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Wow wow wow wow--

Finally, the Chinese team also enjoyed the treatment of a police car clearing the way.

The main reason is that the fans who come to greet the national team are so enthusiastic, otherwise there really wouldn’t be such an arrangement.

No matter what, everyone in the national team feels proud.

Both Wang Kai and Dong Fangzhuo experienced it in Tokyo, but it was completely different. How could Japan compare with the motherland?

"You see, the police car moved out of the way, aren't you a good old bull?"

"Dad, have you seen that your son is also treated like the head of state?"

"Hello fans, we are on the way to the State Guesthouse now, and we will show you three pigs and one pig later!"

The inside of the bus was like a vegetable market. Wang Kai turned around and glanced at his teammates with disdain, took out his cell phone from his bag, took a photo and secretly sent it to Lao Wang's WeChat.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't get a reply. Although I had expected this, I was still a little disappointed.

Your dad is still your dad after all.

…

Although the family members also watched the World Cup finals, they came back earlier than the national team and there was no traffic jam, so they arrived at the hotel early to rest.

Wang Kai's parents are in high spirits during happy events.

Especially Chu Hongyu, who was packed with bags and bags. Although she came back three hours earlier than the national players, she still hadn't finished packing them.

Wang Jianjun picked up an enamel jar and looked at it. He put it down and sighed: "No one wants this thing now, so why buy so many of it?"

"What do you know? People say that fashion goes through reincarnation. What if it becomes popular again one day? The one printed on it is a loving father. You said you also learned Soviet dialect. Why don't you have any awareness at all?"

"If I were more enlightened, wouldn't I be promoted long ago?"

Wang Jianjun muttered and squatted down to help, but unfortunately Chu Hongyu rushed him aside and said, "Don't cause trouble."

In desperation, the veteran cadre took out his mobile phone to check the news.

[Berkenbauer calls Wang Xie a unique genius]

[Ferguson was interviewed and said that he did not expect Wang Hao to be able to do this]

[88-year-old legendary star Juste Fontaine is going to personally hand over the US$1,000 bonus to Wang He]

[Real Madrid may offer Wang Hao again, and Florentino will offer a contract that is difficult to refuse]

[The chief is preparing to take Wang Kai back to France, and it is said that they are planning to send a private jet as a meeting gift]

[Because of Wang Hao’s endorsement, Tsingtao Beer’s sales surged 543%, becoming the biggest winner in the beverage industry]

[The Prime Minister of Serbia personally recorded VR to express his congratulations to Wang Hao and the Chinese team]

【……】

The more Wang Jianjun looked at it, the corners of his mouth turned upward, but he felt a little depressed in his heart.

If my son is too successful, I will appear to be useless.

Touching the pocket on the side, he took out Lan Jiaozi,

Click——

Used on the new lighter purchased in Moscow.

"Smoke, smoke, smoke, just smoke. The new things I bought will make you smell like smoke. Go to the balcony and smoke."

Lao Wang, who was still sad about spring and autumn, was instantly defeated.

Before he could get up, the WeChat notification sounded.

Chu Hongyu took a quick look and saw that it was Wang Hao. She jumped up and grabbed Lao Wang's phone, unlocked it with her fingerprint, and saw Wang Hao's photo.

"Look, when my son comes back, the police cars clear the way. Now you, the old Wang family, have taken advantage. From now on, you can stand and take seats even when you enter the ancestral graves. These police guys are really energetic. They are a little worse than my son. I don't know.

Whose girl will I take advantage of in the future? No, I have to ask my comrade when I get back. Didn’t his Aunt Li say last time that he has a niece who is studying abroad?

OK……"

Wang Jianjun glanced at the cigarette in his hand and silently went to the balcony.

I am increasingly worried about my family status.

That bastard Wang Hao even wants to raise a dog. If Wang Hao gets a dog and gets married, he won't be allowed to film the fifth one at home?

