"Look at him, he actually fell asleep with a smile on his face."
After all, Huang Xin, who was a little worried about her health, woke up unexpectedly early, and was also worried that her little beauty would also wake up. In the end, she saw Wang Ai leaning on Kang Si's shoulder with a tired aunt's smile on her face.
"Isn't he tired? He's sweating." As she said this, the little beauty shook her hand in disgust, as if to get rid of Wang Ai's sweat dripping on her body.
"Men have this mechanism. The more tired they are, the more comfortable they feel." Huang Xin said lively.
The little beauty spread her hands and was about to say something when her hand was suddenly grabbed. Wang Ai still had her eyes closed: "That's enough for you two."
As soon as she finished speaking, the little beauty lost her center of gravity and fell on the bed. Wang Ai used his strength to bounce up from the bed: "You two should take a nap to recuperate your mind and stay with me tonight. You two were very listless last night."
Watching Wang Aifeng running into the bathroom like a wind, the two of them looked at each other: "It's a perpetual motion machine."
An hour and a half later, Wang Ai was sweating profusely and just walked into his yard. The little beauty came over with a strange look on her phone, holding on to her cell phone: "There's something wrong."
Wang Ai held the ball bag in his arms and wiped the salt particles on his neck with his other hand. The little beauty scratched his skin a little bit last night and was stung at the moment: "What's the matter? Let's talk about it after dinner."
It seems you are not in a hurry."
"Well, I'm not in a hurry, but it's just a little strange." The little beauty felt guilty when she saw Wang Ai's actions. She didn't dare to say anything and turned around to accompany Wang Ai and walked in: "Yindu Agency contacted Beyond Entertainment and said that there are two people in Hong Kong.
Want to come and see you."
"Oh, see you." Wang Ai replied casually, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly felt something was wrong: "Who is it? Ordinary people don't have to bother so much. Also, Yindu Organization... Oh, I remembered, Hong Kong Literary and Art Front
Representative of the left, right? Our people, right?”
The little beauty thought for a while: "Yes."
At this time, the two of them walked into the door, and Wang Ai waved his hands: "I feel uncomfortable, so I'm going to take a shower first. If you can't decide, please discuss it with them first."
After saying that, Wang Ai went upstairs without looking back. When he met Xu Qinglian, he deliberately blocked her from going downstairs. In the end, he took a bite out of her face before knocking her down.
Feeling so refreshed that he could fly up to the room with just one kick, Wang Ai walked into the restaurant easily, found his seat, dragged the dinner plate and got up to pick up a bunch of vegetables. After sitting down, he pulled over a pile of the dishes he had just returned from.
I start reading the newspapers I bought and read them while eating. Often, by the time the meal is over, the main newspapers have been browsed.
As for foreign newspapers, if they are printed locally in Madrid, you can also read them. If not, you can only browse the electronic version online, or ask assistants to help collect them.
The goal in yesterday's game indeed aroused unanimous praise from the critics, who all called it "the best performance of the world footballer". Of course, due to Wang Ai's too many similar performances, the critics, like the fans, have some aesthetics.
I was tired and didn't sing much loudly.
It was almost time to eat, and Wang Ai had finished reading the newspaper, and then he remembered what the little beauty said just now: "By the way, why was it you who told me, not Kang Si?"
The little beauty glanced at the smiling Kang Si: "She is not familiar with things in Hong Kong. Those two people are the only ones my age who understand their influence better."
As soon as he said this, Huang Xin also laughed, and Wang Ai finally became interested: "Who is it?"
"Andy Lau, Aaron Kwok." After finishing speaking, the little beauty stared at Wang Ai closely.
Wang Ai was stunned: "Them? I have nothing to do with them."
Stared by Wang Ai's doubtful eyes, the little beauty was very frustrated: "Four Heavenly Kings, why are you so calm?"
Wang Ai grinned: "Maybe it's because I'm not your age?"
The little beauty jumped up and gave Wang Ai a slap. She really jumped up, otherwise she wouldn't be able to reach... It's not that she's not tall enough, it's because the dining table is relatively big.
After being slapped by someone, Wang Ai finally reacted: "Oh, that's right. In the field of literature and art in Greater China, the two of them are considered to be at the top. Well, they are one level lower than me, but they are still very powerful.
, especially in... Well, we, the generation born in the 1980s, yes, when I was a child, his love-making water was released on the street."
"Do you still remember this?" Huang Xin said in surprise: "How old were you at that time?"
"You are 8 years old, and you are about to graduate from elementary school."
Huang Xin curled her lips: "I was already 16 at that time. I was a young and invincible beautiful girl. Oh, idol! They are both."
Wang Ai nodded: "No wonder."
Just when the women were about to have another attack, Wang Ai quickly added: "Actually, your life is complete. I didn't have time to worship idols when I was a boy. Not even football stars. I didn't watch many. I should worship idols."
When I started playing professionally, I could see and hear him, and I no longer had the aura of being an idol."
Several women pouted. If you hadn't admitted that you were born again, we would have believed you.
"Okay, what are they doing here?" Wang Ai said and got back to business.
Hearing the word "them two" still felt uncomfortable, the little beauty decided not to satisfy Wang Ai's curiosity for the time being: "Qinglian, who is the star you admire in your age group?"
When Xu Qinglian was named, she thought for a while: "Maybe it's Jay Chou? I don't know for sure, but you should know that I met him when I was supposed to be a celebrity admirer, and then I chased after him desperately. How could I have time to listen to music? You still gave me extra lessons.
Got through."
The little beauty shook her head helplessly: "Okay, if you weren't so crazy back then, I'm afraid you wouldn't have the chance to become a sports star or an academic star. When Yindu's organization contacted Beyond Entertainment, they didn't make it too clear, so they just said that these two people,
Well, anyway, they want to come and see you and ask if it is convenient for you to receive them."
"Then?" Wang Ai raised his eyebrows.
"That's what Anika said." The little beauty said helplessly: "What Anika means is that although these two celebrities have a wide audience, they are outdated after all. Oh my, I am really angry after hearing this word. Anyway, that's what it means.
It’s the most mainstream. If you want to meet, you can meet. If you don’t want to, just go back. Anyway, we and Yin are in the middle, so we will handle it well."
Wang Ai pushed away the plate and stood up: "Ask Anika...forget it, contact the person in charge of this matter at Yindu Organization in person and ask what it means. Although we have nothing to do with Yindu Organization
Although they are affiliated, they are in the same camp after all. They have been working very hard in Hong Kong in the past few years, so we will try our best to help if we can."
The little beauty nodded and saw Wang Ai taking the plate to the dishwasher. She continued to explain: "In short, the point is that we need to understand the true attitude of Yindu Organization, and it is best to understand them...
…Well, the true intentions of the two senior stars.”
