"This doesn't seem to be your character?" At seven o'clock in the evening, Xu Qinglian, who was eating while watching TV, stabbed Wang Ai who was eating lettuce next to her.

"I am a sheep, I can't speak, hey! Hey!" Wang Ai was still angrily venting Huang Xin's anger about making lettuce for him.

Huang Xin soothed the laughing Wang Sheng, and looked at Wang Ai amusedly: "Didn't the Bayern nutritionist recommend you to eat this? The rehabilitation medical center also said the same."

Wang Ai rolled his eyes and said, "Just pretend, and I can’t say anything about anything else. What have I said these years? I don’t like to eat too many things. But today, hehe! Anyway, you did it on purpose. !"

Huang Xin smiled and picked up a piece and handed it to Wang Sheng. Wang Sheng took it with his hand and put it in his mouth: "Hey, blew!"

Wang Ai's eyes suddenly became round!

Good you rabbit...King...Turtle...

Wang Ai Yangtian sighed: What should I curse?

In the end, Wang Ai felt that no matter what he scolded, he would turn into scolding himself. Wang Ai decisively shut up and continued to eat, but he was so angry that he secretly kicked his son under the table.

As a result, Huang Xin, who was coaxing her son, slowly turned her head...

The shameful Wang Ai deliberately bent over and took a look this time, took aim, and went out to eat.

Wang Sheng took a kick inexplicably, and Wang Sheng looked around, grinned, and stretched his leg hard to give him a shot. Father and son are just under the table. You, me, you, me...until Huang Xin patted the table.

"You must have pretended to be confused about this kind of thing before." Xu Qinglian didn't seem to know what had just happened, and continued to ask kindly.

"There must be a process of accepting me. For proud Europeans, a Chinese foreign aid is fine, but a Chinese superstar is more difficult." When it comes to business, Wang Ai also gets serious: "When you were at Chelsea, you Remember? Mr. Roman has clearly shown strong offensive power in me, but he still insists on introducing Shevchenko. Isn’t it because Shevchenko is more popular in England? Does being a white person make them more comfortable?"

"But where is Drogba?"

"There have been a lot of black superstars in Europe, and the yellow race has not reached that level." Wang Ai compared with his hands: "Moreover, black countries are generally weak and Europeans don’t take it seriously. Unlike China, Europe is either a leftist or a leftist. The rightists don’t like it unless I am politically separated from the country."

"No need now? Three years is enough?"

"Well, I'm a World Cup champion, and they have to count if they don't admit it."

Watching the man blowing the biggest cow with an understatement, Xu Qinglian decisively dug a spoonful of shredded fish-flavored pork and placed it in the lettuce leaf in front of Wang Ai, winning the man a grateful smile.

"Of course, my sponsor always encourages me and even encourages me, it is also very important." Wang Aimei took a bite: "I still trust their judgment in this respect, no one would make a joke with so much money. If they make a mistake, my image is really bad, and I won’t refund them.”

Seeing his son finished eating and ran to the backyard to play, Huang Xin turned around and said, "You eat quickly, lettuce is low in energy, so you have to eat something else."

Then she looked at Xu Qinglian and said, "The topic of the Second Super Giant War cannot be held up as soon as it is thrown out. If the other two parties are either provoking or participating, if we are always evasive here, I am afraid that some editors and The reporter won't be able to say good things, which is different from normal sow discord."

"Is there any normal instigation?" Xu Qinglian asked amusedly.

Huang Xin also smiled: "In the daily life of the news media, it's just cursing. Many times it's just for sales. It doesn't mean that the media itself or the editors and reporters have any emotional inclinations. There were many reports last season that vividly said. He quarreled with Gomez, turned his face with Robben, and fisted with Ribery. But when these words are finished, he will fall down, and he will not rise to ethnicity or ethnicity. This is a normal provocation."

"What's abnormal is intentional?" Xu Qinglian thought: "If you don't give the media a chance to blog, if you don't create a topic, or even don't cooperate with the topic, it will threaten the editors and reporters' wallets, and they will hold you. Disgusting and deliberately hit you?"

"Is it?" Huang Xin smiled and said with emotion: "When I was in China, I felt that the difference between stars and players is largely in the relationship with the media. It is the players who only look at the stadium, and life outside the stadium is always reported. Those who are the stars are the stars. And for the doctor, the positive evaluation of the media is far more important than the two people. Some people’s scandals can be understated in the past, and for the doctor, you can’t try this thing anyway.”

Xu Qinglian nodded, and by the way, she dug a spoonful of shredded fish-flavored pork for Huang Xin. She didn’t ask Wang Ai if she really planned to start the battle now. The big four of today’s first game is enough to show Wang Ai’s success. Attitude.

Since I came back late today, Wang Ai walked out early after the meal, and when he was almost there, he ran laps and practiced. Xu Qinglian brought Tang Mudan and the new defender Yang Li also followed to this strange man. Take a look in the forest.

"I feel a little bit lately, it may take more time to sort it out." Xu Qinglian, with an elegant gait, walked with her hands back and walked beside Wang Ai in a low voice.

"Oh? What field?" Wang Ai turned his head to look at his fiancee curiously: "By the way, it seems that you, a PhD in history, have no professional books for so many years? Wouldn't you be content that your graduation thesis is the highest academic achievement for the rest of your life?"

Xu Qinglian shook her head a little bit shyly: "Of course not, it's just that when choosing a major was mainly to compete with you, you are dialectical materialism, I learned historical materialism. Later, I didn't do this much, eh, blame you. , You kept me by your side and didn't let me go, otherwise I could find a scientific research unit no matter what I returned to China."

Wang Ai said hehe: "Okay, blame me, what are you going to do this time?"

"I went to Haier some time ago to investigate and felt very deeply." Xu Qinglian brushed her hair on her temples in the evening wind: "Actually, in the past three years, we have also observed and analyzed a lot at the grassroots level, probably because you always said that the system should be used to manage people. Real leaders should focus on system shaping. Anyway, they have instilled a lot of this aspect for me. It has something to do with my major. When you instill these things in me, I am studying, so naturally I will bring this aspect. Looking at history from a different perspective, so that I have some theoretical experience and some practical experience. Today I heard you and Sister Huang Xin talk about your current development situation, which also means a bit of management thinking. I feel that something is clear. Sum up."

"Okay." Wang Ai nodded, "Do you need any support from me?"

Xu Qinglian smiled sweetly and took Wang Ai's arm: "I'll talk to you when I use it."