Vol 6 Chapter 32: Kaleidoscope (2)

Yesterday’s game Wang Ai was not sure in advance whether he could play, so he didn’t say anything to Consul General Ma of the consulate. As a result, he unexpectedly played and scored unexpectedly. So after eating breakfast, Wang Ai checked the time and got in the car and turned over the Isar River to sit for a while at the Consulate General.
Consul General Ma happened to be here. Wang Ai briefly reported his current situation at Bayern. He emphasized that there may be some problems with the relationship between him and the coach Heynckes, so he will probably be a substitute next time. He still needs a brilliant performance. Compete to the starting position.
Consul General Ma Huahai for many years, he knew what Wang Ai meant and what Wang Ai meant when he hit his ears. He listened with a smile and patted Wang Ai on the shoulder: "The relationship with the leader is good, but I think that Heynckes is a pure person and doesn't have much thoughts. You just need to play well in the game."
When Wang Ai left, Consul General Ma sat in his office and shook his head with a smile: This is really someone who makes you want to take the initiative to do something for him. Obviously, he has been praised many times by the leaders of the ministry. It's really rare to be a guest of leadership and still behave like this.
On the way home from Bulletproof Iveco, Wang Ai asked Kang Si if the footage she shot with the camera had been passed to Zhang Bin and received a positive answer, only to feel that he hadn't overlooked anything. Unlike in Milan, where the relationship between the parties has been running for many years and has matured, this is a new site, and even Wiwi is cautious.
There was a game yesterday, and today is a holiday. After Wang Ai arrived home, he stretched out in front of his house: It’s so sunny, it’s a good time to read and study! Thinking of the undergraduate study career that I was about to start at the Faculty of Mathematics at the University of Munich, I couldn't help but feel a pain in my head. I patted my head and said that the more difficult it is, the more proving the value of learning, and I walked into the room.
Yan Zhu on the first floor is reading a biography of Castro borrowed from Wang Ai’s study. Zhang Guang is reading Wang Ai’s textbook on agricultural and environmental science. Li Jun is learning German with headphones. Today Liu is driving Wang Ai. Liang walked to the bedroom. When Wang Ai walked to the green plant and was about to go upstairs, he walked out and shook the "One Hundred and Forty Conversations with Molotov" in his hand, and said to Wang Ai: I love learning and learning. Make me happy!
Wang Ai walked up to the second floor lightly. In the corridor on the second floor, a female security guard was walking while looking down at the self-examination review materials. She didn't notice Wang Ai's return.
Wang Ai also took a look at the monitoring room on the second floor. The female guard on duty stood up, holding the "History of Foreign Literature", which was aspiring to test Chinese. Wang Ai asked her a few words and waved her hand to let her continue.
On the third floor, Huang Xin heard the sound of Huang Xin taking his son to read pictures in the bedroom, Wang Ai did not dare to bother. Huang Xin is the only one in the family with a teacher qualification certificate, so she has the final say on how her son teaches, and Wang Ai can't get in a word. And it seemed that she had the idea of ​​taking down the "chief coach" of the Wang family. Listening to her gentle and stern voice, Wang Ai could only silently wipe a tear for his son and daughter.
At this time, Kang Si Chong Wang Ai made a grimace and wandered back to her room. She is currently studying the "Report on the Development of Technological Innovation and Technological Revolution Movement on the Industrial Front", which is "two-participation, one-change and three-combination". Constitution of Angang. The family has already notified her that she will be transferred back to China during the winter break this year and will start rotation. The initial idea is to go to the Sichuan Company of the Northern Textile Group under Northern Light Industry. Half of the sanitary napkin company, which opened a new era in the textile industry of the three eastern provinces, went to work.
The family's opinion is that since she has been on Wang Ai's third floor, she is no longer an outsider, and she must do a good job of catching up with her in terms of knowledge reserves and vision, otherwise it will be difficult for long. For this reason, job rotation is indispensable, and make-up classes are indispensable. The layout of the five major industries in the family, she always has to learn the same from beginning to end.
In the second bedroom, Shi Wenjun is reading the "Young Philosopher" mailed from China. After several years of development, this booklet has matured and is ready to formally apply for a small-scale publication next year. Therefore, the publication now is more formal. . It's just that the little beauty didn't pay much attention and stood up as soon as Wang Ai came back.
Wang Ai hissed and walked gently to the window sill and glanced at the backyard. Several female guards were either sitting on sun loungers, or standing under trees or by the swimming pool, and they were reading and studying.
Wang Ai sighed and put his arms around Little Beauty's shoulders to the study with the best soundproofing. After closing the door, he boasted, "Zhilan Room, I don't know when it started."
The little beauty gave Wang Ai a sideways glance, sat down and took Wang Ai’s teacup, drank a sip, and put it aside: "It was in Milan, especially when you were at home every morning when you were not going to school in the first half of the year. You say you are this. The head of the family has to learn, who is embarrassed to play around? If you like it or not, you have to pretend to read, right?"
Wang Ai whistled: "It's beneficial to unwind. It's always okay for this group of big five and three rough guys to look at something more."
After blowing, Wang Ai looked at the little beauty: "What? Are you still worried? How about I go with you?"
The delicate face of the little beauty appeared hesitant: "...Forget it, I'm just worried."
Wang Ai beckoned, and the little beauty walked over and sat next to her. It was weird to say that she couldn't read the book by herself just now, but now the man next to him picked up the calculus and read it. After the calculation, her heart calmed down, and she picked a copy of "Guwen Guan Zhi" from the shelf and read it.
As a mother-to-be, she has given up all her work, at most doing some staff work for the fool company and Alps Light, and occasionally participates in a little discussion of the sports industry on Huang Xin's side. The rest of the time is prepared for the future children. She already has an idea about the name of the future child and how to cultivate it: if it is a son, let him be as gentle as a jade and learn to be rich; if it is a daughter, let her understand the righteousness and bright sunshine.
In the peaceful learning atmosphere of the whole family, time flies quickly. At 10:30, Wang Ai completed today's plan, and quietly looked at the beautiful brows of "Red Sleeve" who was sitting next to him flipping the book under the shining sun.
After such a peaceful time, Wang Ai was guilty of guilty, panting when the little beauty reacted, and could only tremble with the hand that caught the man's sin.
After a while, when he calmed down, Shi Wenjun opened a pair of beautiful eyes and said grotesquely: "Good job, what are you doing?"
Wang Ai twisted his fingers and nodded in relief: "I can't open the book because my hands are dry."
After the little beauty froze for a while, she jumped into a rage.