Reborn on Top of Football

An ordinary gray down jacket, a pair of ordinary slacks, and a pair of loose casual shoes under his feet. Wang Ai left his assistant at home, and the guards brought only two people, and they simply appeared under the CCTV building. His simple attire even made Zhang Bin, who came to pick him up, circle him twice in surprise: "Is that you? Wang Ai?"

"That's right?" Wang Ai stood plainly: "An overseas worker."

Zhang Bin turned to Wang Ai's face and took a good look: "I don't know what to do when your image is revealed, but you have a diplomatic passport."

"It's all for work." Wang Ai smiled.

Zhang Bin blinked: "Understood!"

Entering the office floor of the sports channel, Zhang Bin asked Wang Ai to go to the office first and wait for a while, while he hurried to the live broadcast room: "Dim the lights a little bit, for civilians, don't turn on the colorful lights, and don't spray dry ice when you are on the court. With this background, replace it with a whiteboard instead of high-rise buildings... Don't be afraid of rudimentary, what you want is this rudimentary style... You viewers, pay attention, today our exclusive interview follows the route of athletes, not stars, or officials , and then we adjust the question..."

Wang Ai, Qian Ziqiang, and Zhang Guang waited in the office for almost an hour before Zhang Bin came back. He apologized as soon as he came in: "I made a temporary adjustment, are you in a hurry?"

Wang Ai put down the coffee cup: "Your coffee is delicious, and you have a lot of books."

Zhang Bin smiled and glanced at "That's It" in front of Wang Ai, and nodded: "Then let's go there now?"

Wang Ai got up: "I don't know if I can catch up with lunch now. I haven't eaten in your cafeteria for a long time."

"You like to eat canteens everywhere you go, what's wrong with that?" Zhang Bin and Wang Ai walked side by side.

"The cafeteria is safe, right? All of them are public officials, so they must not mess with the ingredients. Otherwise, if there is a disturbance, just one person can contract the cafeteria. Public opinion is very important. Also, public opinion is very important. Units, master chefs’ skills can’t be bad, especially large units. Our Football Association can’t do it, there are so few people in total, if you want to eat well, you have to go outside.”

"It makes sense, but today's time is too tight to be on time. I'll make a phone call later and make an extra table."

"Don't." Wang Ai quickly stopped him: "Just eat whatever you want."

Zhang Bin turned his head to look at Wang Ai, and smiled: "Yes."

Wang Ai also smiled.

Qian Ziqiang, who followed behind pretending to be a transparent person, looked at Zhang Bin's back for a while, and waited for Wang Ai to enter the live broadcast room to pick up the interview outline and start researching, then poked Zhang Guang: "Your family is amazing."

Zhang Guang smiled and nodded: "That is, the leader!"

Qian Ziqiang sized up this rough Shandong man, and wondered if he understood, or else he was scratching his head: "You don't need to say what our doctor says, he understands what it means, which saves trouble." Now, if you hit a mallet, it's hard to say that."

"Hmm..." Zhang Guangruo realized something.

Zhang Guang asked after a while: "Didn't you talk a lot at the airport a few days ago? Are you not afraid of repetition?"

Qian Ziqiang pouted in the live broadcast room: "People are not afraid, what are we afraid of? If the doctor wants to land safely, he needs to publicize more. Besides, the focus of the two sides is different. The Xinhua News Agency mainly goes out for this circle. What have you seen, what are the scenes, the airport is the end, and the last thing is a pictorial, with a series of photos to show your demeanor. This is communication, personal, and needs to respond to some issues positively.”

Zhang Guang nodded: "Let me tell you, the diplomatic privilege was mentioned in one sentence at the airport that day. I thought the reporter would explain it when writing the article."

"I guess it can be explained in one sentence at most. In fact, this matter is quite simple. The main reason is that no one paid attention to it before, and no one got it." Qian Ziqiang shook his head: "I think it was 9.48 seconds in last year's Olympic Games." The reason is that it should have been very lively at the time, but when it didn’t, the common people were holding back their energy, and it happened to be just in time for this.”

The two guards were beeping and cooing outside the live broadcast room, and Wang Ai and Zhang Bin were also beeping and cooing in the live broadcast room, and the audience, who were both insiders, also relaxed and whispered below. After a while, a staff member came up and whispered to Zhang Bin. Zhang Bin had a serious discussion with Wang Ai, but he couldn't help but smile after listening: "Wang Ai, we audience want your autograph."

"Isn't it? We are CCTV, and we go out to sign autographs for others!"

Zhang Bin laughed: "Who knows the behind-the-scenes staff? I haven't appeared on camera for a few years and there are very few people who know me. Can you tell me a good word."

Wang Ai simply put down the interview outline and stood up: "If you wish, I'll go there."

After speaking, he went straight to the audience, and several younger girls screamed, which made Zhang Bin, who was still on the stage, shake his head and smile. When Wang Ai came back, he finally couldn't help it: "From the reaction of our insiders, See, your idea may not be easy to realize."

Wang Ai smiled and said nothing, but Zhang Bin still looked at him: "Do you need to adjust it?"

Wang Ai had no choice but to say: "This is very good."

After finishing speaking, considering that it was my old friend Wang Ai, I still explained in a low voice: "No matter how I explain, the public will not believe that I am an ordinary person. In fact, what the public wants to see is this process, which is my hard work. The process of them getting closer."

Zhang Bin heard the sound clearly, and pointed to Wang Ai in admiration, and the two continued to discuss the interview process.

After a while, the discussion was finally over. Zhang Bin got up and walked around, checked the camera, lighting, and audio for the last time, and said with a smile before letting Wang Ai go out: "Today I will also have an artistic life!"

Wang Ai looked him up and down: "It's easy to say anything else, but your face is not artistic at all."

Zhang Bin looked at Zixiong: "He Zhu Jun has the face of a protagonist, but doesn't he need a villain?"

The two laughed, and Wang Ai randomly walked outside the camera and waited.

"There is a person who came to our live broadcast room 14 years ago and opened the prelude to a legendary team for us." Zhang Bin said to the camera with high spirits: "Then, in the past 14 years we have witnessed the team The brilliance of this team has witnessed the incredibleness of this team. Last year, he told us with his feet in the Olympics that nothing is impossible. He is our guest today..."

As he said that, Zhang Bin raised his hand sideways, music started and cheers sounded.

Wang Ai walked from outside the camera to the light, and after thanking him repeatedly, the audience quieted down.

A small table, two sofas, a big screen, guest Wang Ai in plain color, host Zhang Bin in a light blue suit, and the composition of the whole shot is refreshing.

"You haven't been here for a long time." Zhang Bin said with a smile.

"Yeah, long time no see."

"But we often see news from you."

"It's a great honor." Wang Ai smiled frankly.