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Chapter 537: Seeing Nanshan leisurely (7)

In the unremarkable third round of the Champions League group stage, Real Madrid suddenly danced a lively flamenco on the streets of the cold small city of Pilsen in the Czech Republic. This piece of news went viral the next day... This was the first time for Wang Ai

It is classified as entertainment news section in global communication.

On this day, all social networking sites around the world recommended this 11-minute dance as a headline recommendation. It is roughly estimated that it has been viewed by more than 2 billion people. This is without some people noticing. Not only the level of attention

Far more than the game, it also brought fierce heat to the city of Pilsen.

People don't know what artistic charm this mediocre, rundown town in Central Europe has that can inspire Wang Ai.

The lucky street artist was immediately dug out and will probably recount the night's adventure over and over again.

Wang Ai's dance has been praised by all walks of life: Netizens think that as a sports star who has never shown artistic talent, it is rare to have such complete dance skills while fighting on two fronts. Artists think

Although Wang Ai's dance has technical flaws, its expressiveness is perfect, and her eyes and movements are perfectly coordinated. Especially this special scene is so artistic. The art editors of the TV station think: the cold background, the shabby streets,

The depressed artist and the two young people dancing passionately form a picture of wonderful contrast.

This is enough to show that the charm of art transcends material things.

"I'm just having fun." Wang Ai showed his hands to the difficult Marcelo on the bus to the Pilsen City Stadium: "This city feels like a couple that I missed in the crowd.

, many years later, when my hair is gray, I will wander the streets of the past, looking for the laughter of the past."

Marcelo stared with ignorant eyes, not understanding at all.

"Do you know how to samba? We can dance together..."

Before Marcelo finished speaking, he was pushed aside by Isco. He looked at Wang Ai enthusiastically: "Doctor, when will you learn flamenco? This is the pride of our Spain, and you dance too well.

alright."

Wang Ai shook his head: "Unprofessional."

"My professional actions are better than yours, but my enthusiasm is hard to describe. As you just said, you are influenced by the temperament of this small town. It comes from the heart and is very contagious. I felt it immediately after seeing it.

Your intentions, your feelings."

Wang Ai looked at the enthusiastic Isco with some confusion: "What do you mean..."

"Can you dance for us again? Let us feel your artistic appeal up close..."

The audience in the front row with their ears pricked up immediately turned around and started cheering. Zidane also watched happily. Wang Ai was surrounded by everyone and couldn't hide him: "You want to see me dance, right? Win the championship."

"That's too far." Isco was dissatisfied: "It'll have to be next summer."

"Then go back and study my videos!" Wang Ai laughed.

Obviously, there are very few things happening in the small town of Pilsen that attract global attention, or it has never happened, so when Wang Ai came to the stadium, he was almost treated like a host. Many young fans imitated his dance moves in the stands.

To attract his attention, Wang Ai could only smile and wave his hands and quickly retreated to his bench, planning not to play this game.

The teammates are very awesome, 60.

Wang Ai didn't go out anymore that night. He only answered the phone, which was required on the black mobile phone... Xu Qinglian was weird: "Ah? Can you dance? Kang Si's guidance is good?"

Leonie was full of complaints: "Why should I have a baby? I should always be by your side!"

Huang Xin joked: "Congratulations, Wang Chaoju, you have crossed over again. Today, several program teams from the three central TV stations called to invite you."

The little beauty simply said: "Can you know folk dance?"

Wang Ai's reply was sent directly to the group: "Why do I make a fuss every three days? The infighting at Real Madrid just ended a few days ago? Are you here again? Do I have an eye-catching physique?"

Everyone has said that the eye-catching physique is not obvious, but the actor's physique is quite sufficient. If your dance is not so beautiful, it does not happen so suddenly, and the audience's performance is not so natural, of course there will not be such a high popularity.

In addition to family members, the main ones are the friends I have come into contact with, including some "colleagues" who have become closer after long-term cooperation with various higher-level units, such as those from the Youth Development Foundation... People also don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything, but this matter

It was so funny, so I just called and joked a few words.

Fortunately, the leaders are more thoughtful. Of course, they may be too busy to care about such a trivial matter, otherwise Wang Ai would be even more tired from answering the phone.

The only thing to be happy about is the calls from sponsors. Every time Wang Ai makes a move, the sponsors follow the car to make a fortune. This is like a small surprise after confirming a relationship, which will make the relationship between the two parties tighter and tighter.

The deeper.

Two days after returning to Madrid, before the whole team went to Celta Vigo for an away game, Ramos met Wang Ai in the parking lot after training, made a gesture and boarded Wang Ai's bulletproof car, and the two talked alone.

Seven or eight minutes.

Wang Ai saw Ramos off the car, both of them smiling.

"We didn't talk about anything." Wang Ai deliberately teased Marissa on the way home: "You go home and report to Kangsi and see if she can guess it."

"Maybe Lucia has been in a bad mood lately?" Marissa simply let go of the topic and talked about something else.

After returning home, Wang Ai advised Kangsi: "Actually, many Chinese fans know you and your identity as a princess, but the official publicity is not very public, and we don't say much about it. In addition, because you have always been a civilian, everyone has forgotten about it.

Actually, if you think about it, you are a Greek princess conferred by the Spanish royal family, and the Kingdom of Greece has long since disappeared and belongs to a declining royal family. As a consecrated princess from a declining royal family, aren’t you just like ordinary people? You are nothing more than a short-term person.

It’s just status. So this is just a lively moment, do what you should do, and everyone will get used to it. How many shoe-repair dukes are there in the British House of Lords, right?"

Seeing that Kangsi became happy, Marissa guessed riddles with him.

"He recognized your chief status and right to decide the attack?" Kang Si looked at Wang Ai: "You recognized his captain status and promised not to take it away?"

Wang Ai applauded: "Awesome!"

"Really?" Marissa exclaimed, "You two reached an agreement in such a short time?"

Wang Ai shrugged: "Otherwise? How complicated can it be? The competition between the two of us has started at the beginning of the season. We have been fighting until now. If he doesn't admit defeat, why is he waiting? I just danced casually in the away game two days ago.

He has become a global hot topic, can he do it? This is the real status in football. If he doesn't bow his head and doesn't need me to say anything, the club will have to consider selling him."

Kangsi added: "There can only be one leader in the locker room."


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