Reborn on Top of Football

Vol 8 Chapter 408: Confrontation (8)

At the end of the award ceremony, as expected, the winner of the 2017 World Footballer was announced, Wang Ai, the football king from China, six-time winner and the holder of the men's 100-meter world record.

This was an improvised line added by Maradona, one of the award presenters, which immediately made the audience burst into laughter. When Wang Ai came on stage, Ronaldo, the other award presenter, was still joking: "Fortunately, you are ours."

Wang Ai and the two shook hands and hugged each other, then took the larger "grenade" from FIFA President Infantino and came to the podium: "I am very happy to come here every year, whether I win or not. Usually we are Opponents, at all levels, we are friends only when we come here. We have worked hard together for a year and fully demonstrated the charm of football. Coaches, captains, reporters and fans from all over the world have sent us here to form a team. A dream team that will never be formed but is so wonderful.”

"Here, there are heroes from the past, and we are inevitably excited every time we see them. There are also countless little heroes from the future here. They look at us longingly, hoping that one day this place will open its arms to them. From Paris From the Eiffel Tower to the countryside of Afghanistan, from the Nile Valley in Africa to the Pampas in Argentina, from Times Square in New York to the Oriental Pearl Tower in Shanghai, our friends are everywhere. In this world where rich and poor, skin color, culture and class are different In the world, football is a bond that unites all human beings. For a species that has reached the top of the earth's biosphere, the only one who can defeat us is ourselves."

"May all wars take place on the football field, and we, who are different, compete equally and bring peace to them, who are different." Wang Ai raised the trophy with one hand: "Thank you."

Applause swept through the hall, and everyone stood up and applauded.

When she returned to the hotel suite late at night, she was greeted by Leonie, who was drunk and confused: "Your speech is highly praised by all walks of life."

"Really?" Wang Ai took off his coat as he walked: "It's not in vain that we consider every word."

Kang Si staggered out and took Wang Ai's clothes: "Huang Xin went to bed, it's too late."

"Well, have you drank?"

"She doesn't dare, hehe."

Wang Ai came to the big sofa in the living room, glanced at the red wine and dried fruits on the coffee table, shook his head and sat down, resting his head on the back of the sofa and looking at the exquisite ceiling. Leonie and Kang Si sat on the left and right. On both sides, people instinctively leaned on Wang Ai.

Opposite the coffee table, on the cabinet against the wall, there are two "hand grenades", one large and one small, silently showing their pride.

"It's okay to take a look like this." Wang Ai muttered.

The two foreign girls followed the call and laughed out loud. Kangsi lay on Wang Ai's chest, and Leonie rested on Wang Ai's shoulder: "Only you would say it was a grenade, but who would say that to anyone else?"

"What would you say?" Wang Ai chatted with Leonie boredly.

"It's not what you say, but you don't think in any direction at all!" Leonie grabbed Wang Ai's hand casually: "Messi has only gotten it three times, it must be extremely rare. No matter how you look at it, you won't think about it at all. It is a vulgar way to think about it, but you have taken it six times, or even several times, and it should be you, so you have the right to look down on it and think about it in a mess."

"Really?" Wang Ai withdrew his hand, stretched out along the gap between the sofa and waist, and hugged the two of them: "You think if other Chinese stars got this, what would happen to them on this night? Maybe Holding two foreign girls like me?"

"Don't force me to apply for Chinese citizenship!" Leonie threatened.

"Huh?" Wang Ai was stunned for a while, and Kang Si chuckled and said, "This answer is from a very tricky angle."

"I drank too much and my brain was in the wrong place, haha." Leonie held Wang Ai's hand around her waist.

Wang Ai's hands moved up involuntarily, and the two foreign girls let out a low "hmm" one after another, and the room fell silent. After a while, Leonie said "ah" and put down her upper body, which was leaning on Wang Ai. Wang Ai, whose hand was squeezed away, put his hand on Leonie's back and patted her: "Help me remember. Next, I have to get up early tomorrow, Ronaldo introduced his friend Piers Morgan, and I agreed to give him a morning to do an exclusive interview."

Leonie heard two sounds in her nose and felt uncomfortable, so she simply slid to the floor and moved directly opposite Wang Ai. Kang Si smiled evilly and pressed the back of Leonie's head. The two people on and off the sofa said "uh" at the same time, their golden brown braids still flying in the air.

After a while, it was changed to flax color.

The next morning it was Huang Xin who woke up Wang Ai, but neither the lion nor the red deer got up. In the sunny living room, Wang Ai shook hands with the elegant Pierce: "Hi, Pierce, it's great to meet you."

Piers Morgan was flattered: "Don't steal my lines, Wang, it's great to see you."

Then he asked with a little urgency: "Which of my programs have you watched?"

"'Britain's Got Talent'!" Wang Ai affirmed: "I even have to play some famous clips dozens of times!"

"for example?"

"Susan Boyle's preliminary competition, I remember very clearly the shot of Amanda raising her fingers when she was about to climax. By the way, can you introduce Amanda to me?"

"Oh, it hurts so much that you only remember her."

"She's very elegant, isn't she?"

"But if I remember correctly, she is 16 years older than you?"

"You're bigger than me."

After some teasing, the two quickly closed the distance. After Pierce's assistant set up the camera and signaled to him, he sat across a small coffee table across from Wang Ai: "You really want me to introduce Amanda to you? She is Been to Stamford Bridge to watch you play."

Wang Ai happily said: "Please convey my respect to her. A young actor suddenly appeared on such an important stage, but she can show professionalism, accuracy and gentleness. This shows that she has a strong cultural foundation and is a good actress." people."

Pierce paused for a moment before he understood what Wang Ai meant: it didn't matter whether they met or got to know each other, it was just a simple appreciation.

This made him even more embarrassed.

Leonie, who was hiding out of the camera like the photographer, felt in her heart: No matter how big-name the host is, he is always shorter in front of the real superstar.

Fortunately, Pierce quickly regained his composure: "Wang, how do you feel about coming to London, England again?"

"Just like in my dream, everything is so kind and familiar, like suddenly meeting a childhood friend."

"Is this how London makes you feel? Many people say London is synonymous with indifference."

"I spent a very unforgettable time here in London. Yesterday I saw Chelsea fans in front of the Patron Saint Theater. Oh my God, you don't know, it took me a long time to resist running over and hugging them at that moment. of."

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