Reborn on Top of Football

The blue sea and sky stretch as far as the eye can see.

On the beach outside the Federation of Trade Unions, Xu Qinglian sat on the shore with her hands on her knees and looked into the distance. Across the bay was Yingkou.

Wang Ai carefully came to her side with two glasses of juice and sat down: "Drink some? Freshly squeezed."

"What?" Xu Qinglian picked up a glass.

"Peach, peach."

"Ah, it's quite sweet."

"You have been wronged by following me. You can't go anywhere, you can only sit here."

"It'll be fine in two days. Your fever can't always be high. We have seven days."

Wang Ai looked at Xu Qinglian's side face and heard her say: "I was thinking just now that it's not good to be so idle all the time. The little beauty is going to college, and the two sisters are in charge of your career. Kangsi is here to confirm it." Isn’t it bad to be your assistant and I have nothing to do but just eat, drink and have fun all day long?”

"I don't mind you."

"I didn't say you disliked me. Maybe I'm happy that you dislike me. I just feel that you are so busy all day long and do so many things, and I am not worthy of you when I am doing nothing."

"I'm busy just to keep you busy."

Xu Qinglian turned around and said, "You are trying to destroy my ability to work."

Wang Ai raised his chin: "Yes, trash."

"What's so fun about trash?"

"Trash, be obedient."

"Shouldn't men have a spirit of challenge? The harder it is, the more difficult it is to conquer. What's the point of being a waste? You can come and fall down with a wave of your hand."

"...to save trouble?"

"I beat you to death!"

The couple was playing and playing on the beach, and the other model workers who came to recuperate from far and near smiled. Unlike this young couple, who usually come to recuperate are young, infirm or even prematurely senile, and they are forced to come here because they cannot live long in their original positions. To arrange such a place, there is no need to talk about work or want to work, and they can work every day. Just a place to eat, drink and have fun.

This is actually a tour organized by the state, because all expenses are paid by the state, so it relieves physical and mental stress more thoroughly than private tours.

The reason for arranging Wang Ai to come this time is because Wang Ai himself has such a salary, but in the past, he did not wait for the Federation of Trade Unions to make arrangements. Wang Ai was either unavailable or made arrangements on his own. This year's situation is slightly special. The Fed Cup is next to the World Championships, and the total time Wang Ai appears on TV is less than 10 hours. This will make many ordinary people ignore Wang Ai's hard work behind the scenes, but the organization is clear.

Seeing Wang Ai spinning around all summer and then flying back to Europe to continue spinning around, everyone will instinctively conclude that they are too tired if they don't play well in the new season. Although it is difficult for athletes to emerge as labor models in the traditional sense, if there is anyone like Wang Ai who works tirelessly, breaks through limits, works every day, regardless of gains and losses, and has outstanding achievements, then he will be regarded as labor in the traditional sense. Exemplary treatment and everything you deserve.

The conditions for recuperation may not be as luxurious as what Wang Ai spent his own money on, but the peace of mind and thoughtfulness cannot be achieved by spending money alone. Everything in Beidaihe is endorsed by the state. So naturally, Wang Ai will not be the only one who comes to recuperate, but there will also be other model workers.

But Wang Ai was the first to come, and the accommodation conditions were the best. The other model workers came later.

Wang Ai is still a little uncomfortable with this kind of vacation with a group of uncles and uncles. Over the years, he has been used to being with his family, guards, assistants, etc. They were all young people, laughing and joking, talking about whatever they were thinking, but Wang Ai couldn't let go when he was with a group of strangers, especially middle-aged and elderly strangers who looked honest and honest.

Similarly, the middle-aged and elderly people are a little reluctant to look at Wang Ai. In fact, they are basically two-dimensional people on weekdays. Wang Ai is a big star on TV, a world-famous sports star, a world flying star, a world champion... there are too many titles to count, but he is a person who counts money more quickly than he makes money. Model workers are ordinary people in life. Few people know them except within the industry. They work hard for many years in ordinary positions and receive almost no money except for salary.

When these two types of people got together, they had nothing to say to each other. If they wanted to talk, they were afraid of talking to the wrong person, so the Federation of Trade Unions treated everyone equally and sent them to Beidaihe. So in the past two days, Wang Ai and his wife were basically in and out of each other, and the model workers gathered together to chat and talk nonsense.

According to the attendant at the nursing home, he is almost the only one as young as Wang Ai who has been arranged by the organization to recuperate in so many years. It’s not that young people can’t be seen, but they usually come with their elders, such as the escorts of retired cadres.

"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, people are watching."

On the beach, Xu Qinglian had already pushed Wang Ai down and was about to ride on him. Suddenly, she heard Wang Ai begging for mercy and laughed and said: "You still have the nerve? You've already made a bed, and you want us to serve you together. You Do you still have the face?"

"I have lost my face a long time ago." Wang Ai took Xu Qinglian's hand and pressed it on his face: "Now this face is all for you. You have been so wronged, and only my wife can redeem it. They A few of these young people were originally too embarrassed to show their faces to others, but it was because of me that they could barely raise their heads to the family members. So you tell me, does my face belong to you?"

Xu Qinglian pinched Wang Ai's face with both hands: "Rare! Pig head!"

"Come and kiss the pig." Wang Ai pointed to his mouth.

"Die." Xu Qinglian turned over, pulled the blanket under her body, and lay down on her back: "It's so nice here. It's densely populated but not dense. It reminds me of my neighborhood when I was a child. It's not big but warm."

"What about Cuba?" Wang Ai also lay down and looked at the blue sky and white clouds.

"Cuba...is a bit empty. Besides, we are still outsiders no matter where we are, and we will never feel as at ease as we do here."

"Well, the country is always stronger than an individual, so we are like being in the arms of our mother, except that one is the real mother and the other is the aunt. It is better to be the real mother."

"Haha." Xu Qinglian turned to look at the narrow-minded man: "Then will you go to Cuba in the future? Will you come to Beidaihe every year in the future?"

Wang Ai shook his head: "I don't have any say in this. If I weren't so busy, it might not be my turn. It's quite nervous here, with so many people across the country."

Xu Qinglian curled her lips: "With your contribution, you should be qualified to come every year."

Wang Ai raised his head and glanced at the street trees behind the two of them: "The only way you can go far is to walk steadily. This is the government's logic. They don't care how famous you are. Everything must be done according to the rules. According to their rules, I'm not a good person."

"What's so good?" Xu Qinglian turned over and sat up: "We can't hold on anymore, let's go!"

"Don't make trouble." Wang Ai smiled and took Xu Qinglian's hand: "Actually, you are also qualified. You are a famous economist. If the National Development and Reform Commission and the Ministry of Education organize your experts to hold meetings, you will often be here. Take me with you, I am your family member."