Thinking of this, Wang Jianjun felt helpless and chuckled again.

My son can win the World Cup and score 20 goals. This really makes his mother right. He can stand in the C position even if he enters the ancestral grave.

Let’s take Wang He back to his hometown in Anhui later. Who says men don’t have vanity?

…

Dong dong dong——

Standing at the door, Wang Hao couldn't wait any longer.

After opening the door, he was hugged hard,

"My son, look how thin you have become. Those teammates didn't take care of you, so you collapsed on the court from exhaustion, woo woo woo..."

Wang Hao lowered his head and looked at his crying mother, and then at his father who was sitting on the sofa watching a movie. Wang Hao gave his father a look.

'Your daughter-in-law, please take care of me. How come you were fine just now, but you start crying as soon as you open the door?'

Wang Jianjun suppressed his laughter and pretended not to see it.

Because you just got scolded by me, now it's fine, you can solve it yourself.

Wang Kai also had a headache, after all, he was his own mother.

I could only hug her and protest in a low voice: "I'm still carrying my bag, but I'm tired."

When Chu Hongyu heard this, she immediately stopped crying. She turned around and said, "You have to let your son stand when he is so tired. Does such a big man have any eyesight?"

Wang Jianjun said to himself that it wasn't you who blocked the door, but he didn't dare to say anything. Seeing Wang Hao's gloating eyes, he always felt that the little bastard did it on purpose.

The luggage was taken over by Lao Wang, and Wang Hao was pulled by his mother to sit on the bed.

Chu Hongyu looked left and right, and held Wang Ke's hand tightly without letting go.

"Eldest son, are you feeling better? I feel so bad when I see you playing the game. Why did you collapse?"

"Oh, I'm fine."

"It's okay to faint? How about we stop playing football? You've made a lot of money anyway."

"mom……"

Wang Hao quickly put his arms around my mother's shoulders and acted coquettishly, "I stopped playing football before I was 30 years old. How can anyone retire early? If I don't play football, wouldn't I become a second-rate person? You told me since I was a child that there is no distinction between high and low professions.

If you can contribute to the motherland, you cannot discriminate against athletes."

"Go, go, who is discriminating against athletes?"

Chu Hongyu smiled and patted Wang Xie on the arm: "You are so grown up and you still have sex with your mother. It makes people laugh."

"You saw what happened, it's my mother."

"Who knows if it's true or not? Maybe I'll know my mother when I find a wife in the future."

"How is it possible? After we get married, let my wife go to heaven

My son, look at how thin you have become. Those teammates didn’t take care of you, so you collapsed on the court tired, woo woo woo..."

Wang Hao lowered his head and looked at his crying mother, and then at his father who was sitting on the sofa watching a movie. Wang Hao gave his father a look.

'Your daughter-in-law, please take care of me. How come you were fine just now, but you start crying as soon as you open the door?'

Wang Jianjun suppressed his laughter and pretended not to see it.

Because I was scolded by you just now, now it’s fine, you can solve it yourself.

Wang Kai also had a headache, after all, he was his own mother.

I could only hug her and protest in a low voice: "I'm still carrying my bag, but I'm tired."

When Chu Hongyu heard this, she stopped crying immediately and turned around and said, "You have to let your son stand when he is so tired. Does such a big man have any eyesight?"

Wang Jianjun said to himself that it wasn't you who blocked the door, but he didn't dare to say anything. Seeing Wang Hao's gloating eyes, he always felt that the little bastard did it on purpose.

The luggage was taken over by Lao Wang, and Wang Ke was pulled by his mother to sit on the bed.

Chu Hongyu looked left and right, and held Wang Ke's hand tightly without letting go.

"Eldest son, are you feeling better? I feel so sad when I see you playing the game. Why did you collapse?"

"Oh, I'm fine."

"It's okay to faint? How about we stop playing football? You've made a lot of money anyway."
To be continued...