Everyone's bus returned to the hotel. Many Chinese journalists were already waiting here, as well as a large number of Chinese fans waiting here. Every member of the national team will get flashing lights and cheers when they appear at the door. At the entrance of the hotel, which was as cheerful as a holiday, under the leadership of Wang Ai, everyone bowed to the reporters in front and then to the fans behind them.

Then he walked to the entrance of the hotel to accept interviews with reporters. Important figures such as Wang Ai and Lao Bai were naturally the targets of the siege. After a few brief interviews with the substitute players, they turned around and interacted with the fans when there was nothing wrong.

Wang Ai has already explained: No matter when and where, reporters and fans must not be left in the cold. Even if there is no time, try to give people a smile.

More than ten minutes later, the enthusiasm of the reporters and fans remained unabated. Yan Shiduo had to stand up and promise the reporters that he would return to Beijing to hold a special press conference before he was allowed to let them go.

In the hotel lobby, there are also central-level media such as CCTV, Xinhua News Agency, People's Daily, People's Liberation Army Daily, and China Sports Daily waiting. However, these media do not need to compete with the outside media. They have already reached a consensus with the Chinese Football Association and the national team delegation. After returning to Beijing, they will write articles on all aspects of the World Cup, mainly the aspects that these media are interested in. Accept special interviews.

Now they are waiting in the hall, just using their cameras and camcorders to capture every precious shot, and to keep video materials as much as possible for this epic World Cup journey.

At the request of these reporters in the lobby of the hotel, Wang Ai and others were presented with various poses individually, several people, or collectively. Of course, the Hercules Cup was taken out again by Zhang Jilong. It took another twenty minutes before the appetites of the reporters were filled.

Everyone returned to their floors to put down their luggage, put dirty clothes in the automatic washing machine, and then came out in twos and threes to the banquet hall. Today was a small internal celebration for the national team and the last supper in South Africa.

This is the longest timetable for the Chinese team to participate in the World Cup. From the first match in Spain on June 16 to the last match in Spain on July 11, it lasted 26 days. Even Wang Ai, who has eaten nutritious meals for more than ten years, feels that his mouth is tasteless. Sometimes he can improve it once in Milan. He eats some fatty foods, but he hasn't eaten them at all these days.

So for this last meal, Yan Shiduo also let go, and emptied the refrigerated truck that had been with the national team for 26 days. What to eat, what to eat, can’t be eaten, pack and eat tomorrow, and cook at the embassy and Chinese-funded enterprise chefs. Next, delicacies and delicacies, a list of cups and plates.

There are 23 people in the national team, 6 in the coaching staff, 4 in the team leader, 3 in the team doctor, 1 interpreter, 2 internal defenders, more than 70 family members, plus reporters such as Duan Xuan and He Wei who have worked together for many years and have deep mutual trust. , Ma Mingyu, Su Maozhen, Li Ming and other senior footballers who came to South Africa to be guests. More than a hundred people filled the banquet hall. Everyone sat with their families, eating and chatting.

The family members are okay. They can eat honestly, but the players can’t do anything. You will toast me a while, I will toast you a while, and I will irritate Lao Gao together, and I will catch Fan Zhiyifei and let him do one for a while. They drank and talked to Lao Ma. After a while, he grabbed He Wei and Duan Xuan pushed the cup and changed it, but no one ran away except Yan Shiduo anyway. And Yan Shiduo escaped this situation because he took out his medical records to scare everyone.

At that time, people remembered that although this national team had achieved great success, it was also "notorious". If it really makes a lot of noise, then there will be no one. Even the photographer Chen Yang didn't run away, and asked his teammates Bai Guanghai and Luo Tongliang to pinch their necks to pour in, so Ma Dong cleverly hid in the kitchen before he didn't drink much.

In the end, the family members felt like they were almost there, and they stood up and prepared to thank the leader, the coach, and the captain. But when the elders were ready to join the battle, the old man had run away and Yan Shiduo was nowhere to be seen. Wang Ai looked at him. One circle: I am left?

No way, drink it!

When it comes to drinking, Wang Ai, like his white knee pads, has always pretended to be fake, hid private, and playful! Everyone knows it anyway! Just think about it. Drinking twenty bottles of beer for any international player is like having fun. You are the hardest practiced and the one with the best body. You can drink more than two bottles. Who can believe it? Unless you are allergic!

Even if it is usually, the fate of his own son is in the hands of this little boss. Even if Wang Ai is respectful, his family members must also be careful to accompany him. But tonight, even the coach has filled it, and I'm afraid of you?

As the saying goes, wine meets your confidant with a thousand cups less, and wine meets your confidant is really not easy to get drunk. Wang Ai also let go, and he is in a good mood, just pat the table to call the number and drink!

In a daze, I heard that the team leader Zhang Jilong opened more than ten more rooms today, and the family members can stay overnight. So Wang Ai opened his drunk eyes and went to find someone. Huang Xin pursed his mouth and shook his head, but afraid that Wang Ai was upset, he secretly pointed to Ai Xiaoqing who was chatting with Lao Bai's parents.

Wang Ai could only sigh secretly. From the time Huang Xin expressed his inconvenience, Wang Ai has hardly been around to take care of him, and has been busy preparing for battle. On this night of fulfilling his wishes, on this night of almost "doing no evil", Wang Ai wanted to hug her and the child in her belly for a while.

Go home!

At the end of the banquet, Huang Xin followed Ai Xiaoqing back to their hotel accompanied by the guards. Wang Ai took the key card that someone gave him and found his new room according to the house number.

The room is dim and the lights are blurred. A beam of light that shines into the room through the half-drawn curtains falls on Leo Ni’s side face leaning on the closet. The lines are so soft, the figure is so graceful, and the smell is so It's intoxicating.

"Leaning at the door." Wang Ai put a hand on the closet next to Leo Ni's head, and bowed his head grinningly: "Yun wants to look beautiful in his clothes, and the spring breeze is overwhelming. If it weren't for Qunyu Mountain, he would face Yaotai Every month."

Leo Ni pursed her lips and smiled. After listening to the ancient poems recited by Wang Ai, she opened her arms to hold Wang Ai's face and stared at it for a long time: "...fuck me."

Wang Ai tilted his head and hid Leo Ni's mouth, laughing and dancing: "Is there nothing else but to do?"

Leo Ni bit her lower lip. Although she loves Chinese culture, she doesn't want to read poetry at this moment. She feels that there is no poetry that can express her mood at the moment. The boy who will never forget the summer afternoon in Tubingen, the boy who opened the door and let her into the room, the boy who made her authentic Chinese food, the boy who is interested in her body but always self-control... …That boy is the stalwart youth who has just led the Chinese team to an incredible World Cup championship!

I want to give you everything!