Reborn on Top of Football Chapter 665

After leaving the last photo of reporters present with red eyes and waving hands holding the trophy, Wang Ai got into the embassy van.

Quietly scary in the car, Schlappner, Kang Si, Xu Qinglian, Huang Xin, Yan Zhu, Zhao Dan, the translator of the embassy, ​​and the driver of the embassy, ​​admired and looked at Wang Ai who was still excited.

After a long while, the vehicle slowly merged into the traffic flow, Xu Qinglian tentatively said: "Director Yuan? The original Chairman Yuan? You, how..."

Wang Ai wiped the tears that overflowed his eyes and smiled and said, "You don't understand."

Seeing that everyone looked puzzled, Wang Ai looked out the window: "Without the guidance of Yuan, I don't have today. When I came back from the junior champion, I couldn't finish the report and advertising for a year. How old was I then? What is it? Any unit is bigger than me, and I dare not listen to anything. What about his old man? He let me go as a joke at the time. If it weren't for Vice Chairman Zhang to secretly tell me the year before last, I would have thought It was my luck. Afterwards, over the years, training, competitions, and activities, I chose to choose how to make it cheap. Why am I an exception? It's because although the old man is retired, his words are still there."

Speaking of this, Wang Ai turned his head and looked at his friends, smiling with tears: "Otherwise, why should I be so arrogant? Why can I concentrate on growing up without interference? No old man will carry it for me, just casually If a'national mission' is deducted, can I resist? I have always wanted to talk to the old man, but I have never dared it. I always feel that I am sorry that the old man gave me something like this."

"But you all..." Huang Xin said with eyes wide open.

Wang Ai shook his head: "Sister, they have won five consecutive championships!"

"Then, take the trophy to his house this time?" Huang Xin smiled.

Wang Ai smiled and shook his head melancholy: "Where is it? I have to go to Australia the day after tomorrow. The AFC Awards Ceremony has been waiting for me for a week. I have to go, and then I have to come back to play in the Premier League immediately. I will go to Milan in winter and again in summer. It's the Olympics..."

"You are still timid." Xu Qinglian analyzed accurately.

"Yes." Wang Ai smirked: "Hope, I hope this call can make up for a little regret for the elderly. Although the Chinese team hasn't rushed out yet, I personally rushed out."

The car had stopped quietly at the door of the embassy. The driver and the translator got out of the car and gave an explanation. Ambassador Zhao also understood that he did not come. Wang Ai adjusted his emotions. Just now, Director Yuan complained about him, saying that he should not call him first, and that he should call the leader first. He doesn't need a retired old man.

Wang Ai turned on his cell phone and began to call Director Liu, Chairman Yan, several vice-chairmen, and direct leaders Lao Feng, Lao Gao, and Lao Liu in turn to report their results. After listening to full ears of praise, he called Xu Genbao, Shen Xiangfu, Mai Chao, Tang Yaodong and other coaches who had brought him to report the good news. After listening to full ears of encouragement, Wang Ai called his parents.

My father and my mother didn't want to be in the limelight, so this time Wang Ai never invited again. He heard the sound of throwing chess pieces on the other side, and he handed over the phone to the neighbor uncle. The uncle was okay. He taught a few words about his old qualifications, but he almost got the uncle's son into a heart attack. The old lady was chatting with a few sisters. After listening to Wang Ai's phone call, she still didn't know which aunt introduced Wang Ai's girlfriend.

After hanging up the phone of his parents, Wang Ai wanted to call Leo Ni and Shi Wenjun again. At this time, Zhao Dan knocked on the window of the car outside. Wang Aishun went to see that the staff of the Chinese Embassy in France had come out. , Lined up outside the gate.

Wang Ai knew that he couldn't call anymore, so Jizhong Shengzhi edited a text message: "I am Wang Ai. I just received the Golden Globe Award, but my wallet was stolen. I am in Paris and have no travel expenses. Quickly send me money!"

Huang Xin, Xu Qinglian, and Kang Si who looked head-to-head opened their eyes wide and grew their mouths. Wang Ai hid a few paws and slapped and pressed a few times, trying to find out from "teammates", "friends", and "colleagues." Looking for someone in the three address books, but one swipe and one click, fucking, group posting!

Wang Ai was shocked. Maybe he called Director Yuan to relieve his long-term psychological burden. He suddenly laughed wildly, and gave them his phone. He smoothed his face, adjusted his clothes, held the trophy, and opened it. The door of the car shut the phone that rang immediately in the car.

The people in the embassy were all at the door, and in two rows, young, old, men, women, elegant, and beautiful faces were all looking at him eagerly. People wanted to say something, but couldn't say it for a while. Looking down this human alley, the queue in the main hall could not be seen at a glance, and some foreigners who came to work were watching the excitement.

This is the new and hot Golden Globe winner!

Wang Ai opened his mouth, just about to take a step, and then stopped, looked around, held the trophy in his arms, and bowed to the people who gave him super courtesy.

At this time, it seemed that the silent state was released, applause rang, and occasionally there were several whistles.

Beside the smiling Ambassador Zhao, a prettiest girl ran out, holding a bunch of flowers, and handing them to Queen Wang Ai. She boldly pulled Wang Ai's skirt. Wang Ai thought she was going to talk to herself, so she bent down. Go, as a result, mua!

Wang Ai hid in "scare" behind me, two girlfriends in the car behind me!

Shaking hands and hugging all the way, Wang Ai came to Ambassador Zhao, and Ambassador Zhao took Wang Ai's hand: "Come, introduce some friends to you."

It turned out that not only the embassy staff, but also representatives of Chinese-funded enterprises, overseas Chinese, overseas students, and even ambassadors from two friendly countries came to congratulate them.

Today is not only Wang Ai's festival and Chinese football festival, but also a festive day for the Chinese Embassy in France. The embassy has specially prepared a cocktail party to celebrate the Golden Globe Award for Chinese athlete Wang Ai!

Wang Ai suddenly understood that he is basically a tool man today...but such a tool man, please let me be a few more times!

Taking photos, greetings, shaking hands, and chatting, how does Wang Ai have been a volunteer in the diplomatic service for many years. This set is also very familiar, but I can see three women who take turns on the phone and look at them while eating. .

Wang Ai's messy group texting has caused a mess of many domestic units. In the past few years, there hasn't been any fraudulent text messages for "playing money", and my mind quickly understood, Wang Ai is still short of money? He really has no money, he can travel the world with a brush!

But some impatiently call directly to ask, and some pretend to be impatient and want to take the opportunity to talk to Wang Ai, such as his friends in the press, who are all from this account.

Chapter end