Reborn on Top of Football

After a while, laughter arose. People still remember the display. It was Lao Gao’s son who was sitting on the display stand, but he covered the iron frame with a big coat and put it on the sleeve of the coat. The connected crossbars seem to levitate while holding on to the vertical rods.

Fan Zhiyi's eyes widened, pointing to the front and said: "As long as you cut off the middle of the crossbar, keep the place below your grip, it's exactly the same!"

Wang Ai triumphantly rushed forward and arched his hands: "Thank you for your support, and don't forget to pay my eldest nephew the appearance fee! Although my eldest nephew is young, he works very hard against feudal superstition. He is a good boy from the motherland! Li Jun! , Take a picture of my elder nephew!"

When the noise passed, Lao Fan was a little lost: "If you want to say that, it's all fake. I gave him...grass!"

"In fact, those magic shows on TV, if he said they were magic or superpowers, would you say you would believe it? Okay, he turned into a fish empty-handed and told you that this was a gift from God, do you believe it or not? There is the kind of slicing people, isn't it all? It's because he first told you that it was a magic trick, so you didn't think about it."

Zhu Guanghu was stunned: "It's true, it's obviously much simpler than magic, but then the words of Yunshan Wushi really baffled people."

Wang Ai chuckled: "So I think it's a good thing to announce the selection criteria for national teams at all levels. Let those who think that we lost but we didn't try our best, so we didn't really lose. Let's disappear. If you lose, you lose. It’s just not as good as people and admitting that they’re not as good as people can make up their minds. In fact, in recent years, I feel that as our material life has become more and more prosperous, people’s willpower has generally decreased, and people don’t dare to face problems squarely. This is not a good thing."

Old Liu finally spoke up: "Hold some hope, even if it is false, it is useful?"

Wang Ai shook his head: "From my philosophical point of view, when we are too weak, demons and monsters will appear. For example, in the two decades before the century, it happened to be an era when foreign moons were rounder than China. People who were not convinced were eager to find. Various methods have provided soil for the growth of this phenomenon. This phenomenon can also retain part of the national fighting spirit. But when we catch up, it has no value. For example, our national team, I have no I saw people on the Internet saying that the selection of materials is inappropriate, and those who recommend candidates are also the kind that we have internal and well-founded."

Old Liu shook his head: "I won't discuss philosophy with you. Anyway, you go home and look at the documents, and communicate in time if you have any ideas. By the way, you have to watch it well. After we publish it, you can write an article to analyze it. , There are some things we can’t say directly, you can.”

Wang Ai nodded: "It's just to make me offend people. Okay, I'm thick-skinned, I'm not afraid. Anyway, you think I was doing this by poking you, I'm not loyal to get out of the way, OK, I jump."

Old Liu Hehe didn't fight with Wang Ai, and he couldn't fight, so Wang Ai went to another table until the end of the banquet.

"Is there any people who practice sports who believe in this?" Li Jun sighed in the car going home: "I think Director Fan and Director Zhu seem to believe a little bit?"

Wang Ai leaned on the back seat: "There is little culture. If you encounter a carefully set up, it is not surprising that the upper sleeve. In fact, there are not many people in the sports circle who believe in this. What kind of temperament are those who practice sports? Sports? Besides these guys, of course, I also include me who can eat, sleep and pull. Of course, I’m in good health and I’m mentally healthy. There is no time for all kinds of monsters and monsters to play. In fact, the real serious thing is in the literary circle."

"Singing and dancing?" Li Jun asked with interest.

"Yeah." Wang Ai said emotionally: "I have flipped through the book. From a theoretical point of view, many literary and artistic works are evidenced by heart. Can the fire sometimes be more objective than subjective, and even critics may not be able to read it. Instead, it is necessary to enrich oneself based on market reactions. This is common in literary theory, and it is called literary practice to promote the development of literary theory. In many cases, especially literary and artistic creation under the capitalist system, there is a lot of chance. In layman's terms, look. Literary and artistic works are the kind of things that can reach the sky in one step or lose their money, and are more exciting than stock market futures. Therefore, they need to find some spiritual sustenance, which gives the monsters and ghosts space."

Li Jun rolled his eyes and didn't know what to ponder, and said for a long time: "It is not unreasonable that CCTV is so praising Zhang Baosheng. The Hong Kong director burned incense before he started, and finally became popular in the mainland. There is a basis for it."

"Academic basis." Wang Ai pointed out: "When you say something, you should distinguish between the academic environment and the daily environment to avoid misunderstanding. In the future, you will slowly speak for me on many occasions, Kang Si It’s getting more and more powerless to manage my social software, you have to take over."

"Yeah." Li Jun nodded seriously: "Then I read less."

Just as Wang Ai laughed and scolded, the car stopped in Li Lin's family community. Li Jun also had to go home to see when he returned home. It happened that Li Lin bought a house for his brother in the same community, and the brothers planned to get together and return to Liaoyang's hometown tomorrow.

"Hey, wait." Wang Ai got out of the car and shouted to Li Jun: "Since you are going home to see the old man, it's hard for me as the boss to let you empty-handed. There are just two bottles of Lafite, you take them back."

After that, Wang Ai took out two bottles of red wine from the trunk, and Li Jun took it and smiled: "It's in 1982?"

"Where did you go for 82 years? Would we drink it after it was finished? These two bottles were obtained by Shi Wenjun. Apennines had a cooperation project in France and gave us some. Your old man You can't go abroad casually, take it home and taste it." Wang Ai casually explained: "I won't give you the others. I'll buy a lot of them when you come back from this trip."

Li Jun smiled and carried his wine: "The website is just that good. It's cheap to get anything. If it's OK, I'll go. I'll come back and meet before you go to the Asian Cup."

Sending off Li Jun, Wang Ai got in the car and returned to his home in Dongcheng District. The parents had already fallen asleep, and Wang Ai walked to the backyard lightly. I don't know if it was the rustle of remnant snow or blocking the light shining on the window, Huang Xin in the room woke up and asked softly, "Dr. Wang?"

With that, Huang Xin in a coat pushed open the door, and Huang Xin’s smile was warmer than the heating rushing towards his face. Wang Ai opened his arms and hugged Huang Xin in his arms, even holding her feet off the ground. , Just entered the room, there was still time to reach out and close the door.

Wang Ai lowered his head and found Huang Xin's mouth. After a while, Huang Xin pushed Wang Ai away: "It's all wine."

"I drank mineral water and rinsed my mouth?" Wang Ai said with a grin: "How is our son?"

The two looked back, Xiao Wang Sheng seemed to have just woke up, cried twice, Huang Xin hurriedly rushed over, the child was hungry.

Wang Ai looked at it and suddenly felt hungry.