Reborn on top of football

Wang Ai heyed twice, carried Huang Xin onto the bed, put her next to Xu Qinglian, lowered her head, and faced Huang Xin's pale face.After watching it for a long time, she moved away and smiled in her ear: "I'll forgive you today, take a good rest."

After finishing speaking, Wang Ai bent down to pick up Kangsi again, and also put her on the bed.Of course the presidential suite is not cold, but lying on the ground or on the sofa is uncomfortable anyway.

After covering the three of them with quilts, Wang Ai went to the bathroom to wash up and change clothes. Before going out, he glanced at the Golden Globe trophy, which was shining more and more in the morning light, and walked towards the door with a silent smile.

"what are you doing"

Huang Xin made a sound, Xu Qinglian was still lying on her stomach, but turned her head to the side, Kang Si rubbed her eyes, and all three of them woke up.

Wang Ai turned around and smiled: "It's a new day."

After closing the door, Wang Ai raised his head and smiled silently.The bathrobe fell apart as soon as you moved it. Huang Xin was not as big as Xu Qinglian, but it was still upright, delicate and cute.

The morning breeze was blowing, and Wang Ai walked briskly. There was no training requirement this morning, just to protect the biological clock, so he came back in half an hour.

Originally, I planned to peep at the beauty's sleeping position, but I didn't expect that the three of them had already woken up and tidied up neatly.At this time, Shilapna and the guards also came over, Wang Ai had to give up his bad taste, and everyone went downstairs to have breakfast together.Then, meeting up with teammates, bosses, managers, there's plenty of work ahead of him in London.

Today at Stamford Bridge, there was a Chelsea fan meeting, specially set up for the first Mr. Golden Globe trained by himself in the history of the team. This is another peak moment in the club's century-old history.

At the airport, on the road, and at Stamford Bridge, fans escorted and reporters chased all the way.The Blues opened the stadium for free today, and because it was a working day, many people who were not Chelsea fans also got together to witness the first Golden Globe trophy "acquired" by the City of London.

If it wasn't for Wang Ai's departure, London's honorary citizens would dare to think about it; if he hadn't rejected it last year, he must be one of the royal honors

Wang Ai returned to Cobham's home exhausted after being busy until the lights came on.Although he didn't drink alcohol today and had some free time, he was too tired, and his lively beauties were also tired, so Wang Ai didn't have any idea of ​​being charming, so he went upstairs to sleep after exercising for an hour.

The next morning, Wang Ai came to the Chinese embassy in the UK with a bright smile, holding his trophy and wearing his "Valentino" brand youth clothes.Since it was already the second day, and British social culture was not as romantic and sentimental as France, the "courtesy" was reduced, at least there was no big fanfare lining up outside the door to welcome them.

This also made Wang Ai secretly relieved, the pressure was too great.

However, the programs in the embassy are exactly the same as those in the French embassy. There are also overseas Chinese, Chinese-funded institutions, representatives of overseas students, and envoys from friendly countries. It is also a reception.Wang Ai almost went through the same process, and it was only after almost all the outsiders left that he could calm down and have a good meal.

It was not until this time that Ambassador Fu showed Wang Ai the various newspapers published in China today, and turned on the TV to play the clips from last night. The host informed the people of the whole country as soon as possible in the form of "good news" The news that Wang Ai won the Golden Globe Award, and even attached a one-and-a-half-minute Golden Globe feature film.

In addition, the General Administration of Sport of China, the All-China Sports Federation, and the National Olympic Organizing Committee once again jointly sent a congratulatory message to Wang Ai. The congratulatory message was equally enthusiastic, with both encouragement and expectations.Although somewhat stylized, the excitement of the drafter can still be tasted between the lines.After all, football is the number one sport, with fans from all walks of life and in every corner.

In the evening, Wang Aicai took various gifts, newspapers, and congratulatory messages to bid farewell to Ambassador Fu and other leaders and colleagues.

Returning home in a hurry, Kang Si and Yan Zhu had already packed up. They have been busy for the past few days, so in order to ensure that they are energetic, Zhao Dan and Tang Mudan accompanied Wang Ai out during the day.When they set off for Australia at night, Xu Qinglian's bodyguard Liu Dingxiang was temporarily transferred to replace Zhao Dan.

A group of four hurried to Heathrow Airport, passed through the VIP passage, and Wang Ai, wearing a baseball cap and ski goggles, quietly appeared in the first-class cabin.

As soon as Wang Ai's face appeared, he attracted the attention of the whole cabin.Although he covered up, his big photos were overwhelming, but fortunately people still kept the last trace of caution and politeness, just watching.

Wang Ai originally wanted to be quiet, but this scene also made him a little dazed.He wasn't sure if everyone had denied it, and he wasn't sure if he should quietly go to sleep in his own place or greet everyone first.

At this time, a golden-haired girl who was about four years old jumped off the chair, ran to Wang Ai in a few steps, and raised her head: "wiwi, is that you?"

Wang Ai smiled, which was completely exposed, and low laughter rang out in the airport.He put his hands on his knees and looked at the girl: "No, it's not me."

Although the girl was a little puzzled, she was easy to fool after all: "Then, I'm sorry sir."

After finishing speaking, she ran back, and her mother was so happy that she couldn't hold back anymore.Wang Ai had no choice but to shout behind him: "Hey, girl, look back."

The running girl stopped suspiciously, turned around and saw the tall man in the cabin aisle, took off his baseball cap and sunglasses with a smile, and waved to her.

The girl made an exaggerated expression of opening her eyes and inhaling, looked back at her mother, then ran back screaming and threw herself into Wang Ai's arms, yelling i's non-stop.

Passengers applauded, whistled, shook hands, hugged, congratulated, and posed for photos.Wang Ai carried the child around, and finally handed it to her mother.When she was about to leave, the girl was still tugging on his clothes under the urging of her mother in a low voice. Wang Ai smiled, took off the baseball cap on his head and put it on the child's head. Unfortunately, it was too big, and it hit his chin, so he had to put the brim of the hat on. Turning to the back, she revealed her surprised little face.

After thinking about it, Wang Ai took off the ski goggles from his forehead and put them on the child's hand: "Pinocchio dare not lie anymore, this is a gift from him."

The sunset was red, the cabin gradually became quiet, and Wang Ai went to bed early.

More than ten hours later, the plane landed in Sydney. After saying goodbye to the people, Wang Ai got out of the airport and got into the van rented by the Football Association. Zhang Jilong sat in the co-pilot's seat with a big smile and turned his head: "Xiao Wang, congratulations."

"Why did you come in person?"

"Are you a great hero? If you didn't have time to go back to the country, the leaders of the family would have picked you up at the airport."

"Then it's just fine if I don't go back." Wang Ai said happily: "Take me as a lamb skewer."

Zhang Jilong deliberately teased Wang Ai: "It's not like I didn't take it"

Wang Ai didn't drink at the moment, rolled his eyes and said: "You bullied me and didn't sleep well? If you really want to cheat me like this, then I would rather go back with the trophy than someone else."