much better. Judging from everyone's looks, it should be pretty good to have nothing to do for this day.
Wang Ai leaned on Xu Qinglian's shoulder under the firelight: "I'm a little annoyed."
Xu Qinglian hugged her knees and looked at the opposite side: "We envy them both."
Wang Ai followed Xu Qinglian's gaze and saw Dong Fangzhuo and his girlfriend not far away smiling happily.
