Vol 6 Chapter 295: The bright moon at sea coexists with tides (5)

From yesterday's UEFA's outstanding move to more than 20 hours this evening, the fog that had been haunting Wang Ai's eyes finally dissipated. As soon as it comes, it is safe. Messi makes a move, and Wang Ai catches it. UEFA makes a move, and Wang Ai has to catch it.
No longer confused, the whole person's mood brightened. So, it was a joke to join hands with Leoni to clean up Xu Qinglian, but it became true. The next morning, Wang Ai opened her eyes and didn't see Xu Qinglian.
She herself said that yesterday's discussion was very fruitful, and she had to hurry up to organize and forget about it, but she was immediately ruthlessly exposed by the lion who followed: "It's obviously too much fun."
After deciding on the strategy, Wang Ai simply went to the club to ask for a ten-day leave in the morning. The German Cup in two days and the 30 rounds of the Bundesliga in six days were all given up. He used this time to relieve physical and mental fatigue and cultivate his interest in football. Although Bayern has very professional medical doctors and rehabilitators, Wang Ai thought that he was going to leave, and the club was convinced that he could not keep him. At the last moment, would the club provide him with all-out help? Will it be fooled? Will there be overdraft treatment for the game?
It's not that Wang Ai has a dark mind, but that the capitalists have no integrity.
Before Wang Ai asked for leave, he contacted the Transcendental Rehabilitation Medical Center and sent all the data he tested at the club. The action over there was very fast. Wang Ai had just asked for leave, and the rehabilitation plan was sent back.
Wang Ai shook the fax paper and said to Huang Xin: "Why do I think this is to meet me? I sent a request in the morning and gave me an answer at noon? Isn't there a set of fixed templates that always deal with similar problems there? No matter who asks Is it this set? At most, it’s just a few small tweaks of personal data into one set?

Huang Xin rolled his eyes, took over the fax paper, swept it and stuffed it into Wang Ai's arms: "It's really hard for the capitalists to serve you. If you work too slowly, you will be suspicious of foreign workers. If you work too fast, you will be suspicious of poor people. Are you making us proletarians still alive?"
"Who's not the proletariat?" Wang Ai said, pulling Huang Xin along with the information, Huang Xin exclaimed and threw himself into Wang Ai's arms.
But before she could say anything, Leoni, who was passing by the door, swayed in: "Hey, just jump up? So why don't you just invite you last night?"
"I……"
"What's the difference?" Leoni took advantage of Huang Xin's inability to get rid of Wang Ai's hold and walked behind Huang Xin: "You and I, you and Tiger, and Tiger and I have all teamed up, so we can't have three Debut together? The doctor has been thinking about this all the time."
Wang Ai of 192 and Leoni of 186 couldn't move with Huang Xin of 170 sandwiched between them, and two hands really couldn't beat four hands, Huang Xin couldn't break free and became wise: "He hasn't done what he promised! "
"What?" Wang Ai and Leoni asked in unison.
"In the first half of the trip, you said that during the winter break, tell us why you can be a prophet, but you didn't!" Huang Xin spoke very quickly.
"Eh? Yeah?" Leoni suddenly said, "Why did I forget to ask."
"There are too many things, I didn't catch up." Wang Ai explained and then said, "Huang Xin, please don't change the subject."
"I don't care." Huang Xin blocked Wang Ai's hand and let Leoni's hands be dishonest: "You breached the contract first. When did you say this, I will talk about it when and when."
"Okay." Seeing that Huang Xin couldn't hold it for a while, Wang Ai put both hands down and hugged Huang Xin: "Let's go one-on-one first."
Leoni let go and retreated, watching Wang Ai involuntarily report Huang Xin to the sofa in the second study, with a leisurely tone: "I really want to know your answer, but unfortunately I have nothing to give you now."
Wang Ai, who was busy subduing Huang Xin, turned around and smiled: "Don't worry, you just need to think, I'll tell you when you're home in the summer and everyone is gathered. Now, come? Let's play together?"
"No." Leoni looked at her watch: "It's time to go downstairs for dinner, Qinglian is cooking at noon today!"
"Yes, yes, eat." Huang Xin, who was about to fall completely, grabbed the life-saving straw.
"No, I'll eat you first!" Wang Ai leaned down and nibbled like a wolf dog.
For a long time, Wang Ai straightened his waist: "Eat you are not hungry, fake and inferior products!"
Huang Xin, who was panting softly, was pulled up and kicked Wang Ai weakly: "I'm your sister!"
"Bah!" Wang Ai said contemptuously, "Little Huangxin!"
Huang Xin kicked Wang Ai again, Wang Ai walked downstairs first without caring, and followed Huang Xin, thinking: "Ten years ago I was your sister, ten years later I will be your sister, another ten years. Don't I have to be your daughter?"
Before he could finish speaking, Wang Ai who was walking in front suddenly paused, seeing the first floor, Huang Xin suddenly became alert: "What are you doing?"
Wang Ai held onto the handrail of the stairs, leaned back, and turned her head upside down: "Ah~"
Huang Xin bowed his head helplessly: "Okay, I'll shut up."
The lunch is rich and delicious. No one in the family can compare to Xu Qinglian in terms of cooking skills. It is probably because he was positively motivated to cook when he was a child. After yesterday's discussion, Xu Qinglian, who felt that she didn't care enough about Wang Ai and her family, was determined to stop everyone's mouths with her cooking skills.
After dinner, Wang Ai dragged a few people up to the third floor, opened the doors of the master bedroom and a study, and lined up four computers to ask for online games. Knowing that Wang Ai was in the recuperation period, Huang Xin and the others did not refuse.
Wang Ai grinned and pointed to the underside of the desk in front of him: "By the way, I remember that Qinglian drilled it for me, and neither of you have drilled it."
The ecstatic Wang Ai waited for the end of the reading, swiftly unfolded the base car, ordered the power plant, organized Grizzly tanks, and began to scan the map. After a while, Wang Ai's tank army destroyed Leoni's base, and she was left with two third-level Apocalypse guarding a base car and ran away.
Wang Ai was planning to make persistent efforts. He happily shoved Leoni under the table. Suddenly, the screen lit up. When he got home, he looked again. The base was on fire, the power plant was broken, and the empty fingers were crooked.
"Whose nuclear bomb!" Wang Ai had to control the tank army over there to change places, and quickly repair his hometown...
Then, the screen lit up again, la la la, lightning storm!
The base blew up, the power plant blew up again, and the empty finger department blew up. Fortunately, the high-tech was still in place, and Wang Ai threw a lightning storm at Xu Qinglian's house, then abandoned the old base and prepared to open a new base... As soon as he went out, two third-level Apocalypse led a lot of zero-level Apocalypse killed him.
After a battle, a smoking grizzly bear remained at the door of Wang Ai's dilapidated home to maintain his last stubbornness.
Xu Qinglian's army of rocket pilots had already killed like a dark cloud.