Reborn on Top of Football

"Wang Qiao?" Kang Si said again and pursed her lips: "I, my mission has been completed, I don't want the child to continue, can, can..."

"Yes, yes." Wang Ai quickly comforted: "I just didn't expect you to think this way, let me think about it, I actually still have a backup. Well, Wang Xin, new old new?"

Kang Si suddenly laughed, facing the questioning eyes of Wang Ai and Leoni, she explained with a smile: "When I think of calling my child Xinxin and Xinxin in the future, it's like calling Miss Huang Xin, so I think it's funny. How about you How about another one? It’s best to have three characters.”

Wang Ai thought for a moment: "Wang Beihai, how is it?"

"The North Sea, the North Sea..." Kang Si smiled and raised her upper body and gave Wang Ai a kiss: "We met in the North Sea."

Leonie, whose eyeballs were dripping and turning straight, coughed and interrupted the friendship between the two: "Kangsi, if you think it's okay, you can meet the foreign affairs personnel of the two countries. I've been waiting for a while."

"Okay." Kang Si glanced at the delivery room, and nodded after everything was packed.

From the second day on, Wang Ai called on various leaders. What’s interesting is that compared with some Spanish specialties brought by Wang Ai, such as fruit, ham, olive oil, etc., the leaders’ rebates were more expensive. In the words of Director Yuan: "It has been more than 60 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and we are still thinking about Liu Changchun. Of course we should not forget the great achievements of our predecessors, but our descendants should also make progress. Now you have this opportunity! Don't say give it to you For food, I can give you a month's salary!"

It is not the attitude of Director Yuan, it is the attitude of all the leaders Wang Ai visited, even if they are not from the sports department. When the track and field center received Wang Ai's application to go to Shenyang alone for training, the green light was given again: the track and field team participated in the Rio Olympics. There are hundreds of famous generals, and only Wang Ai is allowed to train alone!

For this reason, Director Du signed a military order at the internal discussion meeting, guaranteeing Wang Ai!

"Wang Ai's two records in the National Games and the World Championships came in this way. Besides, Liaozu is still Wang Ai's own industry. He is completely free from financial control. We only need to provide professional guidance on what is best to use. .”

Before the faintly thunderous Rio drum was about to sound, Wang Ai hosted several old friends from the Academy of Social Sciences on the last night of bj. A few poor people went to Wang Ai Haidian's house to follow up the Grand View Garden, but they were much worse than Grandma Liu, they didn't bring any gifts, and they were eccentric.

"I said why don't you engage in philosophy anymore, and your class position has changed." Old Liu smiled with his hands behind his back: "Are you planning to betray the revolution?"

"Yeah!" Wang Ai nodded: "Not only do I intend to betray the revolution, but I have already put it into action, and now I am corrupting you!"

"Brothers, it's time to test us!" Lao Ding waved his hand and came to the table first.

Lao Jin glanced at the table lined with cups and plates: "It's expensive, there's no need, we'll just eat the fly shop."

Lao Ding snorted when he heard the sound: "It's up to you, the Olympics will be held soon!"

Dazed, Lao Jin greeted Lao Li who was still looking at the calligraphy on the wall: "Don't look, the meal will be cold in a while."

Lao Yang said to the kitchen: "Teacher Xu, don't make it, you won't be able to finish it."

Xu Qinglian's voice came from afar: "One more soup will be fine."

Wang Ai looked at Lao Yang: "Why don't you call me teacher?"

Lao Yang smiled: "You are not worthy."

After Lao Li sat down, he seemed to have not recovered from the calligraphy on the wall, but Lao Liu laughed and joked: "Mr. Now, this 'Teacher Xu' is sincere, no one can say no to it."

"Then I'm still climbing?" Wang Ai stared.

"Hey!" Lao Yang pointed at Wang Ai: "At least academically, I can tell you with certainty: yes!"

Wang Ai patted the table: "Then let's talk about football instead of academics today!"

Lao Yang thought for a while, then nodded: "Okay, then you talk, shall we eat?"

"Then I can't be a showman anymore? I'm asking you to climb high!"

Lao Yang sighed, and shook his head: "Degenerate, degenerate! What a pity for a young philosopher. It turned out that what he said in his early years about social practice was a joke, vulgar taste, vulgar taste!"

[The novel app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms,]

Xu Qinglian originally planned to withdraw after the food was served, but Lao Liu and the others urged her, and Wang Ai did not object, so Xu Qinglian reluctantly stayed. In the end, the chat went smoothly. After all, literature, history and philosophy are not separated, especially philosophy and history. You may not know the allusions, but the truth is definitely clear.

When the wine was half full, Lao Liu raised his glass: "Little Wang, do you know what we mean by coming today? It's not for anything else, you can tell us a word, can we win the gold medal?"

Wang Ai shook his head: "What does it have to do with you? Has your work relationship been transferred to the Sports Bureau?"

Old Liu ignored Wang Ai's coquettish words, and said to himself: "What do you think our buddies have done all these years? In the end, it's a question of whether to go our own way or follow someone else's way. What is "Young Philosopher"? It is our generation who were born in New China and grew up under the red flag, a weapon to eliminate self-dwarfing with our heads held high!"

Old Li said quietly: "We have a civilization of 5,000 years. We can learn from others, but we can't learn from others. History has told us that our nation is great and successful. As long as we don't close our doors and become arrogant, we only need to learn with an open mind, Accept advanced, our revival is just around the corner. Compared with five thousand years, what is a mere hundred years? It's just a sleep."

Lao Ding and Lao Jin, the debaters, spoke at the same time and said in a hurry: "A few days ago, I met a guy who was still yelling about vacating cages and changing birds, and introducing advanced genes from foreigners. What the **** is he? Don't let his wife and daughter sleep with the foreign boy? Why doesn't he kill himself to make room for the foreign boy?"

Lao Yang smiled and pointed at the two guys: "The two of them had a great day, they scolded from the auditorium to the parking lot. They don't have your physique, or the guy would have to throw two parts back."

Old Liu was shaking half a glass of white wine, and suddenly drank it down, his face flushed with choking: "Little Wang, can you tell me if you can do it or not? Can you prove it for us in practice? If we can, we will do it now Go back and prepare your thesis!"

Wang Ai looked at the faces in front of him, took a deep breath and suddenly turned to look at Xu Qinglian: "You go with me."

Xu Qinglian was at a loss: "Oh, oh, good."

Wang Ai turned around, patted the armrest of the chair lightly and stood up, nodding slowly and forcefully: "OK!"

Several people let out a long sigh of relief and stood up at the same time. Lao Li cupped his hands and said: "We are weak and can't serve the battlefield. We can only beat the drums to cheer. Everything, please come to the strong man Wang."

Lao Yang laughed and said, "It's okay to play the drums naked!"

Wang Ai scolded: "Whoever sees your naked buttocks, get out!"

Several people laughed and said goodbye.