The celebration was staged in the locker room. Even the Olympic Organizing Committee and the anti-doping organization came in for drug testing, but they did not stop the excitement of the team members. Zhao Xuri, Gao Lin and the others stood in the middle of the ground and sang the Tubingen team song with their arms around their shoulders. Zhou Haibin put their arms around Wang Ai's shoulders and discussed the transfer in a low voice. Yuan Weiwei took a group photo with Luo Tongliang. Mao Jianqing grabbed the phone from Zhu Heyuan and was calling his girlfriend. Chen Tao smiled like a Buddha holding his phone and taking pictures everywhere.

In the corridor, Feng Jianming and Zhu Heyuan had a lively discussion about the evening banquet. Gao Hongbo was accompanying Yan Shiduo to discuss the commercial contract that would begin tomorrow. At the end of the corridor, Zhu Heyuan was seeing Jose off. He rushed back to Italy in a hurry to prepare for the work of Inter Milan for the new season, and he couldn't keep up with the dinner.

Fortunately, this cooperation with the China National Olympics not only made his influence in China really turned into money, but also helped him win a heavyweight Olympic gold medal. Don't think that the Olympics are not rare for the professional league group. They are just a few individuals, and most athletes cherish it extremely.

This gold medal is the key to Jose's leap from commercial football to honor football, so he has solemnly placed the gold medal in a small box he brought to his wife Matilde before leaving the stadium.

When will the fans leave the stadium completely and when is the turn of the Olympic team to leave, otherwise it will easily cause congestion. It wasn't until 2:20 that the fans left almost, but when everyone was ready to go back to the Olympic Village to put their luggage, rest, and then go to the Football Association to attend the dinner, Yan Shiduo opened the door with spring breeze and said, "Everyone, wait a minute. , Some leaders want to visit us."

I don't know who's mouthy asked: "Who is it?"

Yan Shiduo followed the prestige and pointed at him, not so harsh. They are all young people in their 20s. Under the excitement, they will inevitably forget the rules.

Wang Ai looked at Yan Shiduo, and a picture flashed in his brain. It was the first-half footage that flashed on the TV screen in the dressing room during the intermission. One of the shots was in the VIP box accompanied by his father and mother. A leader pointed at the camera.

is it him? my God!

Thinking of this, Wang Ai immediately stood up, lowered his head and checked his outfit first, and found that the laces were open, the pants were crooked, and the skirts were moving in and out. The teammates were similar. Wang Ai was in a hurry, he hurriedly packed himself up, and screamed, "Fuck it!"

Wang Ai's voice shocked everyone and looked at him one after another. Wang Ai didn't give a good face this time, and rolled his eyes: "Just look at it. If you don't drink, it will be too much? Hurry up!"

"Oh oh!" Everyone didn't know why, but they didn't dare to talk back. They were all looking for their sneakers, socks, and shin guards.

Yan Shiduo smiled and said nothing, Chong Wang Ai nodded slightly and turned out of the locker room. This group of children are proud of their ambitions. He might talk back if he wants to talk too much, but Wang Ai is fine. Wang Ai scolded them, they were still happy.

Not meeting, Director Liu pushed the door in first, and found that the dressing room was surprisingly tidy. I dare not say that it was spotless on the ground, but at least there was no debris. Sitting neatly in front of the cabinet, with a gold medal hanging around his neck, and wearing the award-winning gown.

Director Liu nodded with a smile, turned around and opened the door, and the leader who appeared in the VIP box today walked in with a smile.

Wang Ai was the first to raise his hands and applaud enthusiastically. The team members just called Wang Ai to squirt. At this moment, he was the first to applaud meticulously.

The leader delivered a passionate speech, recalled his experience of watching football in Beijing when he was young, and praised everyone's current football skills and competitive spirit. Then he shook hands with everyone one by one, and he treasured every player's name and hometown, especially overseas players. He could even tell the proud work of each player. Take Chen Tao, for example. When the leader mentioned his single two-goal match in the first half of this year, the dumbfounded guy held the leader's hand and asked subconsciously: "Did you watch?"

The leader nodded with a smile: "I watch it, watch it often."

Chen Tao just touched his head and smirked.

When arriving at Wang Ai, the leader said with emotion: "Little Wanger, I won't say much about you, I hope you will continue to work hard."

Wang Ai held the leader's generous hand with both hands and nodded vigorously: "Please rest assured, the leader, I will work hard!"

The leader nodded and suddenly asked: "How do you think we bid for the World Cup?"

Wang Ai was stunned, and thought briefly: "Well...2022? I think there is a great opportunity. In Asia, our World Cup results are second only to South Korea, but they have hosted it. We will host this Olympics again. so good."

"Yeah." The leader thought for a while and smiled: "When the time comes, you have to help."

"It depends on what you said." Wang Ai said sincerely: "I am not the stars of Europe and the United States, and I don't learn from them. In China's sports industry, I am just a small soldier under the leadership of the party and the state. I promise to obey orders and obey orders. Nothing."

The leader comfortedly patted the back of Wang Ai's hand: "Very good."

After taking a photo with everyone, the leader waved goodbye to everyone, and everyone went to the door.

After a while, Zhu Heyuan came back: "Pack up and go back to the Olympic Village!"

Everyone cheered, packed their belongings, carried their bags, held the gold medals on their chests, walked out of the locker room, walked to the parking lot, and waved to the staff and fans who were still on the way. Only then did Wang Ai accept congratulations from Kang Si, Yan Zhu, Zhao Dan, Liu Liang, Zhang Guang and others.

The car is speeding on the road in Beijing City, just like everyone is speeding.

Since the formation of the team for two thousand years, there have been countless battles. The gold medal on his chest is condensed with countless days and nights of hard work and sweat, and countless pains and tears. The golden color is your merit, and the pure white jade is your character and dedication.

In the Olympic Village, the friends brought their laptops and squeezed into the meeting room for a full afternoon of CS. Needless to say, Wang Ai, who had the earliest start and the slowest progress, died over and over again. Wang Ai also recognized, who made these guys especially let him go on stage "alone" today?

At 4:30 in the afternoon, everyone went downstairs and got on the bus again and drove to the door of the Football Association. There was a row from Yan Shiduo to Nan Yong to Zhang Jilong. There is no need to be too cautious this time. Wang Ai was the first to jump out of the car and hug them one by one, expressing his excitement.

When being pulled by Yan Shiduo to go upstairs, the Football Association cadres, large and small, stood in two rows and applauded warmly!

I can’t wait to shout "Welcome Welcome, Warm Welcome"!

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