Wang Ai chuckled, put Huang Xin on the bed, placed it beside Xu Qinglian, lowered his head, facing Huang Xin's pale face. After watching it for a while, he moved away and smiled in her ear: "I will spare you today and take a good rest."

After finishing talking, Wang Ai bent down again to pick up Kang Si and put it on the bed as well. The presidential suite is certainly not cold, but lying on the floor or sofa is also uncomfortable.

After covering the quilt for the three of them, Wang Ai went to the bathroom and simply washed and changed clothes. Before going out, he glanced at the Golden Globe trophy that was shining in the morning light, and walked towards the door with a silent smile.

"Why are you going?"

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

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

After closing the door, Wang Ai raised his head and smiled silently. The bathrobe, as soon as it is moved, it dissipates. Huang Xin is not as big as Xu Qinglian, but it is also quite curled, delicate and cute.

The morning breeze is brisk, and Wang Ai has a brisk footstep. There was no training requirement this morning, just to protect the biological clock, so he returned in half an hour.

Originally planned to spy on the sleeping beauty of the beauty, but unexpectedly the three of them were already up, and they were tidy up. At this time, Schlappner and the guards also came over, and Wang Ai had to give up his evil taste and everyone went downstairs to have breakfast. Then, with his teammates, boss and manager, there are still many jobs waiting for him in London.

Today at Stamford Bridge, there is a Chelsea fan meeting, specially set up for the first Mr. Golden Globe in team history, which is another peak moment in the club's 100-year history.

At the airport, on the road, and at Stamford Bridge, fans were escorted and reporters chased all the way. The Blues opened the stadium for free today. As it is a working day, many people who are not Chelsea fans also mixed up to witness the first Golden Globe trophy "winning" by London City.

If it weren't for Wang Ai to leave, the Honorary Citizen of London would dare to think about it; if it wasn't for him who refused last year, he would be the only one awarded by the royal family!

Busy until the beginning of the Hua Deng, Wang Ai returned to Cobham's home exhausted. Although I didn't drink alcohol and I had some free time today, I was really tired, and his vivid beauties were also tired, so Wang Ai didn't even have any thoughts about it. He exercised for an hour before going upstairs to sleep.

The next morning, Wang Ai held his trophy, dressed in his "Valentino" brand youth uniform, and came to the Chinese Embassy in the UK with a bright smile. Since it is already the second day, and the British society and culture are not as romantic and affectionate as France, the "courtesy" has been reduced, at least there is no fanfare lined up outside the door.

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

However, the program in the embassy is not bad compared with the French embassy. There are also overseas Chinese, Chinese-funded institutions, representatives of overseas students, and envoys of friendly countries. It is also a cocktail party. Wang Ai almost went through the same process, and it was only after almost all the outsiders were gone before he could calm down and have a good meal.

It was only then that Ambassador Fu showed the various newspapers published today in China to Wang Ai. He also turned on the TV set and played a clip from last night’s "News Broadcast". The host used "good news" to the people across the country. The news of Wang Ai's winning of the Golden Globe Award was notified for the first time, and a feature film of the Golden Globe Award was even attached.

In addition, the State Sports General Administration, the All-China National 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 expectation. 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 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.

Coming back home in a hurry, Kang Si and Yan Zhu have already packed up. They have been spinning these days, so in order to ensure that they are full of energy, Zhao Dan and Tang Mudan accompanied Wang Ai out during the day. Departing for Australia in the evening, Xu Qinglian's defender Liu Dingxiang was temporarily assigned to replace Zhao Dan.

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

As soon as Wang Ai's face appeared, the attention of the entire cabin was greeted. Although he was covering up, his big photos were overwhelming. Fortunately, people still kept the last trace of caution and politeness, just watching.

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

At this moment, a golden-haired girl who was only about four years old jumped out of the chair and ran to Wang Ai with a few steps, raising her head: "Wiwi, is that you?"

Wang Ai laughed, this time it was completely exposed, and there was a low laugh 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 confused, she was foolish after all: "Then, sorry sir."

After speaking, her mother couldn't stretch herself happily when she ran back. Wang Ai had to shout from behind: "Hi, girl, look back."

The running girl stopped in confusion, turned her head and saw the tall man in the passage of the cabin, smiled and took off the baseball cap and sunglasses, and waved to her.

The girl made an exaggerated expression with her eyes open and inhaling. She looked back at her mother, then screamed and ran back into Wang Ai's arms, shouting wiwi and wiwi non-stop.

The passengers applauded, whistled, shook hands, hugged, congratulated, and took photos. Wang Ai took the child around and gave it to her mother. When she was about to leave, the girl was still pulling his clothes while her mother was urging him. Wang Ai smiled, took off the baseball cap and buttoned it on the child's head. Unfortunately, it was too big. She turned to the back to reveal her surprised face.

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

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

Ten hours later, the plane landed in Sydney. After saying goodbye to the people, Wang Ai got out of the airport and boarded a van rented by the Football Association. Zhang Jilong sat in the co-pilot's seat with a smile and looked back: "Xiao Wang, congratulations."

"Why did you come in person?"

"Are you a great hero? If you don't have time to return to your country, the leaders of your family will get you at the airport."

"Then I won't go back." Wang Ai said happily: "Take me as a lamb skewers."

Zhang Jilong deliberately teased Wang Ai: "Didn't you miss it?"

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